Red Moon Returns

The heart was beating violently, and there were messy lights and shadows floating in front of my eyes. The beeping sound in my ears was sharp and piercing, which made me almost crazy.

The whole vision was twisting and wriggling, and countless blood lines emerged from the edge, strangely crawling all over everything in my eyes.

Desperate wails, strange sinister smiles, painful screams, and various terrifying sound effects overlapped and echoed repeatedly in my ears.

The blood rushed wildly in the blood vessels, the whole body was hot, and the brain was in great pain.

However, there was nothing in front of me, or to be more precise, I saw something there, but in order to protect my will, my reason instinctively denied everything I saw.

Help, I didn't see anything.

This is the last line of defense of the soul. Once it is crossed, the will of mortals will face the existence of a higher position.

Witnessing the truth comes at a price, and no one can easily peek into the truth of this world.

The existence of gods is the truth of the world. Trying to forcibly peek with the will of mortals will only bring huge backlash, even if it is just a second-rate evil god.

But there is no way out. There is only advancement and no retreat. Success or death, that's all.

I appreciate the last good intention of instinct, but I refuse.

Lin Qi gritted his teeth, gathered all his will, kept his will clear, opened his eyes and looked forward.

The next moment, the chaotic light and shadow in front of him suddenly condensed, and his vision returned to normal.

This is a cracked underground canyon, bottomless, as if it leads directly to the center of the earth.

A giant sphere composed of dark green smoke is floating in the sky above the canyon, like a green sun, with mist steaming on the surface, like the scorching flames that erupt from time to time on the surface of the sun.

Around the green "sun", dozens of tentacles that are unknown hundreds or thousands of meters long extend out, twisting irregularly, and the surface of the tentacles is covered with protruding tumors, and tumors burst from time to time. Thick green smoke spurts out of the tumors, and soon merges into the tentacles in the opposite direction and returns to one.

In the middle of the ‘sun’, there is a big mouth that looks like a ghoul, but it is countless times bigger. Green liquid drips from this big mouth from time to time, and as soon as it drips, it turns into mist and is sucked back into the big mouth.

The whole image is quite blurry, and the details are completely unclear, just like the feeling when staring at the face of the Red Moon Memory Statue. The brain naturally gave the answer. This is just an image projected in the brain after being distorted by mortal cognition. It is the closest to the real falsehood and the limit of what mortals can understand.

The path of pursuing truth is the best place for wise men to be buried.

While the proverbs of this world flashed in my mind, the mental shock came as promised.

There was a sharp pain in the brain, and the soul seemed to be suddenly pulled out of the body. There was a burst of light and shadow in front of my eyes, and endless weird pictures were irresistibly stuffed into my mind.

Barren land, barbaric city, bloodthirsty creatures.

All creatures struggled to survive in the desolate world, like dying people grasping at straws, offering faith to the strange and twisted existence in the world, crawling at their feet in exchange for a trace of meager shelter.

Under the guidance of distortion, plunder and killing became the main theme of the city. For tens of millions of years, generation after generation, offering corpses to the greatest existence was the highest honor.

Until one day, the plague raged and countless people died, but it was like a festival for the city. Countless hideous monsters took the opportunity to rush to the surrounding cities. Cities with corpses snatched corpses, and cities without corpses created corpses and snatched them away. Sharp teeth and claws tore the flesh of aliens. Thousands of corpses piled up like mountains and were sent to the frozen temple to offer their loyalty to the greatest existence.

The carnival lasted for an unknown period of time. When the end came, the surrounding area was a wasteland, and there were no more creatures to plunder.

Finally, the city that lost everything sank into the ground, and the crazy and hideous residents turned into stone statues, buried deep underground with the city and the evil spirits, and sank with the whole world...

[Don't read, Lynch, don't look, stop, it's too dangerous, you will be assimilated by the memories of the past. ]

'I didn't want to read, I can't stop. '

[Hold your will! ]

The next moment, the cold moonlight lit up from the depths of his soul, and Lynch seemed to feel a pair of invisible arms, gently embracing him in his arms, as if he had returned to the happy years immersed in the moonlight. The sense of security filled his chaotic heart, and all the anxiety and fear instantly left. At the same time, a gentle voice appeared in his mind, calling back Lynch's reason:

[Wake up, Lynch. ]

'Are you holding me, neighbor? '

The gentle voice was silent for a moment, and Lynch suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind, as if someone kicked him in the back, making him fly directly out, creating a feeling of falling from a high altitude, and at the same time heard the last response in his mind:

[No, it's an illusion. ]

‘How to hit someone? ’

[You will thank me. ]

Bang, Lynch found himself back to reality, lying on the ground. When his brain regained consciousness and he opened his eyes, he was struck by lightning. His eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of surprise and shock.

At this moment, he was being pressed down by Miss Valente. He seemed to have struggled for a long time, and their clothes became messy, but Miss Valente didn't pay any attention to it. Instead, she took a deep puff of the cigarette, clumsily pried open her clenched teeth, and sent the thick smoke into his mouth.

Hmm? What did she do?

Lynch's mind was a little confused, his lips moved, and he took a puff subconsciously.

Hmm? What did I do?

Then their eyes met, and both bodies stopped all movements at the same time.

Including heartbeats.

A faint fragrance came through the nose, warm breath hit the face, and of course that...

It seemed a bit embarrassing, but I am the victim, why is her face getting redder and redder, and her eyes getting more and more angry, why are tears coming out? She is looking directly at the evil god, can you be serious.

All kinds of messy thoughts were turning in his mind, and Lynch felt a sharp pain in his lips. With a scream, his body was rolled continuously by Miss Valente and quickly left the edge of the canyon.

Yes, Lynch was at the edge of the canyon at this time, only one step away, and his body could already feel the coldness and chill emanating from the invisible green "sun", and even his soul seemed to be frozen. Fortunately, Miss Valente pressed it desperately, otherwise the immortal journey would have ended.

Now that they have woken up, the two of them left the dangerous place and distanced themselves from the canyon. Although this thing was in deep sleep and had no active reaction, the psychological pressure it brought was still quite terrifying. Thinking about the danger just now, Lynch couldn't help but sweat.

Look directly at the evil god, understand the evil god, and finally become the evil god. The price of forcibly peeping at the truth is often to become a part of the truth.

Miss Valente supported it, but Lynch's inspiration was too high. At a glance, he peeped into the ancient memories. Under the inspiration of the truth, he instinctively walked towards the evil god and wanted to merge with it.

Miss Valente didn't know such a complicated inside story. She instinctively thought that Lynch was eroded by filth, and lit the soul-returning grass on the spot to save his life.

Although the medicine was completely useless, Lynch was still quite moved. He subconsciously glanced at Miss Valente opposite him, especially at her two wet lips.

The next moment, two small orange bottles appeared in Miss Valente's hands. The noble lady's expression was more ferocious than the ghoul, with red eyes, looking like she was going to eat people.

"Calm down, the enemy is still there." Lynch pointed at the giant sun that was floating up and down, "Get ready, try to attack first."

Glancing at Lynch with a glare, Miss Valente threw the bottle at the green light ball viciously. With Lynch's experience of missing the whip just now, the attack should not wake it up.

But similarly, based on the same experience, it seems that the attack will not have any effect at all.

What about this time? Will there be any changes?

Not bothering to recall the strange experience just now, the two of them stared at the bottles in the air nervously, watching them fall to the surface of the green 'sun'.

I modified a few sentences and reposted it, it should be fine. What a pity.