Chapter 296 Dedicated to Dance
Advisor Mingming's face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and Advisor Mingming's footsteps were silent.
But the logistics officers of the Anti-Suppression Bureau present could sense that these extremely dangerous guys seemed to be laughing secretly, and a certain sarcastic atmosphere was directly transmitted to their brains in a way that transcended the five senses.
The black-robed consultants moved forward very slowly, but every time they stepped on the round mirror in their arms, it would tremble slightly, as if the monster in the mirror was slowly waking up, opening its sleepy eyelids half asleep and half awake.
The deep and difficult mantras and Sanskrit sounds sounded in unison, and the melody was solemn and solemn, just like a church choir singing psalms of the Old Testament law on Sunday.
It's just that the actual poem is obscure and difficult to understand, and the tone is extremely smooth and devoid of passion. On the contrary, it has no sacred meaning, and is more of a paranoid calm that makes people feel frightened.
It doesn't look like a pilgrimage or worship at all, but more like a judge of the Supreme Court is issuing an unquestionable judgment - I declare that the man in front of me is an irredeemable villain and deserves to be purified by thousands of rays of light! ! !
The logistics operators who were prepared in advance have all put on special earplugs to prevent themselves from accidentally hearing these obscure words and gaining an insight into the appearance of the Supreme House... It seems that they must swallow enough excitement tonight. Take the medicine to keep yourself energetic and unable to fall asleep, otherwise you will definitely fall into that terrible group dream!
The unkind poem awakens the pupil in the mirror, and the absolutely unmerciful light radiates from the clear mirror, shining on the gray and cracked wall of Cross Road Hospital.
As soon as the fluorescent green roots drilled out from the bottom of the abyss were illuminated by this terrifying light, they were so frightened that they wanted to shrink back into the darkness within the wall.
But before the frightened roots could squirm back into the wall, the light in the mirror had ruthlessly deprived the roots of the weak wisdom.
It makes them confused and seems to have cut off contact with the main body. They just dance around and use all their strength to condense bloody and bright red flowers on the branches. The flowers fall and connect to the fruit, and the fruit contains the seeds of continuation.
Even if it is as weird as an emerald tree, its primitive instinct engraved deep in its annual rings hopes to continue to plant more seeds in its limited life - each root is actually a daughter of the emerald tree, and naturally inherits this. The instinct to perpetuate it for future generations.
It's just that the deformed withered fruit fell to the ground, but the seeds were unable to take root smoothly and absorb the nutrients of the earth - the natural rules of the waking world were rejecting the creations of the alien gods - although history was agreed upon by Si Chen, the ruling Si Chen naturally did not All standards will be treated fairly.
And these selfish and narrow roots tried their best to steal the power of the main body to give birth to their own offspring, and the overall power of the Emerald Tree was also weakened invisibly - the remaining believers had been almost completely devoured, and there was no more within the sect. Flesh and life without sweet fragrance.
The extermination soldiers in the hospital had the most direct impression. They clearly noticed that the evil roots twisting in the darkness in front of them seemed to have become weak and weak in an instant. The strength wrapped around the arm armor and greaves suddenly weakened a lot, and no longer existed. Unable to restrain their movements, they broke into several pieces of burnt black wood under the slashes of Wu Gang's sword.
The consultants of the Anti-Suppression Bureau have not even entered the battlefield of the hospital. The unkind light emitted by the seven mirrors of confusion has directly affected the situation of the battle!
Winfreth and Jade Tree tried their best to reverse the situation, but the bone-white projectile that shattered like powder was still greedily carrying out destruction!
The icy-cold fury spreads and flows within the body of the emerald tree, roaring and vowing to burn everything in sight to ashes. When everything is burned, it will go to the banquet of revenge with the hateful and painful girl.
This vengeful rage is endless and will continue forever... perhaps it will not stop until there is nothing left to burn.
This anger and pain cannot be called hot and intense, even if it has spread in the hearts of Winfres and the Emerald Tree, it is as stubborn and difficult to heal as a malignant sore growing close to the bones.
But the damage is limited after all, and it is impossible to destroy the huge emerald tree with just such a blow... As long as there is a steady stream of life force swallowed into the tree, the growth trend can even offset the destruction of hatred.
However, the lives of believers in the religion have dried up, and Winfrey and the Emerald Tree, who are thirsty for the cup of rebirth, are already water without a source.
Their power cannot be effectively replenished and is being consumed every moment. The abnormally growing branches are its desperate struggle - we must try our best to spread and swallow up all the fresh life force within the coverage area. In the belly, use this to relieve the hunger and thirst of the cup, and use this to extinguish the flames of resentment!
At this moment, the roots of the emerald are not only extending inside and outside the hospital, they are also extending rapidly in the dark underground. Those tiny ants, those mice drilling holes, those hibernating coiled snakes... all of them are suddenly intruded upon. The roots penetrated and turned into dry corpses.
But this is not enough. The vitality of these lower creatures is too weak, far less than that of adult humans, let alone an active person.
But even though they are in such a situation of internal and external troubles, Winfrey and the Emerald Tree still insist on not using the power of the fruit in the tree that contains the full power of the heart... As long as the fruit can be completely condensed, I can also use people. The body carried this fruit of infinite vitality and fled overseas, and landed again in a backward and barbaric country.
Forgive me that this land without order and legal principles will surely make my new body grow vigorously! ! !
Until this moment, the two entangled consciousnesses did not realize that their greed had affected their rational judgment.
The mirror glow of the Anti-Suppression Bureau consultant had obviously penetrated the wall and reflected into their hearts, interfering with their thinking and rationality.
In the underground headquarters where only the extermination sergeant was left curled up in a narrow tunnel and fought desperately with the attacking roots, the 19 disappeared wild heart beats also began to step out of the unpredictable shadow, forming a mottled and crazy cocoon-shaped magic circle, surrounding the main body of the emerald tree in the circle.
The deformed insect head vibrated wildly like a cicada struggling and screaming in the mud, playing a silent humming that shook the soul in unison, as if to hatch the innate chaotic moth phase of this ring-shirted creature.
Winfreys and the Jade Tree saw seven mysterious men wrapped in black hooded robes suddenly walk out of the Anti-Suppression Bureau team. The glow emitted by the round mirrors in the arms of these seven people was both cold and hot. It was reflected on the wall of the hospital, but it seemed to directly penetrate their consciousness, making their thinking activities slow down like condensation and frost, and their strong reason was like wax melting when it was heated.
The Jade Roots under his feet suddenly exerted force to lift the middle-aged man's body up, directly passing over the lightning crack above his head, until it floated in the dark night sky.
Seven inhumane glows immediately followed the body with green eyes and twitching muscles. The sacred glow would never let go of any convicted evildoer!
Winfreys only felt that his five senses seemed to melt rapidly under the focus of this glow, and his ears and eyes became blind and deaf, and darkness and silence swept over.
The muscles seemed to be plucked away piece by piece by the merciless light, pulling out tendons like pulling out fishing lines. The strong light fell on his exposed emerald bones like strong acid, corroding pits and small holes, and the merciless light was able to penetrate the bones and pass through them wantonly, greedily chewing up the turbid light in this person's skull.
Boom, boom, boom, boom--
The body with skin hanging like rags suddenly burst into violent tremors.
The broken and perforated heart beats hard, the bloody skin vibrates like the sound of the eardrum, the sweet tongue trembles like a drumstick, and the feet connected to the roots stomp frantically... He has dedicated himself to this
Winfres and the emerald tree have dedicated themselves to the encouragement of the world. They dance thunder in pairs, and they never stop, never stop, never stop!
Dark green tree-shaped lightning cuts through the night sky, and the weird-shaped magic tree is baring its fangs and claws.