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Chapter 605 Blood Moon

This is a very bizarre sight.

Over the years, Zhou You has seen many terrifying things, but all of them are within his knowledge.

However, this is what we are seeing now.
It's not as disgusting as that plague cauldron, and it's far less eerie than those corrupted gods and Buddhas.

But how should I put it? It's like a combination of all disordered things, and the only word that can describe this scene is 'grotesque'.

Sewage flowed freely in the pipes, with viscous substances occasionally falling from above and being flushed away through the extra-large sewer. Meanwhile, the eyeballs were moving around in an irregular manner, humming something—it sounded like a song, but it had no pitch, no lyrics, and not even a melody. All that could be heard was a chorus of dissonant sounds echoing in the air.

But without realizing it, one wants to get along with others.

Amidst this frenzied ocean, Zhou You raised his head and looked to the other side—thankfully, the elevator the fat man had mentioned was not far away.

Suppressing his nausea, he leaned on his cane and walked towards the exit—

However, the moment his foot touched the fleshy blanket, all the sounds stopped.

All eyes turned to Zhou You.

Unlike the evil spirits I had encountered before, this one contained no malice, only pure aspirations.

—They want to become one with you.

That's it.

But the problem is that Zhou You doesn't want to become that thing. He turned his head and decided to see if there was any other way.

But at this time.

The heavy thud of the cart behind me sounded again!

Damn it, you're like a persistent ghost!

Pursuers were behind them, and strange things were ahead.

Zhou You made his choice after only a few seconds of thought.

—When faced with two evils, choose the lesser one.

He took a deep breath and then slammed his cane hard into the ground.

Although it was an inanimate object, it seemed to come alive the moment it came into contact with blood and flesh. A mouth appeared out of nowhere on the wood and began to hum a song.

Zhou You gritted his teeth, enduring the tearing pain, and started running in small steps.

The leg injury wasn't severe enough to cause permanent disability, so if the consequences weren't a concern, it would be possible to force oneself to run a certain distance.

As for what happened next... damn it, I was almost dead, that's something to think about later!

Only when you actually set foot on flesh and blood did you truly experience that strange feeling.

He even saw human flesh and blood used as feed, swallowed by one deformed, obese man after another upstairs, and then transformed into jelly-like fuel to sustain the entire apartment building.

In a daze, he too became a cog in the machine, playing a grotesque and terrifying melody alongside those flesh and blood beings.
"Gan!"

Biting his tongue, Zhou You forced the taste of blood and pain to dispel the discomfort, and ran towards the exit with all his might.

The space here has changed, and the distances are much farther than one can see—hundreds of meters, a hundred meters, ten meters.
However, just when victory was in sight...

The sound of a cart being pushed suddenly rang out behind us.

Zhou You was taken aback. Although he was fleeing for his life, he had been paying attention to the movements behind him—that guy was clearly quite far away from him, so how did he suddenly appear behind him as if he had teleported?
But just as he was wondering what was going on, those long, thin arms had already grabbed his neck.

In an instant, a chilling feeling seeped into my very bones.

Zhou You froze on the spot, only able to watch helplessly as that thing pressed down on him—his fate was already predictable; he would either become fodder or a fattened pig.
—What a joke! How could I possibly die in a place like this!

Most of his body was already stiff, but he still had a little mobility left in his arms. Just as the other party was about to lift him up, Wan Ren slid out of Diancang Ring and then stabbed him in the back!
This sword strike wasn't imbued with any supernatural power, nor did it require much physical strength to wield—however, Wan Ren had ultimately wounded the remains of a fallen Buddha, thus possessing an inherent ability to restrain such strange creatures.

As expected, although the sword tip only pierced in by an inch, the tall, thin figure still released his grip in pain, and at the same time, Zhou You finally regained control of his body.

however.

He did not choose to run away directly.

In situations like this, running away directly will only give the enemy an opening.

so
"Disaster strikes, target: this guy."

In the darkness, the statue in the temple seemed to reach out and point forward—and then, even though they were on flat ground, the tall, thin figure suddenly staggered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou You decisively gripped his sword in reverse, used his injured leg to forcefully turn around, raised Wan Ren high, and slashed it down towards the opponent's neck!
This time, a sharp scream of pain finally rang out.

Of course, given his current physical condition, the sword wound wasn't actually that deep. It wasn't enough to kill him, let alone incapacitate him—but it did create an opening.

Similarly, it also provides him with a temporary escape opportunity.

That elevator is definitely out of the question; it's too far, and besides, it takes time for the elevator doors to close. By the time I drag my injured leg over there, it'll be too late!
So, where can we still run now?

Zhou You's eyes darted around and immediately fixed on a certain spot—and then his face instantly fell.

Well, back and forth, I still have to learn from The Shawshank Redemption and go down here.

Glancing at the bottomless pit, Zhou You pushed off with one foot—the next second, his body lunged forward, and the tall, thin figure tried to grab him again, but his fingers ultimately brushed past Zhou You.

It just watched helplessly as someone jumped into the sewer and was swept away along with the viscous liquid.

Finally, in this empty room, only a sharp and angry roar rang out!
To be honest, it was an extremely disgusting and long journey.

The sewers were teeming with all sorts of creatures. Although there was no feces in the pipes, it was probably because too much waste had been discharged that all the creatures inside had mutated.

Flies with human faces, snails with dozens of tentacles, and cockroaches fused together with chunks of flesh, all crawling on with human hands—everything was beyond the limits of imagination, leaving only disgust.

Fortunately.

These guys seemed to be used to eating nutritious sewage, and they had no appetite for Zhou You's small body. Apart from a few curious ones who poked at him a few times, the rest didn't even glance at him.

In that brief exchange, Zhou You had exhausted all his strength and could only lie there, drifting downstream until he finally fell into a filthy, deep pit.

It was still night, and there was no human voice or light around. Looking up, one could only see a few tall buildings—but still no human voices.

However, Zhou You still stopped what he was doing.

He floated in the pit, looking up at the sky.

The moon is high in the sky—that's fine.

The color is red—perhaps it just happened to coincide with a blood moon total lunar eclipse, but that's not a problem.

But can someone tell me?
Why is the moon alive?
(End of this chapter)