The red moon returns

Chapter 181 Distortion

[Lynch, stop. 】

The gentle and calm female voice was filled with anxiety for the first time, which was particularly obvious in my mind:

[You are wasting your life. You can't help her, you can only let yourself be swallowed by filth. The twisted power cannot be countered by your will. Even if you activate the divine power, you cannot resist it. Once your soul is eroded, you will end up with the same ending as her. 】

But Lynch still hugged Officer Natalie’s strange body tightly, unmoved:

'No, there is a silver lining. '

'What you just said reminded me that maybe she is no longer able to fight the distortion on her own, and external forces cannot interfere with her soul. Then I will change from external force to internal force to help her fight against erosion. '

'Just tell me whether there is any possibility of success. '

Perhaps feeling the warmth of Lynch's embrace, the police officer's eyes, which were about to darken completely, regained some color of life. Her lips, already covered with fleshy buds, moved and she tried her best to spit out a word.

"Do not."

"Shut up, woman, even if I just seek death, I will not let you face death alone. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will seize it. Now support me, wait honestly, I will accompany you ”

No, you need to be a person who is dying. Is there really a process of dying when the soul is twisted? This attempt will not work at all.

The mysterious red mist surged out of Lynch's body and enveloped the two of them in an instant. However, as soon as it came into contact with Officer Natalie's twisted body, it was immediately bounced back.

Such as fighting erosion.

[Power, death, ability, deathbed resonance. 】

Damn it, what's going on, don't let anything go wrong at this time.

It resonates with the dying person and enters the other person's soul world with his will. Most of the time it is used to listen to the last words, but if you are willing to risk your life, it is not impossible to use it for other purposes.

Once he breaks out like Krillin, he will definitely die.

No matter if it works or not, I will never give up until the last moment.

Lin Qi's eyes were red, and he was getting more and more impatient, but an idea flashed in his mind and he realized a problem.

The muscles on Lynch's face twitched, and the corners of his eyes almost burst. Without any hesitation, he started his second attempt.

Then the most useless ability was activated.

The red mist surged up again, but was once again rejected by the body of the police officer.

Forehead to forehead, nose to nose, eyes to eyes.

Lin Qi didn't know how many times he had tried it. He only knew that the aura coming from the body in his arms was getting more and more weird and dangerous.

It must be possible, but I wasn’t proficient in using it for the first time. It will definitely be fine next time.

Failed.

Once, twice, three times...

But Lynch has put aside all worries. If he doesn't succeed today, he will die here. There is no third way to go.

Gritting his teeth, Lynch hugged the police officer's weird and squirming body tightly, closed his eyes tightly, and no longer considered the effect of the ability at all, but just turned on the ability again and again.

Come again.

Lin Qi said loudly, ignoring the sticky pus, blood and squirming flesh buds on her face, and pressed on her decisively.

The body in her arms suddenly erupted with strong mysterious filth. At the same time, the red mist that erupted again suddenly submerged into the body of the police officer.

In a trance, Ms. Natalie Angel had a dream, and everything in the dream was so real.

Tall buildings, narrow alleys, dim gas street lights.

A tall middle-aged gentleman held a sword in his hand and used his body to protect the young lady behind him.

Opposite them, in the open space outside the dark alley, a huge five-pointed star formed an altar. Thick blood flowed in the lines of the altar. A priest sang loudly beside the altar, and there were more than a dozen cultists with several weapons. Ten ferocious monsters were wandering around.

Under the moonlight, even in the face of a strange presence, the young lady in casual clothes spoke firmly of her determination and courage.

"I know I'm connected to mysteries, and I know I could die at any time, but I'm not afraid of them."

"I want to follow you, I want to use my strength to fight against them, and I also want to do my part to protect innocent citizens."

"This is my own business. I don't want to wait at home anymore. I have also learned professional swordsmanship. Let me fight with you. I can help." However, as the voices of the cult priests chanted more and more, The louder it became, the center of the altar was gradually filled with blood. The piercing wails sounded from unknown corners one after another. A strange and terrifying shadow was slowly crawling out from the center of the altar.

The fear engraved in her soul completely defeated the young lady's reason. She rushed out of the hiding place in terror, screaming and trying to escape.

For a moment, all eyes were focused on her. The cultist priest raised his hand to her, and then a huge force fell from the sky.

Just when the lady was about to be swallowed up by the power, a tall and generous figure appeared in front of her. The middle-aged gentleman protected her with his body, blocking the huge power for her.

Under the impact of the power, the middle-aged gentleman was already scarred, but he still drew his sword and rushed into the cultists. The sword was as bright as snow, killing all the enemies, and finally cut off the bloody altar with one sword.

The explosive energy impact almost destroyed everything around the open space, but when the smoke dissipated, the middle-aged gentleman once again blocked the impact with his body, leaving the young lady behind him unscathed. The young lady ran like crazy, carrying the middle-aged gentleman on her back. However, the moment the club appeared in front of her, the body behind her lost its last breath.

Heartbreaking pain instantly filled Natalie Angel's heart, because at this moment, she saw the young lady's face.

Her own face.

Yes, that's exactly what happened.

The ordinary person in Natalie's story who didn't want to die, who ran around because of fear and eventually killed her father, was actually herself.

Maybe she really hopes that like the ending of the story, ordinary people who cause harm will also be swallowed up by the mystery, but the reality is often crueler. Her father died, but Natalie Angel survived.

This fact that she dared not recall and refused to accept, but that would gnaw at her heart every time in the dead of night, was once again bloodyly torn open and exposed in front of her.

Sadness, self-blame, loneliness, regret...

All kinds of unbearable negative emotions flooded into his consciousness at the same time, and the heartbreaking pain gnawed at his heart, making him almost crazy the moment he woke up.

Despair, extreme despair, under the impact of emotions, even breathing became a luxury. I felt extremely painful and just wanted to escape forever and forget everything completely.

And this is just the beginning, the short dream has been reappearing again and again, each time more clearly.

However, Natalie could do nothing. She could only watch as she lost her mind again and again under the shock of filth, rushed out of the hiding place screaming, and watched her father's figure blocking her face again and again, under the impact. Became covered in bruises.

Repeating the most painful memories countless times, from despair to numbness, the pain thousands of times made her brain go blank.

Unknowingly, the world carrying nightmare memories has been filled with cracks, and countless terrifying flesh sprouts are seeping in from the cracks.

There are more and more, more and more dense. It seems that the whole world may collapse completely at any time, but it keeps persisting, always walking on the edge of collapse, as if waiting for something.

Maybe I'm expecting something, but what exactly am I expecting?

The numb and stiff will is no longer able to think. Persistence and waiting have become the last instincts. However, human will has its limit after all. At the last moment, the whole world is completely shattered.

Twisted shadows, ferocious tentacles, squirming flesh sprouts, and countless strange beings seeped in from outside the broken world, devouring the broken world crazily.

Facing the strange existence that was gradually approaching, young Natalie just raised her head blankly and stared blankly at the dark sky.

I always feel like there's something missing there, I always feel like I'm waiting for something.

By the way, the moon, there should be a red moon there.

The next moment, in the broken sky, a red moon broke through the endless distortion and weirdness, hanging high in the middle of the sky. The crimson moonlight spread all around, making the footsteps of the filth and erosion hesitate.

Under the moonlight, Natalie saw a vague but familiar figure appearing in front of her. Natalie was no longer aware of who he was, but when she saw him, she felt warm in her heart, as if a surge of energy had surged up in her heart. Long lost emotions.

It seems to be called joy.

"Long time you wait, Officer Natalie."

"It's such an exciting scene. It seems I came just right."

"I'm sorry to let you face them alone. From now on, let us fight side by side, regardless of the consequences, just to live and die together."

A solid and broad back stood in front of him, just like he had seen in countless memories. The familiar figure raised the cane and retracted it to his waist, aiming at the countless flesh buds that had been eroded.

The next moment, the distortion and weirdness shocked by the moonlight finally came from all directions, and the generous figure waved his cane and rushed forward.

"No!"

The past and present are intertwined, and the two back figures gradually overlap and become indistinguishable from each other. The huge impact of the imminent recurrence of the tragedy allowed Natalie Angell to recover a little bit of her nearly broken will. Her reason and memory returned to her brain, and she instinctively let out a shrill cry:

"Lynch."

In the midst of the cry, endless pus, blood and granulation exploded into red mist all over the sky. The two bodies were entangled together and fell heavily to the floor.

(End of this chapter)