Since The Red Moon Appeared

"Is this thing dead or alive?"

"Does it belong to reality, or to the abyss?"

The palm touched the heart, or the "embryo" Lu Xin, and even felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Nowadays, as researchers in the real world have a deeper understanding of spiritual mutations, theories in various aspects are also becoming more and more perfect. For the different types of pollution sources, spiritual monsters, and mental mutations, Made a detailed and rigorous exposition. Unconscious and polluting sources are pollution sources, and conscious pollution sources belong to the category of spiritual monsters.

Creatures with physical bodies in the real world are psychomutants.

But if you look at it according to this theory, what you see now is obviously breaking the rules.

It was born in the spiritual world, but it made me feel the fluctuations of reality...

Most importantly, Lu Xin sensed its danger.

I put my palm on it, and I just want to rely on the ability of the distortion field to feel what is inside. This is like a radar, but after I put my palm on it, the distortion field can now expand to a range of several hundred meters Lu Xin couldn't perceive anything from this embryo with a diameter of less than two meters, and his spiritual power seemed to be directly swallowed by it.

It can devour its own spiritual power!

This thing is indescribably terrifying, more terrifying than the scarecrow I met in Black Marsh City back then!

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"OK……"

After hearing Lu Xin's words, his father laughed wildly, and the black shadow surged forward like a real wave.

A considerable part of this group of fanatics sitting in the stadium was influenced by the power of their father and developed fear, and fear is the strongest source of pollution. The more afraid the polluted, the stronger the power of fear. The stronger the power, the stronger the fear felt by the polluted person, and this fear can easily affect other people around him...

Gradually superimpose, layer by layer, until the polluted person completely collapses.

That's what my father did. He wanted to completely submerge the fanatics in the stadium and achieve a real deep pollution.

Through certain rituals and prayers, this group of people in the stadium intertwined their spiritual power into a strange piece, and this strange embryo was born in this piece of spiritual power, so Lu Xin did not hesitate. So he expressed to his father the meaning of deeply polluting them as soon as possible. After the deep pollution, the entire spiritual ocean will be completely controlled by his father.

Only in this way can this embryo be held in hand.

In order to let his father do it as soon as possible, Lu Xin has completely let go of his father's shackles.

And the father, of course, was overjoyed and used his full strength.

The black tide rushed forward, hitting the fanatics in the stadium, drowning the last ray of light...

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"wrong……"

Father suddenly made a surprised voice.

Lu Xin's palm was still pressing on the "embryo", and he couldn't help being startled when he heard this: "What's wrong?"

He could clearly feel that as his father's strength intensified, he had more and more control over this embryo, but at this moment, his father's powerful pollution stopped inexplicably, like a high-speed train , slammed on the brakes.

"Something's wrong..."

Father whispered: "Their spiritual core has disappeared..."

Lu Xin was stunned: "Spiritual core?"

"right……"

The father's spirit was shaken, and he quickly replied: "You can understand it as human will and self, in short, it's that stuff."

"It is the most stable part of a person's spirit, and it is also the core point to distinguish between light pollution and deep pollution."

"Once devoured, the person becomes a slave to the spirit."

"And if he is not swallowed, even if his perception is deprived, his emotions are controlled, and his memory is erased, this person is still himself to a certain extent, but after being deprived, even if all his perception, emotion and desire are still there, he will still be himself." Can't be myself anymore."

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"The self in the seven wounds?"

Lu Xin was slightly taken aback when he heard his father's words, and immediately understood.

What my father was talking about is the deepest level among the seven levels that people can be polluted, the self.

Perception, emotion, desire, cognition, instinct, and memory can all be influenced and changed by spiritual power.

But only the pollution at the level of the self is the most severe and irreversible.

After all, when you lose yourself, you lose yourself forever.

At the same time, although he hadn't thought about it carefully before, he subconsciously abided by this principle in his usual actions. If he can solve problems without polluting others, he won't pollute others. If he can avoid heavy pollution, he won't pollute them heavily. Even if the disturbance caused by my sister and father is so big, the pollution to the residents of Tinder is actually only light pollution.

After all, he is here to save people, not to kill.

If it is a major pollution, after the matter is over, the problem of the kindling is solved, and the people here are also solved.

"These people have lost their spiritual core."

At the same time, his father didn't know what Lu Xin was thinking, and continued: "In my eyes, they are just an empty shell."

"Understood……"

Lu Xin looked down at the group of fanatics, and said in a low voice, "They have dedicated themselves to their gods..."

When he mentioned the word "God", he faintly sneered.

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Looking up, Lu Xin found that the changes in that embryo were intensifying.

The father's shadow had dyed it, turning it into a vaguely blackened object.

However, because the pollution cannot be further aggravated, it still maintains a free and exuberant vitality. It can even be seen that the surface of the embryo is wriggling gently, bit by bit, the pollution covering the father is swallowed into the embryo among.

It was actually devouring his father's strength.

"Gudong..."

At the same time, the embryo beat violently again.

The huge spiritual power spread out in an instant, pouring into the hearts of everyone in the city.

And with the deepening of this connection, the dangling iron chain next to the embryo has become more and more clear, just like the essence...

"This thing is weird..."

Lu Xin took a deep breath, gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Send me there, I want to take a good look at it!"

Now that the distance is very far, he can only "touch" that hell embryo with the help of his father.

But after discovering the abnormality in this embryo, he wanted to go over and touch it himself.

Seemingly hearing the coldness and disdain in Lu Xin's words, his father was taken aback for a moment, and then let out a happy laugh.

He is very strange.

Sometimes I'm afraid of Lu Xin's unintentional revealing side, and sometimes I'm very excited.

"Are you really going?"

Even the younger sister who was not far away was slightly taken aback when she sensed Lu Xin's will.

Then she was stunned, not daring to say no, she groped with her little hand, and the "human-shaped spider web" around the stadium began to extend automatically, and one person after another passed through the air, like a "human ladder", paving the way. Going out to the midair of the stadium, he pointed directly at the wriggling and trembling embryo in the spiritual sea of ​​fanatics below.

Lu Xin stepped onto the human ladder.

Without knowing what it is, it is undoubtedly dangerous to directly touch it with your own body.

However, anyway, I have done a lot of dangerous things myself, and I have never died...

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"Buzz..."

When thinking about this question, the black particles in Lu Xin's eyes were already trembling violently.

He wanted to call his sister for help and send him there.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound and turned his head away suddenly.

"唰" "唰" "唰"

It was the sound of heavy leather boots stepping on the ground.

Legion of Hell.

Lu Xin saw the Hell Legion again, the strange power that he had almost suffered before.

They came in unison from the distant street, like a black river of human heads, much faster than before. Today's street was originally chaotic, but after my sister's spider web was woven, some of them The crazy people were hung in the air, and more people were frightened and ran back home. There were only a few injured people scattered on the road.

The legion of hell came striding forward, drowning these injured people in an instant.

My younger sister was also taken aback when she saw this army of hell from a distance, and subconsciously raised the spider web, because she knew how terrifying this army of hell was, and also knew that they were immune to mental pollution to a certain extent, and her own spider web Can't handle them.

But after she set off the spider web, she found that this army of hell didn't pay attention at all.

They rushed straight to the stadium, ignoring the vertical walls, and rushed up in unison.

"It's this damn thing again..."

Father was furious, a black shadow rolled over directly, collided with them in mid-air, and annihilated each other.

Lu Xin looked up at the embryo above the stadium.

He could feel that the thing in that embryo was getting stronger and stronger, and the connection with reality was getting deeper and deeper.

Knowing that is the point, I have no time to pay attention to the legion of hell.

However, after a casual glance, he suddenly turned his head again and stared at one place.

This time, because of the angle, he saw a person standing faintly behind the Hell Legion. The man was wearing the same black suit and black top hat, and his head was slightly lowered. The mental strength around him was trembling and lax. .

"Number Two..."

The moment Lu Xin saw this person, he froze slightly.

The person who wore the clothes of the Hell Legion and exuded that kind of strange fluctuation was the number two.

Regardless of appearance or mental radiation, they are exactly the same as No. 2.

The only difference is that their mental power fluctuates, which is very different from number two.

"Roar……"

When Lu Xin was thinking about this question, suddenly a shrill roar sounded.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw a monster, or a mass of flesh and blood, suddenly jumped out from the darkness. This jump seemed to be at least 100 meters away, and a monster was drawn in the air. The arc, and then landed around the stadium, swinging on the human-shaped spider web in mid-air, lying prone, pale face, looking at Lu Xin on the stadium with stern eyes.

"Clatter..."

The spider web was hit by a foreign object, and immediately rolled up, trying to engulf the person.

But this person suddenly had messy blood vessels and muscle tissue. The moment the person on the spider web came into contact with it, they were suddenly entangled by these things, and then pulled together. With that person as the center, a huge bloated body was quickly formed. monster.

The spider web seemed to have a big hole corroded by him.

"Another number two?"

Lu Xin was filled with an indescribable strange feeling.

Also at this moment, he suddenly sensed something and suddenly looked up.

Two hundred meters away, on the east side of the stadium, there is a tall building with more than 30 floors, which is much taller than the stadium.

Lu Xin looked up, and saw a thin shadow appearing on the edge of the tall building under the huge crimson moon. He was wearing a white loose hospital gown, standing quietly on the roof, holding Holding a glass cup, looking down.

When Lu Xin looked at him, he found that the glass in his hand suddenly turned into a red apple.

Blinking slightly, looking again, I found that the apple had turned into a glass cup again.

The most important thing is his face, which is also number two.

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"call……"

After seeing three number twos in a row, Lu Xin suddenly understood.

An indescribable sense of disgust welled up from the bottom of my heart: "What did this group of people do to No. 2..."