I Founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Chapter 288 New Path

Although Winfreth's consciousness had originally sunk into the emerald tree, due to the destruction caused by the extraordinary collapse and the influence of nineteen strange roars, he and the emerald tree could not be completely integrated together.

There seemed to be a thin veil between the roots that extended into the deep rooms of the underground headquarters and him. It seemed that it could be broken with a poke, but it was always difficult to break through.

Although the instructions given can be passed on, the feedback information is vague and hazy. Just like an isolated king issuing military orders to the colonial troops on an expedition, the generals far away overseas may not be able to receive them at all, or they may not receive them at all. Willing to obey, it is even more likely that an independent rebellion has arisen.

It wasn't until Winfres absorbed the lives of the believers in the hall, and flesh-and-blood nutritive bees dozens of times more powerful than frail mortals poured into the emerald tree, and the broken cracks healed instantly, that he was truly connected to the emerald tree.

The fuzzy perception system of the emerald tree suddenly became clear. His nerve signals seemed to be flowing freely among the veins of the emerald tree, completely entangled with the specific perception system of the emerald tree. Those wildly twisting and dancing roots suddenly became stiff, Obediently follow the instructions of the new subject consciousness, and feedback everything you perceive without reservation, as flexibly as driving fingers with ears and ears.

At this time, Winfres had a clear insight into the situation deep in the headquarters.

He saw that all the casters in the forge had fallen asleep in the hot furnace, and the bright red coals were rising and churning with flames, licking the skin as tough as iron.

The nymph monster hiding in the shadows licked its lipless mouth, manipulated the tongs to take out the sizzling and oily roast, and greedily rolled it into its mouth.

He saw the Cultists in the slaughterhouse, naked, sweating and releasing their essence in the sea of ​​dirt and blood. Their pores were dilated due to joy and exercise, exuding fine red sweat like Pinot Noir wine. drop.

The deformed monster waiting for an opportunity to move quickly aimed at the moment of climax and quickly swung its hook. It hooked a piece of delicate tenderloin from its trembling back, soaked it with intoxicated blood and put it into its mouth to savor it.

He saw the lamp cultivators in the laboratory. They were already excited by the speech of the deformed monster with green scales on their foreheads and four eyes. Their eyes were flashing with fanatical light. They were mumbling words and writing them down in succession, memorizing them with all their concentration and never wanting to miss them. This is a rare classroom of the oldest and most original language in the world.

The believers were so focused that they didn't even notice that the weird-looking lecturer had teamed up with another teaching assistant to open their skulls and scoop up a spoonful of clear pudding sprinkled with serotonin and dopamine with a small spoon. They were satisfied. Put it in your mouth.

He saw... Apart from the three deformed monsters that had already fled in the Emerald Hall without a trace, there were actually sixteen deformed monsters in the headquarters of his sect! ! !

Those familiar clothes, those similar silhouettes...these nineteen aberrants were their most loyal believers half an hour ago! But at this time, they have all tacitly understood the distortion of the nymph! ! !

The multi-faceted compound pupils, the weird mouthparts, the carapace and scales... this is clearly a distortion of the moth form, but seven of the believers have never studied the secrets of the moth!

Even if my followers are out of control and deformed, they should not have the appearance of the current insect-headed body. They should be cup-shaped deformed people with abnormally proliferated limbs, or mind-phase deformed people with extraordinarily lush skin and hair!

It is even more impossible to lose control and fall into an irreversible distortion process at the same time as if it was discussed in advance! ! !

Moreover, these moth-like deformed monsters with different tastes and preferences, after seeing the wildly dancing emerald roots suddenly become motionless, they all turned their heads to look at the faintly shining emerald limbs.

Their multi-faceted pupils of different colors flashed with the evil light of disgust, anger, hunger and thirst, and then they all abandoned the food in their mouths, suddenly burst out with weird roars, and all turned towards the Hanguang in front of them. The roots swooped over!

The last scene perceived by the special vision of these emerald roots was, without exception, the gradually enlarging ferocious fangs... and then the contact was completely lost, and even the wild heartbeat gradually moved away.

"These aberrations... actually sensed my gaze, and they were all eager to wipe away the peeping emerald roots?!"

"And they are actually able to suppress the raging hunger and thirst of the fusion of sexes, and patiently cook the flesh and blood of various secret messengers!"

"How could they have such intelligence?!!"

"Is this a deformed person or some other unknown entity?!"

Winfreth had never heard of a record of aberrations still retaining wisdom, especially one of the aberrations who liked to teach others. He was able to speak a primitive language that seemed to flow directly from the source of history!

The curly and tongue-twisting vocabulary is unbelievably complex, and it is not like the sound that human vocal cords can imitate. However, it seems to contain the most sacred meaning, making the listener feel in a trance, as if his soul has sunk into the leaden and sticky Along the river of history, my thoughts drifted back to the barbaric era hundreds of thousands of years ago, listening to the teachings of the God of Words with our ancestors who had not yet learned to walk upright——

Winfreth shook his head violently, and the face of the emerald tree body trembled violently... Even he was almost immersed in the extremely ancient and mysterious words and couldn't extricate himself... But how could such an ancient language come from The mouth of a deformed person who has lost control of his mind? !

Moreover, how could a deformed person hatched from the embryonic egg of my ignorant believer know such secret knowledge? !

An incredible conjecture suddenly emerged in his mind... Could it be that these monsters that were highly suspected of being mutants were not actually the masterpieces of the Anti-Suppression Bureau, but another kind of collective alien creatures born by chance? ! Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the origin of these 19 special mutants!

"That terrible number, that strange behavior, that vast knowledge..."

"The collective sexual distortion in the cult tonight must hide an unknown truth... What kind of power can give birth to moth-phase mutants with innate wisdom?"

After observing the magic of these 19 mutants, Winfreys had already eliminated the Anti-Suppression Bureau from his list of suspects.

Real mutants should devote themselves to sexual desires, and the hunger to practice the code is even enough to erase their instinct for survival.

If the Suppression Bureau has mastered the technology to create controllable mutants, then the British intelligent mutant army would have already conquered the five oceans and seven continents. The military technology of today's world is simply unable to stop a group of powerful monsters who do not know what fear is.

In other words, this group of mutants is definitely not the masterpiece of the Suppression Bureau, but more likely to be some new type of alien creatures that have not yet been documented, or some kind of tribe related to the deeper secrets of the Epoch!

The four eyes on the two faces of Winfreys began to burst out with a hungry light.

"Possessing the power of the mutants, the knowledge of the proficient, and even retaining a certain amount of wisdom, such a strange alien creature group, if one of them can be captured and the secrets hidden in its body can be analyzed..."

"Perhaps my secret teaching path will also be able to open up to another more vast and boundless world!!!"

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