The scarlet moonlight reflected on the snow, and the whole mountain was dyed red.

The crying sound that was getting closer and closer was like a sharp cold wind, drilling into the bones of a person. An Wujiu felt that his hand had been frozen, as if it was stuck to the sarcophagus, and he could not let go of his hand at all.

The blood moon in the sky became bigger and bigger, as if it was slowly approaching. The sun was already at a loss in front of it, forcing only the last ray of light, and the entire earth was shrouded in blood.

"Is that there!"

An Wujiu looked in the direction guided by Fujido Sakura. It was the position of the top of the mountain. A strange blue flame was burning on the top, and an eagle and vulture were hovering above the flame.

The fog rose around the white and thick fog, and the mist gradually swallowed the entire snow-colored plain, and caged the hill, perhaps because of the scarlet moonlight, or perhaps because of the shells in their sarcophagus, there was a fishy smell in the thick fog.

Everyone worked together to carry the sarcophagus to the top of the mountain. When they approached, they realized that the fire was burning higher than that of a human. The sarcophagus was placed heavily on the ground, and snow and dust flew up and penetrated into their noses.

An Wujiu coughed a few times and looked down at the distance. The strange "scream" sound did not disappear, but appeared irregularly, lengthening and penetrating the entire water city.

A sound appeared, but not the holy sound they were familiar with, a strange language they could not understand, ambiguous, sticky, as if it was a sound coming out from the depths of their throats.

After hearing this, everyone looked around and felt that it seemed to come from this burning blue flame.

But An Wujiu felt that it was not.

"Since you've come, then let's start."

He turned his head and looked at the person who said this.

It was Noah, her eyes staring straight at the flames, with a completely reflected firelight in her eyes, turning into a beautiful and weird blue, and her face completely disappeared from her, as if it was a fake, controlled doll.

She repeated the words she had just said, as if she was controlled by the flames, driven by the flames to speak language that they could understand.

An Wujiu called her softly, so Noah turned her neck stiffly and stared at An Wujiu.

In an instant, the blue that spread in her pupils faded away like a contraction and turned back to normal.

"What's wrong? Brother Wujiu."

Her voice was full of innocence, but it fell into An Wujiu's ears, but it coincided with the sound in the flames just now.

An Wujiu felt extremely uncomfortable, and there seemed to be a sharp sound of metal friction in his mind flashing repeatedly, "What were you looking at just now?"

Noah raised his hand and pointed at the fire.

She said that it was the fire of God.

An Wujiu didn't understand what she meant. The next moment, the flame sent out a new command again, which was also ambiguous and strange unknown language.

And Noah spoke and conveyed it to everyone.

"Start sacrifice, all of you belong to the Supreme Lord, who are knowledgeable about oracles."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Wujiu felt his hand move uncontrollably!

Like him, everyone was like this. They had automatically made various actions driven by some unknown mysterious force. Lao Yu pulled Andrew out of the sarcophagus, Matsuura placed him flat on the land, Wu You pressed his chest, Nan Shan fed him in a coma and drank a cup of liquid from the stone tool. Yang Ce and Zhou Yijue raised the heavy stone plate together and placed it in front of the flames.

Noah hit the drum stiffly, while Megan placed the stone frame and the sharp thorn column. Fujido Sakura held up the thing that seemed to be an instrument in both hands, raised her hand slowly, and placed it on her lips.

Fujido Sakura blew the ancient instrument, hoarse, low sound mixed with sharpness, blending with the heavy drum sound, and each sound was like a sharp knife, piercing into their chests one by one.

Fear slowly crawled on the skin like a crawler.

An Wujiu's hand was trembling, and his arms were stiffly folded inward. The power in the dark seemed to be looking for something from him. His hand was fumbled uncontrollably and finally grasped the sharp knife.

His legs and feet were also out of control, moving forward step by step, approaching Andrew's body.

"Come on, human."

"Everything you have comes from me, the sun, the rain, the strength, the mystery of life, the precious knowledge to survive... These are all given by me."

My body sank suddenly, my knees could not support me, and I knelt on the ground.

"I gave you life!"

The sound was empty and loud, and they were just a few humans on the tiny hills in the ice and snow world. They stood in the middle of the thick fog and could not see everything around them. Only this blood-colored full moon above their heads was getting bigger and bigger, oppressing them heavily, and the edge of the moon seemed to be about to touch the top of the mountain.

It's so big that the boundaries are barely visible.

Shen Ti's heart was filled with pain, which was a vague and unreal feeling. He found that everyone seemed to be driven by an unnatural force and was doing regular movements like a machinery.

Even An Wujiu is the same.

He saw An Wujiu kneeling in front of Andrew, pulling his hand out of his robe, holding an obsidian knife that shone brightly under the blood moon.

"Come on, use these holy hands to pierce his chest!"

"Obsidian cuts out the heart and dedicates it to the ice-blue holy fire!"

An Wujiu was cold all over and almost used all his strength to resist the power that enveloped him.

So his hands began to tremble, and his heart suddenly stopped for a moment.

Then, unexpectedly, his heart beat violently, unlike a human being. A hot stream of heat pumped out of his heart, spreading rapidly and violently throughout his body.

Green, large patches of green flowing in this land, as if it was about to flow into An Wujiu's eyes.

So he fell back heavily, but did not fall on the cold snow, but in Shen Ti's arms.

His eyes were closed in pain, his fingers loosened, and the obsidian knife fell to the ground.

"Wujiu, Wujiu..." Shen Ti tried to wake up, but to no avail. Before he could wake up, the sharp knife beside them was suddenly held by a pale hand and taken away.

Shen Ti raised his head and his pupils dilated in an instant.

It's Noah.

Noah held the obsidian knife in two small hands, held it high above his head, and then went down fiercely.

"Noah—"

Just as Shen Ti was shouting with An Wujiu in his arms, warm liquid splashed on his face, and a scarlet montage was covered with his left eye.

"Heart, I need a heart that is still beating!"

The voice repeated in a low voice, and everything in front of me was as strange as a nightmare.

Shen Ti frowned and picked up An Wujiu who had fainted in the waist and prepared for it, but the next second, the vultures and eagles circling in the sky swept down with the aim of Noah.

Noah bent down and planned to put the offering in his hand into the circle sunken in the center of the stone plate.

Chen Ti originally wanted to watch it, but now he is no longer the original him. He knew that if An Wujiu was, he would definitely save Noah.

So he did that, and he threw Noah down and covered Noah's face with his body. The black birds of prey rushed towards her hand and took away the offering that was still beating in her palm.

They tore them into pieces and eat them in an instant, and they disappear in an instant.

Chen Ti raised his eyes and met Noah's blue eyes. A strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if he was ridiculous and proud of him saving him.

This must be an illusion.

Chen Ti stepped back and wanted to reach out to Ranoa, but Noah just stretched out her bloody hand, but Chen Ti didn't hold it.

The instrument in Fujido Sakura's hand made a shrill cry. Chen Ti vaguely heard Noah spit out a few words, but couldn't hear the content clearly, and could only see the squirming of her lips in the fog.

A strange noise appeared behind him. Chen Ti turned around and saw the sarcophagus sealed with the lid. A sloppy stone tablet broke out from the ground and stood in front of the sarcophagus.

The stone tablet is carved with Andrew Greco.

"Sleep peacefully, your heart is with God."

Noah's rose-colored lips opened and closed, and used innocent voice to translate the strange words of flames.

"I need to devour your fragility, confusion, anger, fear, despair, and the deepest despair, enough to rebirth me."

"You will witness my return."

After saying this, Noah also fell on the snow, and at the same time, the originally burning flames shrank into a spark in an instant and disappeared in the wind.

The thick fog gradually dissipated, and the people controlled by unknown forces gradually returned to the clear light, and An Wujiu's mouth, who was sleeping in Shen Ti's arms, was filled with blood.

"Wujiu, Wujiu!"

Wu You, who woke up from the illusion, also discovered An Wujiu who was unconscious. He immediately squatted down and stretched his fingers to explore An Wujiu's breath.

He wasn't breathing anymore!

"Brother Wujiu!"

Chen Ti didn't believe it, so he reached out to press An Wujiu's chest and pressed it tightly, feeling that the lines under the skin on his back were almost squeezed out.

At this moment, An Wujiu's heart hopped heavily.

He slowly opened his eyes.

What Wu You never expected was that his pupils turned green, and a blood moon was reflected in his gem green pupils.

But in only two to three seconds, An Wujiu's pupils gradually became darker and darker, and eventually returned to his own black pupils.

"it's over?"

An Wujiu's voice was very weak.

Wu You nodded, "It's over. Let's... let's go back."

He finished speaking and heard Noah's scream.

Fujido Sakura hugged her body and covered her eyes.
To be continued...