Ghost of Dark Mountain

My name is Lu Xin. I'm one of the few normal people in this world.

A lot of my colleagues ask me how I could be so calm in the face of a crisis.

I smile without saying anything. When I get home from work, my parents and sister are already waiting for me at the table.

"Brother, why should we be afraid of those monsters? They should be afraid of us."

"Son, if you're bullied, you must tell Mom and Dad. We'll get him together."

I calmly pick up my bowl of rice. Monsters? What's there to be afraid of? Can it be as scary as my family?

The sudden rise of the red moon thirty years ago has thrown the world into chaos. The surviving humans not only had to deal with sudden changes in their environment, but also with mutated monsters eyeing them covetously. Fortunately, some of humans had awakened their superpowers and were barely able to keep up the peace. 

However, everyone knows that this security is only superficial. The terrorists in the cities, the awakened who can't maintain their condition, the corrupted monsters constantly threaten ordinary people. 

Upon learning of a new recruit at the Agency—

"Mr. Lu Xin! What do you think of yourself as the savior of mankind, the greatest hero in human history?"

"I can only ensure that my family doesn't step out the house."

Atlas Studios

Since The Red Moon Appeared

AtlasStudios

    The stadium was filled with fanatics.


  And to a certain extent, they were not even considered human.


  It was because half of their mental power was connected to the divine nightmare.


  Their mental power had reached an extreme because of the fanaticism.


  This kind of extreme made them almost unaffected by any mental pollution. Their entire mind only had one thought.


  And that was to pray for the truth to come.


  It was precisely because of this extreme fanaticism that they could become the heart that supplied power to the madness of the entire city.


  However, in this fanatical and even simple mind, a suppressed and cold voice suddenly rang out.


  The facial muscles of many of them twitched slightly, and they couldn't help but open their eyes.


  Then, they felt like they were watching an old TV, and the snowflakes kept jumping.


Hell's embryo _1