Chapter 214: Gao Weier's Fall (XVIII)
Sebastian's consciousness fell into a revolving door of memories on the verge of death, and his body that was originally rushing forward fell backwards because of the sharp dagger that was completely submerged in his head, and fell heavily on the snow.
With Melanie's keen eyesight and abundant rationality, she was able to identify in an instant that this monster with a ferocious face, protruding fangs and black eyes was the boy from the Cowell Hotel, and was also the lowest priority target of their trip. .
However, she originally thought that this ignorant young man was just an ordinary mortal with no connection with the hidden world, but the scene at this moment also broke her original understanding.
"Even this boy is deformed... How could the staff at the Cowell Hotel lose control so easily? Could it be that the secret transmission they studied is more radical and dangerous?"
"No matter what, let's seal his corpse first. The aberrants are also excellent research materials."
However, although the consciousness of the deformed boy lying on his back sank into darkness, his body was not completely dead. Some kind of primitive instinct hidden deep in his blood was alertly aware of the imminent danger of losing his freedom, and immediately activated it without permission, overriding the command of his brain. .
The stiff body was still lying facing the sky, but the limbs suddenly moved on their own. The ten fingers transformed into claws firmly grasped the snow, and the heels kicked the snow crazily, like an extremely fast spider. He crawled on the snow as fast as he could, quickly leaving the dangerous Crossroads Cult.
The young man was crawling in such a strange posture with his back facing the sky, but his speed was astonishingly fast. Even the vines sprayed out by the sprouting zombies could not catch his form. The weird crawling aberrant had already rushed to the cliff in an instant. From the edge, he jumped suddenly and plummeted towards the cold and gray sea.
There was a splash of water, and the distorted shape was hidden under the cold sea surface, escaping at a speed that was difficult to capture visually. The speed was even faster than the fish in the sea.
Even if Melanie, who had the best eyesight, arrived at this time, she would probably not be able to spot the boy's figure in the ink-black water, not to mention that they were still maintaining an array of crossroads and could not move at will, so they could only stay silent. He could feel the wild beating of his heart leaving the range of his heart's perception.
But Sebastian was originally the lowest priority target of the Crossroads Order. Since he escaped so quickly, Melanie ordered the Sprout Walkers and Broken Walkers to return to their original places and continue to guard them. Advance on the cliff.
They did not stop and wait for John Watson, who was alone. Although he was the only blade wielder in the sect except Mr. Nero Bacchus, his time in joining the sect was too short, and his blade skills were still at a weak level. realm.
Even though Brother John is proficient in the use of various types of firearms and weapons, the strength of the secret transmission is still too weak. If there were not two corpses to help restrain the cup-shaped aberrant just now, Brother John would not be able to accurately hit the opponent's weakness. .
The next battle will be a pure battle between secret messengers. The presence or absence of John will not have much impact on the outcome of the battle. The crossroads array is already full, and there is no need for him to contribute his share of the telepathic knowledge. Mana... So the Crossroads Order took the lead.
Not long after, the five members and two corpses of the Crossroads Order had arrived in front of the Cowell Hotel. This stone and wood structure building was still burning with faint flames, and from time to time there was the sound of crackling wood burning.
The exterior walls of the hotel have almost been completely smoked black, but only the room from the top floor to the middle is still intact. It has not even been smoked by the fireworks. It still maintains the color of gray and white like the bones of the deceased, which looks particularly abrupt. It was as if the giant beast named Gowell had been burned by the fire, but the head was strangely spared.
Through their enhanced heart perception, the five members of the Crossroads could barely sense the extremely weak and aging heartbeat after walking three hundred yards away from the Cowell Hotel.
The support team member asked in a walking tone: "Is that the owner of the Gowell Hotel? The real goal of our trip. Why is this heart rate so weak? It feels like half of the body is about to fall asleep in a coffin. Just a dead old man."
As the leader of this operation, Melanie also responded with words: "Don't underestimate the enemy. The two aberrants we just encountered are enough to prove that the Cowell Hotel is far more complicated than we imagined. This seems to be The weakened old Michaelis may have other methods hidden, and we must not take it lightly when it comes to the last moment. "
"No amount of caution can be exaggerated in treating the Cowell Hotel, once famous in the hidden world for its rich collection of books."
"Let's not risk moving forward for the time being. Let's gather our strength where we are and summon the thunder from the sky to bombard the only remaining room and force the old Michaelis to show up."
Melanie turned to look at the two corpses standing silently in front of her, and shouted softly: "Please, please stay where you are to protect us while we interpret the law."
Although it is almost impossible for such low-level summoned creatures to break free from the shackles of the ritual, Melanie still requested the other party in a polite and respectful tone.
After all, this kind of Mansu creatures are almost immortal. Even if the corpses they are living in are completely destroyed and their souls are severely damaged, they can still be resurrected in Mansu. Then, it is very likely that the same Mansu creature will be summoned again in the future. In the eyes of this esoteric believer with a strong light phase, she only needs to pay a little cheap and costless respect and courtesy to have a high probability of gaining the friendship of these two Mansu creatures. This is a very low-investment and high-return move. Why not do it?
However, she still has too little experience in summoning, and her experience in contact with Mansu creatures is not enough. She doesn't understand that for this kind of special life born and raised in Mansu, what etiquette, morality, respect and worship... are all useless nonsense!
If you really want to gain their favor, it is best to give them more opportunities to practice the principles of their master Sichen - even if they are the dependents of this kind of Sichen, they need to perform to please the satisfaction of their Sichen, so as to get a faster promotion.
So the two corpses just nodded expressionlessly. This was still limited by the summoning ritual and they had to obey the orders of these mortals. If there were no restrictions on the ritual, they would not stay so obediently. They would have turned around and stabbed the bone claws/vines into the hearts of the five mortals before they could react, feeling their pleasant painful and struggling expressions/absorbing the sexual power hidden in their flesh and blood!
But the restrictions of the summoning ritual were the order tacitly approved by Boss Si Chen, so they could only obey obediently.
After receiving the nods from the two corpses, Melanie immediately responded with hypocritical thanks, and then began to concentrate on controlling the surging mental power of the church members gathered at her. The mental power was so magnificent and vigorous that she couldn't help but step and dance as enthusiastically as the other four church members, venting her inner restlessness, sweating and vitality, and integrating into the endless and endless long-lasting movement in this world.
But the reason why she could become the leader of this trip was because she also cultivated the rational lamp phase.
At this moment, Melanie's head lamp was also shining brightly, and the cold and merciless emotions like a machine permeated her heart, allowing her to maintain relative rationality and calmness, and to fight against the restless heart phase desires, so as not to fall into the heterogeneous desires derived from the surge in power. And it also enabled her to move and drive this false fourth-level heart phase magic power exquisitely and accurately.
'So this is the power of the fourth-level heart phase, so powerful and so wonderful. '
'Is this the realm where Master Wen Fres is? '
'I wonder when I can reach such a realm? '
'Suppose I take a 10-ml vitality extract every day, after all, while maintaining the current high-intensity work day and night... maybe it will take three years to be promoted to the third-level heart phase. '
'If I don't lose myself in heterogeneous desires during this process, but continue to practice the principles in an orderly manner to accumulate power... then it will probably take ten years to be successfully promoted to the fourth-level heart phase. ’
‘I have been practicing the principles of persistence and movement through high-intensity and high-efficiency work day and night, and even with the vitality extraction liquid to promote the growth of the mind, it still takes at least ten years to be promoted to the fourth-level mind... If it is the mind-phase secret believers of other sects without the assistance of extraction liquid, wouldn’t it take twenty years to be promoted to the fourth-level mind? ’
‘And we must ensure that we will not sink into desires due to excessive practice of the principles in the process... The road of secret transmission is indeed extremely difficult! ’
‘But Master Wen Fres has obviously just been exposed to the secret world for a few years. How can he be promoted to the fourth level in such a short time? Is he hiding some secrets that have not been made public...’
‘Haha, I am overthinking. With the wisdom and great ideals of the master, it would be a strange thing if he was promoted as slowly as me? ! ’
‘It is precisely because of such a master leading us that our Crossroads Sect can move towards a brighter future! ’
The doubt about Winfreys’s abnormal promotion speed did not stay in Melanie’s heart for too long. Perhaps it was the reason of the lamp phase that reminded her that she should concentrate on the things in front of her at this time, or perhaps a seed buried deep in her heart that she could not even detect was tampering with her cognition and thinking, making her unable to doubt and deny, and she must always serve Mr. Winfreys and little Anna loyally, even if she had to sacrifice her life for it!
So Melanie, with her heterogeneous loyalty and calmness, continued to drive the gathered heart phase magic power to focus on awakening the thunder in the sky.
The dull and heavy weird and bizarre drum sound echoed, and the ancient rhythm like the sky and the earth echoed in the cold snow, as if an invisible giant beast was dancing in the wind and snow, chanting the tune of awakening the ancient times with a roar like thunder, and no one could remain indifferent after listening to it.
The passionate dance steps contained a terrifying magic that would make mortals unable to help but dance with joy once they heard it. Even the wind and snow seemed to be stained with this abnormal pulsating breath.
The wind howled more fiercely as if responding to the thunderous drumbeats, the falling snowflakes seemed to be dancing, and even the waves seemed to be more turbulent. The waves hit the rocks under the cliffs and stirred up a little black foam, but a pair of painful and struggling eyes rose in the turbid foam.
The dark clouds in the sky that were summoned just now have not yet dispersed. At this moment, they are getting thicker and thicker in the sound of the drum. The accumulating dark clouds are so deep that they seem to be more gloomy than thick ink.
However, in this deep darkness, there is a violent light - winding white electric snakes pass through the dark clouds, intertwining and colliding with each other as if they are entangled and fighting, and then the winner absorbs the loser and evolves into a thicker electric snake.
The Crossroads Cult's action of awakening the sky is so obvious and so undisguised that any secret believer... no, any mortal can feel that the terrifying power that can destroy everything is about to fall.
But there was no movement from the Gwell Hotel on the cliff, as if the dying old Michaelis did not notice the abnormal celestial phenomenon, the restless drum beats, and the pulsating breath...
But it was precisely because of this that the other party's abnormality was more prominent. This strong resonance of the heart even moved the sky and the snow, but the owner of the Gwell Hotel remained calm, which showed how firm the other party's willpower was and how strong the other party's secret resistance was!
Although Melanie did not know what the other party's trump card and reliance were for being so calm, the other party's indifference was exactly in line with the intention of the Crossroads Cult, giving them enough time to prepare, so that the thunder in the sky had accumulated to a certain limit - this was only the limit that the false fourth-level heart power of the Crossroads Cult's secret followers could control, but it was not the real limit of the Awakening Pulse.
Melanie could no longer control the violent power of heaven and earth, and she controlled the human skin drum to issue an order to stop the accumulation and attack!
The sky roared with terrifying thunder, and the blazing white lightning illuminated the dim world in an instant. A tree-like thunder as thick as an adult's waist fell from the sky and hit the intact gray-white room!
The violent and dazzling thunder suddenly hit the Gowell Hotel, attacked the decayed heartbeat rhythm in the heart's perception, and hit the old Michaelis who was old and decayed!
Another loud explosion echoed on the cliff, and the gray-white room burst open with a bang, and the broken bricks burst out dozens of yards away.
The walls of the Gowell Hotel were torn and the roof was broken, as if it was eaten fiercely by an angry sky beast. The originally solid and indestructible building was covered with shocking cracks and huge holes, and the charred and blackened beams inside were clearly visible.
The fragmented hotel was trembling in the wild wind and snow, and the torn walls and broken beams creaked as if begging for mercy and wailing.
The interior of the gray-white room was finally completely exposed. It seemed to be just an ordinary bedroom, with a burning low bed, a blazing tall wardrobe, a blazing thick desk... and a tall chair with its back facing the Crossroads Cult.
The high-backed chair made of solid wood had also been burned to black, and the remaining red heat could be seen between the wood of the chair back. It was the interior of the wooden chair that had been charred into charcoal and was burning fiercely.
However, the weak heartbeat rhythm had not stopped yet, and was still beating slowly and steadily!
A hoarse and old voice sounded directly in the minds of the five people and two corpses of the Crossroads Cult. Although the tone was plain, it contained endless majesty, and a loud bang resounded in their heads, which seemed to be more solemn than the thunder just now!
"Is this all you can do?"
As the voice fell, a scorching light shone from the broken room, and the dazzling light that was enough to pierce the skull swept over the people of the Crossroads Cult!