Since The Red Moon Appeared

His pupils shrank slightly, Archbishop Calamity originally thought that what he had done was fine.

In fact, he has repeatedly studied his plan from the beginning, carefully scrutinized every link, and prepared a backup plan, so he will come to Happy Town to implement this promotion plan.

Even now, it seems that every link is not beyond his control.

But seeing that person, he always had a sense of panic that he couldn't grasp.

In the outside world, the parasitic plan has reached a critical juncture. Now he is in the Museum of Calamity. This is his own world, but he does not understand why he has a feeling of being controlled by others, or even panic.

He didn't even notice that his voice was a little difficult: "Everyone has their own memory."

"In everyone's memory, there is a past that you don't want to recall..."

"I came from the disaster, and no one understands the power and pain of the disaster better than me..."

"I am the master of disasters, all disasters will obey me..."

"..."

This is in the spiritual world, and he didn't deliberately conceal it, so his thoughts, turned into voices, were intertwined around him.

As his will descended, all the thorns in the whole town grew crazily and spread to Lu Xin, like pieces of sea water woven from black thorns, wrapping Lu Xin in layers. , even if the black particles around Lu Xin seem to be able to destroy the thorns continuously, but in front of the endless black thorns, this is just a futile effort.

The black particles could not spread, nor could they cover Lu Xin's body.

So black thorns can always hurt him, and they can always bring back his bad memories.

No one is completely immune to these memories.

...

"Listen to..."

But just when the Archbishop of Calamity calculated the theory over and over again and felt that there was absolutely no problem, Lu Xin let out a gloomy and mad laugh. This kind of mad laughter sounded completely different from him before, and only people with a kind of collapse would have it. hysteria.

And, unrestrained.

"Immersed in your own spiritual world, do you feel like you have become a spiritual lord?"

Among the laughter, Lu Xin's voice sounded absurd and disdainful of seeing ridiculous things.

Then the smile on his face was suddenly put away, and he said seriously:

"No one can give orders in front of me!"

"..."

The hollow and indifferent voice swayed away instantly and spread to every corner of the town.

In an instant, the whole town suddenly became dead silent, and all the mental disturbances stopped, even the crazy black thorns stopped growing at this time, and at the same time, all the thorns were trembling slightly. , seems to be frightened.

Lu Xin turned his head to look at the black thorns with a playful expression: "Are you in pain?"

The thorn bush began to tremble little by little, and a different emotion was aroused in the thick and deep disaster.

The disaster in the Museum of Calamity is no longer pure. Of course, there are still many people who are numb because of pain. They are forever immersed in this false happiness and willing to be a part of the disaster. Some people are awake.

"Please..."

Lu Xin's blood and wounds all over his body, but he looked at the surrounding thorn bushes with a strange smile.

This made him not look like he was being pointed at by thorns, but rather surrounded by countless thorns.

A weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Please, I will save you..."

"..."

Amid the calamity around them, they couldn't help but let out a whimpering cry.

"Uuuuuu..."

"Hahaha……"

In the cry, Lu Xin's laughter sounded, the more sorrowful and painful the cry, the happier and more excited he laughed.

...

"what is this?"

The Archbishop of Calamity faced this change that was completely beyond his expectations, and his heart was twitching violently.

"It's clear that there are disasters in your body..."

"Even me, I can feel the pain and misfortune in your memory..."

"Why can't you be affected?"

"..."

He couldn't understand that no one could withstand the power of so much calamity.

Just like those who have been stuck in painful memories, it is impossible not to collapse.

"Do you feel pain when you watch a movie?"

In the town below, Lu Xin suddenly raised his head, looked towards the heights, and asked with a smile.

Without waiting for Archbishop Calamity's answer, he nodded lightly and said:

"I can do it too."

"..."

"..."

When he finished saying this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he winked at Archbishop Calamity.

Immediately afterwards, the black particles on his body sank heavily and hit the ground.

"Clap clap..."

An invisible force spread instantly.

As soon as the black particles touched the ground, there was a violent vibration, and the vibration spread outward, so starting from the black thorns, it collapsed in circles, until Lu Xin was ten meters, one hundred meters, the whole small The town's black thorns crumble.

Then there are the buildings of this world, crumbling out in circles.

And then the river, the whole world.

Like a photorealistic picture, the layers of rendering are stripped away, revealing the deeper secrets of the world.

Until the whole world was revealed, the illusory images of the surrounding towns disappeared.

The surrounding space became pitch black, and in the most central position of the darkness, stood Lu Xin.

...

"What kind of ability is this?"

On the surrounding crosses, the faces of the Archbishops of Calamity showed a confused expression at the same time.

"Go..."

But on the opposite side of Lu Xin, Lu Xin in the deepest darkness, a large area of ​​black thorns suddenly bloomed around him. These thorns were growing like a black ocean, but Lu Xin was in this ocean. He spoke in a low voice, as if whispering:

"You want to vent your pain, don't you?"

"Inflicting pain on others can also relieve pain very well..."

"..."

In his voice, the black thorns around him seemed to have suddenly given birth to his own life. With deep hatred, they rushed towards the black cross with all their might, and instantly filled up all the crosses, as if they were carrying With deep hatred, he devoured Archbishop Calamity's spiritual tentacles, climbed up on his body, and deeply implanted the roots into his flesh.

This made the surrounding Archbishop of Calamity, quickly submerged in black roses, like a forgotten tomb.

"how come……"

"How dare you? Leave me quickly..."

"I order you to leave..."

"..."

Below the layers of black thorns, the voices of countless Archbishops of Calamity screamed desperately.

The cry went from anger to confusion, to fear and anxiety, and gradually became depressed and dull.

The ferocious tentacles desperately spread out to the surroundings, but finally when the pain reached its extreme, it suddenly began to collapse inch by inch, collapsed to the cleanest and most primitive state, and the Archbishop of Calamity was instantly drowned by extreme despair.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the end, only Lu Xin's laughter remained in the Archbishop's perception.

...

"Shh..."

The Archbishop of Calamity in the light cocoon suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of deep fear and panic.

Without thinking, he quickly retracted the tentacles outside the light cocoon.

Sadly, his reaction was fast enough, but he was still affected by this terrifying feeling of collapse. As the retracted mental tentacles extended to his body, his whole body twitched like an electric shock, and his mouth uttered. In the past, he thought that he would never let it out, the frightened screams belonging to the weak, the subconscious retreat, and the body from the state of the human-shaped cross.

Blue eyes, with endless panic, turned to look in one direction

...

"Bang!"

Under the happy town building that collapsed into ruins, an explosion sounded in an instant.

That was the sound of the body of the Calamity Museum being destroyed.

At the same time, with the destruction of the Museum of Calamity, a strange spiritual power wave was released from it.

In the wilderness in the distance, those sleepwalkers suddenly opened their eyes at the same time.

Around them, endless illusions appeared.

Those are glass bottles flying in the sky one after another, all of which were previously collected by the Museum of Calamity.

After all, the people in the wilderness are only a very small part.

Most of the collections have been difficult to trace back to their origins.

But at this time, these collections all came to the outside world for some unknown reason.

In every bottle, there is a struggling, painful, desperate thumping sound of someone trying to escape.

Thousands of bottles flying in the air, this is a very spectacular scene.

The sun shone from a high place, reflecting the bottle into a colorful and extremely gorgeous brilliance.

"thump!"

The next moment, suddenly there was a heavy and loud heartbeat.

All the glass bottles shattered in an instant, blasting out beautiful glass shards, as if it had rained in the sky.

Invisible fragments of spiritual power turned into spiritual power and drowned this wilderness.

It makes everyone feel like their brains are blank and unable to even form effective thinking.

Only instinctively hugged his head and crawled, shivering.

...

"Kickkick..."

All over the wilderness, all the bottles of misfortune have been broken, even the queen.

A crack suddenly appeared in the light cocoon, extending all the way, and then shattering into pure spiritual power in an instant.

The queen opened her eyes abruptly, and was bounced out by the force of her own light cocoon that was actively collapsing.

It slammed into the villa behind him heavily, knocking down a four-to-five-meter-high building that was still supporting it.

On her own body, bone-deep cracks suddenly appeared, and the little blood that was left spurted out.

In the Queen's eyes, she first showed an expression of extreme horror, and looked around blankly.

Then I realized that I was out of trouble.

...

In the midst of countless changes, Lu Xin stood quietly with his head bowed.

He still stood on the wilderness, by the old man's side, letting the spiritual radiation exploded around him, the spiritual refraction like glass fragments, the same dreamlike rain, beautiful dreams and pain, crashing beside him La's fall.

But his own eyes were closed.

There was an expression of extreme enjoyment and even fanaticism on his face, the corners of his mouth grinned to his ears, and his hands hugged his body.

He was shaking.

I laughed so much that my body was trembling, I wanted to control myself, but I couldn't control it.

Recommend a new book "This Doctor is Dangerous"

The same weird style, and the best-selling author, the quality is definitely guaranteed.

It's the beginning of the month, powerless cry, votes...