The Light of Beauty

night.

Above the tall buildings, the wind is cold.

Overlooking, bright and dark lights divide a city into two parts.

It was bright, like daytime, full of traffic, lights shining, and pedestrians bustling in an endless stream.

The dark ones are like black spots embedded in jade, or like huge mouths waiting to be swallowed by someone.

In the modern jungle made of reinforced concrete, the law of nature that has been transformed is still performing its duties conscientiously.

Ryan stood on the edge of the roof, his forefoot dangling in the air, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and the cigarette in his hand flickered with the wind.

The moonlight cast a clear outline on the face, and in the shadows under the eye sockets, the light golden pupils were extremely bright.

His clear eyes stared at the dark neighborhood below. From time to time, a little light flickered in the windows of an old and dilapidated apartment building.

But this is not enough to spoil the quiet atmosphere here.

After a while on the road, groups of people passed by in twos and threes. Most of them were yelling, or turned up the volume on their mobile phones, playing rap songs with lyrics full of words such as sex, medicine, and guns.

Occasionally, solitary figures can be seen passing under the broken street lamps, and they always speed up their pace, eager to run.

At this time, the windows of the buildings on the street will open, revealing faces with expressionless faces. Their eyes are like judges sitting on the bench.

Ryan had a panoramic view of all this, exhaled a puff of smoke, and the breeze beside him immediately swept it away impatiently.

After a while, the light in the flashing window suddenly lit up, and then went out after two seconds.

"Lian, I feel fine." Antonia's voice came through the earphones, and she was calm.

"Is it enough?"

"Not enough...about one-tenth?"

"Then continue."

"Ok!"

So, soon, a window in another building began to flicker.

Ryan put the cigarette in his mouth and squatted down slightly.

With a sudden leap forward, his body soared high into the air, and after drawing a parabola in the sky, he fell precisely towards the window just now.

Spreading his arms, his fingers firmly grasped the edge of the window sill, and the falling momentum stopped suddenly.

Turn over and enter.

The room was dark, but it didn't affect Ryan's vision.

The ground is full of all kinds of garbage, stains and mold spots, messy clothes are piled up on the sofa, items are scattered on the coffee table, and a pistol is dropped on the unfinished pizza.

From the doorway, a clear path cut through the rubbish and ran all the way to the bed.

The smell in the room was very chaotic and stinks in different ways.

However, at this moment Ryan still smelled the breath of blood very sensitively.

Sitting beside the rusted iron bed in the corner was a skinny corpse, very much like the rumored mummy or a mummy without a shroud.

There were two tiny holes in the neck, and dried blood spots remained at the edges.

Except for the unnatural bending marks on the right wrist, the overall posture of the mummy seems to be dozing off while sitting.

The scene that just appeared here seemed to flash before Ryan's eyes:

Antonia broke in, and the boy who was eating pizza picked up the pistol smartly, but Antonia stepped forward at a faster speed, grabbed and broke off his right hand holding the gun, and when the gun fell, Antonia bit him. his neck, sucked his blood dry, and finally threw him to the ground.

Speaking of it, although Ryan is the creator of Antonia today, he himself has not really used it to kill people and suck blood.

It's not because of any psychological barriers, but because he can solve his energy needs by eating normally and basking in the sun.

Antonia has benefited, but the impact is not small. This way of life may accompany her until the end of her life.

Fortunately, Antonia is not afraid of light, silverware, garlic, or glutinous rice.

Ryan stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand ignited a white flame produced by the gathering of light energy.

The palm of the hand covered the top of the mummy's head, and the tongue of flame swept down immediately, and the corpse quickly burned to ashes wherever it passed.

Due to Ryan's control, the flames did not spread outward.

Ten seconds later, there was only a pile of white ash in front of him.

After turning his head and observing the room again, Ryan went out and went upstairs to the top.

Antonia's speed is getting faster and faster.

Ryan kept following her to finish.

During the process, he gradually realized that perhaps he should consider finding someone to develop a more convenient, fast and portable tool for destroying corpses.

There will not be only one Antonia in the future, and it is impossible for him to follow everyone to dispose of the corpse after everyone is hungry.

It is not difficult to destroy corpses and wipe out traces, some energy weapons from aliens can leave no trace of dust.

After dealing with four corpses in a row, Ryan sat on the edge of the roof and lit a cigarette with his fingertips.

In fact, Antonia can fill her stomach in a faster way.

In the city of New York, among other things, one-wheeled gangsters are like leeks in fertile land, crop after crop.

It can't be cut, it can't be cut at all.

However, Ryan considered that it was Antonia's first time looking for food, and it was the first time for the two of them to come to New York, so the targets they chose were relatively scattered.In addition, although ten people will directly disappear this night, there has never been a shortage of missing or dead people in this block.

Compared with the gangsters, this figure is probably not taken seriously by the police station.

What's more, most of these people live alone, and I'm afraid they don't even have the chance to be found missing.

Ryan looked up at the sky.

Although there is no rain tonight, the sky is cloudy and the moon is no longer bright.

Antonia is different from him than just the food.

The sun is nothing, and she can't absorb the moonlight.

However, staying under the moonlight still made her feel very comfortable, and she even described it in her own words: it felt like the moonlight was drilling into her body.

After hearing this, Lion tried to teach her to absorb the moonlight, but she couldn't.

Ryan thought she could only passively accept the moonlight.

But when Ryan took back the Heart of Light and observed Antonia's reaction under the moonlight with stronger light energy control, he realized that not everyone can absorb light energy into the body and use it for himself, even if he bites ever.

Antonia's reaction to the moonlight was more like a transit platform.

The moonlight entered her body, and after a circle, more than [-]% of it would escape.The missing part strengthens her body in a passive form.

In other words, she can also become stronger by basking in the moon, but the efficiency is very low.

Lane had asked her which was more comfortable and reassuring, the moonlight or the dark?

The answer is the former.

So far, the results of the two control groups are clearly presented.

In essence, vampires have no direct relationship with moonlight, but because of their photophobia, they often appear at night.The most prominent feature of the night is the moon.

Correspondingly, from the time of birth, there is only one that can absorb moonlight and gradually become stronger, and even the essence of the sun and the moon will not be let go.

It turned out that I was really a zombie.

At least most of them are.