The man with the red nose rushed to the safe in a few steps and took out a radio receiver and a code book from the secret compartment.

He squatted there, quickly translated the news about Charlie Lake's accident into a telegram, and began to send the message quickly.

Inside the house where Lake'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 suddenly changed color, but beneath the indigo, there were strands of black light that stood out, like wandering nematodes.

These black rays soon gathered into a strange face half the size of a palm, with eyes as small as rice grains and a mouth as big as a saucer.

"Charlie Lake had an accident." The maid spoke slowly, looking at the face on her arm.

Each word she uttered seemed to take on a shape of its own, emerging as an indigo entity between her mouth and her arms.

Then, the words that seemed to be written one after another intertwined with each other and were wrapped in smoke of the same color.

At this moment, the mouth of the strange face on the maid's arm opened a little bit, and inhaled the indigo smoke and the words into its mouth.

All the abnormalities disappeared, leaving only a patch of skin on the maid's arm that had not yet returned to its original color.

In the darkness outside the window, a tiny, ordinary bat flapped its wings, changed its static state, and flew to an unknown place.

…………

On another street less than 500 meters away from Lake's Bookstore, a restaurant specializing in southern continental cuisine was half empty.

Tiny bats flew out from the darkness, gathered together, and created thick smoke.

The smoke and bats seemed to be illusions and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the figure of a man in a tuxedo but without a matching hat.

The man was tall and thin, very upright, with light hair color, almost silver, and bright red eyes, as if containing blood. He was none other than the vampire Count Mistral.

He raised his left hand with a blue gemstone ring, touched his slightly exaggerated bow tie, looked at the restaurant below that had already closed, and said:

"Both pieces of intelligence finally converged here."

As soon as Mistral finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of him. He was wearing a dark court dress and a small soft hat of the same color. His hair was light golden, his eyes were blue, and his face was pale, like the most exquisite doll.

The trees on the street below suddenly swayed slightly, and the lights of the gas street lamps flickered at the same time.

"A 'puppet'." Count Mistral nodded slightly, acknowledging Sharon's identity and status.

Sharon didn't look at him, but looked at the second floor of the restaurant and said:

"There is a residual feeling of worshipping the '**mother tree'."

“That’s no problem.” Mistral turned in mid-air and nodded towards the area with the thickest darkness. “Lord Nibais, please seal this place off.”

An old and heavy sigh was followed, and a pair of wings covered with dark membranes and emblazoned with countless patterns and symbols suddenly stretched out from the darkness, growing bigger and wider, completely covering the surroundings in two or three seconds.

The restaurant suddenly fell into abnormal darkness, as if it had been moved out of the real world.

Mistral did not hesitate or attack directly. He took out a bronze box inlaid with many rubies and took something out of it.

It was a transparent glass ball in the shape of an eyeball.

Then, the vampire Count Mistral twisted his expression slightly in pain, letting the glass ball slip from his fingers and fall downwards.

The glass ball emitted a little light in the darkness by itself, and seemed to be constantly adjusting its direction in mid-air as if it was attracted by something.

Eventually, it landed in a room on the second floor of the restaurant.

A brilliant white light burst out immediately, and it was as if a "sun" rose in the room, illuminating everything and rapidly melting all the filth, corruption, evil, undeath, and darkness.

"Eh..." Mistral, who had closed his eyes long ago, suddenly frowned and made a puzzled sound.

He didn't feel any resistance in the restaurant!

Sharon's expression did not change much as she had changed her gaze from looking down to looking straight ahead. However, her tightly bound light blonde hair seemed to shake slightly.

After the "sun" rose, it quickly "set", and the blazing white light faded helplessly into the darkness.

Since this was something aimed at evil spirits, the house where the restaurant was located had not suffered any damage. The vampire Count Mistral opened his eyes, looked for two seconds, then stretched out his right hand and grabbed it upwards suddenly.

The darkness above the restaurant suddenly came alive and transformed into illusory shackles that bound the entire roof.

With a teeth-grinding creaking sound, the roof was forcibly pulled up by the shackles and hung in the air.

Without this obstacle, both Mistral and Sharon could see the situation in the target room clearly:

A radio receiver was placed on a square table covered with a tablecloth, with a translated message next to it. Opposite to it, there was a burnt indigo mark on the ground.

On the other side of the room, there was an older piano with a brown piano stool that seemed to have just been moved;

On the piano, there was a glass of red wine, in which was soaked a flesh-colored, sticky, weird little man;

The rest of the furnishings and arrangements were just like those of a normal home, except for some herbal powders and splashes of essential oil hydrosols.

This gave Sharon, who could directly receive inspiration from the spirit world, a vague idea in her mind:

The people here just left!

Before she, Count Mistral and Marquis Nibais could react, the red wine in which the flesh-colored figures were soaked began to emit a clear glow.

The light instantly expanded and became brighter, forming a seemingly huge "red moon" in the room.

The radiance of the "Red Moon" dispelled the darkness in the area, making the demigods participating in the battle feel as if they were on the ground, looking up at the sky.

Sharon's blue eyes seemed to freeze for a moment. She suddenly raised her left hand and flipped it lightly, revealing a dark red ornament in her palm.

The shape of this ornament is like a full moon, with scarlet gems inlaid all around, and the middle is filled with moon symbols and many mysterious signs.

This is the "Crimson Moon Corona" that Sharon obtained with the help of Sherlock Moriarty. It continuously radiates a peaceful light, making the holder immune to the effects of a full moon.

However, the "red moon" in the restaurant was not just a full moon, it was closer to a blood moon, or even surpassed it. An indescribable spiritual power was fostered as a result, making the area isolated by Nibais's huge wings appear eerie and silent. Even with the "Crimson Moon Crown" in her hand, Sharon could feel the evil thoughts in her heart growing, and felt that unimaginable changes were brewing in her body.

She instinctively wanted to transform into an evil spirit and hide in things like street trees and gas lamps, but reason stopped her impulse because the "red moon" shone without blind spots.

At this time, the vampire Count Mistral saw his stomach swell up little by little, and felt the pulse of life slowly condensing inside, trying to take shape.

As a supernatural being who could draw on the power of the "moon", he did not prepare any additional methods to eliminate the effects of the blood moon. He originally thought that he would be filled with joy and give full play to his abilities in such an environment, but he did not expect that the evil changes in things would be beyond his imagination.

He felt that if he delayed any further, he would give birth to a new life, an evil and terrifying life that came from nowhere.

The authority of the "moon" itself includes reproduction and proliferation!

At the same time, on the pair of huge bat wings that covered the surroundings and created darkness, dense white hairs grew out, which was extremely terrifying.

Nibais grunted, and a crack appeared in the blockade of the area.

A few streets away, Emlyn White was stroking the "Rose Oath" ring inlaid with a dark blue gemstone out of boredom, when he suddenly gained Count Mistral's current senses, seeing what he saw and hearing what he heard.

Some of Count Mistral's feelings and thoughts, after accumulating for a long time, also entered Emlyn's mind, and he was so scared that he sat up straight with a distorted expression, his stomach churning, and an urge to vomit.

Klein's real body was hiding in the shadows outside the restaurant with the help of "Creeping Hunger", but the secret puppet he controlled, Qonas Kilger, had already lurked in the darkness created by Nibais and used "distortion" to bypass the isolation and maintain the connection of the "Spirit Line".

At this moment, under the shining of the illusory "red moon", he was shocked to find that the secret puppets, which were essentially dead people, seemed to have a tendency to reproduce themselves!

And that new life must be the offspring of the "**Mother Tree"!

This, this is similar to the manifestations of Lilith, the ancestor of the blood clan in the myths and legends of the City of Silver, and the "original moon" that Emlyn had mentioned... As expected, the "**Mother Tree" has mastered some of the power of the "moon" and infected it with an extremely evil power, even more evil than before... Klein was about to exchange positions with the secret doll, enter the range of the red moon, and "teleport" away with Miss Sharon, when he suddenly felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

It is the joy of seeing a flower slowly blooming in your own garden in the morning mist after a long dark night; it is the joy of leaving the big city and going to the suburbs, breathing the fresh air in the woods after the rain and witnessing mushrooms grow; it is the joy of the growth of all things and the arrival of new life.

All the white hairs on the huge bat wings that covered the surroundings fell off, and Count Mistral's already slightly bulging belly shrank back. Sharon, who was struggling to hold on to the "Crimson Moon Crown", seemed to be a lot more relaxed.

Then, the "red moon" in the restaurant dimmed rapidly, as if someone had sucked away a lot of its brilliance.

Finally, the "red moon" disappeared and everything returned to normal.

Was it the vampire Duke Olmer who took action? Klein nodded thoughtfully and continued to hide in the shadows.

Mistral suppressed his anger, looked at the restaurant below, and said in a deep voice:

"The target seems to have noticed it in advance..."

"Not too long in advance." Sharon gave her own answer based on the situation on the scene and the revelations she got from the spiritual world.

Mistral's bright red eyes revealed a strange glimmer. He observed and analyzed for several seconds before saying:

“About the same time we arrived, the people here left, leaving behind the glass of red wine and the weird doll.

"This trap doesn't look like it was prepared. It's more like a temporary arrangement..."

Having said that, Mistral looked at Sharon and said:

"How come they can detect the danger so quickly?"

Sharon's expression was calm, and her tone remained unchanged as she replied:

"Not because of the '**mother tree'."

This evil god is not yet able to infiltrate too much power into reality, making it difficult to give advance warnings.