Since The Red Moon Appeared

"Any other abilities?"

Lu Xin walked along the street, smiled kindly, and asked softly:

"I can feel that these are not your real abilities, so what exactly are your abilities?"

When he asked this question, the god who had been chased all the way in the laboratory before the end of the street was looking at it indifferently.

Of the six eyes, four were confused, and the other two were staring at him.

Under his feet, a piece of wriggling and swollen flesh was like a sea of ​​viscous blood.

In front of him, three things similar to "pupa" hung down.

These three "pupas" were hung by thin blood threads, hanging from the top of the street and hanging in the air.

The two "pupas" have been broken open, and a third "pupa" is left at this time.

Judging from what I have encountered along the way, the two "chrysalis" are the demons and infants in the hell team. These two monsters should have been killed by the capable people in the central city, but their Power, but appeared on the body of this monster.

Lu Xin thought to himself, this should be a part of the final experiment?

Transplant other abilities to this monster?

Besides the demon and the baby, what else?

...Can't remember, maybe not?

...

As Lu Xin's footsteps moved forward, he saw the third "pupa" and heard a slight "click".

That "pupa" also burst.

A table knife protruded from the inside of the "pupa" and cut open the coat of flesh and blood.

Then, Little Nineteen, with black hair hanging down and wearing a small white skirt, got out of that "pupa".

In the next moment, more Little Nineteens emerged from the flesh and blood. Some of them appeared in the empty windows on both sides, some came out of the wriggling flesh, some came out of the ground, and some came out of the ground. From the mid-air, it slowly fell down.

A dozen or so Little Nineteen surrounded Lu Xin.

Each one holds a knife in his hand, his head and limbs hang down, and the thick scars are obvious, like puppets one by one.

Lu Xin stopped slightly, looked up, and said softly, "Little Nineteen, I finally found you."

...

The first time he hugged Little Nineteen, he knew that he was not holding Little Nineteen.

It should be a kind of spiritual transformation of people.

But now, the real Little Nineteen has finally been found.

"Gluck cluck..."

There was a sound when the wood joints collided, forming a piece.

All the Little Nineteen looked up at Lu Xin at this time, their eyes empty and absent-minded.

Lu Xin continued to walk forward, his voice as patient as possible: "Be obedient, will you go back with me?"

"I'm not very good at coaxing children, but I know that you must have had a very bad and painful life these past few years."

"so……"

"..."

"Shh!"

When Lu Xin took the second step, a little nineteen by his side suddenly rushed forward with a strange figure.

The sharp knife slashed to Lu Xin's neck in an instant.

Lu Xin's shoulders collapsed suddenly, and his neck crooked to one side as if it was broken.

At the same time, his hand was drawn out, piercing the body of Little Nineteen.

This little nineteen's body seemed to be obstructed by the parts, and after a few stagnant movements, he tilted his head.

Lu Xin continued to walk forward and said, "...I'll take you home!"

"Giggle cluck..."

The sound of the surrounding joints twisting suddenly became one, and all the Little Nineteen rushed towards Lu Xin at the same time.

The knife in his hand drew a staggered cold light, and countless small white skirts danced in the air.

A silk thread invisible to the naked eye has been intertwined on the entire street in an instant.

Lu Xin let out a low sigh and said, "Sister!"

His body instantly became as if there were no bones, and he threw forward quickly.

In the interlacing of those invisible threads, the space is divided into small pieces one by one.

No one can pass through this small square.

But Lu Xin seems to have broken these common senses. His body is moving quickly, making one after another that is not in line with human common sense, but from a certain angle, it has a strange beauty. Fast through a thread.

Using this method, he avoided the attacks of more than a dozen Little Nineteen, and suddenly appeared in front of the innermost Little Nineteen.

That little nineteen raised the knife in his hand expressionlessly.

She looked blankly at Lu Xin, who was walking towards her, as if she didn't know whether to stab him or not.

Lu Xin showed her a warm smile, then squatted down, ignoring the knife, and took her into his arms.

"laugh"

The knife was inserted into Lu Xin's chest, ten centimeters deep into the meat.

The smile on Lu Xin's face didn't change at all, and he continued to hold Xiao Nineteen deeply into his arms.

The knife is therefore inserted deeper.

There was a cold pain in the chest.

However, Lu Xin felt that the void was being filled, which made him happy instead.

Blood ran along the blade and splashed onto Little Nineteen's face.

A strange emotion suddenly appeared in Xiao Jiu's empty eyes, and his small body seemed to suddenly stiffen.

"Little Nineteen..."

Lu Xin's hand pressed the struggling little Nineteen's small head, which was shaking vigorously, and slowly stroked the back of her head, softly, in a tone of worry that would scare her, and whispered in her ear : "Don't be afraid anymore, I have already thought of you."

"sorry."

"I shouldn't have forgotten you for so long, let alone that I once... killed you."

"You're afraid of me and think I'm a big monster... it doesn't matter."

"..."

"Big monster..."

Little Nineteen, who had an indifferent expression, seemed to be evoked by these three words.

She was struggling, but her movements slowly stopped.

Not only did she stop, but behind Lu Xin, the dozen or so were flying in different positions in the air, and the little nineteen who slid towards Lu Xin along a certain silk thread also suddenly stopped, their faces At the same time, he showed that confused and empty look.

From all angles, they watched Lu Xin hold himself in his arms, as if recalling various memories.

Some seem to recall the memory of Lu Xin pushing himself into a corner in front of the building.

Some seem to recall more terrible things...

In the empty eyes, there seems to be a layer of fog that is slowly appearing.

"sell……"

There was a hollow and empty voice.

The monster in the back stretched out endless blood threads, like colorful nerve tissue and blood vessels.

A large part of these bloodshots are connected with the bloodshots on Xiao Nineteen's body.

At this time, more bloodshots crawled against the ground and walls, rushing towards Little Nineteen. At the same time, it seemed that some kind of will was instilled into Little Nineteen's body, which made Little Nineteen's body tremble slightly. , the madness in his eyes emerged.

"laugh……"

Lu Xin exhaled softly, hugged Little Nineteen even harder, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

On Little Nineteen's face, the madness receded, and the confused look reappeared.

Madness and indifference quickly alternated and changed on his face.

Little Nineteen obviously has an obvious connection with the monster called "God".

In other words, she has been under the influence of that "god".

This effect, naturally, can also be said to be a kind of pollution.

Lu Xin didn't know how to cut off this pollution, but all he could do was hug Little Nineteen.

Not long ago, Chen Jing said to herself a concept called "reverse pollution".

I have also learned about the concept and nature of pollution in the primary training course for capable people.

Ordinary people are also polluted.

Laughing, crying, or even an unconscious movement can be pollution.

Then, the only thing he is praying for now is to hope that his arms can "contaminate" Little Nineteen.

At the same time, the shadow under his feet spread out.

At such a close distance, there is no reason to let that "god" be there.

...

"You'll endure too? Hug too?"

When the monster pushed Little Nineteen, it had a face on its chest and was shouting hideously.

"Is this level of power for a child like you to play?"

Zhao Shiming seems to have lost himself at this time. At the very least, his voice has lost his previous sanity, and is getting closer and closer to madness. Even his voice is no longer like himself at all. Drenched in madness:

"I shouldn't have wasted so much time with you just now..."

"But now, I finally understand, and finally know, what is the real power of God..."

"..."

"Buzzing..."

When he shouted loudly, Lu Xin didn't say anything, but his eyes were cold and he suddenly looked at it.

At this moment, the shadow under Lu Xin's feet suddenly elongated and rushed towards the monster.

"Shhh..."

This time, "God" responded faster, and the six eyes blinked at the same time, releasing a mental shock once again.

The impact of spiritual power and the shadow collided again, cutting the ground horizontally with deep scratches.

However, it seems to be because the shadow has broken through a mental shock before and remembered its characteristics. The speed of the shadow breakthrough this time is much faster than before, like fine black particle sawtooth, fast cutting and polishing, The distorted air that represented the mental shock was consumed layer by layer, and in a short time, there was only about one meter left from the "God".

The "God" seemed to be flustered, or roared.

Countless blood threads suddenly popped out of his body, like dense, sticky threads, and got into the surrounding spaces.

In places that are invisible to the naked eye, no one knows how many threads of this kind remain and how deep they are drilled.

This thread is like the roots of a tree.

"Kickkick..."

As those silk threads stretched out, there was suddenly the sound of squeezing when a thick, sticky object covered the building.

"Crash", the old building shattered, and blood-colored pieces of flesh poured out.

These pieces of meat have been connected with those fine blood threads, and they are rushing in like living creatures, merging with "God".

This is just the beginning.

In all directions, there are such huge pieces of meat gathered.

...

If you pull the angle of view into the air, you will see that this has become a city wriggling with the tentacles of countless monsters.

In the shadows of every street, in the abandoned houses, there are a lot of strange, indescribable flesh and blood moving fast.

Wherever they passed, one building after another collapsed, toppled, and raised countless dust.

The entire abandoned city is full of flesh and blood crawling.

This abandoned city seemed to come alive in this way.

zizi.

Substances like blood vessels and nerves covered the surface of the building like plants, and finally connected with monsters.

The whole city, all the monsters, are gradually becoming a whole.

In other words, they were originally a whole, just waiting for this "heart" to come.

"Crash..."

As the flesh and blood gradually gathered, the spiritual impact of the monster became stronger and stronger, instantly pushing the shadow three meters away.

At the same time, the body of "God" was gradually raised.

The gathering of countless flesh and blood, like a pedestal, lifted his body to the highest place in the entire city.

Zhao Shiming's face has disappeared, or in other words, completely melted.

That "God" had only an indifferent face, looking down at the ruined city under the crooked red moon.

In other words, looking down at its feet, little Lu Xin.

"Om..."

In the next moment, the six eyes of "God" blinked at the same time, and wave after wave of mental shocks followed like never exhausted. The shadow under Lu Xin's feet was not only pushed back to Lu Xin's side immediately. , the impact that seemed to be substantial, even spread directly to Lu Xin's body, and the ground was swept up with layers of mud and sand, hitting Lu Xin like a bullet.

"Clap clap clap..."

A distorted force field appeared beside Lu Xin, and the small stone bullets splashed in all directions.

But the next moment, "God" suddenly had countless tentacles extending out from his body, instantly entangling the tall buildings on both sides.

Boom!

Shrinking and tightening like a snake's body, these buildings and high-rise buildings that have been strong for thirty years are strangled into the shape of a waist gourd, and then smashed towards the middle, with uneven sections and twisted and sharp steel stubble, Directly inserted into Lu Xin's body.

Mud, stone and construction waste rolled down, filling the street directly.

Lu Xin's figure has been completely obscured, let alone whether it has been crushed into flesh by these buildings.

But he wasn't satisfied, the giant python-like tentacles entangled further afield.

Houses and buildings were pulled over by it, smashing heavily into the center of the street and filling the ground.

And this seems to make it feel the lack of power.

As a result, the flesh and blood that merged with it simultaneously extended out blood vessel-shaped monsters, silky like snakes, rushing towards the outer city, where more than 100,000 refugees were living. can be regarded as ready-made "materials".

In other words, these refugees were originally the materials prepared by the high table.

This is the power that truly belongs to "God".

Contaminate and control the entire city with a powerful and unstoppable aura.

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