Chapter 2929: The Generalized Blood Clan Theory

As expected of someone from a grassroots background, she was quite innovative.

Speculating on this astonishing possibility, the image of Blood Clan Progenitor Annalise suddenly grew much more fleshed out in Fu Qian's mind.

True, hymns and the like loved to boast, but to Fu Qian, the lyrics that had just materialized in his mind held a much higher degree of credibility.

Aside from being hidden in such a secretive place and supported by real-world examples, there was another subtle piece of evidence: the final two lines.

Remembering her name as "Annalise" was fine, but remembering her name as "Tilanqi"?

At first glance, this seemed to perfectly correspond to the curse, "Annalise is Tilanqi." Yet from the perspective of the person involved, wouldn't composing lyrics like this be somewhat confusing?

A higher entity might have all sorts of titles, but to use two actual names—was she not worried about giving herself a split personality?

Not to mention, this offspring plan and the death rattle that cursed the Red Moon appeared to be two completely independent schemes.

Compared to the careful deliberation of the former, the latter seemed more like a desperate act driven by a violent death. There was seemingly no need to weave this part into the song as well.

Or perhaps... what if these lyrics had not been deliberately composed at all?

Exactly. Combined with that inhuman voice—which carried no meaning when heard purely with the ears—Fu Qian vaguely suspected that this thing might have been naturally generated, akin to the reflection of some underlying rule.

It reflected her present state, which was why the name Tilanqi appeared. And beyond this point, there was an additional unexpected gain.

"The noble daughter of the Mother of Gospel"—now that was a terrifying title.

One of the greatest threats outside the barrier of the Bookstore World, the Mother of Gospel—who had personally brought about an apocalypse nineteen years ago—actually appeared in the ballad of the Blood Clan Progenitor?

Wasn't her social network a bit too extensive?

After all, back with the Laria Royal Family, it had already been subtly proven that the Mother of Gospel and the First Generation Dark Moon were entangled with one another.

Judging from the meaning of the lyrics, the "noble daughter of the Mother of Gospel" seemed to point directly to Blood Clan Progenitor Annalise—or rather, Tilanqi.

Indeed. Upon hearing this lyric, Fu Qian's first reaction was that he finally understood why the Mother of Gospel was so obsessed with destroying the world.

...

Tilanqi, the mother who had taken her enemy for her child, was also the "noble daughter" of the ancient higher entity, the Mother of Gospel?

As for the Red Moon, whose situation had grown increasingly pitiful, her origins had always been a mystery.

Her bizarre physique, her power over flesh and blood, and even her authority to open doors at will...

Throughout his entire career up to this point, he had yet to encounter an honorific name that matched her. It would even have to be an ancient honorific name.

After all, it was confirmed that Annalise had fallen before the Long Night, meaning her death rattle should have triggered back then as well.

This meant that the Red Moon had already made a name for herself by that era.

Her strength had even been formidable enough to offer some resistance against the death rattle of the Blood Clan Progenitor.

Unfortunately, after thousands of years of devastation, it seemed all of this had been lost to the Red Moon, leaving her unable to provide any answers.

Instead, it was the very murderer responsible for this tragedy who had inadvertently preserved a potentially crucial piece of information.

For Fu Qian, once he accepted this premise, too many scattered puzzle pieces suddenly fell into place.

Why was the Mother of Gospel so determined to shatter the barrier?

Why did the Mother of Gospel seem to harbor hostility toward the Dark Moon?

And why, during his inner demon battle with Master Yuhun—at the exact moment the apocalypse descended nineteen years ago—did the Mother of Gospel immediately lock onto the sea of mind?

Was she looking for her child?

The "noble daughter" had been harmed by a treacherous villain, tumbling into the barrier, where she was tortured by a curse for thousands of years until she was driven near madness... And this treacherous villain was not only related to the moon but was intimately connected to the sea of mind...

Furthermore, if he recalled correctly, he had obtained a piece of intelligence a long time ago stating that the Mother of Gospel was also known as the "Mother of Higher Entities."

Bearing such a title, wasn't it completely reasonable for her to have a youngest daughter named Tilanqi?

Regardless, if this was truly the case, some of the Mother of Gospel's extreme actions suddenly seemed somewhat justifiable.

Meanwhile, Blood Clan Progenitor Annalise appeared to have caused a catastrophic disaster.

It was unclear how she had targeted that victim, but her final, desperate bid for survival seemed to have provoked a terrifying enemy for the Bookstore World...

Beyond all this, there was one minor detail. The next time he ran into the Mother of Gospel, wasn't his seniority going to take a massive plunge?

He genuinely never expected to reap such a massive harvest. At that moment, Fu Qian clicked his tongue in amazement.

And as if disturbed by the noise he made, the gentle, loving lullaby echoed out once again.

...

The time interval was identical. It seemed very regular.

Many apparent causal connections were not necessarily true. For Fu Qian, analyzing intel had never gotten in the way of gathering more.

At that moment, he simply made a mental note of the interval between the lullabies.

Facts proved that the timing of the song was incredibly rigid. So much so that it felt increasingly mechanical, making its inhuman nature all the more pronounced.

Of course, these were merely minor details. There was still a wealth of information worth analyzing in the ballad.

For example, "Red eyes, blood eyes, all are my children."

Coupled with "redefining the offspring" and the origin of the red eyes he and Serana had witnessed in the Ancient Reminiscence, this line seemed to stretch the definition of the Blood Clan far too broadly.

Whether it was Gulade or the other noble Blood Clan families, had these giant bats simply been overly full of themselves with their enduring pride in their bloodlines and surnames?

It was not even a question of being pure-blood or not. So long as one possessed a pair of red eyes, would they automatically be counted as Annalise's offspring in the Transcendent Tier?

If true, that would be quite a harsh blow to their egos.

Of course, this theory also seemed quite easy to disprove. If it were truly the case, shouldn't all sorts of wild giant bats have popped up over the years?

Yet no such thing had seemingly occurred, allowing the Blood Clan to maintain their pride rather well.

One could only say that this was indeed a question, though not an inexplicable one.

Do not forget that the Blood Clan Progenitor had genuinely fallen. Meanwhile, the Red Moon, who had guest-starred in this affair, had been driven mad by the torturous effects of her death.

Under such circumstances, aside from the few major Blood Clan lineages cultivated before the Long Night that possessed internal inheritances, it was simply unimaginable what kind of harrowing trials any random, wild "lucky winner" would face while trying to grow.

Them not rotting away on the spot would probably be considered a blessing.

Furthermore, he even had an example of his own that faintly supported this "Generalized Blood Clan Theory."

The Warehouse had explicitly stated that in order to prove his loyalty to Annalise, Herbert had personally given himself a pair of blood-red eyes.

He had previously wondered if this action was a bit too extreme and how much meaning it actually held.

Looking at it now, perhaps it had been incredibly meaningful after all?