White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 211 He is already tired

The crisp chewing sound seemed to be the scariest sound in the silent night.

Lina rolled her beautiful eyes and soon passed out, unconscious.

Carlos had been hungry for too long. He thought he was just thirsty and wanted to drink a lot of water. But no matter how much water he drank, he could not suppress the restlessness in his heart until he couldn't control it at this moment and was about to drink a lot of water. After biting Lina's neck, Carlos's handsome face was already covered with dazzling red.

Carlos moved his fingers in a daze, and it seemed that his body, which was so weak just now that he could hardly move, was suddenly filled with strength.

What is this strange feeling?

The blood that had not yet been swallowed flowed along the corners of Carlos's lips.

Carlos looked blankly at his blood-stained hands, his eyes full of bewildered despair. Did he just...did he brutally kill his own kind? !

While Carlos was desperate, his eyes were full of unbearable excitement, as if the restlessness in his heart had been ignited and finally had a cathartic point, making Carlos bloodthirsty and crazy. Carlos's sanity was about to be overtaken by physical thirst. Swallowed, he really wanted to fill his stomach at all costs and satisfy his long-awaited desire.

Carlos's eyes turned a little scarlet, and his insidious gaze fell on the face of the vampire hunter, looking into the fearful eyes of each of his friends.

The vampire hunters stared at Carlos as if they were looking at a monster, with fear and hatred.

Carlos was unhappy.

Why do they look at me as if they are looking at disgusting vampires?
But Carlos didn't have time to think too much. He was completely attracted by the smell of blood spreading around him, and rushed straight towards all the vampire hunters. Carlos was crazy, like a life-threatening monster, frantically attacking The blood of every vampire hunter was sucked in once and for all.

After the captain of the team strangled all the vampires, the last thing he saw was his friends lying on the ground, and Carlos who had lost his mind.

After Carlos sucked up Dane's blood, he looked at the captain with his scarlet eyes and burped muffledly.

For Carlos, this was a rare meal.

In Carlos' mind, the memory he wanted to forget the most was about to come out, but Carlos' animalistic nature suppressed his reason and greedily sucked the blood.

The captain stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, almost roaring and crying at Carlos. Carlos, such a hard-working kid, was actually a traitor who had sneaked into the team? !
The captain was always low-key and calm. After seeing this bloody scene, he could no longer restrain his helpless cry. He took out the silver dagger pinned to his leg and ran towards Carlos. He wanted to kill this evil monster. !

Carlos' movements were unusually agile.

He nimbly dodged the captain's attack, then raised his fingertips and stabbed the aorta in the captain's neck fiercely!
In an instant, blood flowed freely!
The captain managed to stabilize his figure, as if he had already seen the end of his life.

The captain supported his body with signs of life passing away, and approached Carlos step by step, pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, and called him softly: "Carlos, wake up, and see what you have done..."

Carlos scratched his head irritably.

He is a blood servant, a blood servant who has lost all reason. He is no longer the human Carlos!
"Carlos, I believe you have your own reasons, but we won't let you go..."

After the captain said these words, he could no longer support his increasingly weak body and fell into Carlos's arms. The blood on the captain's neck was still gushing out. Every time he moved his lips, These are extremely difficult moves.

Carlos seemed to be brought back to some sense by the captain's words.

Kneeling limply on a patch of mud soaked with red blood, Carlos was also in a state of disarray. The dirty blood stains on his body were mixed together. Carlos just thought that the blood was a delicacy in the world, but now, Carlos But he felt that his body was carrying countless sins, and the blood stains were extremely stinky.

Carlos blinked his eyes, and the terrifying scarlet color finally faded away from his pupils. His blue, sapphire-like pupils reflected the hell on earth in front of him. Carlos screamed in horror, and his whole body was shaking. The ground trembled.

There was a strong smell of blood in Carlos' throat, as if there was still cartilage tissue in his mouth that he had not yet had time to swallow.

The pungent smell made Carlos couldn't help but bend down, dig his fingertips deep into his throat, and keep retching.

What a disgusting smell.

But those disgusting smells seemed to be deeply embedded in Carlos' memory, telling Carlos all the time that you are a monster, a monster that eats people and drinks human blood!

"I'm not a monster!!"

"I am human!"

"I am a vampire hunter, and I want to avenge my parents and sister!!"

…………

Carlos yelled over and over again, shaking his head like crazy, the warm liquid on his face could no longer tell whether it was tears or blood, and it might have been mixed together.

The captain, who was tightly held in Carlos's arms, was about to die. The captain felt so tired even if he even moved his eyelids, but the captain was unwilling to dig his fingertips deep into the back of Carlos's white hands, and dug out a few holes with his slender nails. There were bloodstains on his face, and his angry voice contained a hint of mockery: "Carlos, it's all the good deeds you did."

The captain's voice was very soft. Seeing that the terrifying scarlet color just now was no longer visible in Carlos' pupils, the captain could certainly guess the strangeness in this.

The captain's lips were still moving tremblingly, but the voice was too soft and could not be heard clearly.

Carlos trembled and leaned down, placing the tip of his ear tightly against the captain's ear——

"Carlos, you killed us."

After the captain said this, he breathed his last completely.

Carlos was stunned for a moment, with unstoppable tears streaming from his eyes. Carlos shivered and hugged the captain tightly, feeling the captain become stiffer and less warm in his arms. Carlos He hurriedly rubbed the captain's cold hand, hurriedly trying to bring warmth to the captain, but it was still to no avail.

Because Carlos lost control for a moment, the entire team was wiped out, and the situation was already irreversible.

Carlos raised his head and cried in pain, a thunderstorm washed away the pungent blood in the forest.

Water Carlos thoroughly.

Carlos was like a lonely soul. He abandoned the cold corpse of the captain, walked around the corpse of his former friend, and stepped on the broken arm of the vampire. He walked forward step by step. Carlos was confused and didn't know. What does this half-human, half-ghost body belong to?

It was also the moment of lightning and thunder that seemed to awaken Carlos' deepest memory.

Carlos remembered.

He has no sister at all, and he is the one who has experienced misery!

Carlos is the monster who is neither human nor ghost!

Carlos didn't know how long he had been walking. His feet could no longer exert any strength. Only his empty thoughts were still driving him forward step by step. Until the wind howling in his ears became stronger again, Carlos stepped forward. One step left nothing, and he suddenly reacted and quickly took a few steps back.

The rubble he stepped on rolled down the edge of the cliff and fell into an unknown abyss.

Carlos stared at the abyss, lost in thought as he looked at it. Carlos suddenly felt that if he jumped in desperately, would he be free?

Carlos thought of this, and a relieved smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

He seemed to have finally found his home.

So, Carlos closed his eyes and walked to the edge of the terrifying cliff again. Carlos opened his arms and jumped towards the cliff calmly!
"Carlos!!"

Carlos's eyes never opened.

It seems like someone is calling his name in your ears?
Forget it, Carlos didn't bother to open his eyelids and look.

He just wants a relief.

He is tired.

…………

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And the one who kept shouting his name in Carlos's ears was Cain.

That night was a full moon night, and Cain had no plans to travel.

However, Cain overheard other vampires talking quietly, saying that the vampire hunters would set up a hunting array tonight, and they needed to make bait to catch all the vampire hunters.

Cain snorted coldly and didn't take it to heart.

But later, Cain heard that there was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes who killed all his kind.

That boy sucked human blood, and his eyes were scarleter than those of the vampires...

That was clearly a blood servant disguised as a human!
Several vampires gathered together and whispered about the hypocrisy of human beings, and they would turn against each other at critical moments.

Cain's eyes widened in astonishment. He knew who the boy was. It was Carlos who Cain thought about day and night.

Cain grinded his back molars angrily, he was going to save his Carlos.

Cain overheard the specific location of the vampire hunters' formation. After rushing out of the castle, he hurriedly spread his wings and soared in the night sky of the misty forest.

Cain's scarlet eyes were particularly bright in the night sky, and he searched bit by bit for the location where Carlos might appear.

It wasn't until Cain saw the disastrous mess where the vampire hunters had set up their formation that Cain's legs buckled and he staggered, barely able to steady his figure.

The vampires can recover after breaking their arms. The captain of that team thought that after dismembering the vampires, he could kill the vampires. In fact, the vampires were just acting as bait and had successfully retreated long ago.

And those stupid humans fell in a pool of blood and lost their lives forever.

Until those vampire hunters died, they never thought that the person who tortured and killed them was Carlos.

Cain stumbled and held on to the tree trunk. The smell of blood here was too strong. Cain pressed his chest and retched while holding on to the tree trunk.

The traces of the six-pointed star on the soil have long been blurred, and the silver sticks are swaying here and there, and the sharp tops are also stained with scarlet blood, as if to tell the story of what a terrifying scene just now.

Cain repented.

He shouldn't have let Carlos go then.

Cain thought that Carlos would be unable to accept the reality after knowing his true state, but Cain did not expect that Carlos always felt that he was a human being, and when he suddenly realized that he was strange, it would give him an even greater blow.

Cain was going crazy too.

When he thought that Carlos would be like an irrational lonely soul, wandering in the woods like a walking dead, Cain's heart felt as if it was being clenched tightly, making it hard for him to breathe.

Cain walked forward along the meandering blood trail, walked out of the formation of the vampire hunters, and walked to the edge of the jungle-covered cliff. Cain suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the edge of the cliff. That figure.

The young man's back was a little thin, and his golden hair was blowing with the howling wind.

The young man has a delicate profile, curled eyebrows hanging over his eyelids, and a peaceful smile.

The breeze picked up the hem of Carlos's clothes, and the hem of Carlos's clothes fluttered in the wind. The boy stopped in the dense forest, quietly, like the most beautiful oil painting.

Cain was slightly startled, and he stepped forward, wanting to reach out and grab the boy in his dream.

His Carlos is like a spotless white butterfly that shuttles out of the peaceful landscape, but is dyed into a violent flying blood butterfly by the cruel vampires.

Cain's heart ached slightly, and he wanted to hold the fragile blood butterfly tightly in his arms.

Even if everyone despises him and hates him, Cain will not push Carlos away. Carlos is his light.

Still two steps away, Cain gently raised the corners of his lips, imagining in his mind how he would take Carlos far away in the future. He could be his Carlos forever and suck his blood when he was hungry. Will always protect him.

Don't let him get hurt again.

"Carlos..."

Cain called him softly, and was about to reach out and wrap his arms around Carlos's thin waist.

Carlos is still such a thin figure. He especially likes to wear white shirts. This time Carlos wore the uniform of a vampire hunter for the mission. The uniform was mottled and ferocious with bloodstains...

"Come to me." Cain's big hands had already wrapped around Carlos's waist, hoping that this incredibly beautiful little blood butterfly would lose all its guard and fall into his palm obediently, but next time For a second, Cain's eyes suddenly widened.

The light blood butterfly suddenly broke away from Cain's hand.

Carlos had opened his arms, and his handsome face was full of indifference, as if he had no more thoughts of survival.

Carlos never opened his eyes and jumped towards the unfathomable cliff!
"Carlos!!"

Cain's screams were heartbreaking, and his eyes were so wide that they were about to tear out their sockets.

Cain was still a step too late, his hands flew into the air, and he watched helplessly as his light fell into the unfathomable cliff!

That faint light gradually extinguished the last light in the darkness.

Without thinking, Cain followed closely and jumped into the abyss!

With his wings fluttering in the air, Cain took Carlos's wrist and hugged him tightly.

(End of this chapter)