Because no one dares to look directly at the Blood Moon, the Blood Moon hanging over Hamlet disappears without anyone knowing, only to be noticed when the crimson moonlight fades and darkness once again shrouds Hamlet.
However, the Extreme Darkness doesn't last long before it begins to resemble the dimness of dawn. Looking up, the sky cover that blocked the sun is thinning, forming patches of vaguely visible light spots.
Under the intense brilliance, the black curtain dissipates like mist, tearing open weak spots through which beams of light illuminate Hamlet, which has long been deprived of sunlight.
For the black curtain is not facing the early morning light, but the blazing noon sun!
A beam of sunlight! A symbol of golden hope, scattering the miserable darkness.
Though most ordinary people hide indoors, many are still outside maintaining basic operations, and these are the first to experience the ecstatic emotions.
