Since The Red Moon Appeared

"Om..."

When Lu Xin walked into the red moon, suddenly, a dense and intense spiritual force covered the whole world.

The first above the head, and the endless spiritual tentacles hanging down at the beginning, and the interweaving of these spiritual tentacles, came from the projection of the era before the Red Moon Incident. The edge of reality, but the next moment, like the screen of a TV that was turned off, it suddenly flickered.

Then, all the projections and pictures disappeared into the air, and disappeared cleanly.

The dense, flowing water-like spiritual power is slowly flowing. The doll is close to the spiritual power of collapse. At this moment, they get a breather. They quickly gather towards the doll, and then fill the doll's spiritual field lightly and delicately. .

Is clenching his teeth against the original father, the fire thief, the pale, the abyss worm, and has withdrawn his spiritual power.

They were either confused, or relieved, or still looked at the sky vigilantly.

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The sacrifice was not over, and they could clearly feel it.

The original power is still there, whether it is the abyss or reality, the original power is everywhere, shrouding everyone's heads. . .

It can be said that the beginning has already arrived, and it is only half a minute away before reality can be drowned.

But at such a critical time, the initial power suddenly shrank. It seems that there was another factor, forcing the initial at this time to have no time to take care of what was coming, but shrank all the power to fight against another more important one. matter.

"What happened?"

"Is this all over?"

"..."

Whether it is Qinggang or this world, I don't know how many people have asked this question at the same time, and very few people can understand the situation at this moment. Even at the spiritual level, I don't know how many people just saw the scene of Lu Xin walking into the red moon, but not everyone understands what that scene represents, and what stopped this disaster suddenly down.

So they were still panicking, asking each other one after another, trying to find a reasonable answer.

At the same time that countless people around the world asked this question, the doll floating in the air suddenly burst into tears.

She stood in the middle of the spiritual power and felt that almost people all over the world were asking such a question.

You know the answer yourself, but you can't even answer it yourself.

Because I am very sad.

She raised her sleeves, wiped her tears, looked up at Hongyue, and hoped that he would appear in front of her in the next second.

"Lu Xin..."

In Qinggang City, Teacher Xiaolu, who was hiding in the basement, suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.

She is an ordinary person, and her perception is not so strong.

But I don't know why, at this moment, the sadness in her heart surpassed countless capable people, it was real and heavy.

"Is it number nine?"

"Number Nine, what did Number Nine just do?"

"..."

In the altar, the power of the sacrifice was forcibly controlled, as if the No. 2, No. 3, No. 5, No. 8 and others who were trapped in an invisible cage suddenly woke up, as if they had just gotten rid of them. Nightmare, they quickly returned from the spiritual world. They returned to the original residential building and saw the dishes on the long table and the glass from which they had drank a glass of wine.

They stood in this real and empty room, looked at each other, and then gradually guessed the truth.

"Number nine, he actually..."

An indescribable tremor enveloped their bodies, and they suddenly felt their eyes heat up.

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"Don't be sad, I'll be back soon..."

The red moon hung quietly in the air, and everything seemed so quiet.

It's because someone has collected all the dangerous and desperate emotions into one place and fought with them.

His comforting voice rang in the ears of every sad person.

At the spiritual level, a faint shadow came from the depths of the abyss. He smiled, gently hugged the doll standing in the air crying and stubbornly unwilling to go down, pressed her forehead, and looked at her. looking into her eyes, just smiling.

"Be optimistic about our world and wait for me to come back..."

He whispered in her ear: "Besides, don't forget to get our money back..."

When I come back, I can retire, I have money to spend even if I don’t work, and I can watch dramas and old movies together every day.

At the same time, this figure appeared in Teacher Xiaolu's dream.

With magical power, he gently pressed Mr. Xiaolu's back and gently connected her spine.

"sorry……"

He whispered: "May you always be healthy, and you can always run happily..."

Nothing can stop a happy deer, running in the sun.

This is beautiful...

He appeared in the old building in Qinggang, kicked the skinless puppy flying, and then looked towards the direction of Black Marsh City, his father who looked sluggish and unbearable, and his sister who was crying with tears on his face, this figure was far away. Reached out, took their palms, took them back to the room in the old building, sat beside the dining table, and then the warm lights lit up quietly in this dark night.

Back against the window, there was a playing card with a mysterious pattern and an eye in it.

In the poker, a faint shadow appeared, looking at the family members gently.

"everything will be fine……"

He comforted: "When I come back, the whole family can sit together and have a decent meal."

"..."

"..."

"Hahaha, you still lost..."

In the city of life, the dull No. 7 suddenly looked at the old dean with a smile but not a smile.

There was endless ridicule on her face. She suddenly jumped up, grabbed a bowl at hand as a weapon, and fiercely attacked the old dean, scratching the old dean's body again and again. He was bombarded by the original power left on the old dean again, and he never tired of it. He seemed very happy: "I waited for so long, just wanted to see how powerful you are..."

"I am afraid of you and dare not betray you, because you are the most terrifying person in the world..."

"But looking at it now, you're not at all..."

"I'm so sorry, why did I follow you for so long..."

"Why am I the only one afraid of you, why are they all against you, and there is hope..."

"You make me feel that in my life, every choice is a failure..."

"..."

The remaining consciousness of the old dean has no intention of paying attention to No. 7 at this time, and he is even more unwilling to refute such words. He just looked at the mid-air in a slump, and seemed a little disappointed. The smile that had always existed on his face has disappeared at this moment. The missing crowned clown.

"Old friend..."

His voice also seemed to be trembling slightly: "This result is not what I want..."

"It's okay, you brought a good performance..."

The crowned clown was in the air, bent down, and gave the old dean a gentle salute with an exaggerated gesture.

"I just want to be the most dazzling person on the stage..."

He smiled and comforted the old dean: "I knew from the beginning that you could help me, and you did help me. You helped me become the protagonist of the stage in an instant. Although it was quickly snatched away, But at least this wish has come true. So I won't blame you, old friend. But, I don't think you can wait until you can see the result in your current state..."

The old dean raised his head slightly and looked at the crowned clown: "You will help me see, won't you?"

"I will……"

The clown nodded lightly, with a playful smile on his face, he could actually see a bit of seriousness.

"Just as you were willing to be my only audience, I am also willing to be the last see-off in your life..."

"..."

The most dangerous person and the most dangerous ultimate in this world look at each other across the distorted space, as if looking at a mirror.

No one thought that at this moment, they were not crazy, only calm and respectful.

"Ready to hit the road?"

Across layers of space, the coronated clown handed a white gloved palm to the old dean.

"my old friend……"

"..."

"..."

"Great Huanhuan..."

Dracula's Doomsday Legion was also looking at the air, and after a long time, he sighed lowly, and then gave his opinion to the people in the club: "Although in this doomsday disaster, our Dracula Legion also played a big role. For example, seeing that there is no hope of surviving, using the best efforts to collect food and wine, opening a grand doomsday party and so on..."

"But considering that the doomsday suddenly stopped halfway through, I have a suggestion..."

"..."

While talking, he looked at Old Wang: "How about you transfer your title of the strongest in the Red Moon Club to him?"

Madman Lao Wang was stunned, and suddenly objected loudly: "I don't agree."

"invalid objection……"

Dracula waved his hand and stared at him fiercely: "I disagree, I will kill you."

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"Why are you all so sad?"

In front of the ruins of the ruined research institute, the scalpel in a tattered white coat squatted on a broken wall, looking at Dean Xue Jia, Xia Zong, and Dr. An who seemed a little lost, it seemed a little incomprehensible .

"You're a lunatic, what do you know?"

Xia Zong and the others were interrupted by his stupid reaction and reprimanded unhappily.

"I understand..."

The scalpel scratched his head, as if he didn't quite understand: "I just don't understand, I'll be back soon, why are you sad?"

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"So, is the tyrant who started the initial confrontation, so temporarily stopped this catastrophe?"

At the same time in Qinggang, the spiritual power research base, Professor Bai, Mr. Su, Minister Shen, the old Iron Triangle and other researchers in Qinggang, as well as laboratory personnel and spiritual power research experts from all over the world, have also From the scene of seeing Lu Xin walking towards the red moon, and the latest news from lunar eclipse research, I learned the cause and result of all this.

They felt a wave of shock and emotion that was difficult to express in words, and said in a low voice.

"Yes."

Professor Bai replied in a low voice, "He is using his own will to fight against the beginning, which helped us temporarily avoid disaster."

"And for him, there are only two outcomes."

"Either, he failed, his consciousness was initially submerged, diluted, and then the sacrifice continued, and everything returned to the previous civilization."

"Either, if he succeeds, he will become the first complete..."

"god!"

"..."

"Should we just wait?"

Mr. Su was shocked in his heart and asked nervously: "Our Mr. Lu from Qinggang is fighting, but we can only wait?"

"No, that's why we absolutely can't wait..."

Professor Bai shook his head and said, "This is a challenge that no one can stop, but each of us can help."

"Tyrant, no, it's Lu Xin..."

"I didn't expect him to take this step."

"But I believe that when he took this step, he was definitely not in despair, but full of confidence."

"Because of the third stage of our Heavenly Kingdom plan, we can help him and let him come back."

"perhaps……"

He paused and said, "It was because he saw the third stage of the Heavenly Kingdom plan before he left that he had the courage to do so."

The people around felt his firmness, and at the same time raised their heads and looked at him.

What is the third stage?

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"The genius researcher of the Lunar Eclipse Research Institute who jumped down from the 100-story building is the most desperate person everyone knows. When he approached the truth, he was monitored by a generation of researchers, and because of his The research, close to the beginning, made him shrouded in despair, and finally chose to end his life, but is he really a desperate person?"

"Although he has been in despair, what he left to this world is actually the most hopeful plan..."

"Creating God..."

Professor Bai clenched his fists hard: "Just as dolls can awaken the beauty in people's hearts, we need such an ultimate."

"The ultimate is the mirror of civilization, the mood of our world."

"The hope of all is not that we are polluted by the ultimate, but that we should pollute the ultimate..."

"So, starting from the baby, as long as we are firm enough and believe in beauty, then we will eventually be polluted by us. We will no longer be the angel of death that rings the death knell for civilization, but become the guardian of our world and our civilization. By."

"We will rebuild civilization and order, and enter a new era with a gesture of not accepting handouts."

"This is the plan of that genius researcher."

"..."

As he spoke, a firm smile appeared on Professor Bai's face: "We will definitely succeed."

"Because we already have dolls, there are a lot of ultimates on our side."

"The beauty in people's hearts will be awakened, and ultimately they will be influenced by our unquestioned hope and become guardians."

"Not much, just seven, that's enough..."

"At that time, the seven guardians of civilization will greet God with a gesture of hope..."

"...No, it's to welcome our individual soldiers back from a business trip!"

"..."

"..."

Professor Bai's voice is not loud, but it has a deafening meaning.

At this moment, everyone raised their heads subconsciously and looked at the red moon in the sky.

They found that the light of the red moon is gradually becoming white, just like the shadows in people's hearts are being dispelled.

so good……

They thought about the plan described by Professor Bai, from the smartest people in the world, and the plan of everyone's efforts.

This is a long program and requires everyone's effort.

However, I have to admit that the future described by such a plan is really beautiful...

\u003cEnd of story\u003e

The story is here.

There will also be an afterword, but it is only the aftermath of the story, not the big picture.

Rhythm is important at the end. Writing this, I have a feeling that the story is complete. Everything you have to say, everything you want to express has been expressed. But there are naturally some regrets, such as the line between the old dean and the coronated clown, and the rank battle between the skinless puppy and the crowned clown. It was originally in the outline, but the rhythm can no longer be inserted. On hold for now.

In the follow-up, there may be an extra story based on the relationship between the crowned clown and the old dean. That is another story.

Now, I'll take a break and write this postscript.