Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 448 The Primordial Moon in Action

On the north bank of the Pas Valley, near the riverside of Impas City.

Tucker looked at the shabby rag doll in his hand and was slightly stunned. The original floral skirt on the rag doll had turned gray and black at some point.

He murmured in confusion: "How come it's so fast? It shouldn't be?"

He could even feel that the rag doll he was holding was a little wet, as if he could squeeze out a pool of dark liquid just by squeezing it hard.

There was a tooth-aching squeaking sound that was constantly echoing in his ears, like the squeaking sound caused by metal friction. However, within a few breaths, the Headless Horseman, who originally had only gurgling black viscous liquid coming out of the broken neck, underwent more changes. , one large and two small cracks opened again between his chest and abdomen, as if a twisted and ferocious face appeared.

Martina frowned slightly, quickly reacted and reminded:

"There is a problem in this area. Some unknown influence has accelerated 1-92's awakening."

"You guys step back, he's about to lose control."

While speaking, she took out a handful of black seeds the size of fingernails from her clergyman's robes painted with ears of wheat, flowers, and clear springs, and threw them around the Headless Horseman.

As soon as the seeds hit the ground, they took root and sprouted, growing rapidly.

Thick green vines with strange patterns on the surface sprang up from all directions, giving off a dreamy feeling. They quickly bloomed into palm-sized pale yellow flowers, spewing out pollen that could make people sleep.

The patterns on these vines shine with a dim and strange light, and they are connected together, creating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere around them.

Pa~pa~

The crisp sound of clapping echoed in the quiet surroundings, and Tucker and Dennis immediately looked warily at the river aside.

A figure in a dark robe stepped onto the river under the fading sunset and the crimson moon that had emerged. Under his feet, the river seemed to come to life, holding him up affectionately, with a reddish glow. The waves brushed against the instep of his feet.

Standing on the shore, Martina looked at each other calmly, and then she murmured:

"Crazy Thorik, who claims to be the favored one of the original moon, led a group of half-human and half-monster things towards the so-called glorious evolution, causing countless tragedies, and hundreds of people died directly or indirectly because of you. "

"Oh, this is not a claim, but a fact."

Thorik chuckled and corrected Martina's words, and then he said to himself:

"A total of 2,031 people have died because of me over the years, but their sacrifices were all great. The death of a few people can bring benefits to the majority of people. Not all major churches agree with this." concept?”

"Human beings are creatures full of flaws. Only through continuous evolution can we improve ourselves, such as becoming extraordinary, but the number of potions is limited, and most of the potion pathways are still controlled by those false gods."

"To this end, I must develop an evolutionary path that is different from potions, so that humans can become perfect creatures. All sacrifices before that are necessary."

"What an unreasonable madman." Tucker glared at the figure that appeared on the river, and cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth.

Martina looked at Thorik who was slowly approaching on the river, and said in a heavy tone:

"Be prepared to fight and give up 1-92 if necessary."

"Give up? But this is an extremely dangerous first-level sealed object. It doesn't even need to be fully awakened. It can easily destroy all life nearby."

Dennis' tone seemed a little urgent, and the veins in his hands holding the giant sword were prominent.

"For us, 1-92, who has fully awakened, is also a combat power. Although it is uncontrollable, he can completely contain a combat power close to that of an angel."

While speaking, Martina's rolled-up hair fell down like a waterfall, glowing with green luster and full of vitality.

The figure of Thorik, who was walking slowly on the river, suddenly stopped, and even the surging river water around him became still, as if it was a frozen scene.

"Heh, it came so fast!" Thorik muttered expressionlessly.

His body exploded instantly and was completely destroyed. Pieces of scarlet were scattered on the river, causing waves of water to splash.

".This?" Tucker looked at this sudden scene with some confusion, and then turned to look at Martina behind him.

"The vampires are here."

Martina murmured in a low voice, and green vines sprang out at her feet, swarming into the river.

The dusk that had not completely disappeared was suddenly replaced by the full moon. The crimson moonlight enveloped the entire Pas Valley area, and a series of changes such as spiritual growth, enhanced inspiration, and stronger death appeared around it.

Under the shade of a tree on the other side of the river, the figures of Renekton and Bells, who had lost his left eye, quietly emerged. He glanced sideways at Bells, who was called the "Scarlet Eye", and probably understood his title. How did it come about?

Bales glanced sideways at Renekton with his remaining right eye, and said in a somewhat suspicious tone:

"Humph, you seem to be thinking of something very rude."

Renekton smiled lightly, did not answer his words, and instead said:

"The full moon covers a wide area. Is this the Duke of Full Moon taking action?"

"Of course not. Grand Duke 'Full Moon' will not take action easily. This is the effect created by a very important magical item within our vampire clan. It is temporarily in charge of Matthew." "The appearance of the full moon means that they have reached an agreement with The minions of the Primeval Moon are at hand."

Bells raised his chin slightly and said calmly and proudly.

Renekton nodded slightly and did not continue to speak. The full moon only has positive benefits for the believers of the original moon, and has no negative effects, so this cannot be a method used by the vampires to deal with them. What is it covering up? Or are you conveying information?

While his thoughts were floating, his inspiration was suddenly touched. His figure flashed and appeared above the river in an instant. He was still dragging handfuls of ancient style in his hand. From the tip to the handle, they were burning one after another, little by little. Another bloody dark red spear.

Below the river, a huge red ball of flesh sewn together from countless limbs, pieces of flesh, and souls was dragged out of the water by thick green vines.

There are many large and small hands, feet, and heads of different colors on the meat ball twisting, just like the legs of land bugs, densely packed. Even if he doesn't have trypophobia, Renekton feels a little psychologically uncomfortable looking at this picture. .

Without hesitation, he directly threw the dark red spear in his hand, which turned into a dark red stream of light in the air and fell straight down, sinking into the huge meat ball.

A wide, deep hole appeared in the meat ball. The twisted and squirming limbs and head on the huge meat ball froze for a moment, and then spread out like boneless minced meat. As the river flowed and swayed wantonly, Even those thick vines can no longer restrain it.

With a clang, a bright white light suddenly appeared where Renekton had been just now, and even the void seemed to be cut by this light, making a squeaking and harsh sound.

Renekton's figure seemed to not exist, and was not affected in the slightest. He chuckled and looked to the side of the other side of the river, pursing his lips slightly and saying silently:

"I saw you!"

The next moment, his figure instantly became transparent, like a statue made of countless starlights. The statue immediately shattered and turned into dots of starlight, surging into the spiritual world.

"He went so fast." Bells, who stayed in place, sneered. The flesh and blood at his left eye had begun to squirm and recover.

call out!call out!call out!

The sound of several thin objects cutting through the air was heard, and almost at the same moment, three long blood-red arrows were inserted into his heart, forehead and neck respectively.

The long arrow sank into Bells' body, and his body flew out instantly without any blood flowing out. His figure quickly became thinner and brittle in mid-air, and finally turned into a paper man that seemed to be condensed into crimson moonlight, and quickly broken.

The next moment, his body solidified in another direction, and a group of vampire bats between reality and illusion poured out from all directions and pounced towards him.

"Hmph! What a boring trick."

Humming softly, Bells took a step forward, and thick black mist poured out from behind him. At the same time, the surrounding shadows and darkness quickly squirmed, condensing into illusory but solid black shackles, intertwining into an exaggerated picture in mid-air. The giant black net traps all the bats.

Then he took out a bottle of light golden potion from his coat pocket, paid some attention to his spirituality and threw it into the air.

Wow!

The sound of broken glass was heard instantly, and the pale golden liquid quickly burst into flames, emitting a violent but non-irritating golden light. This light flowed around like water.

As soon as the vampire bats caught in the net touched the light, they let out a shrill scream, and a burst of green smoke rose from their bodies and gradually disappeared.

Bells' movements did not stop at all. The thick black mist condensed into a pair of illusory bat wings behind him, briefly giving him the ability to fly. As the huge bat wings waved, his body instantly turned into an afterimage and disappeared in the original place. land.

The next moment, his figure suddenly appeared on a treetop, his hands were clenched into claws, and his nails grew an extra section with mysterious symbols and patterns. The two vampire bats hiding on the treetop wanted to flap their wings and escape, but they failed. One by one with his claws, they were torn apart.

On the other side of the river, after seeing Renekton's figure disappear, Martina decisively controlled the dark green vines surrounding the Headless Horseman, and threw the briefly controlled Headless Horseman into the river.

After doing all this, she turned her head and looked at Tal and Dennis, who were concentrating on alert, and said:

"You first cooperate with the vampires to clear out those primitive moon believers who have appeared. I will stay and monitor 1-92 to prevent it from attacking indiscriminately and solve the problem here."

"Yes, Your Excellency Martina!" "No problem!"

Tucker and Dennis responded at the same time, then turned and headed towards the place where the crimson moonlight was most intense.

Martina glanced at the direction they were leaving, and then walked straight towards the other side of the river. Under her feet, thick green vines emerged from the ground, like long green bridges, easily lifting her body towards the river. Approach the other side of the river.

Ho~ho~ho~

At her feet, a huge mass of flesh composed of various limbs and heads uttered chaotic hoarse meaningless syllables.

These sounds are like broadcasts that are constantly being tuned, looking for the right rhythm, trying to establish contact with the unknown existence.

Without the restraints of the vines, a patch of flesh began to occupy the entire river surface, and continued to spread upstream and downstream.

This situation did not last long. The river suddenly turned into a bottomless blackness, as if even light could be swallowed up. The pieces of flesh floating on the surface of the river also became distorted and gradually lost their color.

The head growing on the piece of meat became dull, and the constantly shaking limbs gradually became stiff, like rusty machinery. At the same time, a dark and viscous liquid was secreted from the folds of the piece of meat.

Depravity, madness and mutation filled the river.

Martina didn't care about the changes in the river below her feet. After she controlled the green vines to send herself to the other side of the river, her body suddenly swelled, and the hair on her body continued to grow thicker. Thick brown short hairs grew out of the originally smooth skin. hair.

In an instant, her body had swelled into a terrifying giant bear that was five or six meters tall.

(End of this chapter)