Red Moon Returns

Lin Qi lay quietly on the bed, with his hands crossed on his chest, his eyes closed and his head facing the sky, motionless as if he was asleep.

The unconscious city lord Jackson was lying on another bed. The two were not far apart. The bug that acted as a ventilator and the crystal that acted as a pacemaker were still working honestly, but there was one more thing on them.

The apple-sized human-faced fruit floated above the city lord's eyebrows, spinning slowly. The fruit's eyes were round, as if looking around.

Dr. Swain has left, and the work of dispensing drugs cannot stop. More than 8,000 lives are still waiting for her to protect. Eggs cannot be put in the same basket, and several preparations must be made at the same time.

The three ladies were guarding the bedside, which was, of course, the city lord's bed. Miss Diana checked the city lord's vital signs from time to time. Once there were signs of rapid weakening of vitality, someone would immediately call Dr. Swain back.

As for Lynch? Occasionally, there will still be people who take a peek and care, but only occasionally.

In fact, nothing happened to him. He was in a deep state of meditation. He was in this posture just because he thought it was cool~~

He's feeling a little uncomfortable mentally right now.

The pollution to the city lord's soul has already begun. The filthy influence ignores the boundaries of space and directly affects Lynch's spirit.

His special will resisted the erosion of filth tenaciously, making his soul like a boat moored in a safe harbor in a storm. It seemed to be in danger, but in fact it was as stable as a rock.

But a small amount of filth seeping into his will still had an impact, and various bizarre hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes from time to time.

Sometimes he travels around the world with a fat blue man carrying a pocket, sometimes he travels through space with a group of changing cars, sometimes he flies into the sky on a broomstick, and sometimes he listens to the handsome man with curly buns analyzing the case.

The illusion keeps switching between various familiar scenes, but most of them are still quietly bathed in the crimson moonlight, floating in the boundless red mist of the dreamland.

This is a sign that the mind is beginning to be disturbed by mysterious filth. Lynch is no stranger to this, but the hallucinations are too frequent, just like having countless nightmares in a night, causing the spirit to be too tired, even if he enters a deep meditative state to try to avoid the effect, big.

But the death he had committed had to be completed with tears in his eyes. Lin Qi could only lie there pitifully, quietly waiting for time to pass by.

Midnight is getting closer.

Suddenly, Miss Diana, who was beside the city lord's bed, looked solemn.

"here we go."

As they said that, several people looked at Lin Qi on the other side. Sure enough, Lin Qi's originally relaxed body had become tense. Invisible and mysterious power surged around him, and the whole room was gradually filled with invisible pressure.

here we go.

After waiting for more than an hour, but still unable to wait for these outsiders to come to die, Old Swain finally gave up his fantasy and activated the last step of the blood link. The life and soul of the city lord Jackson began to pass through the invisible but close connection between the blood. The connection, slowly but continuously, transfers to the other side.

It cannot be stopped or suppressed. Once it starts, both parties have no room to turn back. They can only go to the end, witness success, or admit failure.

"I'll inform Swain."

As the only stubborn person, the police officer knew that she could not help. She gave Lin Qi a solid look and turned around to leave, leaving the place to the two mystics. Their mission at this time was to stay by Lin Qi's side. , to ensure that his soul, which is fighting against the corruption of filth with all his strength, will not be swallowed easily.

Yes, the Human Face Fruit that symbolizes him has been conceptually fused with the city lord's soul. When the evil god's container extends along the blood link to devour the souls of his blood relatives, it can easily affect the almost undefended Lynch. The two of them are the last barriers in his life.

The two ladies held Lin Qi's hands, one on the left and the other on the right. They relaxed their bodies, gathered their wills, and slowly touched the sleeping hearts along the connection of the limbs. At the moment of contact, their hearts were shocked at the same time, and countless Fragments of weird images flooded into my mind.

High-rise buildings rising from the ground, steel eagles streaking across the sky, bright lights lighting up the night sky, and colorful neon lights.

All the scenes were unheard of, as if they should not appear in this world, which shocked the two of them, but what was even more shocking was the boundless red mist and the black shadow bathed in the crimson moonlight, expanding, contracting, and rolling, Distorted, formless, qualityless.

All the images just flashed by. The next moment, the two of them regained consciousness. My mysterious power enveloped Lynch's will, blocking him from the increasing pressure outside.

temporary.

boom.

The ward door was pushed open forcefully, and Dr. Swain and the police officer rushed in. The female doctor swept her eyes across the ward and immediately ran to the city lord. She looked at him deeply for a few seconds and then grabbed him. The bug living on the face was torn off along with the hose protruding from the abdomen, and then the crystal floating on the chest was taken back, leaving only a human face fruit floating on the top of the city lord's head.

"Continue to protect his consciousness."

Dr. Swain gave hurried instructions to Diana and Judy, and then raised his hand to point at the spinning human face fruit. Now that the other party has begun to devour it, there is no need to hang on to the city lord's breath anymore. The city lord's final mission is over, and the only time left is for the bayonet to disappear.

After all, the pollution is man-made, so the fruit and the city lord's soul must be maintained in a fusion state by external force at all times. This is Dr. Swen's task, so that the soul and life can be devoured by the enemy in a polluted state. Before the devouring is completed, it depends on the other two ladies to protect the sleeping male princess.

Officer Natalie's sword has been unsheathed, and she is guarding the door. Now is Lynch's most vulnerable time. Once something goes wrong, no one else will be fine, but Lynch is likely to be gone.

Therefore, her expression is so solemn that she is almost hideous, ready to deliver a fatal blow to possible intruders at any time, but her attention is all on the four people behind her, and she keeps praying to the Lord of Order in her heart.

"Pay attention, the main body devouring is about to begin, and success or failure depends on the last few seconds."

In front of the bed, Dr. Swen didn't care about anything else. He had already returned to the ghoul state, stimulating all his strength to control the fusion of the fruit and the soul, and the foreheads of the other two ladies were already covered with sweat, and the fingernails holding Lynch almost dug into the skin.

For a while, no one in the ward spoke, only the heavy breathing of several people came one after another.

Three seconds, two seconds, one second.

Snap.

The floating human-faced fruit fell, and quickly withered on the way, turning into a pile of flying ash. At the same time, the chest of the city lord Jackson stopped rising and falling, and he completely lost his vitality.

The next moment, Lynch sat up suddenly and looked at the four ladies.

Success, but, success?

The other party did swallow the polluted and twisted soul, but could it really destroy the other party's plan, make the other party suspend the next outbreak of the plague, and let the other party win enough time?

No one could predict it, so they could only wait for midnight to come and let the facts give the answer.

Ding, ding, ding.

The bell rang again.

Midnight has arrived.