Red Moon Returns

A dark staircase leads directly underground. A few torches on the heavy stone wall flicker with a faint flame. Water drops condensed from moisture drip from the top of the head and hit the ground with a monotonous sound.

From the end of the stairs, occasional roars and wails can be heard faintly, making the deep stairs seem even more dead silent.

With the sound of clattering footsteps, a tall figure walked down the dim stairs.

At least two meters tall, wearing a cloak that almost drags on the ground, even the head is covered by the hood of the cloak. Under the shadow of the cloak, only two blood-red eyes flash strangely in the dark.

Click, click.

The heavy footsteps are slow and continuous. The tall figure walks down the stairs and appears outside the dungeon door.

There is no light in the crack of the door. There is no human voice. Only the screaming and roaring infected people frantically hit the metal door, making a harsh sound.

A rapid panting sound came from under the hood, the blood-red eyes shone brighter, and the panting sound became heavier.

Boom.

The heavy stone door of the dungeon was easily pushed open, and it was indeed pitch black inside. In the darkness, the faint roar suddenly became clear, and the shrill roar seemed to be telling the unwillingness in the heart.

"Hehehe."

The cold laughter came from the person who came, and it was a man's voice. The man listened at the door for a while, and then walked into the dark dungeon.

The roaring and scratching sounds surrounded him, but he ignored them and walked straight into the dungeon, as if he could tell the direction, and walked towards the center of the circular dungeon.

Sparks flickered.

Amid the friction of flint, the figure lit the torch.

Several narrow cells immediately appeared in the light, and each cell was crowded with infected people with hideous faces and wounds all over their bodies.

But the tall man didn't see it, and the sudden light of the fire made his eyes dazzled, and he was blind for a while.

But he didn't care. Following the smell of blood, he walked towards the cell door in front of him, and took out a bunch of blood-stained keys as he walked.

However, just when his vision was blurred and he was about to touch the cell door, a strange force suddenly surged in the cell.

Then with a bang, he took two steps back as if he had hit a wall, and could not get close to the cell door for a while.

And as he retreated in confusion, a sharp whistle of a sword tearing through the air suddenly sounded from behind.

The cloaked man showed amazing physical fitness. Even when retreating, his body could still twist strangely, and he turned to the side and front with his recovering vision.

However, just halfway through the rolling action, there was another bang, and his body hit an invisible wall again, blocking his evasive action.

Blood splattered.

The cloaked man screamed, and a deep scar on his left arm was left, and from the torn cloak, the rubber-like skin that belonged to the ghoul was revealed.

The cloaked man turned around in a panic, but there was no one behind him. Before his brain could react, the sound of a sword came out again from behind.

The cloaked man did not dodge this time. He hurriedly turned his body and raised his right claw. Several bone-like claws were raised above his head to meet the sword light that was slashing down diagonally.

With a sound of metal clashing, the claws and the sword light collided head-on. The claws only lasted half a second before being easily cut off by the sword light. The sword light continued to go down and slashed towards the chest of the cloaked man.

But taking advantage of this half-second gap, the cloaked man's body tried his best to retreat. Although he did not retreat from the coverage distance of the sword in time, his chest was still cut open by the sword tip, but at least he escaped the fate of being cut in half, leaving only a bloody wound.

The cloaked man took several steps back and hit the wall heavily to avoid being circumvented again. Only then did he have the opportunity to see the situation behind him clearly.

A tall lady stood behind him holding a sword, staring at him with a gloomy face, and blood was dripping from the sword. Behind her was a cell with the door wide open.

A crisp laugh came from the cell, and an elegant petite lady covered half of her face with a folding fan and walked out with Dr. Swen. The three of them surrounded the cloaked ghoul in the middle in a fan shape.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, dear Mr. Ghoul." It was Diana and Natalie who appeared. The earl's smile was full of aristocratic friendliness. "You came to visit so late, you must not just want to say hello and walk around. There are only two purposes, either for Dr. Swen's medicine or for the victims here. We want to save you some effort, so we put your two goals together."

However, the ghoul did not react, only the two blood-red eyes under the hood flickered, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"He doesn't understand." Dr. Swen stepped forward with a gloomy face and said in the local language, "Who are you and why do you do this? Don't you know that even we ourselves may be implicated by this level of plague? And we have been neighbors with humans for so many years and have always gotten along well. Do you want to kill them all?"

The cloaked ghoul said nothing, his eyes patrolled the three people back and forth, and then suddenly his feet suddenly started, rushing towards Miss Diana.

Facing the enemy, the Earl smiled and raised her feet to step lightly on the ground.

[Power, protection, ability, blockade]

The invisible wall appeared again, blocking the Earl, and Diana, who was behind the wall, had already raised her folding fan and aimed at the ghoul that rushed over.

But just as the ghoul was about to hit the blockade wall, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards Dr. Swain at an unprecedented speed.

Dr. Swain's fighting ability was not inferior to others. However, when the ghoul rushed to her, the hood on his head was blown up by the wind, exposing his face in front of her. Dr. Swain was suddenly struck by lightning, looking at the enemy in shock, and completely forgot to react.

The ghoul seemed to have been prepared for this. He took the opportunity to turn sideways and bypassed the female doctor. He did not try to open the cell door to release the infected, but rushed out of the dungeon door and rushed up the dark stairs in a few steps.

"Ms. Swain." Diana and Natalie both shouted loudly at the same time, and hurried to Dr. Swain's side, "Chase."

However, neither of them really chased after her. Instead, they just watched Ms. Swain and secretly glanced at the ghoul's fleeing back with their peripheral vision until the back disappeared from their sight. The two glanced at the blood on the sword and then smiled at each other.

"If we get his blood, it will be very easy to track him tomorrow. Not only can we find him, but we may also find the body." Miss Diana smiled admiringly, "Ms. Swen, you are pretending so well, you... eh?"

The two ladies found that the ghoul had escaped, but Dr. Swen's expression was still wrong, as if he was not pretending.

"He..." The female doctor looked at the two ladies around her blankly, "He is my father."