The moment his words fell, the seawater in the stomach wall tumbled violently, and a violent and fierce force surged out from Chen Yangrong's body, and from the realm point of view, he was only half a step away from breaking through the peak of the "Klein" realm and reaching the human ceiling.

In the frantically churning seawater, the glimmer of the lantern fish flickered uncontrollably, its own realm was not high, and at this moment, under the impact of Chen Yangrong's power, it was already crumbling.

Feeling this terrifying power fluctuation, Lin Qiye's brows furrowed slightly.

"His mind has been completely corrupted by that mass of flesh and blood." Lin Qiye's gaze swept over the stomach wall that wrapped Chen Yangrong's body, and said to Jia Lan in a low voice, "I can sense that an extremely strange and irritable divine power is pouring into his body from the corpse of the giant beast......

An Qingyu had heard from the mouths of the members of the Ancient God Church that the more powerful the god, the easier it was for his divine power to affect the personality and thoughts of the agent, although Chen Yangrong was not an agent, but I think the principle was the same.

Under the washing of such a huge amount of divine power, his subconscious mind and thoughts have been completely affected. ”

"You're saying that none of his current thoughts are actually his own?" Garan asked, confused.

"Well, if what he just said is true, then after all, he is just an ordinary fisherman who entered here by chance, how could he be so bold as to threaten to bring back a god of the god system within four days? What a change in mind!

If I'm not mistaken, I really want to lead in the return of the gods...... It's it. ”

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and pointed to the stomach wall above his head.

"This behemoth? What does it have to do with the Cthulhu Mythos? ”

"I don't know yet...... Perhaps, it was a creature that once worshipped the Cthulhu Mythos, or perhaps...... It is a member of the Cthulhu Mythos. ”

In the frantically surging seawater, the stomach wall of the giant beast had already engulfed most of Chen Yangrong's body, leaving only a head and a chest with a long knife exposed.

Strands of hair swelled in the water, and he lifted his old face to look at the void above his head, and the reflection of a blood moon faintly appeared in his eyes......

He spoke slowly:

"The Blood Moon is coming again......"

……

Fishing village.

The sky was getting dark, the dusk of the sunset was obscured by heavy dark clouds, and before the night had completely fallen, the sky and the earth were dark.

The originally calm sea suddenly rolled up a cold and violent wind, the waves were rolled up dozens of meters high, and slapped heavily on the shore, and the broken water droplets turned into a bloody rain, sprinkled on An Qingyu and Chen Gou.

Chen Gou collapsed to the ground, his body curled up in pain, his hands covering his ears, and frantically hitting the ground with his forehead.

"Say no more! Say no more...... My head is going to crack! ”

As if he didn't know the pain, his forehead hit the ground harder and harder, and blood dripped down his cheek to the ground, but he still didn't mean to stop, as if he wanted to smash his head hard!

An Qingyu's brows furrowed tightly, and he grabbed Chen Gou's shoulders to stop his self-harm.

"Uncle Chen, what did you hear......

Before An Qingyu's words were finished, the whole person was stunned.

I saw Chen Gou's blood-stained face, a pair of eyes scarlet like blood, he stared blankly at the dim sky above his head, and a blood-colored moon was reflected in his pupils, exuding a strange light.

"I heard ......," Chen Gou muttered to himself, "'they'......'"

An Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately urged the forbidden ruins, his eyes were stained with a layer of gray, and he began to quickly analyze Chen Gou's body.

Vaguely, he saw a strand of scarlet silk extending from the sea, splitting into two, one of which fused into Chen Gou's blood, constantly eating away at his spirit and body.

Another ray of light pierced through the endless sky, and I don't know where it went.

"Soul pollution?" The moment An Qingyu saw the silk thread, her brows furrowed tightly.

He took a deep breath, and his gray eyes stared at the blood-colored thread seriously, as if he wanted to analyze its existence, but the next moment, his eyes suddenly hurt sharply, as if a sharp thorn had pierced into his eyeball, and he closed his eyes uncontrollably.

"Ah......h

It took dozens of seconds for him to regain his senses, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, gasping as if he had collapsed.

Just now, at the moment when he wanted to analyze the blood-colored silk thread, the strange pollution power passed through his gaze, wanting to invade his mind, but fortunately, An Qingyu's reaction was fast enough to withdraw his gaze in time, otherwise he might be like Chen Gou, polluted by that strange power.

But he didn't understand why Chen Gou was just an ordinary fisherman, so why would he suddenly be involved with this horrific pollution?

An Qingyu looked at Chen Gou who was lying on the ground and screaming in pain, and then turned his head to look at the blood-colored silk thread that extended from the bottom of the sea, and the second silk thread that split into two and flew to the sky and disappeared, as if he thought of something, his pupils contracted slightly!

“…… My wife died of illness a few years ago, and my son walked out of the fishing village a few years ago to wander outside......"

“…… A few days ago, my father and I went out fishing and encountered a storm...... I was lucky enough to be caught by other villagers' fishing boats, but my dad didn't ......."

Chen Gou's two words suddenly echoed in An Qingyu's ears, and at this moment, he thought of a possibility.

"Blood? This kind of soul pollution has penetrated into the bloodline? An Qingyu muttered to himself.

If his guess was correct, the blood line extending from the bottom of the sea was from Chen Gou's father, who was also the true source of this soul pollution.

And this strange soul pollution, through the bloodline between the underworld, is affecting his children and grandchildren, including Chen Gou who is still in the fishing village, and Chen Lu, the grandson who left the fishing village early.

Chen Gou's dream in the past two nights is not just a dream, as he said, this is his father is transmitting some kind of message to them through blood.

The dead, pools of blood, red moons, kneeling ......

An Qingyu seemed to realize something, and looked up at the sky suddenly, and at some point, there was already a blood-colored moon on the edge of the thick dark clouds, quietly poking out.