Chapter 279 Shattered Jade Tree

The thunderous roar left behind when the Great One of the Heart left joyfully also contained a resonant emotion that was admired, but these special words could only be perceived by those who were blessed by him.

Immersed in the grief of destroying his precious daughter's head, Winfreys sensed the thunder specially left for him, and the heart phase inside his soul body beat violently several times, contracting and expanding incomparably, just like a baby's heart rapidly growing to the size of a giant at this moment!

The gigantic heart phase seemed to transform into a huge drum surface, and the originally loose drum surface swelled up as if it was blown up, and the invisible hand violently beat the giant drum named Winfreys Morgan.

The strange surging pulsation exuded unparalleled power!

The body trembled at this moment with the sudden and violent pulsation of the heart phase, and the slightly thin body seemed to swell and become strong because of it, and the new muscles burst out from under the loose skin, and the hideous veins protruded like dancing green snakes.

The rhythmic effect of the heart's violent vibration is far more than that. Even the gloomy and depressed mind is awakened by the thunderous heart rhythm at this moment.

The lamp in the skull is like a huge amount of oil, or like a burst of gunpowder, the candle flame in the lamp suddenly rises and expands!

However, the color that should be cold and merciless is rendered with a touch of thick and insoluble anger and resentment, and the originally blazing white lamp flame has become turbid and dirty.

The clear and bright rational glow is stained with irrational rage and hatred, and thus becomes thick and sticky, like flame-like mud or thick fog.

This sudden increase in the huge candle flame directly broke the originally solid and indestructible lamp, and the crystal clear lamp barrier burst into crisp cracks.

The full turbid glow leaked out from the fine cracks of the lamp, but it did not leak out aimlessly in the light-transmitting skull, but all concentrated in the two narrow windows in front of the skull.

The light in Winfreys' pupils became denser and denser, and the thin and illusory glow even became thicker, like misty and humid rain, and finally condensed into two drops of golden liquid, dripping down his cheeks, just like two tears of extreme anger and sorrow.

If there were any knowers who had already passed the Stag Gate, they might feel that these tears seemed to be somewhat similar to the tears of joy or sorrow when Grillby opened the gate.

However, the essence of the two is completely different. Grillby's tears not only contain the terrifying power that is rarely seen in the awake world, but also contain the unspeakable secrets of past history, which are the past events that even the gods guarding the gate are unwilling to recall.

And Winfreys's tears are just the product of the entanglement of the grief and anger of the apprentice of the Invisible Art and the glow, and they only contain the mixed emotions of meager power and cowardly dirt. Even the sacrifice used for the ceremony is probably not willing to accept anyone.

Unless this grief is mixed with disgusting and obscene memories such as immorality and deviance, it may be possible to please a certain Sichen who likes to transform into crows and his family.

But Winfreys obviously did not use this as a banner to sacrifice to the god of voyeurism. He only saw that he held these two tears full of painful emotions tightly in his palm. The touch was neither cold nor hot, and he could only feel unbearable grief.

He raised his head and looked at the hole above his head. Just now, another furious thunder fell from the sky for no reason, directly landing on the ceiling above his head, and directly blasted holes in the walls reinforced by the protective ritual. The hot and red broken steel bars were clearly visible among the ruins.

The thunder that fell for no reason was more powerful than his own, and the thunder contained a familiar meaning... like the breath of his own guide and his own guide was very similar.

"The great one has revealed to me..." Winfreys murmured.

He looked up at the strange thin bird that was fleeing rapidly outside the hole in the wall, and the light in his pupils became unusually sharp.

Like a vicious venomous snake swallowing and spitting out its snake signal to sense its prey, the light in his pupils, which was as solid as an arrow blade, was radiating from time to time. The light gradually condensed in the process of swallowing and spitting out, and it really compressed the insubstantial light in the pupils into two arrow blades that were not sharp but extremely lethal!

Winfreys resolutely raised his head and looked at the strange thin bird circling in the sky, gritting his teeth and said: "Damn Mothman, you dare to take Anna away from me-"

"Then you will be buried with Anna!!!"

The light in his pupils, which was condensed like an amber sword, suddenly surged, like two arrows that had been waiting for a long time and could not wait to shoot out. Two dirty gold tears floated up in time and mixed into the long-shot light arrow blades, and the inexplicable grief also sank into it.

The two arrow blades were already attached with heart-wrenching emotions. Compared with the old Mikalis who just condensed the glow and burst out a blazing heat that was almost comparable to the casting, Winfreys's use of the power of the lamp was obviously more brilliant and exquisite. He could drive out the negative emotions entangled in his heart and transform them into spiritual weapons that directly hit the enemy's soul!

Even if the caster was as tough as a heavy armor that could withstand bullets, he could not resist this kind of attack that directly hit the heart and shook the soul with his body like a hundred forged steel!

Not to mention you weak moth people! Not to mention the skinny bird-shaped incarnation! ! !

The speed of these two glowing arrow blades was extremely fast, almost comparable to thunder, and a dark color was faintly flowing between the clear white incandescent glow, like black blood, like blood-red tears.

Faced with this sudden attack, the strange thin bird that was flying by itself was no longer as foreseeing as before, as if it had received the help of a god.

When it sensed the dazzling arrow blade shooting from behind, it immediately twisted its body with all its strength.

The thin bird shape quickly turned 360 degrees in the air, and at the same time, the membrane and wings vibrated at an extremely low frequency, and while deflecting the direction, it also mobilized the power of abandonment.

It tried to force the sad light arrow blade to forget the idea of ​​attacking, abandon the power of the lamp phase, and even forget its own existence, even abandoning its existence.

The sad light arrow blade entered the dark whirlwind rolled up by the strange thin bird's wings, and immediately, like a slender ice ridge melted into the hot ink, the tip of the arrow blade began to melt rapidly, and the strong lamp phase glow that was enough to annihilate the minds of a large number of mortals and make their thinking degenerate like an idiot was gradually diminishing.

However, the strange thin bird's moth phase power, which was always successful, suffered a rare setback for the first time.

Perhaps this bird-shaped body does not contain all the power, or perhaps the enemy this time is a knower who has awakened the third mark, or perhaps the grief of losing a middle-aged daughter does contain an incomprehensible powerful force... In short, it tried its best but could not completely dissipate the grief light arrows that were tracking it, especially the grief and indignation of revenge hidden inside the light arrow blades that seemed to be roaring in anger.

The two light arrow blades pierced directly into the chest of the strange thin bird, easily penetrated the thin torso, and directly passed through its back.

The light arrow blade that passed through the chest was stained with black blood, and this little bit of blood was also disappearing under the strong light.

The faintly flowing grief color in the light arrow has disappeared, and it has obviously turned into an attack that pierces the soul and exploded directly in the body of the strange thin bird!

The strange, skinny bird suddenly stiffened and fell straight down. The next second, countless fine needles formed by the condensation of glow suddenly pierced out of its skinny and dark body, turning this mass of sinful flesh and blood into a shining hedgehog.

The minions of the Chonge Secret Organization were obviously no longer alive, but the resentment that was blocked in Winfreys' heart did not completely dissipate because of this. The color of the lamp in his skull was still mottled and turbid, and the endless sorrow and pain slowly flowed out from the cracks of the lamp like thick smoke.

He stared at the broken bird falling straight down from the horizon, and a stronger light burst out from the depths of his pupils, re-forming a new arrow blade of light. This time, the amber-like arrow blade was mixed with more pain. I believe that this blow will definitely be able to directly blast the bird-shaped incarnation that deserved to be cut into pieces!

The strong and merciless glow will definitely completely annihilate its soul, leaving it incomplete and broken, and causing a tragic end of dementia and distortion in the pollution of the turbid wind of the secular world! ! !

The light in the pupils was emitting, and the outline of the arrow blade became clearer and clearer. The anger and pain that were darker than blood and scarlet than thick ink had completely permeated the two light crystals, like an arrow on a string, ready to go!

Winfreys narrowed his eyes slightly, aimed at the moth-like bird shape that was falling straight down, and was about to burst out directly! ! !

Ah ah ah ah——

However, at this time, the bonsai on the desktop suddenly let out an extremely shrill and painful wail.

And Winfreys even sensed that the ground under his feet was shaking violently, and the ground seemed to be groaning under the heavy burden, but this still could not stop the light arrows in his pupils from shooting out. The two arrow blades with terrifying power roared and danced wildly in the night sky, like twisted blood-black lightning, and exploded directly on the dying weird skinny bird!

The sinful and filthy flesh and blood all splashed under the strong and even violent light bombardment, and the dark and dull flesh and limbs gradually lost the chaotic color and almost faded to pure white.

This blow was mixed with a lot of grief, and Winfreys's mind calmed down temporarily... The lamp in his skull seemed to have restored the pure white glow, and his mind was once again filled with pure light, like a container filled with clear springs, and the full glow overflowed from the glass-like skull.

However, the resentment and anger in his heart have not completely dissipated, and those terrible emotions that are enough to destroy him are still gradually leaking from the bottom of his heart and spreading, until the clear light is once again stained by the filth of revenge... At that time, he will no longer be able to suppress the rage in his heart... This rage can only be temporarily extinguished by the blood of the moth man.

With a grim face, Winfreys turned around and covered the trunk of the bonsai pine tree, and his consciousness was transmitted along the jade roots inside... However, this time the speed of his consciousness was particularly sluggish, as if a galloping horse stepped on a dilapidated muddy road. Even if it could travel a thousand miles a day, it had to delay its speed due to the terrible road conditions.

It was not until 1.6 seconds later that the consciousness of the leader of the Crossroads Cult was finally able to sneak into the underground headquarters protected and blocked by layers of imprisonment rituals, and then he sensed that the thick jade roots in the center of the hall were covered with shocking and hideous cracks, and bright red blood flowed between the scars, and the blood was mixed with a little gold.

There were also pieces of broken jade crystals falling down, just like his own skin and flesh were gradually peeling off, and the indescribable resonance pain spread along the rhythm of the heart to the nerves of the body, attacking his brain.

Winfreys' body couldn't help but feel the same pain and began to spasm, and veins on his forehead bulged violently.

The light in his pupils quietly extinguished, and his eyes, which had returned to their normal appearance, were dull and lifeless, as if he was wandering in space.

At this moment, in the underground Crossroads headquarters of the hospital, the emerald rhizome supporting the cave like a pillar of heaven was faintly shining with dazzling scarlet light. The blood-stained and hideous scars were flashing with different colors of light. The only remaining roots that had not been broken were frantically sucking the life force of the pigs.

In the slaughterhouse, the emerald roots suddenly rose from the ground and waved their claws in the air, just like the tentacles of the legendary man-eating tree on Madagascar Island twisting and dancing wildly. The vine tendrils like dancing snakes suddenly stretched straight and pierced the pigs in the prison who were at the mercy of others. The pigs happily opened their arms and embraced the attacking emerald vines, allowing the sharp needles on the top of the vines to pierce their hearts deeply...Hahaha, I can finally end this miserable life. Fellow inmates, I will go first! ! !

The former homeless man who roared out his last words with laughter had turbid tears in his eyes, and his laughter reverberated in the narrow prison room...even though his cheeks were shrinking and withering rapidly, and his body was shrinking rapidly to skin and bones.

His smile did not stop until the moment when the tide of death overwhelmed him...the anesthetic toxins contained in the emerald vines made him spend the most beautiful moment of fantasy in the last moment of his miserable life.

The vines, as slender as a child's arms, surged with blood and flesh essences, like a python swallowing a large prey, the swollen blood and flesh balls flowed quickly to the trunk of the main body, and the large blood and flesh essences were transported to the bottom of the main trunk of the hall, and the huge emerald grinding wheel formed by the curled roots.

Countless fine snake-like jade roots swam quickly, pushing the grinding wheel of flesh and blood to rotate rapidly, purifying the dirt and flesh of mortals into pure life force, and then filling the scars on the main root stem. On both sides of the broken cracks, jade particles like small bumps proliferated, gradually repairing the wounds.

However, at this time, the door of the underground headquarters finally could no longer withstand the continuous impact of the thick object outside the door. After a groan of unbearable humiliation, it flew backwards with a bang, and the thick door panel directly crushed the poor gatekeeper with a red spot on his forehead.

Winfreys looked over and saw a group of soldiers in armor swarming in from outside the door!

The armor shining with pure white brilliance contained the so-called sacred power to purify all evil... This is the rarest specialty of the island, the steel of noon. The only force that can be so luxurious as to forge armor and weapons with this strange steel is, and can only come from that place!

He tightly grasped the trunk of the ancient pine tree, and the words in his trembling heart seemed to be roaring heartbreakingly:

"Anti-Suppression Bureau! You damned bastards! You actually violated our agreement!!!"

The strange and ferocious human face that suddenly appeared on the tree-like crystal shining with dark green emerald light roared like this.