Chapter 290: Spiritual Buds
The deserted Cross Road Hospital.
The dim yellow light illuminated the empty waiting hall. The lady at the triage table moved her limbs boredly, raised her legs, lowered her waist and twisted her hips, like a dancer warming up.
However, her mind, which had nothing to do, suddenly sensed that in the staff dormitory area behind the hospital, one, two, three... twelve unfamiliar heartbeats suddenly sounded! ! !
"What's going on?! How come there are other people's heartbeats in the dormitory building, and where are the church members responsible for night patrols? Why are these guys allowed to break into the dormitory building from nowhere?!"
The lady at the triage desk was full of doubts, but she didn't know that the church member in charge of the night patrol had already fallen to the cold ground and fell into an eternal sleep.
When the night patrol carried an oil lamp and patrolled to a place a hundred yards away from the Cross Road Hospital, a crossbow arrow shining with a sharp and cold light accurately penetrated the night and pierced into his heart, nailing the convulsing body. He died on the frozen ground, letting the crossbow arrows that followed pierce his pulsating heart into a leaky honeycomb.
But before the lady at the triage table tapped her toes to pass on this doubt to the nearest church member, the telepathic perception map in her mind that was like a starry night sky had suddenly changed dramatically, and each symbol symbolized The heartbeats of the church members and family members of the church members in the dormitory area were rapidly disappearing, just like the stars suddenly disappearing and dimming without any news.
The triage table repeatedly confirmed that there was definitely no error in her telepathic perception. Her pupils expanded rapidly, and she was so panicked that she began to stutter her inner words, "Is this... could it be..."
At the same time, she seemed to be able to hear an exclamation from the Cup Master in the gynecological diagnosis room upstairs... It turned out that it was really not my imagination! All the heartbeats in the dormitory building have disappeared, leaving only...only those twelve heartbeats that suddenly appeared! ! !
"Attack! There's an enemy attack from outside - Gu Gu Gu Gu"
Before the lady at the triage table could fully utter the words of warning, a steel crossbow arrow that had been ready to go was already roaring with an impatient sound, breaking through the insufficient layer of fat defense, and directly inserted into her vagina. In the heart, the tip of the special arrow sensed the backlog of force, and four sharp blades bloomed like flowers, drawing out the crossroads they believed in and respected inside the struggling and pulsating heart.
This young lady fell down in a daze. She didn't even have time to tap her toes to send an alarm... But this was meaningless, because she had already sensed the hospital until the last moment before she died. Suddenly, dense groups of unfamiliar heartbeats appeared ahead!
A few seconds later, a sharp steel sword passed through the white neck of the lady at the triage table, cutting off the stunned head to confirm the death of the target.
The logistics officers of the Anti-Suppression Bureau who had pretended to be sick and ambush in advance were dragging a few skinny poor people downstairs. They nodded slightly to the group of armored soldiers, and then walked directly to the isolation area in front of the hospital, waiting. Follow-up inspection.
And the rain of arrows that splashed into the sky was already shot out from outside the door, and the bored cultists who were leaning against the window fell down with hatred.
After all, there was a certain cultist with astonishing vitality who used his last bit of strength when he was about to die. Before the cold light pierced his heart again, he suddenly hammered the floor to convey the words of invasion by a foreign enemy.
However, such a weak movement could not attract Winfrey Morgan's attention at all.
He had just learned about the existence of the third path between aberration and understanding. He thought he had come into contact with some deeper hidden secret. He just wanted to catch and dissect the group of alien creatures that were scurrying around like sewer rats. You will definitely be able to see the secret of promotion to higher places! ! !
As for resisting the suppression force of the Anti-Suppression Bureau? This is of course an important matter, and he cannot lose his freedom because of this, not to mention that once a secret messenger like him is arrested and imprisoned, he will inevitably become a carefully raised pig that can't eat as much as he wants.
Perhaps he will live a pampered life, but for this he must lose his freedom, dignity, and perhaps his reason - it is said that the Anti-Suppression Bureau has discovered a certain operation that can remove restless organs in the skull.
But compared to defeating the extermination force, Winfreth had more important things on his itinerary.
1. Absorb the lives of useless believers and accelerate the hatching of the fruits in the tree... If you can drink all the light and flesh of the people in the tree, then the fruits in the tree will surely be able to condense more pure power... Perhaps by then the fruit will The power will be able to reach the fifth level of mind!
As long as I can harvest this sweet and juicy fruit, what if the Tantric foundation established over a period of time collapses? Compared with the easily portable fruits of the tree, this team of believers is the most difficult asset to transfer away... Before you leave the island alone, let these believers dedicate the last value of their lives!
2. Capture that group of alien creatures caused by unknown reasons... Although the cause of these aberration-like creatures is still unknown, at least the scenes seen through the emerald roots cannot be faked... Those monsters possess aberrations A similar body and extremely ancient knowledge hide a possible third secret transmission path... However, due to the uncertainty of this path and the difficulty of arrest and analysis, it is temporarily ranked as the second most important one.
Therefore, the matter of repelling the extermination troops fell to the third most important position... Moreover, defeating the extermination troops so quickly may also lead to a stronger subsequent combat power from the Anti-Suppression Bureau!
So for now, we just need to delay these extermination troops for the time being and wait for the Emerald Tree to completely consume all the believers in the church... Then, we only need to create a fake body to attract attention, and then we can escape directly into the boundless sea along the newly dug secret passage of the underground headquarters!
"The Ottoman Empire, a country that was once extremely powerful but is now weak and about to fall apart... may be a great place to go." Winfreys Morgan murmured.
Until this moment, he thought that his mind was still rational and calm.
But although his proud heart can theoretically heal all the pain in the world and repair all the cracks, it cannot completely make up for the psychological trauma.
The incurable scars of losing his beloved daughter are just hidden, and the grief, indignation and despair have not disappeared, but are deeply hidden, hidden in the heart of this middle-aged man.
The heartache that appears from time to time will remind him endlessly: your beloved has left, and it all comes down to your incompetence, your laxity and your self-righteousness!
The crazy chaos contained in the nineteen strange roars has already flowed into Winfreys's mind unconsciously. Even the lamp in his skull cannot resist the nourishment of chaos like a long stream of water... And all this is thanks to the fluorescent green emerald tree!
As the saying goes, success is due to the emerald tree, and failure is also due to the emerald tree.
Winfreys, who is highly connected to the emerald tree, controls the creation of the ring shirt. The countless emerald roots become his eyes and hands that can be regenerated at any time, and he also becomes the brain of the emerald tree.
He also gained extremely powerful control ability. Even the alien creatures with insect heads have to flee in panic... But the emerald tentacles swarming from all directions will eventually drown them.
But Winfreys did not realize that his soul body had been infiltrated by the illusory tentacles of the emerald tree.
Every time his consciousness issued an order, every time its roots fed back information, the connection between him and it would be further deepened... This connection is not just an exchange of information, but also a fusion of souls.
The Emerald Tree was created by Huanshan, and was born with the characteristics of a heart, a cup, and a moth.
But how could a creation of a hidden god be quietly controlled by mortals and used as a tool for hard work?
If Winfreys had not strangled the unformed thoughts in this seedling when he obtained it.
The Emerald Tree that grew so vigorously must have turned into a terrible cannibal tree... But even so, the veins and tree rings are undeniably engraved with the chaotic nature of the Emerald Tree.
Winfreys is connected to the Emerald Tree, and the Emerald Tree's natural self consciousness is also connected to the superego consciousness of this middle-aged man. The chaos and whims of his nature have infected the glow in his head.
He has been inspired by the bizarre green.
His body is still weak flesh and blood.
His spirit has grown branches and green buds.