Since The Red Moon Appeared

Chapter 395: The real pollution (part one) 2

Translator: 549690339

“I’m sorry,” she said.

I shouldn’t have forgotten about you for so long, and I shouldn’t have forgotten that I used to … I’ll kill you.” you’re afraid of me and think I’m a big monster … It doesn’t matter.”

“Big monster …”

Little nineteen, who had an indifferent expression, seemed to be reminded of something by these three words.

She was struggling, but she slowly stopped.

She was not the only one who stopped. Behind Lu Xin, the dozen or so nineteen’s that had been flying in different positions in the air and gliding toward Lu Xin along a certain thread suddenly stopped as well. Their faces were filled with confusion and emptiness.

They looked at Lu Xin from all angles as he pulled them into his arms, and they seemed to be reminiscing about their past.

Some of them seemed to recall the time when Lu Xin forced himself into a corner in front of the building.

Some of them seemed to be recalling even more terrifying things …

There seemed to be a layer of mist slowly appearing in his empty eyes.

A hollow and empty sound came.

Endless blood vessels extended out of the monster behind him, like colorful nerve tissues and blood vessels.

A large portion of these blood vessels were connected to the blood vessels on little nineteen’s body.

At this time, more blood vessels crawled along the ground and walls, surging toward little nineteen. At the same time, some kind of will seemed to be instilled into little nineteen’s body, causing it to tremble slightly, and madness emerged in its eyes.

“Chi …”

Lu Xin exhaled lightly and hugged little nineteen even more tightly. “Don’t be

afraid.”

On little nineteen’s face, the craziness receded, and a confused look appeared again.

Madness and indifference quickly intertwined and changed on his face.

Little nineteen obviously had a clear connection with the monster known as the ‘God’.

In other words, she had been under the influence of that ” God ‘

This kind of influence could naturally be said to be a kind of pollution.

Lu Xin did not know how to cut off the contamination, but all he could do was hold little nineteen in his arms.

Not long ago, Chen Jing had told herself about a concept called ” reverse corruption.

He had also learned about the concept and nature of pollution in the elementary aptitude user training course.

Even ordinary people were contaminated.

Laughing, crying, or even an unconscious action could be a form of contamination.

Then, the only thing he prayed for now was that his embrace could ” pollute ‘ little nineteen.

At the same time, the shadow under his feet spread out.

At such a close distance, there was no reason to leave the ” God ” there.

“You’ll endure it? You know how to hug?”

When the monster was urging little nineteen, there was a face on its chest, and it was shouting ferociously.

“Is this level of power for a child like you to play with?”

At this moment, Zhao Shiming seemed to have lost himself. At the very least, his voice had lost its rationality and was getting closer and closer to madness. Even his voice was no longer like himself, as he was getting more and more immersed in madness,

“I shouldn’t have wasted so much time with you just now …” but now, I finally understand, and I finally know what the power of God is .

“Buzz Buzz Buzz …”

Lu Xin didn’t respond to his shout. Instead, his eyes turned cold as he suddenly turned to look at the beast.

At this moment, the shadow under Lu Xin’s feet suddenly elongated and he charged toward the monster.

“Swish .

This time, the ” spirit ” reacted faster. Its six eyes blinked at the same time, and it released another mental attack.

The impact of his mental power collided with the shadow again, leaving deep

scratches on the ground.

However, perhaps because the shadow had already broken through the mental attack once and remembered its characteristics, the speed of the shadow’s breakthrough this time was much faster than before. It was like a dense saw made of black particles, rapidly cutting and grinding, layer by layer devouring the distorted air that represented the mental attack. In a short time, it was only about a meter away from the ” God ‘

The ” God ” seemed to be panicking, or rather, it was roaring.

Countless blood vessels suddenly shot out from his body, like dense, sticky silk threads, and burrowed into the surrounding gaps.

In a place invisible to the naked eye, no one knew how many of these threads were left and how deep they had gone.

“Ka ka ka …”