This "false believer" turned into a monster, is actually an immortal existence!

  Only a while, it returned to its previous appearance, and even its body expanded further.

   "Goooo."

  Lucid couldn't help but swallowed, staring at the Roshan in front of him in surprise.

  This is a huge, terrifying monster like a mountain.

  "Why don't I hide it anymore...and the captain and the others to destroy it?"

  I can think about it again, if I really do this, I'm afraid it will not be their turn to destroy themselves after the monster is eliminated.

  This is not desirable.

   "Hey, how can this be done?"

   frowned, and began to worry.

  I don’t know anything about this undead behemoth.

  It is definitely possible to run, but Lucid always feels that he can't just leave.

"Lets see……"

   Things started to get tricky, glanced at Monaghan behind Morris, and Lucid couldn't help flashing a trace of struggle in his eyes.

  The night-watcher captain's face became paler, but his eyes became deeper.

   cleared his throat, he chanted boldly:

   "Ah, the danger of fear, the crimson hope."

   "At least one thing is true: this life flies."

   "One thing is true, and the rest are lies."

  "The flower will die after it blooms for a while."

  ……

  The power that makes people fall asleep quietly diffused, and the action of the huge monster full of tentacles quickly slowed down, as if it turned into a monster, it could not resist the charm of poetry.

  Seizing this opportunity, Morris suppressed her slightly trembling hand forcibly, raised her rapier once again, and launched an attack on it.

  Both of them are so reluctant to turn back and face this huge monster.

  ……

  In the offensive jointly launched by the two, the monster's head was chopped off again.

   But all this seems to be of no use. In the desperate eyes of the two, the monster that lost its head is resurrected again.

  It really seems to be an immortal existence. Even after losing its head again, it still wriggled and wielded its tentacles randomly and attacked the surrounding pulls.

  In Lucid’s stunned expression, it suddenly grew seven or eight heads, quite like a coconut tree.

  "Hey!"

  This special cat is really disgusting...

  Suddenly, she frowned.

  Inexplicably, Lucid actually had a feeling of "self-power being stolen".

"Um?!"

  This made her shocked, and scrutinized herself suspiciously.

  After a while, Lucid shook his head with a weird expression.

  She can be regarded as figuring out the reason why this monster is "immortal".

  This monster is so immortal, it is quietly absorbing the power from the "primitive moon"!

   Frowning, Lucid has questions about the mechanism of the operation of the "primitive moon".

  She knows very well that this is a "pseudo-believer" who prays casually while covering the ears. It stands to reason that the "primitive moon" shouldn't respond to it?

  Your special "Primitive Moon" is a huge alien god, there is no need to respond to such boring and insincere prayers, right?

  But the scene before her was not what she had imagined.

  "Primitive Moon" actually responded to this and gave it strength!

  This is not right!

  The thought turned sharply, Lucid thought quickly:

  “According to the original work, the “primitive moon” is obviously a thinking creature, a smart creature capable of thinking and in need..."

  But the "primitive moon" she perceives now is not like this.

  The current "primitive moon" is more like a cold and ruthless "wishing machine" that follows certain rules!

   is like a cold smart computer!

This is why?

  The mystery is like a messy ball of tangled yarn, which can’t be solved or sorted out.

   shook his head, Lucid gave up thinking.

  It is also strange that since she was promoted to "Witch", the memory of the original work in her mind has become clearer, as if some kind of seal had been unlocked.

  And these dangerous memories don’t seem to bother her at this moment...

   Or is she already in "pollution" at this moment?

  Lucid doesn’t know...

  But so far, she has not been "crazy" because of knowing too much, and there is no sign of "out of control" because of it.

  …………

  After figuring out the principle of the monster's "immortality", Lucid couldn't help but think of a possible solution.

  She stepped back a few more distances, far away from the fierce battlefield, and began to try to touch the “blood moon mark” on the back of her hand with “spirituality”.

  With the infusion of spirituality, Lucid only felt that the blood-painted mark became hot.

  With an illusory broken sound in her ears, her spiritual perception was the same as when she listened to the prayer before, and she immediately went straight to the sky and high above the clouds.

   Lucid at this moment seems to have turned into a real **** at this moment, holding the authority of the "primitive moon"!

  But at this moment, she suddenly heard dense sounds of prayers, curses, and all kinds of weird whispering whispers.

  These mixed voices seemed like a life-killing curse, and Lucid's spirituality was on the verge of exhaustion in a flash, and he was on the verge of losing control.

   "Uh!"

   There was a roar in her throat that did not sound like a human voice, and her spiritual perception quickly fell again and again, returning to her mind.

  And the "blood moon imprint" on the back of the right hand slowly changed its color, from scarlet to silvery white.

   "Huhhhhhhh..."

   collapsed to the ground, Lucid panting heavily.

  There are still whispering and ambiguous whispers in my mind~lightnovelpub.net~ but it is much better than just now.

  Exhausted spirituality made her have a terrible headache, like ten million steel needles swimming in her mind.

  But at least, she didn't get “out of control” because of this.

The    state has slowly recovered, and the previous dangerous situation of "just one step out of control" is no longer there.

   Paralyzed on the ground, Lucid’s face was full of exhaustion, but there was a trace of uncontrollable joy hidden in some of his lost eyes.

  I succeeded after all!

  Before she fell to the altar, she was in authority and moved her hands and feet to the bond between the monster in front of her and the "primitive moon".

  The "tie" has been reversed!

  Before the monster was absorbing the power of the "primitive moon", but now it's the other way around.

  ……

  On the other side, Monaghan and Morris were panting heavily, and seemed to have reached the point where the oil and the lamp were gone.

   Suddenly, without a hint of warning, this monster with many heads and tentacles all over his body suddenly stiffened.

  In the desperate and unwilling eyes of the two, it suddenly stopped all movements.

   Then, like ashes raised in the air, pieces shattered and scattered, disappearing in a blink of an eye.