Red Moon Returns

The bright light tore through the blockade of the thick fog, and the three people slowly walked out of the thick fog.

The horses dared not walk into the fog, so the four people had to choose to walk. Even though the red fog was full of strange and dangerous atmosphere, there were monsters chasing behind them, so the four people could only rush into the fog and try to find a glimmer of life.

It was better than being eliminated by the monster.

Luke walked in front with the torch of light in his hands, and the frequency of the shaking of the light column symbolized his nervous mood.

His wife Clara followed closely behind him, holding their daughter Nora, her face pale and trembling all over, and she dared not leave the range where she could see her husband's back.

Lynch held his cane and cruised around the family of three like a ghost.

At this moment, Lynch seemed to have returned to the time before he woke up in this world. After his death, he drifted aimlessly in the red fog for tens of millions of years, confused and ignorant, until the crimson moonlight enveloped him, and then there were long years of living side by side, bathing in the bloody moonlight every day, drifting in the world filled with red fog.

It's very similar to now.

Perhaps he has long been accustomed to this feeling. With the moonlight in his heart, Lynch has a clearer vision than the family of three.

Under his feet is a smooth asphalt road that extends all the way into the thick fog. Perhaps only God knows where it leads. Under the shoulders on both sides, there is a wilderness with even thicker fog. The wilderness is dark and can't be seen clearly from the road.

Luke's family doesn't know what is in the wilderness. Last time they went on an outing, they followed their consciousness and instinctively took this road. Although they have no memory of the process, they can be sure that they reached their goal along this road.

It's just that the wilderness can be seen clearly through the fog during the day. It's just barren gravel and gravel, nothing. However, when it's pitch black at night, the shadows in the fog seem to hide countless strange creatures, peeking at the light on the road, whispering maliciously.

The greatest fear comes from the unknown. Although they saw nothing, the family of three became more and more frightened as they walked, especially the parents, who were shaking severely, making Lynch worry that they might collapse at any time.

Or in fact, they have already collapsed.

"Ga~~"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded from behind, making the four of them sweat coldly at the same time. Lynch turned his head and looked at the sky. He could hear that the scream came from the sky.

The pursuers have arrived.

With the illumination of the bloody moonlight, Lynch barely penetrated the red fog and saw the sky behind him.

Six spliced ​​aliens broke through the air, riding pursuers on their bodies, led by the black fan girl. Their expressions could not be seen, but judging from the rifles in each of their hands, they should not be in a very happy mood.

"Bang."

The gunshots were heard while people were in the air.

The sound of bullets hitting the ground sounded not far away, and Lynch could even feel the slight sting of the flying gravel hitting his face.

Mrs. Clara screamed briefly, then pressed her mouth hard, and trembled and quickened her pace.

Luke looked back in horror and realized that he could not see anything except the fog. He could only keep his head down and continue to grope forward along the road. With the sound of nervous panting, the light beam in his hand shook more and more violently.

"Bang, bang, bang."

There was another burst of dense gunfire, and the ground in the fog was once again in turmoil.

"Be careful."

Luke, who was leading the way, suddenly screamed and threw his wife and daughter beside him. Then, with a scream, the three of them fell off the shoulder of the road and fell into the wilderness under the slope.

Damn, the fog seemed to have little effect on them.

Lynch fired two shots at the pursuers in the air, but the range of the pistol and the rifle was incomparable. The pursuers didn't even need to dodge, but just laughed mockingly, followed by another burst of dense gunfire. Lynch was worried about the family of three falling down, so he simply gritted his teeth and slid down the slope.

"Uncle, we are here."

The parents were a little dazed after the fall, but the little girl was not injured. She even climbed out of her mother's arms and waved to Lin Qi.

"Puff", Lin Qi landed on his feet and ran a few steps to run to the family of three. However, just after taking two steps, his feet suddenly softened and he fell directly beside the three people.

The real sense of softness under his feet, the touch of the ground was different from what he imagined, as if he stepped on something soft.

An ominous premonition arose in his heart, but before he could see clearly what he stepped on, a scream sounded from his ears, almost tearing Lin Qi's eardrum.

At this moment, Lin Qi also saw clearly what he stepped on.

Corpses.

Not just one, but countless corpses.

The wilderness under the shoulder of the road was covered with corpses, fresh corpses pressed on the old ones, one on top of another, spread endlessly in the wilderness, extending to the end of the vision.

Ugh.

It was so disgusting that Lynch almost vomited on the spot. The strong sense of horror hit Lynch's heart. Although he barely managed to keep his composure, his lips were trembling a little.

Besides, there were screams getting louder and louder in his ears.

That was Mrs. Clara's performance. Her face was blue, her expression was distorted, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be about to collapse at any time. Her husband, Mr. Luke, was a little better. At least he didn't scream so loudly, but he also collapsed on the corpse. He tried desperately to get up, but his limbs were weak and every attempt ended in failure. Only the little girl was still in a daze. She didn't seem to understand the horror of death. She curiously observed the corpses on the ground.

Bang, bang, bang, a few more shots came over, and the bullets shot into the corpses, making a strange sound of puffing.

The gunshot was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Mrs. Clara completely collapsed, screaming and holding her head to rush into the depths of the wilderness.

However, as soon as she took a step, she was kicked over by Lynch.

Before she could get up, Lynch took a step forward, grabbed her hair and forced her to face him, then quickly lit a cigarette and sprayed three consecutive puffs of smoke on Clara's face.

One pound, one pound, one pound.

Lynch didn't even care about the heartache, and used the soul-resurrection grass at the bottom of the box to make Clara, who was almost scared crazy, sober up a little, and took advantage of the gap between the rifle shooting to help the limp Luke up.

"Go back to the road quickly, it's too weird here."

What really made Lynch feel weird was not only this sea of ​​corpses, but the ubiquitous red fog.

The weird red fog floated from the distance of the wilderness, and was absorbed by the endless corpses as it floated. When it crossed the wilderness and floated towards the city, there was little fog left.

It was like using corpses to filter out filth. The problem was what to do with the filtered filth, because it would not disappear out of thin air.

We must not stay for long.

However, there was another gloating laugh in the air, as well as a burst of dense rifle fire, which made the four people stumble and almost fall into the pile of corpses again several times.

"Mr. Hunter, what should we do?"

Luke's expression was also a little distorted. Although the fog also interfered with the accuracy of the pursuers, a bullet still grazed his thigh and flew past, leaving a bleeding wound.

What should we do? I want to know too.

Is it a surprise, new, or stimulating?

"Blindfold, right now."

Lynch growled, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted to the pursuers in the air:

"Hey, I'm here."

Attracted by the sound, the pursuers and the flying mounts all looked at Lynch at the same time.

Then, a strong fire suddenly burst out in the darkness.

Flame oil, ignite.

Thick fog, darkness, and a sudden explosion of fireballs.

The drastic change in light caused the pursuers to exclaim, and the six mounts were like crazy, crashing wildly in the air. For a moment, the sky above the wilderness was in chaos.

"Hurry up and get on."

Lin Qi picked up Nara and pushed the couple back to the road. He no longer cared about being cautious and ran all the way along the road. It took a long time before the sound of flapping wings came from above, but there was no gunfire.

It seemed that this shake was enough for them.

"Mr. Hunter, we are almost there. I can feel it there..."

However, just as the joy appeared on Luke's face, a strange chanting sound suddenly came from the sky.

The content was incomprehensible, and the tone had a strange rhythm. Lin Qi could feel that there was a strange power hidden in the voice, gloomy and depressing, as if awakening the fear engraved in the depths of the soul.

The fear of death.

"Enough, your tricks have angered me, the game is over."

The monster girl in gorgeous clothes shouted angrily, and then the chanting in the air became louder and louder.

As the chanting continued, countless noises came from the wilderness on both sides of the road.

Low roars, groans, friction, footsteps...

Countless shadows climbed up the road from the darkness and dragged their bodies to surround the four people.

[Power, death, ability, corpse tide. ]

Mad, you can't afford to play, so you turn the table over, right? And they all control the power of death, why are yours so scary?

The corpses ran quite fast, which reminded Lynch of a certain legend and a certain world war. Thinking of the countless corpses piled up like a mountain below, Lynch felt creepy. Bang Bang, two balls of flame oil were thrown behind him, letting the flames engulf the road behind him, and then turned around and carried the little girl and ran.

Luke beside him suddenly screamed, followed the light and looked over, and found that in the time of being stunned, a corpse had already caught up nearby and had grabbed Mrs. Clara's hair. She screamed and struggled desperately, but she couldn't get away and was about to be engulfed by the corpse tide.

Bang, the equally thin Luke rushed forward, knocking the corpse away while protecting his wife with his body. He was scratched and clawed by the corpse that followed, and his shoulders and back were covered with blood. However, his efforts successfully held back the corpses around him, allowing Lynch to catch up in time and swing his cane to knock away several nearby ones.

"You guys go quickly, I'll follow."

Lynch stuffed his revolver into Luke's hand. Anyone who could save his wife at this time was qualified to take a gun.

Lynch himself was the last one to drag, swinging his cane in one hand and smashing a bottle of flame oil on the ground in the other hand, raising a friendly finger to the girl in fancy clothes in the air:

"You announce the start of the game, but it's not your turn to say when it ends. Did you ask me if you want to end the game?"

"Stupid outsider, you know nothing about humans." The fancy monster girl sneered and suddenly raised her voice, "Listen, people of the Helmu family, we are now accepting one person's repentance, washing your memory and letting you return to normal life. There is only one quota, so come back to our side first to get the quota."