Chapter 206 (1/2)

Soul Of Negary Xu Ming 27440K 2022-07-21

As time goes by slowly, the sun's rays gradually disappear. The town, which could have seen a trace of popularity, was completely empty. There was no light in the house, only dim lights were playing waste heat in the street.

From time to time, there was a low roar, an ominous atmosphere shrouded in the town, and occasionally the sound of swords chopping on the bones and flesh was heard, which was extremely terrible.

Negri sat down on the bed. After supper, the maid lungzhuang never came again, and the whole house gradually became silent and fell into a dead silence.

”Night and day seem to be two worlds.” Negri reached out her hand and felt the moonlight falling from the window. She could feel something in the body that began to wake up, but this awakening was interrupted by a lack of something.

”There seems to be a force in the moonlight to induce this body to change.” Negri retracted his hand: ”that bloodletting therapy does work.”

”Moonlight!” Negri recalled the picture he saw when he entered the world before. A group of sharp eared creatures played under the moon and then danced under the trees. It can be seen that this is a kind of worship of the moon.

Looking up at the moon in the sky, it seems very gloomy, as if there are unknown things around it, even the moonlight also seems to be a kind of unspeakable strange feeling.

”That's not the case with the moon at that time in the picture.” Negri flashed past the picture, at that time the moon appears particularly holy: ”is there some kind of change, led to the spirit of the moon into today's human?”

Negri opened a crack in the window and looked down. He saw a man in a black cape and a wide hat, and could not see his face clearly running from one end of the street to the other.

In this man's hand was a scythe, the end of the scythe was tied with a few small chains, which were bound with some round things full of hair.

After choosing a position, the man, with a scythe in both hands, turned to face the monster and began to recite incantations that Negri could not understand.

As for the liquid flowing thing, it was a pool of black mud, flowing from the corner of the street, from which there were some long, thin, pale arms stretching out of the mud. From a distance, it was a spider whose body was crushed.

The spider like monster is not slow. Driven by several arms, it rushes towards the man with the sickle. In the mud, a humanoid creature emerges, like a pale human centipede, and pours at the man.

The man gasped for breath and finally finished reading the mantra. There was a kind of brilliance on the sickle. Holding the sickle in both hands, he stepped back flexibly to avoid the attack of the monster. Then he waved the sickle and quickly cut off the multi handed monster. The black smell on the blade of the sickle spread to the monster.

Let that monster make a kind of strange cry, like the kettle is boiling, the sound of grunting, and it is like the sound of air leaving their bodies when people are drowned. It is stuffy and uncomfortable.

Although the monster was cut off, but did not die, but quickly into the mud.

Taking advantage of this gap, the man quickly jumped away from his belt, took a black thing from his belt, quickly recited a mantra in his mouth, and then threw it into the mud that wanted to escape.

The mass of things into a large number of hair like things, rapid expansion, and finally the mud wrapped, and finally rapid contraction, which will be the white monster in which to form a ball full of round hair.

The man put the ball away, hung it on the chain at the end of the sickle, and then looked up at Negri on the second floor.