Zaratul looked out of the ship with feeling, and Russell also subconsciously followed Zaratul's line of sight.
The brightness of the moonlight increased several notches without warning, dyeing the entire river blood-colored.
The full moon hanging in the sky is also as red as blood.
Such a celestial phenomenon is so obvious that people have to pay attention to it.
"'Blood Moon'?" Russell was shocked. The blood moon occurs for one or two days every month, causing the world's spirituality to rise and the negative emotions of living beings to explode.
This is also a dangerous day for extraordinary people to lose control. Excessive spirituality will cause people to see certain things they should not see.
"Today is not the day of the 'Blood Moon', right?" Russell's face changed slightly, and he immediately thought of the "Original Moon" believers he had killed.
This blood moon is inseparable from the sect that worships the "primordial moon".
"Let's go and have a look." Zaratul and Russell came to the outside of the vampire lady's room together.
The other priests of the "Artisan Church" were guarding the door and did not dare to enter.
"Praise the sun!" Russell fumbled for a sun badge from his pocket, and the rich sunlight illuminated every corner.
It is like a small sun, purifying any evil atmosphere and even allowing everyone to feel the warmth of the sun.
If Russell had this magical item in hand before, he wouldn't have to go to such trouble to kill a vampire.
"Go in." Zaratul's eyes darkened for a moment before he completed the divination and confirmed that there was no danger.
Russell held the sun badge and opened the door vigilantly. The inside was still the same as when he left.
The Vampire lady with her body and head separated lay on the ground. Next to her was an object the size of a fist, which was blood red and looked like a heart. The object here was transparent, with a ball of blood flowing inside.
Zaratul's eyes swept across the vampire's body, then fell on the group of extraordinary characteristics, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Old sir, is there something wrong here?" Russell was very good at observing words and expressions, and could read some information from Zaratul's face.
"It's just because there is no problem that it's strange." Zaratul shook his head slightly.
"No problem?" Russell also frowned, "She was still talking about performing a ritual pointing to the 'primordial moon'."
"That means it's not finished." Zaratul was thoughtful, but he had already relaxed.
"But to be on the safe side, I suggest you hold a ceremony and pray to the 'God of Craftsmen' to purify this room." Zaratul gave advice.
"Okay!" Russell also knew the evil ways of these cultists and nodded solemnly.
"Then you deal with it." Zaratul glanced at Russell, nodded slightly, and returned to his room.
"Start the ceremony and pray to our Lord!" The ceremony naturally did not require Russell to prepare. He held the sun badge and was always vigilant. He did not relax until the ritual magic was performed to purify the entire room.
"I'm scared to death!" Russell breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, I didn't really do it, otherwise..." Russell only felt that his little brother was afraid for a while.
"I won't...never make so many appointments in the future!" Russell secretly swore that if he fell into this, he would really be embarrassed to see anyone.
"Fortunately, there is a silver medal warning, otherwise we would really be trapped."
He was also glad that fortunately the silver medal had a warning and he had performed a divination in advance, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous.
Russell returned to his room after finishing all the matters, but his mood could not calm down. Looking at the blood-like moonlight, it felt oozing.
"Stay away from the vampires from now on..." Russell's consciousness was vague.
"Tsk, as for what?"
At the same time, in the purified room, Truman held a blood-colored crystal and marveled.
This blood-colored crystal was taken out from the body of the vampire lady.
The centuries-old condensation of crimson moonlight is not very powerful and may even be ignored by people, but it can create a secret connection with the crimson moon.
And if Russell really had a relationship with that vampire, then this thing might contaminate Russell in that way.
This kind of pollution will gradually deepen, without even needing anyone's instigation, and in the end it will probably be like going to the moon, being polluted, and having no choice but to live or die.
"It's been a long time since I've seen someone attack Sequence Six in the past."
Truman has lived for more than three thousand years, but in his impression, Mr. Fool in the future would be treated like this, and he was targeted by the Old One when he was in Sequence Six.
"So do these heirs selected by the 'Lord of Mysteries' all have certain qualities? Are they so popular in the past?"
"Well, it's worth studying!"
Truman looked at the blood moon in the sky, remained silent, and used his fingers to squeeze the blood-colored crystal into powder.
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The impact of the blood moon is worldwide, and all extraordinary beings can feel the ups and downs of spirituality. This makes many extraordinary beings see a lot of things they shouldn't see, and they are in a very bad state.
But in the eyes of some people, this is a gift from God.
"The unique red moon, symbol of life and beauty, mother of all spirituality..."
Priests wearing blood-red robes were praying, and the bloody moonlight fell on the altar where human heads, bones, and internal organs were piled.
In the center of the altar is an indescribable statue made of stacked human eyeballs.
The bloody moonlight flowed like water, gradually clinging to those eyeballs.
call!
The spirituality of this area suddenly rose, and the fireworks representing the gods suddenly flourished.
The priest prostrated himself on the ground and kept chanting the honorable name of the "Primordial Moon".
At this time, those eyeballs were all stained with blood. They seemed to come alive and began to move, leaving a line of words on the altar.
After a long time, the priest dared to raise his head after feeling that his spirituality was fading away, and saw the oracle left by the "primordial moon".
"Russel Gustave?"
The priest interpreted the name in the oracle.
His body was trembling. This was the first time that the gods had given such a clear-cut oracle.
"Convey the oracle to the hands of every believer." The priest reverently printed the oracle and then ordered his assistant.
"Yes!" His assistant glanced at the oracle feverishly, remembered the name firmly, and slowly stepped back, conveying the information of the name to every believer in the "Original Moon".
For a long time to come, this name will become the number one hunting target for "Original Moon" believers.
Of course, this "hunting" does not have to be a real hunt. The location can be changed, either on the boat or in bed.
People who believe in "the symbol of life and beauty" are all about good looks.
And if the female charm is not enough, the male vampire is also very good in appearance and can definitely do the job.