Shirley's clear voice echoed through Whitehorse City.

Everyone was processing the information contained in her words, but Shirley didn’t give them much time to think.

With her at the center, the scarlet magic circle spun and expanded, covering the entire area of Whitehorse City at an extremely rapid pace.

The runes in the magic circle were different from any spells used previously.

These were magical runes only used in ancient times.

Today, these obscure and mysterious runes had long been lost, and only long-lived alien races had managed to preserve them.

“Lost World of the Blood Moon…”

Using blood to construct a new world, a world where only the blood moon exists forever.

Especially during the full moon, the constructed blood moon and the real moon complement each other, greatly enhancing the ability.

The magic circle was in place, but where was the blood?

In the next moment, Shirley extended her arms, and a dreamlike glow emanated from her body, as soft as moonlight and as dazzling as sunlight.

“Battle Armor - Primordial Moon.”

It was incompatible with the surrounding scenes, her own temperament, and the brilliance she exuded...

In her mouth, she uttered words that were extremely inconsistent with everything at that moment.

The misty halo of light remained and circled, and the clusters of light that emerged converged on Shirley, forming a huge cocoon of light.

Pure white, sacred...

Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, a strange sound resonated in the air, and cracks appeared in the light cocoon.

That was the sound of space itself being torn apart.

From the crack, a white arm extended.

The movement seemed to be struggling but was also stretched and elegant.

As the crack slowly widened, Shirley's body was revealed once more.

The pure white, dreamlike dress glowed with fluorescence, and the decorative patterns had an indescribable and nebulous quality, eclipsing the entire world in front of her.

However...

Shirley opened her eyes silently at that moment, and the strange red light that shone briefly made the surroundings darker.

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It was completely opposite to the scene where Luna displayed her battle armor.

The entire world was tolerating and protecting her.

In a brief yet eternal moment, Shirley completed this “transformation.”

Now that she had donned her attire for the feast, it was time for the feast to officially begin...

Shirley's light red eyes looked down, and a drop of blood trickled from the tips of her fingers...

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“It’s Her Highness Shirley!”

Holding onto the window sill and looking at the divine Shirley in the sky, Delia’s face was radiant with excitement.

I didn’t expect it, I couldn’t imagine...

A few days later, she saw Shirley again.

“So this is the person...”

Next to her, Eileen was also in a trance.

Before meeting Shirley, she thought Delia’s description and excitement were somewhat exaggerated.

However, seeing the figure in the sky today, she realized Delia’s behavior was not incomprehensible.

Nevertheless, what Shirley had just said seemed a bit dangerous...

“Hey!” Eileen shook Delia’s shoulders and brought her back to the present: “Is there any way you can let Her Highness Shirley know that we are here?”

Upon hearing this, Delia realized that, although she was a blood slave named by Her Highness Shirley, Her Highness Shirley did not know she was there.

If she cast a large-scale spell and hit right there, such a death would be very unfair.

If you shout loudly, you might not be heard because the distance is too great and there is already a commotion outside, with all sorts of chaotic sounds spreading like a tide...

“Yes!”

An idea flashed through Delia’s mind.

She quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and cut her wrist.

“What are you doing?”

Eileen expressed confusion at her behavior.

“Her Highness Shirley has tasted my blood. As long as the taste of this blood can be detected, she will definitely know I am here.”

She seemed to think the bleeding was a bit slow.

As she spoke, she made a few more cuts.

Such crazy behavior seemed to disregard the risk of suffering an accident due to excessive blood loss.

“Is this really okay? Why does it seem less reliable than just shouting loudly?”

Looking at Delia, who was not concerned about her own life and was cutting her wrists, Eileen deeply doubted her actions.

In fact, Delia was right.

Now that the entire magic circle was built, Shirley still needed to collect blood to form a blood moon.

During this process, all the blood would be under her control.

If mixed with blood she knew, she would know immediately.

As for hearing and vision, vampires are not very good at those.

Even if someone shouts loudly, the chance of attracting Shirley’s attention is very small.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

The beggar named Alyssa looked around fearfully.

For some unknown reason, after the woman in the sky completed her “transformation,” everyone around her went mad.

They had been merely looking at the sky and talking, surprised or confused...

But at this moment, these people went crazy, their eyes turned red, their expressions became distorted, and they began to randomly destroy and rob stores and attack others around them.

Fearing that these people might hurt her, Alyssa cautiously ran to a corner.

Entering an alley, Alyssa turned a corner, but unexpectedly her feet slipped, and she fell to the ground.

“Well...”

The panic was so sudden that she didn't have time to react and hurt her arm.

A lot of blood seemed to flow from the wound.

But why so much blood?

She looked around in confusion, only to realize she had fallen into a pool of blood.

The rich, fresh blood still gave a warm sensation, and broken human limbs were scattered there like trash.

The intense impact of the bloody scene made her vision blur and her stomach churned, almost making her vomit...

Her mouth opened, wanting to breathe, scream, or vomit...

However, she did nothing in the end.

Because she saw the figure standing in the pool of blood.

—A figure with ears and a tail.

A breath that almost froze her entire body came from the other person.

She was afraid that any movement would attract the other person's attention.

Even her breathing stopped at that moment, and the sound of her heartbeat was so loud it scared her.

However, the other person merely looked at the sky in silence and ignored her as if she were an expendable figure.

“It has begun…”