Since The Red Moon Appeared

When the ordinary pollution logic chain starts to lose its effect, there is only one way to continue to pollute.

Real spiritual power collides.

In other words, this is also the most powerful form of pollution beyond the logic chain. Except for specific pollution sources, only monsters beyond the third level can display it. It is a "field" through spiritual power. way to pollute.

Like a midnight courtroom trial.

In addition to the other party voluntarily pleading guilty, there is another way to make him plead guilty, and that is to forcibly convict.

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Outside the wilderness, the red moon looked extremely bright at this moment.

Hanging high in the sky, it shone on the earth, and even the pair of "eyes" in the sky became somewhat dimmed.

Above the heads of countless executioners, the gigantic statue, which seemed real and illusory, pulled out the heavy rusty sword stuck on the ground, and then held it with one hand, pointing to Qinggang No. 2 satellite city, and also pointing to Red Moon Primary School. Lu Xin, Teacher Xiaolu, and Number Eight.

Following his movement, the surrounding air seemed to have dozens of times its weight all of a sudden.

Trembling ripples appeared in the fine ripples, and they swung forward layer by layer.

"Clatter..."

From Lu Xin's perspective, as the rusty sword pointed at himself.

The earth suddenly began to roll, and then black wooden frames broke through the ground.

Each of these wooden frames is more than one hundred meters high, appearing abruptly on the ground in the wilderness.

On every wooden frame, there are countless ropes hanging down, and on the ropes, there are densely packed "people" one after another.

Like a fruit on a treetop, it dangles weakly in the air.

Such a wooden frame has been drilled from the ground, extending into a long high wall, pointing directly at the No. 2 satellite city.

The densely packed people hanging on the wooden frame began to fall from above one by one.

Every one that fell was a spiritual body. After these spiritual bodies landed, black silk threads squirmed and entangled on their bodies, turning them into the appearance of executors in suits and leather shoes, carrying a silver suitcase, striding towards the two No. Satellite City is coming.

Densely packed, like the ocean.

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"Those are the souls that have been judged by it."

Mother appeared next to Lu Xin, and explained softly: "The soul that was judged by him did not disappear, but was hanged on the execution rack by it, and became part of the power it could drive, and also became the executioner. Executioner of its will."

"Just as the law needs successful cases to demonstrate its majesty."

"Midnight Court also needs such souls to ensure that those who are judged feel fear."

"Of course, just like the impact of the tide, it will always spread to all directions. The impact of the ultimate level of power will also affect everything around. Sometimes, this kind of impact will even destroy a city, even if its goal is only the people in this city. one person."

"..."

Lu Xin remembered when he saw No. 8's trial.

After paying the price he should have paid, General Onoyama also disappeared.

It turned out to be hung on the execution rack.

However, it is precisely because of this that it explains where these executioners came from.

It also explains how Number Eight can double up when the business is busy.

No wonder these executioners are heartless.

Because most of them are tools made through the copying and carrying of memory.

Such a tool is only a seriously polluted body, and of course it will not have a heart.

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"It seems that I shouldn't provoke..."

Lu Xin whispered something.

I didn't expect that so many execution racks would be attracted at once.

The midnight court has harvested countless executioners through countless trials, which has also led to the mental level that the midnight court can drive has reached millions or even higher numbers. How can this level of spiritual collision manage?

I am just an ordinary person with a spiritual level of 10,000.

Mom couldn't help but took a deep look at Lu Xin, then sighed, and explained patiently: "There are two ways, one is to use the power of fear to pollute the people in this city, and even the people in Qinggang, to gain Strong spiritual power, directly confronting him."

"Of course, the consequence of doing this is that the collision of spiritual power will inevitably form a collision in the brains of these people."

"There may be a little sequelae..."

"..."

Lu Xin turned his head and took a deep look at his mother: "A little bit?"

Mother said with a blank face, "Compared to this level of confrontation, it really can only be considered a little bit."

Lu Xin shook his head lightly and said, "What's the second method?"

Mom looked at Lu Xin seriously, and said, "Fantasy Kingdom."

"However, this will truly expose your secrets. The mirror in the sky has been waiting for you to fully reveal these secrets in front of her. Therefore, doing this is undoubtedly equivalent to using our own secrets to feed future generations. opponent……"

"..."

Lu Xin glanced at the eyes in the sky and frowned slightly.

"That can be saved..."

He thought about it seriously, and said with a smile: "After all, everything I know now was taught to me by Qinggang."

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When he said this, the gallows had already appeared around Qinggang No. 2 satellite city.

The huge black wooden frame seems to have erected a black fence around the No. 2 satellite city. Above the fence are spiritual bodies that keep falling, becoming one after another executors, and then there are countless black ropes. , dropped from the sky.

The power of the Midnight Court begins to seep into the city.

No matter where the residents of Qinggang hid in the underground shelter or where, they would find a rope hanging in front of them, and then their spiritual power was shaken, and the "bad things" they had done began to surge in their hearts involuntarily.

"I admit... I once killed someone, it was... when I was in the wilderness..."

A transporter was confessing his sins, and the rope began to wrap around his neck.

Every time you speak, the rope becomes tighter.

"I admit that I have received red envelopes from many customers, and if I don't give them to me, I will block his goods..."

There are people in the company who are confessing.

"I admit, when I was selling vegetables, I would raise the price of that man on a motorcycle whenever I saw him..."

"Later he got even worse and came driving a truck..."

The aunt in the vegetable market shouted dejectedly, with regret on her face.

"I also admit that every time I go to the security office to apply for a double meal allowance, but in fact, Mr. Mysterious Man hasn't been here for a long time..."

The little policewoman who ran back and forth on the street to rescue her before entering the shelter also cried.

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Lu Xin saw that ropes were already hanging from the tall gallows, entangled countless residents of Qinggang.

It seems that as long as there is no sin, it will not be entangled by this black rope.

But in fact, almost no one is completely untouched when facing this rope, and their hearts are so clean.

As a result, they were all strangled by the rope, and even lifted up into the air little by little.

"so……"

Lu Xin couldn't help feeling a little self-doubt: "Isn't everything I learned in Qinggang good?"

Mom narrowed her eyes at Lu Xin, she was already unwilling to discuss this issue with him.

"These things are not right..."

Lu Xin was also very sensible and did not continue the discussion, but looked up at the night sky of the primary school.

There is an invisible field, centered on Red Moon Elementary School, spreading to the entire No. 2 satellite city.

This caused the entire No. 2 satellite city to have a mysterious and fantastic atmosphere, and there were laughing voices everywhere.

It is the sound of children playing games happily in the sun, but this scene should be very cheerful, but it is always shrouded in a kind of depression and despair, because if you listen carefully, you will find that in these laughter, from time to time Mixed with screams.

The bottom layer of the sun is the blood-splattered walls and the rainy night.

It’s like an editor editing a scene of children happily playing games in the sun, and editing them together with the scene of the children’s death in sequence, one film at a time, thus forming This eerie atmosphere.

This is a sad dream, all the images of happiness and despair are always alternating.

Teacher Xiaolu's "evidence".

Mr. Xiaolu, who was polluted by the trial, was reflected in his heart.

And because of the executors all over the city and the projections of the "sword holders" outside the city, they resonated and trembled with each other, causing her guilt and despair to cover the entire No. 2 satellite city. A unique pollution field.

Everyone is shrouded in this desperate field.

Lu Xin let out a sigh of relief.

The spread of pollution and the confrontation of spiritual power have their own laws.

To fight against this powerful pollution invasion, the solution lies at the source.

Since the pollution started from Mr. Xiaolu, and since it was Mr. Xiaolu who created logic with the power of the Midnight Court.

So……

Feeling this huge field, Lu Xin sighed softly as he felt Teacher Xiaolu's painful heart.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this."

While thinking, he slowly raised his left hand, and said in a low voice, "Then let him return to the way he should be."

"You're right, we do have this ability."

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On the left hand, black particles began to cover it.

But this time, the black particles were different from the violent and terrifying ones before, and they seemed much milder.

Lu Xin stretched out his hand and touched this "field of guilt".

Because this field is everywhere, and when he touched this field, the whole field, like a giant computer network with a strong current, began to tremble violently, with bright and dark lights appearing, and he indirectly Touched the entire No. 2 satellite city.

The black particles trembled, and the wisps of spiritual power suddenly underwent an earth-shaking change.

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The fifth step of mental mutation, fantasy land.

Where I am, all spiritual beings will live as I wish.

No past, no future, no reality, ignoring loopholes in logic, ignoring the laws of how reality works.

Everything has become what I imagined.

The holiday is coming to an end, and the old ghost is very proud that he has not asked for a day off for seven days! !