Evening Bell Church.

Chapter 649
Randall looked at the moon in the sky, with a little obsession on his book-scented face. He liked the three moons in the sky, and he thought these three moons were full of poetry.

The press conference of his new collection of poems the day before yesterday was very successful. The new poem praising the March Church received unprecedented response, and his reputation was widely spread in Ocean City.

"The taste of that glass of blood wine is really delicious." Randall recalled the delicious blood wine, his face was full of intoxication for blood wine.

It was late at night, and his wife Jenny hadn't come back yet.

Jenny is a bishop of the Healing Church and is deeply loved in Ocean City. It is the greatest honor and pride in his life to marry such a beautiful bishop as his wife.

But Jenny has been a little too busy recently. It seems that a special disease has appeared in the urban area, and many people have been quarantined.

As a bishop, Jenny must also work overtime to treat those patients.

Because of this, Jenny did not attend her new book conference.

Although he understood in his heart, Randall still felt dissatisfied.

Taking a sip of the blood wine comfortably, Randall's eyes shone brightly.

He seems to be a night owl by nature, listless during the day and more energetic than anyone else at night.

Even his poetry collections are all inspired by night.

He’s already working on his next collection of poetry now, and the core hit, The King of Souls, already has a framework he’s happy with.

He said:

Death is the beginning of the soul,

The soul is the sublimation of life.

He said:

All intelligent beings in the world, listen to the voice of your omnipotent and omniscient king, and prostrate yourself on the ground to feel the peace after death.

I am the king who controls the soul, the one who inherits the destiny.

to redeem the soul,
To appease the ghosts,
To give relief to the dead,
Give death to the defiled.

I am the one who purifies the world,
guide of the dead,
pacifier of evil spirits,
liberator of ghosts,
comforter of souls,
Soul Suppressor of Ghosts,
guide to the underworld,
The king who holds the death knell.

Looking down at the beautiful fonts and majestic verses on the lace notebook, Randall felt very happy and proud.

"I'm really a genius. I haven't seen any gods, but I can write such a real and majestic poem. Haha, after I read it myself, I feel as if I have witnessed a certain great god at some point, and I have done it to him. praise, and won His satisfaction."

Ooooooo!
While meditating, a sharp and piercing cry came from outside the window, and Randall's face changed slightly.

He heard from Jenny that there are many scary monsters hidden in the city recently, so don't go out at night.

"I hope this god can punish and purify these hateful monsters." Randall said, taking a sip of blood wine, and fell into intoxication again.

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The violent panting was accompanied by the pungent bloody smell slowly subsiding, as if Su Ge's body was longing for blood, and the body was satisfied only after the bloody smell filled his lungs with his breath.

Swallowing, Su Ge no longer cared about the cleanliness of his body as before. He squeezed the handle of the knife that was sticky due to blood, squatted down and carefully looked at the old man's body.

The old man's appearance and body structure are still human, but his spirit has mutated just now.

The bloodthirsty desire burst out, suppressing his rationality and stimulating his bestiality, making him only one step away from becoming a real monster.

Pulling open the old man's blood-stained lips, the teeth inside were completely rotted and decayed due to drinking blood wine for a long time, and he lost the ability to chew food.

"This world has been completely polluted by blood." Su Ge stood up slowly.

He knew the dangers of blood stains a long time ago, and even said more than once that blood wine would cause the entire world to collapse.

Today, the prediction has become a reality.

Su Ge turned his head to look at the crowded village, and then at the healthy young man who was hacked to death: "It means that this village has been completely polluted by blood addiction, and this kind of strong young man who does not drink blood wine has become a They found a different kind, so they were tied up here and killed."

Thinking of this, Su Ge shuddered, but he couldn't just ignore it.

One's own original intention and self's original decision are the core of Su Ge's inner belief.

If he deviates from his original will, then there is no difference between himself and the Blood Moon Saints.

As Su Ge said with others before: It has nothing to do with winning or losing, it's only about your original commitment.

"Such blood addicts will only hurt more normal people. Those normal people must be rescued before the blood addiction expands. Even saving one person is fulfilling his promise." Su Ge squeezed the hatchet in his hand, Turn around and walk towards the village.

As soon as he turned around, the old man who had died on the ground suddenly seemed to be a corpse. His bloody hand grabbed Su Ge's ankle, and the blood-red eyes stared at Su Ge with a strange and terrifying cry on the head drooping around his neck. Voice: "You butcher! You alien! My soul, my blood will curse you. You will bear my curse, resentment and blood, and finally you will drown in our blood!"

Facing this weird, horror scene comparable to a ghost movie, Su Ge calmed down and said five words with firm eyes: "I have awakened a long time ago."

The old man didn't respond because he was already dead.

However, although the person died, the matter did not end.

Under Su Ge's gaze, he saw a terrifying red ghost rushing into his body waving its sharp claws.

Afterwards, Su Ge felt very uncomfortable, and at the same time his mouth was dry. When his eyes saw the blood on the ground, Su Ge felt his throat itchy, and he felt an instant desire for blood.

He looked down at the palm of his hand holding the knife, and the skin on the back of his hand suddenly had some ulcers.

The festering shape can faintly see the appearance of the evil ghost that the old man just turned into.

As the old man said, Su Ge has already been burdened with his curse, resentment, and blood.

The constant pain from the festering skin, and the body's thirst for blood disturbed Suge.

Things have just begun, and they have already entered the most difficult stage.

Difficult to move his eyes away from the blood of the corpse, Su Ge turned to look at the village, where there were already bursts of screams, mixed with horrified screams and crazy laughter.

Taking extremely firm steps, Su Ge cautiously headed to the village.

"Whether it's a curse or blood, it's all caused by my Suge's hand, my ability, and my will. As long as it belongs to me, whether it's a curse or knowledge, I will gladly accept it, because it is my I have existed, I have struggled, and the traces of my hard work, this is everything that belongs to me, and no longer belongs to others!"

Thinking in my heart, Su Ge's will, Su Ge's eyes are indestructible.

I touched carefully from the edge of the village, and just approached the village, I saw a few villagers holding torches leading their dogs slowly forward.

At this time, the screams in the village were even louder, and Su Ge could faintly feel a heat wave, as if somewhere in the middle of the village had started to burn.

The four villagers who went there plus a dog, Su Ge is completely unsure of how to deal with these four villagers.

He could only carefully circumvent the outer circle of the village, and run in between two seemingly uninhabited houses.

In front of the two houses was a muddy dirt road, and there was an old carriage thrown there in front of it, and sporadic blood was everywhere on the ground.

Seeing the blood on the ground, Su Ge's throat began to squirm again, and the urge to lie on the ground and lick it continued to come.

Right here, there was a sudden scream from the side.

Su Ge leaned out slightly to look over, and saw a little girl in red clothes holding a black doll running with horror on her face.

Behind her was a strong man with a shovel chasing him.

Su Ge glanced at the strong man.

This strong man stumbled and seemed to be drinking too much.

His eyes gleamed scarlet, and his face, mouth, and hands were covered with blood.

The distorted expression under the blood stared at the little girl and shouted: "Fresh blood! Fresh blood! Sweet blood!"

Seeing this scene, Su Ge squeezed the handle of the knife tightly. After checking that there was no one else around, he rushed out, grabbed the little girl's arm, and pulled her into the alley in shock.

Two seconds later, the villager with the shovel ran over roaring. He had just run to the alley and hadn't seen the situation clearly when Su Ge suddenly raised the hatchet and slashed on his throat with precision.

Accompanied by a large amount of blood spurting out, the strong man staggered and almost fell down.

At this time, Su Ge grabbed his collar, pulled him into the alley, turned around and stepped on him, swung the hatchet in his hand quickly, and stabbed him a few more times on his neck.

In the dead silence, the sound of blood spraying, Su Ge's violent panting, and the girl's terrified crying could be heard.

The man's blood splattered on Su Ge's body, but it didn't slip off, but penetrated along Su Ge's skin.

A blood-red shadow rushed into Su Ge's body, and Su Ge found that the festered area had expanded again, and at the same time, the man's ghostly pattern appeared on the festered area.

At the same time, Su Ge found that his thirst for blood was even greater.

His hands covered in blood were trembling violently. Su Ge resisted the urge to stuff the blood into his mouth, turned his head to look at the little girl who was still in shock, and said with a gentle smile, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Su Ge's voice has always been nice and magnetic.

The little girl gradually calmed down after listening, and nodded: "Thank you... Uncle."

Su Ge put his hands down with difficulty, and asked, "Kids, what happened here?"

Hearing this, the little girl said with panic on her face: "I don't know what happened. A few uncles who liked to drink suddenly went crazy last night. After that, this kind of madness spread quickly. After that, everyone who liked to drink in the whole village went crazy." Crazy. They're drinking like crazy, we guys are scared to hide in the house."

"And then?" Suge asked.

"Later...then those people had no wine to drink and said they wanted to drink blood. So...then they broke open the doors of other people's houses and dragged out those who didn't drink...killed..." Speaking of this, the little girl His body trembled violently.

Su Ge wanted to go forward to comfort him, but found that his hands were covered with blood. He put down his stiff hands and asked, "Where are your parents?"

"My mother likes to drink, she went crazy yesterday. My father just said that he was going to persuade my mother to come back, but he never came back after going out."

"Just now this uncle rushed in and wanted to drink my blood, so I ran out in fear." The little girl cried out at this moment.

Su Ge asked again, "Does your father drink alcohol?"

"No!" The little girl shook her head: "My father doesn't smoke or drink, he is very tall and strong, he has chestnut hair, so handsome."

Su Ge fell silent. The young man who was dismembered just now had chestnut hair, and he looked really handsome.

"Uncle, did my father ask you to save me? Where's my father!?" The little girl asked curiously with her eyes shining suddenly.

Su Ge opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

After a few seconds of silence, Su Ge showed a stiff smile on his face and said, "I don't know your father. I'm just a passerby passing by. After being attacked by those crazy people, I rescued you."

The little girl nodded in disappointment after hearing this, and asked tentatively, "Then can you take me to my parents? I can give you my favorite doll to play with!"

As she spoke, she reluctantly handed the black doll to Su Ge.It can be seen that she really likes this doll.

Su Ge looked at the fire in front of him and said in a low voice, "Uncle doesn't want your doll anymore. If you are obedient, I can help you go to the village to see your parents."

"Really!?" The little girl cheered up.

"Really." Su Ge smiled.

"Uncle, you are really a good person, the March Goddess will bless you." The little girl said excitedly.

Su Ge didn't say much, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Al." After speaking, the little girl held up her doll and said, "Her name is Ash."

Su Ge smiled: "What a good name."

"Okay, Al, you can hide obediently first. There are a lot of weeds in the west of the village. It is safe for you to hide there now. When I have news, I will go there to find you, okay?" Take this little girl with you.

Al's character is innocent and innocent, he firmly believed in Su Ge's words, nodded vigorously and said: "Okay, Al will hide there obediently."

After speaking, he turned around and ran out quickly with the doll in his hand.

Watching Al leave safely, Su Ge took a deep breath, and casually tore off two pieces of cloth from the villager's body to block his nose to prevent inhaling more bloody smell.

Then tie it to the face with a rag.

Lowering the brim of his hat, Su Ge wiped the blood off his hands with his body, and with difficulty shifted his attention from the blood to the two villagers who were approaching here.

"This will be blood that belongs only to me."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his body and carefully walked around the house, preparing to attack from behind the two people.

He has no mercy for these crazy people.

In the words of the bell bearer, the death of these blood-tainted people is the progress of the world.

(End of this chapter)