Red Moon Returns

The crystal ball turned into countless fragments and scattered on the ground, and the mist that originally rotated slowly like a nebula cyclone appeared in the world.

It was a piece of blood-red mist, just like the blood mist that lingers all year round in a dreamland.

The center of the mist vortex is dark and deep, and it is unknown where it leads. However, it is obviously a very strange performance, but what is revealed in it is extremely powerful vitality, which makes everyone present come into contact with a majestic vitality and vitality. Just standing next to it makes me feel comfortable and energetic.

Needless to say, he knew what such a strong vitality meant. Lin Qi slowly closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Done!

There was a brief silence in the conference room, and then a burst of fierce applause suddenly broke out, just like the wave of applause in the launch center after the successful launch of the rocket in previous generations.

The only difference was that the expressions everyone looked at Lin Qi were more complex and unbelievable.

Especially the author of the secret magic circle, Kelvin, had an expression as if he had seen the evil god, no, he should have seen the main god. His face was full of disbelief: This man, he actually did it. Human beings are obviously so selfish, but they actually use these seemingly ordinary methods to successfully induce people to change their nature?

This is not Kelvin's own idea. In fact, almost everyone in this conference hall is thinking about the same idea. They have not systematically learned this knowledge. They may occasionally use similar methods based on experience, but they cannot I understand the reason for this result, so it feels quite amazing.

However, the applause only lasted for a few seconds and then ended abruptly, and everyone moved according to the planned plan.

Everything has just begun.

"Ready." Lynch took a deep breath, filled with fighting spirit, and pointed at Countess Hathaway, who was also in the conference hall. "Please inform the following to start controlling the magic circle."

The countess raised her skirt and bowed slightly, then gently closed her eyes. Five kilometers deep underground, the black cat wagging its tail lazily suddenly focused its eyes, and then became full of human color.

Black Cat was in the underground space where everyone was originally, but now the interior had changed drastically.

In the center is a giant bonfire. With the bonfire as the center of the circle, countless twisting and winding lines extend outward from the ground.

And if you zoom out further and look down into the underground, you will find that the entire Rhine City's five-kilometer-deep underground is already covered with excavated tunnels. The distribution of these tunnels is similar to the twisted lines on the ground around the bonfire. Completely consistent, and also centered on this bonfire.

If you continue to go up, you will find that directly above the bonfire is the newly broken crystal ball. From the bonfire to the crystal ball, or the current rotating vortex, an invisible line runs through it from top to bottom.

Eight grotesque apostles of evil gods were standing or sitting by the campfire. These lunatics, who were tempted by different evil gods, kept their sanity in unison at this time. They were all silent. When they saw the black cat, they raised their heads at the same time, staring at them with strange eyes. The same weird black cat.

"Sir Leviev actually... really succeeded." A human voice came from the cat's body, "We can start here."

The eight apostles nodded at the same time, and the beating flames made their faces look uncertain. It became even more weird in this environment. What was even weirder was that the apostle of Changgna Fangeng, who had an elephant head and a human body, took out a few coins directly from the void. A big bucket, as soon as the bucket appeared, the pungent smell of blood hit my face.

Six buckets of blood, human blood.

At least twenty liters, this is the only casting material needed.

The reason why mysteries are scary and why cultists are feared by people is not without reason. Their goals may be normal, but every one of their actions is evil and weird from the inside out.

The swollen girl with her face covered by a folding fan stood beside the bucket and murmured. The blood in the bucket began to rotate slowly, and then rose upward like water columns sucked up by a tornado, forming six blood columns. These blood columns were like the tentacles of the swollen girl. , described in detail along the lines of the secret array, and the complex lines were soaked in blood.

Judy, the apostle of Cthurgia, still looked like she was in a daze, wandering around the lines on the ground as if absentmindedly. As her footsteps reached, the blood in the lines quickly solidified, making the dark brown The bloody scab looked even more sinister in the firelight.

Blood is the best carrier of vitality. Using blood as a casting material is not a manifestation of evil, at least not entirely, but a necessary choice. Zhu Dituo did not simply dry the blood, but used scorching power to disperse the messy vitality originally contained in the blood, leaving only the purest concept of blood.

"Then, let's begin." The apostle of Hastur, the King in Yellow, dozens of tentacles stretched out from under the yellow robe of Manager West, while adjusting the texture of the ground until Judy completely let out the blood. After drying up, he withdrew his tentacles and said in a high-pitched aria, "Everything is ready. As the stage curtain opens, the greatest final act is about to take place."

"Well, let's get started."

The apostle of the snake father Ig with a body and a snake's tail stuck out his forked tongue and made a hissing sound in his mouth. Then, there was a slight vibration in the surroundings. That was Shudemeier and his children starting to move.

As the secret magic circle was activated, bursts of cold wind suddenly blew in the giant underground tunnels. At this time, the swollen girl had put away her fan, canceled her disguise, and restored her true body.

A monster that was swollen like a giant with dozens of tentacles all over its body. As the monster chanted in a low voice, the wind became colder and colder, as if it was the wind of death blowing from the Styx.

That was the wind of death, the power of death from the power of death. The wind of death quickly spread throughout the entire underground space.

Life and death are opposites, but they are also the unity of opposites. The stronger the breath of death, the more it will attract the power of life to gather, just like water will flow to the lower place.

So, attracted by the wind of death, more and more vitality rushed to the magic circle from all directions, accumulating more and more, making the underground space full of vitality.

Then...

Snap.

The polite apostle of Yog-Sothoth clapped his hands, and the life force that filled the entire underground space became thinner. Although it was still being replenished from the outside world, it could never recover the vibrant state just now.

The life force from the people of the city, attracted by the power of death and gathered by the giant magic circle, is being gathered to the small magic circle on the ground according to the two mystical principles of "isomorphic resonance" and "concentric transmission". It is carried by the dried blood in the twisted lines. As the life force accumulates more and more, the dried blood seems to burst into vitality.

At the same time, Judy has walked to the core of the bonfire and put her hands into the fire to make the flames more vigorous.

The flames have always burned upwards. In Lin Qi's hometown, there is a saying that fire is flaming up. This is to use this concept to evaporate the gathered life force upwards and enter the vortex directly above. The only thing missing now is a passage that runs through the top and bottom.

So, the passage came.