Some elements were immediately noticed, just needing confirmation.
Indeed, it was not wrong; that special scent was tied to the special flowers in memory.
Although the number couldn't compare to the Full Moon Garden, both the shape and the appearance were so consistent.
Even each petal reflected the light like a mirror, forming a flowing galaxy once again.
That's right, the Dark Night still existed, but perhaps due to the Witch's shared experience, in the image 'seen' now, a deep blue full moon hung high in the night sky overhead, its light spilling down.
And although the color tone differed slightly from that of the Full Moon Garden, some things inevitably connected at once.
So, in that initial task, did it seem like there was far more than one moon's figure?
Fu Qian sighed in his heart at that moment.
As mentioned earlier, in the first task of his career, the old man he first consulted reminded him to feel the warm moonlight from a silver-white moon.
