Chapter 113 The Authority of the "Moon"

The man with a red nose rushed to the safe in a few steps, and took out a radio receiver and a code book from the hidden compartment.

He squatted there, quickly translated the news of Charlie Lake's accident into a telegram, and began to send the telegram crackling.

In the house where the Lake Bookstore was located, the brown-skinned maid rolled up her sleeves and poured a bottle of indigo liquid onto her left arm.

The color of the skin there changed immediately, but under the indigo, strands of black awns stood out, like wandering nematodes.

These black lights quickly gathered a strange face the size of half a palm, with eyes as small as rice grains and a mouth as big as a saucer.

"Charlie Lake was in an accident." The maid said one word at a time to the face on her arm.

Every word she uttered seemed to take on a shape of its own, emerging as an indigo entity between her mouth and arms.

Immediately afterwards, the words that seemed to be written one after another were intertwined and wrapped in smoke of the same color.

At this time, the mouth of the strange face on the maid's arm opened a little bit, and inhaled the indigo smoke and words together.

All the abnormalities disappeared, and only the skin on the maid's arm hadn't returned to its original color.

And in the darkness outside the window, a small, ordinary bat flapped its wings, changed its static state, and flew to nowhere.

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On another street less than 500 meters away from Lake Bookstore, a restaurant that specializes in Southern Continent specialties is half empty.

Tiny bats flew out of the darkness and gathered together, emitting thick smoke.

The smoke and bats seemed to be just illusions, and they disappeared in an instant, leaving only the figure of a man in a tuxedo but without a corresponding hat.

This man was tall and thin, very tall and straight, with light hair, close to silver, and bright red eyes, like hiding blood. He was Mistral, Earl of the Blood Race.

He raised his left hand wearing the blue sapphire ring, touched the slightly exaggerated fancy bow tie, and looked down at the closed restaurant below.

"Both pieces of information were finally brought together here."

As soon as Mistral finished speaking, a figure was outlined opposite him, wearing a dark court dress, a small soft hat of the same color, light golden hair, blue eyes, and a white face, like the most exquisite puppet.

The trees on the street below suddenly swayed slightly, and the light of the gas street lamp flickered at the same time.

"A 'puppet'." Earl Mistral nodded slightly, acknowledging Sharon's identity and status.

Sharon didn't look at him, but looked at the second staircase of the restaurant

"There is a residual feeling of worshiping the 'Mother Tree of Desire'."

"Then there is no problem." Mistral turned around in mid-air, nodded towards the darkest area,

"Lord Nibais, please block this place."

An old and deep sigh followed, and a pair of wings covered with dark skin and covered with countless patterns and symbols suddenly stretched out from the darkness, getting bigger and wider, two or three In seconds, the surroundings are completely enveloped.

The restaurant suddenly fell into abnormal darkness, as if it had been moved away from the real world.

Mistral didn't hesitate any longer, and didn't directly attack, he took out a bronze box inlaid with many rubies, and took out something from it.

It was an eyeball-shaped transparent glass ball.

Then, Mistral, the blood count, twisted his expression slightly in pain, and let the glass ball fall from his finger and fall down.

The glass ball emitted a little light in the dark, and it seemed to be being attracted by some kind of constant adjustment in mid-air.

Eventually, it ended up in a room somewhere on the second floor of the restaurant.

The blazing and brilliant light erupted immediately, and it was as if a "sun" had risen in that room, illuminating everything and melting all the filth, corruption, evil, immortality and darkness rapidly.

"Huh..." Mistral, who had closed his eyes earlier, frowned suddenly, and made a doubtful voice.

He didn't feel any resistance in that restaurant!

Although Sharon's gaze had changed from looking down to looking up, her expression didn't change much, but her tightly bound pale blond hair seemed to shake less obviously.

After the "sun" rose, it quickly "set", and the blazing light was helplessly silent in the darkness.

Since this is something aimed at evil spirits, the house where the restaurant is located has not suffered any damage. Blood Count Mistral opened his eyes, looked at it for two seconds, then stretched out his right hand and grabbed it up.

The darkness above the restaurant instantly came to life, turning into illusory shackles that bound the entire roof.

In the creaking sound that made people's teeth sour, the roof was pulled up by the shackles and hung in the air.

Without this barrier, both Mistral himself and Sharon could clearly see the situation in the target room

A radio telegraph was placed on a square table covered with a tablecloth, and beside it was a translated message. In contrast, there were traces of scorched indigo on the ground;

On the other side of the room, there is an older piano with a brown stool that seems to have just been moved;

On the piano, there is a glass of red wine, soaking in it is a flesh-colored, sticky weird little man;

The rest of the furnishings and arrangements are just like normal people's houses, except that there are more herbal powders and essential oils splashed out.

This gave Sharon, who can directly obtain revelation from the spirit world, a vague idea.

People here just left!

Before she, Earl Mistral, and Marquis Nebais had time to respond, the red wine soaked in the flesh-colored villain exuded a bright light.

The light instantly expanded and became brighter, forming a seemingly huge "red moon" in the room.

The glow of the "Red Moon" dispelled the darkness in this area, giving the demigods who participated in the battle the feeling that they were on the ground and looking up at the sky.

Sharon's blue eyes seemed to froze for an instant, and her left hand was suddenly raised, flipped over lightly, revealing a dark red ornament held in her palm.

This ornament looks like a full moon, surrounded by scarlet gemstones one after another, with moon symbols and many mysterious symbols in the middle.

This is the "Crimson Moon Crown" obtained by Sharon with the help of Sherlock Moriarty. It continuously radiates a peaceful radiance, making the holder immune to the effects of the full moon.

However, the "red moon" in the restaurant is not just as simple as a full moon, it is closer to a blood moon, and even surpasses it. The indescribable spiritual power is thus bred, and the area isolated by Nibais's huge wings presents a demonic appearance. Strange, the feeling of deep silence, even if Sharon holds the "Crimson Moon Crown", she can still feel the evil thoughts in her heart expanding, and feel that there seems to be an unimaginable change brewing in her body.

She instinctively wanted to transform into an evil spirit and hide in things such as street trees and gas street lamps, but rationality stopped her impulse, because the "red moon" had no dead ends.

At this time, Mistral, the blood count, saw his stomach bulge little by little, and felt the pulse of life slowly condense inside, trying to take shape.

As an extraordinary creature who can use the power of the "moon", he has no additional preparations to eliminate the effect of the blood moon. He originally thought that he would be full of joy in facing such an environment and give full play to it. beyond his imagination.

He felt that if he continued to delay like this, he would give birth to a new life, an evil and terrifying life that didn't know where it came from.

The power of the "moon" itself includes reproduction and reproduction!

At the same time, white fine hairs grew densely on the pair of huge bat wings that covered the surroundings and created darkness, which was extremely terrifying.

Nibais snorted, and cracks appeared in the blockade of this area.

Emlyn White, who was a few streets away, was caressing the "Oath of Roses" ring inlaid with blue gemstones in boredom, when he suddenly gained the current sense of Earl Mistral, saw what he saw, heard the voice he heard.

Some of the feelings and thoughts belonging to Earl Mistral also entered Emlyn's mind after accumulating for a long time, causing him to sit up straight in fright, his expression distorted, and his stomach churned. An urge to vomit.

Klein's main body is hiding in the shadows outside the restaurant with the help of "squirming hunger", but the secret puppet he manipulates, Qona Skelg, has already lurked into the darkness created by Nibais, and uses " Twisting", bypassing the isolation, and maintaining the connection of the "spiritual body thread".

At this time, under the light of the illusory "red moon", he was shocked to find that the secret puppets that were dead in essence seemed to have a tendency to reproduce themselves!

And that new life must be the offspring of the "Mother Tree of Desire"!

This, this is similar to some of the performances of Lilith, the ancestor of the blood race in the myths and legends of the City of Silver, and the "primordial moon" mentioned by Emlyn... Sure enough, the "Mother Tree of Desire" has already grasped part of the "moon" authority, and will Its infection is extraordinarily evil, even more evil than before... Klein was about to switch positions with the secret puppet, enter the range illuminated by the red moon, and "teleport" away with Miss Sharron, when a sudden feeling rose in his heart. Unspeakable joy.

It was the joy of seeing a flower slowly blooming in my garden after a long dark night in the morning mist. It was the joy of leaving the metropolis and going to the suburbs to breathe the fresh air in the woods after the rain and witness the growth of mushrooms. The joy of life, that is the joy of the growth of all things and the birth of new life.

All the fine white hairs on the huge bat wings covering the surrounding area fell off, Earl Mistral's already slightly protruding stomach shrank back, Sharon's eyes seemed relaxed while holding the "Crimson Moon Crown" struggling Quite a lot.

Immediately afterwards, the "red moon" in the restaurant quickly dimmed, as if someone had sucked away a lot of its radiance.

Finally, the "Red Moon" disappeared and everything was back to normal.

Is this the Duke of Olmer from the Blood Race? Klein nodded thoughtfully, and continued to hide in the shadows.

Mistral restrained his angry expression, looked at the restaurant below, and said in a deep voice

"The target seems to be aware of it in advance..."

"Not too long in advance." Sharon gave her own answer based on the situation at the scene and the enlightenment she got from the spirit world.

A strange gleam appeared in Mistral's bright red eyes, and he observed and analyzed it for a few seconds before saying

"About the same time we came, the people here left, leaving behind that glass of red wine and that weird doll.

"This trap doesn't seem to be prepared, it's closer to a temporary arrangement..."

Having said that, Mistral looked at Sharon Road

"Why can they detect the danger in such a timely manner?"

Sharon's expression was calm, and her tone remained unchanged.

"It's not because of the 'Mother Tree of Desire'."

This evil god has not yet been able to infiltrate too much power into reality, and it is difficult to give early warning.

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