Agnes felt her temples beating slightly, causing a sense of swelling and pain. Her own sanity seems to be quietly losing, her control over her own behavior is constantly declining, and the power of instinct to drive her body is gradually increasing.
Just like just now, before she could react rationally, she had already bitten the flesh and blood off Mr. Accardo's shoulder. If her rationality hadn't returned in time, Agnes highly doubted that she would have eaten the flesh and blood. Intuitively this is very possible.
The bloodthirsty desire of the "werewolf" was very strong at this moment, and the smell of blood in the mouth aggravated this desire. The taste of Mr. Accardo's flesh and blood was extremely attractive to Agnes. For a moment, she had the illusion that this was a challenging but delicious prey, and that she was a hunting wolf.
Since becoming a "werewolf", this is the first time that she has clearly realized the power of the "werewolf's" bloodlust. For nearly three months, the bloodlust has been suppressed through various means, even if It was a full moon, and she was not as obsessed with the smell of blood and flesh as she was now.
Her mind was even filled with the desire to bite off Mr. Accardo's carotid artery and feel the blood spurt out; she even fantasized about tearing open the skin on his abdomen and lifting up the omentum with some fat, Then he could nibble on his tender internal organs at will.
Even now, while suppressing the desire in her mind to bite off the flesh and blood under her teeth, she instinctively bitten Mr. Accardo's shoulder harder.
Damn it, what kind of drug did Mr. Accardo pour on me before? Agnes cursed in her heart. Although this drug didn't seem to pose much of a threat to her life, it did induce bloodlust. The effect is extremely strong.
Agnes maintained this posture, not daring to move at all. She was afraid that once she changed her posture, she would subconsciously put her fangs towards Mr. Accardo's neck and bite it off just like the hallucination in her mind. His carotid artery. She had a hunch that once she did that, her bloodthirsty desire would be even more difficult to suppress, and it would even cause some more serious problems.
Not knowing when Mr. Rossi would arrive, Agnes thought in a daze that based on time, Mr. Rossi should be arriving soon.
Agnes saw that the skin in front of her eyes was gradually transforming into an inhuman pale color. Mr. Accardo's body seemed to be gradually becoming slender, but also seemed to be slightly rickety.
Agnes couldn't see the front of Mr. Accardo, but she could roughly imagine his face that was gradually becoming weird. She clearly knew that the other person had begun to change, because she could feel Mr. Accardo's body. It gradually began to emit an aura that disgusted her.
This aura was not filthy or depraved, in essence, it was closer to the power that induced her curse during the full moon, which made her more and more irritable.
It seems that Mr. Accardo has not fallen, he is simply out of control, Agnes thought as she held Mr. Accardo tighter.
After he started to alienate, she couldn't let him leave before Mr. Rossi arrived. She didn't think Mr. Accardo would have the sense to control himself and not hurt others in this state.
While her slightly blunted brain was still thinking, Agnes's eyes saw the flowers, plants and trees in the garden beginning to grow wildly, binding the two people who were entangled together at the same time.
The grass softens, and a giant bear emerges and transforms into a woman dressed as a nun.
Agnes let go of her teeth, and a slightly ferocious smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, her white hair already stained red with blood.
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"How do you feel now?" Ms. Jones asked.
Agnes shook her head slightly and said nothing.
It was dark outside the stained glass window, but the church was brilliantly illuminated by various lights. Agnes was sitting on the bench now. The previous injuries on her body have completely disappeared. After all, this is just a touch for Mr. Rossi.
The physical injuries were nothing, the most dangerous thing was actually her unquenchable bloodthirsty desire. Ever since she was stimulated by Mr. Accardo's potion, the bloodthirsty desire was boiling in her body. Even after taking some sedative potion, it did not have a good effect.
Although this state is lighter than the curse during the full moon, it is not easy to get over. The most important thing is that she does not know how long this will last. She can only find out when the analysis results of the pharmacological effects of that medicine are obtained. Specific inhibitory drugs.
Mr. Rossi previously collected some soil that had been sprinkled with pharmaceuticals and sent it to the research institute to extract the pharmaceutical ingredients and conduct a number of corresponding tests. This drug was developed by Mr. Accardo himself. The church has not registered it and needs to study it.
After Mr. Rossi sent her to the church and handed her over to Ms. Jones, he went to deal with the follow-up matters related to Mr. Accardo's loss of control. Instead of taking Agnes to her office, Ms. Jones stayed in the church. According to her, it is easier to deal with many subsequent situations in the church, and Agnes has no objection to the environment she is in now. Most of her energy is focused on suppressing her blood lust. .
Agnes's slightly scarlet eyes stared at the simple baby's Holy Emblem of Life surrounded by symbols such as ears of wheat, flowers, springs and other symbols on the wall, slightly diverting her attention.
To be honest, the effect of the "Calming Spell" is very symptomatic in this case. However, the church believes that the "Calming Talisman" is likely to trigger the power of beings related to her in her body. Since the last time she woke up underground in the church, it has taken back most of the "Calming Talisman" given to her. Leave a piece behind and ask her not to use it except in emergency situations.
But now that she is not in any danger that would endanger her life, there is undoubtedly no necessary reason to use the "Calming Spell", and she can only rely on herself to suppress it here.
Agnes heard slight footsteps coming from behind.
"Your Excellency Rossi!" Ms. Jones turned her head slightly, then stood up and made a praying gesture and said.
"How is Agnes doing?" Sir Rossi asked.
"It may be necessary to wait for the effect of that drug to pass, or the research institute to find a specific inhibitor." Ms. Jones replied.
