The red-nosed man rushed to the side of the safe in a few steps and took out a radio transceiver and a codebook from a secret compartment.
He squatted there and quickly translated the news of Charlie Raker's accident into a message before sending it out.
In the building where Raker's bookstore was located, a brown-skinned maid rolled up her sleeves and poured a bottle of indigo liquid onto her left arm.
The skin there immediately changed color, but under the indigo blue, wisps of black light appeared like swimming nematodes.
The black light quickly gathered to form a strange face the size of half a palm. Its eyes were as small as rice grains, and its mouth was as big as a saucer.
"Charlie Lake met with an accident." The maid looked at the face on her arm and said word by word.
Every word she uttered seemed to take on a shape of its own, materializing into indigo between her mouth and arms.
Right on the heels of that, the words that seemed to be written intertwined together and were enveloped by the same colored smoke.
At this moment, the mouth of the strange face on the maid's arm opened bit by bit, sucking in the indigo smoke and words.
All the abnormalities disappeared, leaving only the skin on the maid's arm that had yet to return to its original color.
In the darkness outside the window, a tiny, ordinary bat flapped its wings, changed its motionless state, and flew off to an unknown location.
...
On another street less than 500 meters away from Raker's bookstore, a restaurant that specialized in Southern Continent delicacies floated in midair.
One by one, tiny bats flew out of the darkness and gathered together, causing thick smoke to rise.
The smoke and bats seemed to be illusory as they vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving behind the figure of a man in a tuxedo without the corresponding hat.
The man was thin and tall, and he was extremely tall. His hair was relatively light, almost silver, and his eyes were bright red as though they were filled with blood. He was none other than the Sanguine Earl, Mistral.
He raised his left hand that had a ghostly-blue gemstone ring on it, touched his slightly exaggerated bow tie, and looked at the restaurant that had long since closed for the day.
He looked at the restaurant that had long closed and said, "The two pieces of intelligence have finally gathered here."
Just as Mistral finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of him. She wore a dark black regal dress and a small bonnet of the same color. Her hair was pale gold, her eyes were blue, and her face was pale. She looked like the most exquisite doll.
The trees on the street below suddenly swayed gently, and the lights of the gas lamps flickered at the same time.
"A puppet." Earl Mistral nodded slightly, acknowledging Sharon's identity and status.
Sharon didn't look at him. She looked at the second floor of the restaurant.
There are remnant feelings of worship towards the Mother Tree of Desire.
"Then there's no problem." Mistral turned around in midair and nodded at the area with the densest darkness. "Lord Nibbs, please seal this area."
An old and heavy sigh sounded, and a pair of wings covered in dark skin and countless patterns and symbols suddenly stretched out from the darkness. They grew larger and wider, and in two to three seconds, they completely enveloped the surroundings.
The restaurant fell into an abnormal darkness, as if it had been moved out of the World of Reality.
Mistral no longer hesitated, nor did he attack directly. He took out a bronze box embedded with many rubies and took out an item from it.
It was a transparent glass ball shaped like an eyeball.
Then, the Sanguine Earl's expression contorted in pain as he let the glass ball leave his fingers and fall down.
The glass ball emitted a tiny bit of light in the darkness, as though it was being attracted by something as it constantly adjusted its direction in midair.
Finally, it landed in a room on the second floor of the restaurant.
A dazzling white light erupted, and it was as though a "Sun" had risen in the room, illuminating everything, causing all the filth, corruption, evil, undead, and darkness to rapidly melt away.
"Eh …" Mistral, who had long closed his eyes, suddenly frowned and let out a puzzled sound.
He didn't sense any signs of resistance in the restaurant!
Although Sharon, who had changed her gaze from looking down to level, didn't have any change in expression, her tightly bound light blonde hair seemed to sway slightly.
After the "Sun" rose, it quickly "fell." The blazing white light helplessly fell silent in the darkness.
As this was something that targeted evil spirits, the building where the restaurant was located didn't suffer any damage. Sanguine Earl Mistral opened his eyes. After looking at it for two seconds, he reached out his right hand and grabbed upwards.
The darkness above the restaurant instantly came to life, transforming into illusory shackles that bound the entire roof.
With a jarring creaking sound, the roof was pulled up by the shackles and hung in midair.
Without this obstruction, be it Mistral or Sharon, they could clearly see the situation in the target's room.
A radio transceiver was placed on a square table covered with a tablecloth. Beside it was a translated message. Opposite it, there was an indigo charred mark on the ground.
On the other side of the room, there was a rather old piano. The piano stool was brown, as though it had just been moved.
On top of the piano was a glass of red wine. There was a flesh-colored, sticky, and strange figure soaking in it.
The rest of the furnishings and decorations were like those of a normal house. The only difference was that there were some herbal powder and essential oils that had been splattered.
This made Sharon, who could directly obtain revelations from the spirit world, have a vague thought:
The people here had just left!
Before she, Earl Mistral, and Marquis Nibbs could react, the red wine with the flesh-colored figure soaking in it emitted a blurry glow.
The glow instantly expanded and became bright, forming a seemingly huge "crimson moon" in the room.
The crimson moon's glow dispersed the darkness in the area, making the demigods who were participating in the battle feel like they were on the ground and looking up at the sky.
Sharon's blue eyes seemed to freeze for an instant. She suddenly raised her left hand and flipped it, revealing a dark red accessory in her palm.
The accessory was shaped like a full moon. It was embedded with crimson gems, and in the middle was the symbol of the moon and many mysterious labels.
This was the Scarlet Lunar Corona that Sharon had obtained with the help of Sherlock Moriarty. It constantly emitted a tranquil glow, making the wielder immune to the effects of the full moon.
However, the "crimson moon" in the restaurant wasn't as simple as a full moon. It was closer to a blood moon, or even exceeded it. An indescribable spirituality was born as a result, causing the area isolated by Nibbs's huge wings to produce a demonic and silent feeling. Even though Sharon was holding the Scarlet Lunar Corona, she could feel the evil in her heart swell. She felt as though an unimaginable change was brewing in her body.
She instinctively wanted to transform into an evil spirit and hide in the trees and gas lamps, but reason stopped her impulse. This was because the crimson moon's illumination didn't leave any blind spots.
At this moment, Sanguine Earl Mistral saw his stomach bulge up bit by bit. He felt the pulse of life slowly condense within him, attempting to take shape.
As a Beyonder creature that could borrow the power of the moon, he hadn't prepared any additional means to eliminate the effects of the blood moon. He originally believed that he would be filled with joy in such an environment, allowing him to do as he pleased, but he never expected the situation to change so strangely that it completely exceeded his imagination.
He felt that if this continued, he would give birth to a new life, an evil and terrifying life of unknown origins.
The authority of the Moon itself included reproduction and reproduction!
At the same time, on the pair of gigantic bat wings that covered the surroundings and created darkness, white fine fur grew out in an extremely horrifying manner.
Nibbs grunted softly as a crack appeared in the seal on the area.
A few streets away, Emlyn White was rubbing the Oath of Rose ring that was embedded with a ghostly-blue gem when he suddenly obtained Earl Mistral's senses. He saw what he saw and heard what he heard.
As for the feelings and thoughts that belonged to Earl Mistral, they were transmitted into Emlyn's mind after a long period of accumulation. It made him sit up straight in fright as his expression warped. His stomach churned as he had the urge to vomit.
With the help of Creeping Hunger, Klein was hiding in the shadows outside the restaurant, but the marionette he controlled, Qonas Kilgor, had long infiltrated the darkness created by Nibbs. Using Distortion, he bypassed the isolation and maintained the connection with the Spirit Body Threads.
At this moment, under the illumination of the illusory crimson moon, he was surprised to discover that his marionette, which was essentially a dead person, seemed to have the tendency to reproduce!
And that new life was definitely a child of the Mother Tree of Desire!
Th-this is similar to the Sanguine Ancestor Lilith in the legends of the City of Silver, as well as the Primordial Moon that Emlyn mentioned … Indeed, the Mother Tree of Desire has already grasped a portion of the Moon's authority. Furthermore, it has been infected to become exceptionally evil, even more evil than it was originally … Klein was just about to switch places with his marionette and enter the range of the crimson moon's illumination to "Teleport" away with Miss Sharon when he suddenly felt an indescribable joy.
It was the joy of seeing a flower slowly blooming in one's garden after a long night in the morning fog. It was the joy of leaving the city and heading to the suburbs, breathing in the fresh air in the woods after the rain, and seeing mushrooms grow. It was the joy of all things growing and the birth of new life.
The white fur on the gigantic bat wings that covered the surroundings fell off. Earl Mistral's slightly protruding belly shrank back again. Sharon, who was struggling to hold on with the Scarlet Lunar Corona, seemed to relax a lot.
Right on the heels of that, the crimson moon in the restaurant rapidly dimmed, as though someone had sucked away a large amount of its glow.
Finally, the crimson moon vanished, and everything returned to normal.
Did the Sanguine's Duke Olmer take action? Klein nodded in thought and continued hiding in the shadows.
Mistral restrained his angry expression and looked down at the restaurant.
He said in a deep voice, "The target seems to have sensed it ahead of time …"
"Not too much ahead of time." Sharon combined the situation at the scene and the revelation she had obtained from the spirit world to give her answer.
Mistral's bright red eyes revealed a strange glimmer. After observing and analyzing for a few seconds, he said, "That's right.
After observing for a few seconds, he said, "The people here left almost at the same time we arrived, leaving behind that cup of red wine and that strange doll.
"This trap doesn't seem to have been prepared. It's more like a last-minute setup …"
Having said that, Mistral looked at Sharon.
"Why were they able to sense the danger in such a timely manner?"
Sharon's expression was calm as she replied in an unchanging tone, "It's not because of the Mother Tree of Desire."
"It's not because of Mother Tree of Desire."
This Evil God was still unable to infuse too much of his power into reality, so it was hard for him to give an early warning.
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