At the front was Marić, his slightly messy hair completely blown back by the wind, and his face was twisted and hideous.

He was faster than the steam train at its peak, and with a whoosh, he came to the entrance of the clearing.

But even so, he still couldn't get rid of the pursuers behind him.

The closest to him was a man with the same pale face as him, with a few inconspicuous dark spots on the other party's face, as if the traces left by the healing of a rotten wound, and the malice in his eyes was completely undisguised and unsuppressed, like a living corpse longing for fresh flesh and blood was better than a human, Klein guessed that this should be Jason of Sequence 6.

The distance between Jason and Marić remained within seven or eight meters, sometimes lengthened, sometimes shortened, back and forth.

More than a dozen meters behind them, a figure was thrown farther and farther away, it was a thin but sturdy man, his hair shaved short, and his roots stood up like spikes.

Between the swings of his arms, the tips of his palms reflected a faint crimson moonlight with a metallic light, black nails as long as daggers!

"Werewolf" Tyre...... Crane silently read the other party's code name and name in his mind, and his mind conjured up blood-splattered walls, bowels hanging from bulges, and bloody severed limbs and internal organs lying all over the ground.

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Marić ran away with all his might, Jason gritted his teeth and chased after him, the healed dark spots on his face had swelled and shiny, as if rotten liquid was about to drip out.

Wherever the two passed, the puddles on the ground and the liquid in the muddy soil quickly condensed into hoarfrost and froze inch by inch.

The withered weeds were blown up by the strong wind brought up by the two of them, and as they slowly fell, they rotted and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, a pale palm stretched out from the frosty dirt and grabbed Jason's ankle accurately.

Syllable!

Jason twisted his body and kicked hard, directly breaking the wrist of the palm, kicking it away, and at the port, the flesh was already rotten, and white maggots squirmed out.

Marić stopped, pinched his lip with his right hand, and whistled bitterly.

Bang! Bang!

The dirt in different parts of the clearing was lifted, and an expressionless corpse sat up.

At the same time, the cold wind suddenly swirled, and countless transparent shadows seemed to smell the smell of a blood feast, and no one wanted to fall behind and flocked to Jason, some pulled his arm, some pulled his calf, and some simply hugged his head.

Jason paused and snorted.

The shadows suddenly flew upside down, some screaming and disappearing, and some lost in place.

Almost instantly, Marić and Jason raised their right hands at the same time, their thumbs up, resting next to their index fingers, which were aimed at each other.

In silence, the air that separated the two exploded, and wisps of black gas rose upward.

Marić took a step back, his messy hair withering and falling down.

"Marich, you're still so weak, you still don't know how to harness the power of desire!" Jason chuckled.

At this time, "Werewolf" Tyre rushed to his side, and Steve, the Sequence 5 powerhouse in charge of the operation, did not know where he was.

"Don't rush to deal with Marić, wait for Sharon to come and save him, Master Steve is about to arrive. "Werewolf" Tyre lowered his voice and said a word to Jason.

He immediately stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips:

"I wonder what Sharon will look like when she strips naked..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw Jason turn his head, his pale face was gloomy and miserable, and two identical figures faintly appeared in his eyes:

A long black court dress, light blonde hair, a delicate face, and no blood-colored skin!

Syllable!

He stretched out his palms and grabbed the neck of Tyre the Werewolf, and the squeak of bones could not be supported.

"Wraith" Sharon is coming!

Tyre inhaled sharply, causing his neck to swell like a water pipe, causing black bristles to grow there, briefly resisting the force that was about to pinch his trachea and cervical spine.

His eyes rolled white, his bright red tongue sticking out, and sticky saliva dripping down the sides of his lips.

However, his right hand reached into his coat pocket accurately and steadily, breaking a preset spiritual shackle!

The warehouses around the entire empty area suddenly lit up, and crimson moonlight filled the place.

Jason's choke on the neck of "Werewolf" Tyre quickly decreased, and a figure wearing a small floppy hat appeared behind him.

Tyre's face showed a smug and cruel smile, and his right hand took out a shrunken "full moon" from his coat pocket, a crimson "full moon"!

It is a dark red ornament that constantly radiates a serene glow, in the shape of a full moon, surrounded by crimson gemstones, with the symbol of the moon and many mysterious symbols in the center.

Sharon instinctively narrowed her eyes and took two steps back, the illusory feeling quickly faded.

Her legs no longer seemed to be able to support her weight, and she fell limply to the ground, her intricate black court dress stained with dust and mud.

"Werewolf" Tyre held up the palm-sized round ornament that bloomed crimson and clear, and said with a wheezing smile:

"Master Steve is right, you will definitely try to fight back, and the target of Sharon's possession manipulation must be Jason, who is one sequence higher than me, so he gave me the 'Crimson Moon Tiara'. ”

"Guess where he is now?"

This...... This is not what Sharon expected...... It seems that I can only choose the best time to make a move...... Crane frowned at the sight and forcibly suppressed the anxiety that was constantly rising in his heart.

At this time, "Werewolf" Tyre was not in a hurry to attack, because he knew that the longer the effect of "Crimson Moon" lasted, the weaker Sharon, and the more painful Marich became.

And Jason's already cold eyes have a touch of brutal madness, and he can no longer find a rational existence.

He was also affected by the Crimson Moon, but he was accustomed to indulging his desires, instead of feeling painful, he was full of longing for the fresh flesh in front of him.

"Lotus!"

Jason let out a low roar that didn't seem like a human in his throat, and his exposed skin turned white.

At this moment, Sharon raised her arms with difficulty and removed the black glove on her right palm with her left hand, and Jason pounced on her, and the dirt around her was covered with a thin layer of ice!

Suddenly, Sharon's palm erupted with an endless stream of illusory light.

They sucked on Sharon's spirituality, weaving in front of the puppet-like young lady into a mystical bronze door filled with mystical patterns that could not describe the taste.

The door shook and creaked open, cracking a crack!

Within the gap, a pair of arms that were either pale or transparent, or full of teeth or bloody and skinless, stretched out, stepped across the void, and grabbed the "living corpse" Jason!

A pair of indescribable eyes hid densely in the darkness behind the door, quietly watching the prey in front of them.

Before Jason could react, he was grabbed by those arms, entangled by the slippery and illusory tentacles, and tied by the blue-black vines that highlighted the baby's face!

The strange creatures cried and shrieked, trying to drag the "living corpse" Jason behind the door.

Even when his mind was completely controlled by bloodlust and the desire to kill, Jason instinctively felt fear.

"Lotus!"

The sound in his throat intensified, layers of frost suddenly condensed on his scalp-numbing arms, and the blue-black vines that highlighted the baby's face snorted in pain, and a rotting cloudy yellow liquid continued to drip down.

The pulling force slowed down, but it didn't go away.

Jason's constant distraction of the spirits was like throwing a stone into the ocean, and he tried to use the spells of the Death Realm, but it didn't work very well.

His body was unstoppable and determined to move towards the crack in the illusory and mysterious door, sometimes struggling to retreat a little.

Because of the sedative he had taken beforehand, Marić was not completely defeated by the pain, and took this opportunity to take out the last two sedatives, snapped the bottle tube, and drank one and a half in one go.

The suppressed malice in his eyes waned, the distortion of his face returned to normal, and his gaze brushed over to Tyre the Werewolf.

At the same time, with a brush on the ground, Tyre's thin but sturdy body disappeared in place, coming to a dozen meters away.

When his figure was sketched there, there was still an illusory scene left in its original position, and a lifelike black gas rose from the ground, penetrated the remnant, swaying and disappearing.

Tyre doesn't use "flash", he doesn't have any extraordinary abilities in this area.

The extreme speed brought by the "Crimson Moon Corona" that he relied on!

The speed at which you can drag out the afterimage!

At this time, Klein, who was hiding in the shadows at the top of the warehouse, also put his left hand into his coat pocket, touched the iron cigarette case, lifted the "spiritual cage" on the surface, and opened the box lightly.

He believes that the "resentful spirit" Steve must have come to the scene, otherwise if this stalemate continues, Jason will definitely be dragged behind the terrible door, and even if the "werewolf" Tyre has the blessing of the "Crimson Crown", he will not be able to solve Marich for a while, and when the time comes, Sharon will use the "Mysterious Gate" to aim at the werewolf, and the "Crimson Crown" will change owners.

As soon as Klein's fingers touched the "all-black eye" inside the iron cigarette case, his mind sounded, and it was filled with crazy, filthy, terrible babbling!

It was a terrifying whisper that made people's blood vessels bulge, their eyes cracked, and their heads could burst open at any moment.

And in this whisper, Crane saw strange, mysterious, illusory black threads, which were divided into multiple groups, some extending into Sharon's body, some from the "werewolf" Tyre, intertwined but not entangled into the void.

Many of the black lines come from places not far from Marić but do not overlap!

"Wraith" Steve! He's going to possess Marić! Crane retracted his left hand with a thought.

He didn't draw his gun and shoot, but snapped his fingers without a sound.

Bang!

In the gap between the two warehouses, an explosion struck, and a figure in a black double-breasted gown floated out with a churning flame and heat current.

After attracting the attention of others, Crane quickly drew his gun and pulled the trigger towards the location in his memory.

At the same time, the dark gold sunbird brooch on his chest flashed with a streamer.

He attached the "Purification Slash" to the "Purification Bullet"!

Bang!

The bullet dragged out with a pale golden glow.

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