For an instant, even the distant stars in the night sky seemed to be frozen, and everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden appearance of the huge, terrifying red moon.
That beautiful, sweet, red moon flowing with destruction and desolation.
The moon is roaring. A deafening sound rumbled in my heart. Even the walls and ceiling have bloodthirsty teeth, and every floor is covered in blood-colored carpets.
The footsteps of a huge, four-legged crawling beast sounded on the roof, making a horrifying howl.
Don't panic, this is just an illusion, just a fictitious phantom in a dream. It will not directly cause mental pollution or damage to you.
Ed emphasized to himself. He took off the cloak of his raincoat and covered Quinn to prevent her from being directly exposed to the moonlight.
"Brother Edgar, I feel... very uncomfortable." Quinn made a few retching coughs, her finger bones began to become slender, and her breathing became heavier.
"Don't be nervous, take a deep breath, you'll be fine. Let's stay away from the window." Ed patted her back and comforted her, "Others, please stay where you are... and pray that this house is really like what Mr. Sea Monster said. It must be so useful.”
"This sounds really bad..." Bai Ya took out an arrow and put it on the bow string, and said with a smile despite his fear.
"Don't worry, they can't come in. They are not welcome in this mansion." The sea monster took out a truncated double-barreled shotgun from his waist and hid behind the bunker to wait.
The melodious piano sound suddenly sounded. Ed could tell it was the tune of "Unknown Moonlight Song."
On the windows, doors, and doors of every room, a light blue barrier condenses like window grilles in winter. Even the bloody shadow outside the window was weakened, and the roar gradually weakened.
It's safe for now. Everyone was relieved for a moment, even Ed.
But he also knew very well that if this barrier-like barrier was really strong enough, then Christopher in the real world should not end up like that.
"Huh~." Black Arrow blew a relaxed whistle, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, "The effect is good. It seems that the director has some special skills."
"Chirp..." A short and sharp whistle came from Bai Ya's side.
Black Arrow was frightened by the whistle. He took a breath, shook his shoulders and cursed:
"...Fuck Eric, how many times have I told you not to sing like a bird. I get goosebumps when I hear you sing like a bird."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Bai Ya glared at him, "I didn't brag."
"Stop quibbling, I heard it clearly, it was coming from your side." Black Arrow said confidently.
"I'm really not bragging. Anyway, it was definitely not me this time." Bai Ya argued, "Unless..."
He looked out the window, and under the beautiful azure window grilles, a red dot suddenly lit up.
It was a blackbird sitting by the window. The feathers had fallen off sparsely, and he had blood-red eyes and strange rashes, as if he was infected with some disease.
"What is this, a sick bird?" Bai Ya took a step back warily. Any slightest movement at this moment was suspicious, "What does it want to do?"
Suddenly, it pecked at the window. This almost made Byakuya take a big step back reflexively.
"Little thing, you scared me, right..." Bai Ya cursed awkwardly after figuring out that nothing happened.
The blackbird's pecks were getting faster and harder. Its fragile beak was smashed to pieces by the shining light blue glass, turning into a pool of blood stuck to the window.
Even so, it still didn't stop, and the tapping changed from a dot-like "beep" sound to a flat "dong-dong" sound, and finally the entire head turned into a puddle of meat.
"Maybe it's a parasite." Bai Ya turned around and explained, trying to ease the embarrassment. "I've heard that there is a kind of bug that lives in other bugs. Birds will become infected if they eat it. In the end, This symptom..."
"Eric——" Black Arrow reminded in a rapid bass, "Stay away from the window, quick!"
Bai Ya turned around quickly when he heard the sound.
I saw hundreds of eerie red dots flashing on the blue window, each one squirming indistinctly.
Dudu Dudu Dudu, Dudu Dudu Dudu Dudu Dudu Dudu Dudu Dudu Dudu ...
A heavy rain of drums beat on the windows, playing notes of destruction. The blood mist exploded one after another, like fireworks lit in a grand festival, celebrating this rich and joyful day.
The light blue window grilles stood solemnly and stood firm, trying to stop the carnival crowd rushing into the auditorium. However, as the blood mist spread and flowed, its regular and beautiful lines were gradually desecrated by the irregular blood stains, and gradually turned into an undetectable gray-blue.
Finally, after several passionate choruses, the carnival music stopped.
The blood mist condensed into strands and flowed down the window like raindrops, gathering into a circle with sharp lines like iron filings disturbed by a magnet - that was the spiked ring of the Ring Brotherhood.
Red rain began to fall outside the window. It rains in thick sheets.
Hooves, finger bones, eyeballs, skin, spine. Some may be of animal origin, and some may be of human origin.
Ed glanced at the fragments of flesh and blood. Fortunately, it didn't belong to him or any of them - it came from other victims, perhaps brought in from the outside.
The rain of blood and bones accumulated into a small hill outside the window and gradually stopped. He saw blood seeping from the surface of the wall and black grease running from the lamp oil. He heard the breathing and barking of death.
Just when everything came to a standstill, a goat's head fell down.
