In the legends of Atlas, the three moons in the sky are the projections of the three gods in the sea of magic, and in some wild history, there is a fourth moon hidden in it, and the gods it represents were swallowed by one of the people of chaos and fell, and the original body was dyed blood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unlike Cecilia, the Crimson Moon, the blood-colored Fourth Moon is more primitive and frenetic, symbolizing chaos and carnage, staining the entire sky.

Under the light of the blood moon, it was a savage and chaotic scene.

The monster was two people tall on its body, it was prostrate on the ground, its long hands and long feet were very sharp, its head was like a wild wolf, its red eyes revealed a thick killing intent, and Bai Sensen's fangs were stained with sticky blood, which was dripping on the woman's corpse little by little.

It's like a legendary werewolf, but this can probably be regarded as a tentacle enhancement version in front of you.

Women's organs have long been gnawed and mutilated, and the air is filled with a strong fishy smell, which is disgusting.

"What happened?"

Fiona curled up behind the counter, peeking out the door with some unease.

"Lock the door – if you don't want to die. ”

Lawson left a sentence and stepped out the door.

Peng——

Slamming the door shut, Fiona hurried over to lock the deadbolt, and before she could add a second lock, she heard another roar from outside, followed by the dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the flesh, and the roar immediately weakened and eventually vanished.

Fiona had never seen anything like this, a few tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, helplessness and fear enveloping her, and the woman fell to her knees and sobbed quietly until a knock on the door pulled her out of the whirlpool of despair.

Knock Knock Knock –

Fiona shuddered at the crisp sound, but soon a reassuring voice came from outside the door.

"Don't open the door, listen, use any means you can think of to contact the outside world, I think you should have that kind of thing, the city is full of monsters now, tell the people outside about this. ”

It was Rosen, he said in a flat tone, as if the previous battle had been as ordinary as eating and sleeping.

"Okay, okay. ”

Fiona felt a little throbbing in her heart for some reason, and her originally uneasy feelings were settled by Rosen's ordinary words, she thought about it, she did have some props that could contact the outside world, so she nodded.

"Should I contact the Templars? or the Rainbow Tower?"

Neither the priesthood nor the mage seemed to be of some help to the current situation, Fiona asked tremblingly, and in her heart she even wished that Rosendo would stay by her side for a while.

"It's all right, the strongest force you can think of, call them here. ”

Lawson didn't care who was going to solve the matter, and around him, three werewolves had already gathered.

"If you don't want Byron Weiss to disappear from the map, call them all. ”

Fiona's next response Rosen didn't listen, as one of the werewolves had already pounced.

These monsters were clearly stronger than the average mercenary, superior in strength and speed, and the wriggling tentacles were also fearful, and the werewolf bared its sharp teeth and tried to tear Lawson to shreds.

But Rosen's sword was faster.

A flash of silver light flashed, and the werewolf was already in a different place, and the tentacles were cut off, twisting on the ground, and finally turning into a pool of purple pus, and the corpse of the monster gradually withered, revealing blackened bones.

"Huh?"

The bones are somewhat familiar to Rosen's eyes, and the appearance of the pelvis and ribs is no different from that of a human.

Thinking that after the parasitism of the etching insects, due to the increase in strength, usually the size of human beings cannot control these primitive and chaotic energies, and these hosts are likely to mutate, Rosen also has the answer in his heart.

The mutant rats in the sewers are only a rudimentary increase in size, and those synthetic beasts must be a further result, and these werewolves may also be mutated by humans after being parasitized.

The remaining two werewolves saw that their companions were killed, and they had the intention of retreating for a while, but their eyes were still staring at Lawson, as if they would pounce on them in the next second.

Lawson didn't hesitate and stepped out.

The air in front of him was violently compressed, and a furious wind blew through his blade with a sharp pop, and the heavy greatsword was like a whistling arrow that reached the werewolf's throat before it could react.

A sword flashed, and thick blood gushed out, staining the already dirty ground even deeper red.

At the same time, the other werewolf, seeing that two of his kind had been killed, did not care about the others, and roared towards Lawson.

But Lawson turned around lightly, and the great sword swirled in his hand as if it had a will of its own, and in an instant, the werewolf who pounced on him had been split in two by the blade, and the section of the corpse was extremely neat, as if it had been cut by a precision machine.

"Although the absolute strength is not bad, is the combat experience unusually small?"

Rosen secretly assessed these werewolves in his heart.

At this time, he saw that the tentacles on the werewolf who had been killed by slitting his throat gradually dissolved, and the ugly head of the evil wolf also emitted a little green smoke, and after these were all dripping, it was clearly a human face.

Rosen hadn't seen the man, and the corrosive liquid had eroded his face into unrecognizable faces, but it was undoubtedly human.

Then, from several neighboring houses, there were a series of human screams, which gradually changed to the roars of wild beasts, and only the intermittent cries for help were heard abruptly, and only the sound of heavy breathing echoed around Rosen.

It seems that these holy waters are really props that use the characteristics of the etching insects to transform human beings.

I am afraid that people who have taken a certain amount of holy water have already planted the seeds of the imprint worm in their bodies, and these seeds can only make people feel a hundred times more powerful in normal times, but once the mother gives the command, these seeds will grow wildly, absorbing the power of the host and transforming it into mutated monsters.

Looking at it this way, in this Byron Weith City, at least one-third of the people have taken holy water, and the monsters that will be born are probably far more than this number.

The whole city will be plunged into madness, and at the heart of the maelstrom is the towering Byron Weiss Cathedral.

A faint bell rang like a funeral bell for the city.

Rosen noticed that countless werewolves were emerging on the streets, in shops, alleys, and on the eaves, with fresh blood still remaining at the corners of their mouths, staring at Rosen's location.

"It looks like we can only kill all the way. ”

His sword clenched, condensing his magic at his side, ready to strike.

But then, the werewolves stopped their progress and took a few steps back as if they were afraid of something.

Then, with a low roar, a monster appeared around the corner.

Completely different from werewolves, mutant rats, and synths, the monster had the appearance that Lawson was familiar with, but it was not the creature that Lawson knew it was.

It was a wild boar.

Two-storey wild boar.