Evening Bell Church

Randall looked at the moon in the sky, with a bit of obsession on his bookish face. He liked the three moons in the sky. He thought these three moons were full of poetry.

The launch of his new collection of poems the day before yesterday was very successful. The new poem praising the March Church received an unprecedented response, and his reputation was widely spread in Ocean City.

"The taste of that glass of blood wine is really delicious." Randall recalled the delicious blood wine, his face was full of intoxication for blood wine.

It was late at night and his wife Jenny had not come back yet.

Jenny is a bishop of the Healing Church and is deeply loved in Ocean City. Being able to marry such a beautiful bishop is the greatest honor and pride in his life.

But Jenny has been a little too busy recently. It seems that a special disease has appeared in the city and many people have been quarantined.

As a bishop, Jenny also had to work overtime to treat those patients.

Because of this, Jenny did not attend her book launch.

Although he understood in his heart, Randall still felt not very satisfied.

After taking a comfortable sip of blood wine, Randall's eyes shone brightly.

He seems to be a born night owl, listless during the day and more energetic than anyone else at night.

Even the inspiration for his collection of poems came from the evening.

Now he has started working on his next collection of poems, and the core poem: The King of Souls, already has a framework that satisfies him.

He said:

Death is the starting point of the soul,

The soul is the sublimation of life.

He said:

All intelligent beings in the world, listen to the voice of your omnipotent and omniscient king, and kneel on the ground to feel the peace after death.

I am the king who controls the soul, the one who upholds the destiny.

Give salvation to the soul,

Give comfort to evil spirits,

Give relief to the dead,

Give death to the unclean.

I am the one who purifies the world,

Guide of the dead,

The pacifier of evil spirits,

The liberator of evil spirits,

Soother of souls,

The sorcerer of ghosts,

Guide to Hades,

The king who holds the death knell.

Looking down at the beautiful fonts and majestic poems in the lace book, Randall felt very happy and proud.

"I am really a genius. I have never seen any gods, but I can write such real and majestic poems. Haha, after reading it myself, I felt as if I had witnessed a great god and conducted a test on him. To win His praise and His satisfaction.”

Ouch!

While deep in thought, a sharp and piercing cry came from the window, and Randall's face changed slightly.

He heard from Jenny that there were a lot of scary monsters hidden in the city recently and he must not go out at night.

"I hope this god can punish and purify these hateful monsters." Randall said, taking a sip of blood wine and falling into intoxication again.

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The violent panting slowly subsided along with the pungent smell of blood, as if Su Ge's body was craving for blood and was satisfied only after filling his lungs with the smell of blood with his breath.

After swallowing, Su Ge no longer cared about the cleanliness of his body as before. He squeezed the handle of the knife that was sticky with blood, squatted down and looked at the old man's body carefully.

The old man's appearance and body structure are still human, but his mind has changed from just now.

The desire for blood burst out, suppressing his rationality and stimulating his animal nature, making him only one step away from becoming a real monster.

When he opened the old man's blood-covered lips, he found that the teeth inside them had degenerated and fallen due to drinking blood wine for a long time. They were also completely rotten, and he had lost the ability to chew food.

"This world has been completely contaminated by blood." Su Ge stood up slowly.

He knew the dangers of blood a long time ago, and even said more than once that blood wine would cause the collapse of the entire world.

Now, the vision has become a reality.

Su Ge turned to look at the crowded village, and then at the strong young man who was hacked to death: "In other words, this village has been completely contaminated by blood addiction. This kind of strong young man who does not drink blood wine has become a popular among them. He was a stranger, so he was tied up here and killed.”

Thinking of this, Su Ge shuddered in his heart, but he couldn't ignore it.

One's original intention and one's initial decision are the core of Su Ge's inner belief.

If you deviate from your original will, there will be no difference between you and the Blood Moon Saints.

As Su Ge said to others before: This has nothing to do with victory or defeat, but only with his original commitment.

"Such blood addicts will only harm more normal people. Those normal people must be rescued before the blood addiction expands. Even if you save one person, it is the fulfillment of your promise." Su Ge squeezed the hatchet in his hand. Turn around and walk towards the village.

Just as he turned around, the dead old man on the ground suddenly seemed to be a corpse. His hands full of blood grabbed Su Ge's ankles, and his head drooped beside his neck. His blood-red eyes stared at Su Ge and he let out a strange and terrifying scream. Voice: "You butcher! You alien! My soul and my blood will curse you. You will bear my curse, resentment and blood, and eventually you will drown in our blood!"

Faced with this weird and terrifying scene that was comparable to a ghost movie, Su Ge looked calm and said five words with firm eyes: "I have realized it a long time ago."

The old man didn't respond because he was already dead.

But although the man died, the matter was not over.

Under Su Ge's gaze, he saw a terrifying red ghost waving its claws and rushing into his body.

Then Su Ge felt very uncomfortable and dry in the mouth. When he saw the blood on the ground, Su Ge felt an itch in his throat and instantly had an incomparable desire for blood.

He looked down at his palm holding the knife, and the skin on the back of his hand suddenly ulcerated.

The ulcerated shape could vaguely be seen as the evil ghost that the old man had just transformed into.

As the old man said, Su Ge had already carried his curse, resentment, and blood.

The ulcerated skin sent continuous pain, and Su Ge was upset by the body's desire for blood.

Things had just begun, and they had already entered the most difficult stage.

With difficulty, Su Ge turned his eyes away from the blood of the corpse and looked at the village, where bursts of screams had been heard, mixed with terrified screams and crazy laughter.

Taking a firm step, Su Ge headed towards the village carefully.

"Whether it is a curse or blood, it was caused by my hand, my ability, and my will. As long as it belongs to me, I will gladly accept it, whether it is a curse or knowledge, because this is the trace of my existence, my struggle, and my efforts. This is everything that belongs only to me, not to others!"

Thinking in his heart, Su Ge's will, Su Ge's eyes are indestructible.

Carefully moving past the edge of the village, just approaching the village, he saw several villagers holding torches and leading dogs slowly moving forward.

At this time, the screams in the village were louder, and Su Ge also felt a heat wave faintly, as if somewhere in the middle of the village had begun to burn.

There were four villagers and a dog going there, and Su Ge was now completely unsure of getting rid of these four villagers.

He could only carefully bypass the outer circle of the village and run in between two houses that seemed to be uninhabited.

In front of the two houses was a muddy dirt road, with a dilapidated carriage thrown there, and the ground was covered with scattered blood.

Seeing the blood on the ground, Su Ge's throat began to wriggle again, and the urge to lie on the ground and lick it kept coming.

Right here, a scream suddenly came from the side.

Su Ge leaned out slightly and looked over, watching a little girl in red clothes holding a black doll running with fear on her face.

Behind her, a strong man holding a shovel was chasing him.

Su Ge glanced at the strong man.

The strong man stumbled and seemed to be a little drunk.

His eyes flashed scarlet light, and his face, mouth, and hands were covered with blood.

The twisted expression under the blood stared at the little girl and shouted: "Blood! Fresh blood! Sweet blood!"

Seeing this scene, Su Ge clenched the handle of the knife, first looked around to see if there was anyone else, then rushed out suddenly, grabbed the little girl's arm, and pulled her into the alley in her shock.

Two seconds later, the villager holding the shovel ran over with a roar. Just as he ran to the alley and hadn't seen the situation clearly, Su Ge suddenly raised the hatchet and chopped his throat accurately.

With a lot of blood spurting out, the strong man staggered and almost fell.

At this time, Su Ge grabbed his collar, pulled him into the alley, turned around and stepped on him, and swung the hatchet in his hand quickly, adding a few more cuts on his neck.

In the dead silence, the sound of blood spraying, Su Ge's violent panting, and the girl's terrified crying can be heard.

The man's blood splashed on Su Ge's body, but it didn't slide down, but penetrated through Su Ge's skin.

A blood-red shadow rushed into Su Ge's body. Su Ge found that the ulcer had expanded again, and at the same time, the man's evil ghost-like pattern appeared on the ulcer.

At the same time, Su Ge found that his desire for blood was even greater.

His hands covered in blood were shaking violently. Su Ge resisted the urge to stuff the blood into his mouth, turned his head to look at the frightened little girl, smiled softly and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Su Ge's voice has always been very pleasant and magnetic.

The little girl gradually calmed down after hearing this and nodded: "Thank you...uncle."

Su Ge put his hands down with difficulty and asked, "Little friend, what happened here?"

The little girl said with fear on her face: "I don't know what happened. Last night, a few uncles who loved to drink suddenly went crazy. After that, this madness quickly spread, and then the whole village who liked to drink went crazy. They drank crazily, and we were afraid to hide at home."

"Then what?" Su Ge asked.

"Later... Later, those people had no wine to drink, and said they wanted to drink blood. So... So they broke open the doors of other people's homes, dragged those who didn't drink out... and killed them..." Speaking of this, the little girl's body shook violently.

Su Ge wanted to go forward to comfort her, but found that his hands were covered with blood. He put down his stiff hands and asked again: "Where are your parents?"

"My mother likes to drink. She went crazy yesterday. My father just said that he would go to persuade my mother to come back, but he never came back after he left."

"Just now this uncle rushed in and wanted to drink my blood, so I ran out in fear." The little girl cried at this time.

Su Ge asked again: "Does your father drink?"

"No!" The little girl shook her head: "My father doesn't smoke or drink, he is very strong and sturdy, he has chestnut hair, very handsome."

Su Ge fell silent. The young man who was dismembered just now had chestnut hair, and he looked really handsome.

"Uncle, did my father ask you to save me? Where is my father!?" The little girl suddenly asked curiously with her eyes flashing.

Su Ge opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

After a few seconds of silence, Su Ge showed a stiff smile on his face and said: "I don't know your father. I am just a passerby who was attacked by those crazy people and saved you."

The little girl nodded in disappointment and asked tentatively: "Then can you take me to find my parents? I can give you my favorite doll to play with!"

As she said, she handed the black doll to Su Ge reluctantly. It can be seen that she really likes this doll.

Su Ge looked at the fire in front of him and whispered, "Uncle doesn't want your doll anymore. If you listen to me, I can help you go to the village to see your parents."

"Really?!" The little girl was happy.

"Really." Su Ge smiled.

"Uncle, you are such a good person. The goddess of March will bless you." The little girl said excitedly.

Su Ge didn't say much and asked, "What's your name?"

"El." After that, the little girl raised her doll and said, "Her name is Ai Xi."

Su Ge smiled, "What a good name."

"Okay, El, you just hide obediently first. There are a lot of weeds on the west side of the village. It's safe for you to hide there now. I'll go there to find you when I get news, okay?" At this time, Su Ge didn't have the ability to bring the little girl with him.

El's character was innocent and he believed in Su Ge's words. He nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, El will hide there obediently."

After that, he turned around and ran out quickly with the doll.

After watching Al leave safely, Su Ge took a deep breath, tore off two pieces of cloth from the villager and blocked his nose to prevent inhaling more blood.

Then he tied the rag on his face.

Pulling the brim of his hat down, Su Ge wiped the blood off his hands with his body, and shifted his attention from the blood to the two villagers approaching here.

"This will be blood that belongs only to me."

After saying that, he lowered his body, carefully bypassed the house, and prepared to attack the two people from behind.

He had no mercy on these crazy people.

In the words of the bell bearer, the death of these people contaminated by blood is the progress of the world.