Since The Red Moon Appeared

It seems to be a streamer representing death, the moment of contact, it will be destroyed.

But facing this violent force mixed with black particles, the three priests in black robes who stood up and down in a triangle did not shake their bodies at all. The priest at the top raised his head slightly, revealing his hood The lower half of the pale face.

The next moment, he stretched out two pale and skinny palms, pulled hard, and tore his black robe from the middle.

Under the robe was his body, but when it was lifted, what was revealed was a black hole, leading to nowhere.

"Hurla..."

The next moment, suddenly, like pale bugs squeezed out from inside, countless pale spiritual bodies emerged from the robe.

One after another.

Each of them is in the shape of a human body, even with various expressions, ferocious or stern, and it seems that there are hundreds of them, rushing forward quickly, and carrying black particles. The coming shadows met in mid-air.

"Clatter..."

Just like when Lu Xin fought against the Hell Legion before.

The pale spirit body flew out like endlessly, and hit the shadow.

It was melted and destroyed in an instant.

But the infinite spiritual body rushed forward frantically, but it also prevented the black shadow from continuing to approach.

"ah……"

The strength of both sides seems to be lifted to a higher place at the same time in this collision.

The high-pitched roar tore through the air in this deep pit factory, like a wounded beast.

Wisps, wisps, countless mental turbulence spread out in this piece of air.

The rough and brutal squeezed into the surrounding air, making the surrounding air more and more dense and the pressure increasing.

The entire underground pit seemed to have faintly turned into a vast ocean of mental turmoil.

It's as if the entire cave has dived into the deep sea, and the seawater with terrible pressure has filled this space.

This scene almost recreated the strange spiritual flow that Lu Xin had when he attacked the Church of Technology in Happy Town.

However, now the space is narrower, and the pressure of mental turmoil is also greater.

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"You are dead, life is chasing the light in front of you..."

When the black-robed priest released his endless pale spirit body and resisted the violent black shadow with the help of this endless consumption method, the other two priests in the triangular position started different actions at the same time, and one of the priests started pray.

Under the hood, there was a voice that was so low that it seemed to come from the ground, faintly resounding.

Lu Xin didn't want to hear it.

But the mental turmoil around him formed a strange vibration when his voice sounded.

His voice was forced into his ears.

For a moment, he actually had hallucinations, as if he was lying on a soft bed, surrounded by indescribable darkness, and his body was also indescribably heavy. Only in front of him was a beam of white light, as if guiding him to the exit.

Subconsciously, he flew up, chasing the white light.

As the white light got closer and closer, his heart had already stopped, and even the blood had to stop flowing.

"Shua!"

But he just sank slightly, and opened his eyes suddenly.

"What's this?"

He felt weird, never seen such an ability before, but he sensed danger.

With the black bag in his mouth, he quickly reached in and searched for it, anxiously thinking about how to deal with it.

"What?"

The other party opened his eyes when he saw Lu Xin's blink of an eye, equally surprised.

Suddenly, one of the black-robed priests moved his fingers quickly in mid-air, as if performing a ceremony.

The next moment, black chains appeared in the endless mental turmoil around him.

After looking carefully, I found that those black chains were actually intertwined with fist-sized palms one after another.

With their own unique vitality, they climbed up the broken platform from the left and right in an instant, and then wrapped themselves around Lu Xin's legs like a python. The huge force almost tore Lu Xin down. Wrist, spread toward.

"Um?"

At this moment, Lu Xin frowned slightly.

The black shadow on his body was about to sink immediately, tearing these chains apart.

A part of the shadow mixed with black particles split out in an instant, submerging the chain formed by the black hands, but the next moment, the shadow faded, and the chain was unharmed, still wrapped around his legs, but the momentum of spreading stopped .

"No, this chain is not their attack on you..."

"It's you..."

"Your legs are dead, so bound by the rules of their hell..."

"..."

The father's voice rang out with some shock and anger.

"My legs are dead?"

Lu Xin was slightly surprised, and didn't even understand what this sentence meant.

The next moment, the voice of the black-robed priest on the opposite side rang again: "Your body is lying in the soil."

"The low sobs of your loved ones echo in your ears..."

"..."

The mental turmoil around him sounded with his voice, and it seemed to really form a picture after another.

The world around him was upside down, and he seemed to be lying in a pit, holding a bouquet of white flowers in his hands.

From my own perspective, I could see the edge of the pit, and someone quietly looked at me in the pit, weeping softly.

There are Teacher Xiaolu, Wawa, Chen Jing, Han Bing...

Huh?

Why are they all women?

When he was thinking this way, Gekko, Vice President Xiao, Professor Bai, Manager Liu, and the breakfast seller downstairs appeared on the edge of the pit, holding a lighter and a scalpel in his hand. The old village chief I met...

...No, why does it feel like the gecko is laughing?

"Shua!"

Lu Xin suddenly opened his eyes again, the illusion in front of him disappeared instantly, and his father's roar sounded in his ears:

"They're affecting you, cheer up..."

Lu Xin was a little angry, why didn't he know the danger?

Immediately wanted to move the body, but found that the consciousness to move the body appeared, but did not move...

Looking down, he suddenly saw that the black chain had already bound his chest.

"What the hell kind of ability is this?"

Lu Xin was a little angry, feeling that everything was weird and absurd.

He hasn't had this weird feeling for a long time.

Facing these three priests was even more terrifying than facing the Legion of Hell.

At that time, I only had to fight against the Hell Legion, but the three priests had a clear division of labor.

They actually seem to have calculated their own reactions, each step of the movement is restraining themselves...

Through the connection between the head and the mechanical tree in the center, he obtained endless spiritual power and confronted himself.

And use different abilities to sneak attack on yourself.

He felt the madness of these priests after just a short fight.

Is there any normal person willing to be stabbed directly into the back of his head by mechanical tentacles?

Are these people crazy?

Or, it is precisely because the Tinder company and the black box organization that believes in the real hometown have such lunatics one after another, so they dare to carry out experiments without limits one after another, and finally make them, in a very short period of time , they obtained all kinds of methods that allow them to obtain powerful power, and also created powerful people one by one?

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Also at this moment, the three priests in mid-air were faintly flustered.

They didn't expect that Lu Xin woke up again.

Moreover, the berserk attack of the black-robed shadow almost made them unbearable and on the verge of collapse, but they gritted their teeth to hold on. After all, they had realized that at this moment, they were fighting a war of attrition with Lu Xin to see who would come first. affect each other.

"you……"

The priest's voice, even trembling a little, calmed down with strong will, and regained its depth and depth:

"You recalled the past, and let it dissipate like light and shadow..."

"There may be regrets in my heart, but how can it compare to the coming eternal tranquility..."

"The person you love the most holds up the first handful of soil and sprinkles it on your body..."

"..."

Lu Xin suddenly felt the mental turmoil around him, and it was much quieter at this moment.

As if memories flooded into his mind uncontrollably, he couldn't help seeing that vision again.

He saw a figure... It was definitely a woman, squatting on the edge of the pit, with crystal tears hanging on her face, gently holding the soil with both hands, and slowly sprinkled it on her body. Come on, is she the one you love the most?

...What does it look like?

"The soil buried your body, and the earth will always protect your peace..."

"And your soul is lying in the river of Styx, and there is only eternal silence to accompany you, flowing into the depths of the starry sky..."

"..."

The other party's voice seemed to speed up slightly.

The surrounding mental turmoil is getting stronger and stronger, and the strength of the opponent is also getting stronger.

It seemed that Lu Xin had been completely submerged, and he remained motionless, as if he had fallen into a sluggish state.

"What are you doing?"

Beside him, Xia Chong yelled.

The mental turmoil around him was too heavy, and there was a violent breath in every strand.

For her who couldn't open the abyss and couldn't summon spiritual creatures to descend, it was a blow that had crossed several levels.

However, she still had the physique to enter the abyss, so she barely regained her spirits and shouted loudly.

In her field of vision, Lu Xin still stretched out his arms to block her, but remained motionless.

Let the violent spiritual power wrap him up...

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At the same time, the voice of the priest has become more and more ethereal, as if far away from this world.

"Your traces in the world will be erased by death..."

"Your belongings are taken away by the person who holds your thoughts, and your legacy is left by the person you love..."

"you……"

"..."

The priest's voice was like a grand chant, low and sad, but with a hint of calm.

Except for a slight acceleration.

And when he reached the most critical point in a tone full of emotion, and was about to draw the end of this singing, his voice suddenly became hoarse, and the word "you" was said several times in a row, but it was like His throat was blocked, and he couldn't speak.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The priest next to him was already stretched to the limit and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

The priest in charge of singing also had a panicked expression, his voice paused, and he said in a low voice, "I don't know why..."

"When we get to the inheritance, we can't go on..."

The case was solved, and my cat did have another wave of false pregnancies.

Started calling again.

I have always felt that preventing it from having a litter of kittens is depriving it of its rights as a mother...

...and all the deposits from my friends have been collected.

But it swayed me twice, it's really uncomfortable.