Chapter 300 Give Your Heart

These nineteen deformed monsters were born from ordinary Crossroads believers.

At this moment, their skin had been shed, leaving their flesh exposed and bloody, with only the black beetle head slightly intact, as if a strangely shaped helmet was inserted into the broken neck of a corpse that had no face at all.

What's worse, some of them had lost their ferocious fangs and their mandibles, and a large part of the lower part of their terrifying insect heads was missing. The deformed and ugly incompleteness would only make the viewer nauseous.

The flesh and blood of some monsters' arms or legs had also been shed, revealing the horrifying bloody bones, but they still insisted on staggering around.

The deformed mouthparts of this group of alien monsters that came and went without a trace moved slightly, and a strange crackling sound burst out that resounded directly in the mind.

Crack, crack - like a scissors opening and closing in the skull.

This vibration was enough to tear the gap between the skin and the soul, and poured into the new half-flesh and half-plant life consciousness without reservation.

It seemed to have caught a glimpse of the most frightening thing in an instant. It felt like glimpsing an incomprehensible huge machine that was running quietly but could explode at any time. It was also like walking on a quiet street in the middle of the night, and suddenly looking back, he saw the sticky blood-like darkness spreading towards him.

The glow in the new Morgan's head had been updated in the process of reshaping. Its knowledge reserves were chaotic and complicated, and it was completely unable to explain the situation in front of it.

It couldn't help but scream in horror in the diluted light yellow honey in the tree body, but the scream turned into a full bubble, gurgling up in the tree body and exploding with a bang, and the hoarse scream reverberated in the emerald honey.

But the new Morgan couldn't even hear his own screams - at this moment, there were a lot of evil whispers in his head. It seemed that the world in front of it began to spin rapidly, but the hideous and terrifying black insect faces kept spinning around it, bursting out indescribable sneers, sneers, sneers, wild laughs and belly laughs! ! !

Hehe, look, it seems to be frightened and crying!!!

Haha, what a disgusting and ugly body...

Haha, you are finally in our hands!!!

A huge force, perhaps from behind, or from inside, or from the old emerald tree that has turned into a pupa, directly threw the stunned and panicked Morgan out of the amniotic fluid that was rejuvenated!

Its gestation process was rudely interrupted, and the old power and knowledge had not yet been fully instilled into this weak body-now it is weak and stupid, just a perfect body with a prototype.

The remaining consciousness in the tree body quickly extended its struggling tentacles, trying to snatch back its immature self.

However, the huge power given by the dark green thunder has consumed too much in the process of reshaping the body-they originally wanted to consume the old power and transform it into the infinite potential of the new body.

Now, only a few withered dark green electric snakes remain in the emerald tree. They attach new tentacles with difficulty, like desperate arms seeking help to grasp their future hopes.

However, these haggard and shriveled tentacles can't break through the defense line built by the 19 monsters. They are bitten, torn, and split into wood pieces the size of fingernails, but they still wriggle unremittingly... until the burning lamp oil spills down, the blazing flames burn them to black, and the stinking smoke is mixed with the desperate cries of the tentacles.

The newborn Morgan lies on the ground, curled up and shivering.

At this moment, in the cognitive world formed by its six sensory systems - the dim and lightless cave is full of mottled moths covering the sky, the ears and brain are full of the chattering of wings, countless moth legs crawl over the skin and flesh like brushes, and the sharp mouthparts like needles pierce into the bone marrow, injecting digestive fluid that corrodes reason and radiance - it seems to fall into the spider's predatory web, and its mind and spirit seem to be melting!

"Aaaaaaaa——"

The new Morgan couldn't control himself and slammed his head on the ground with his hands, trying to use pain and drowsiness to numb the hallucinations in his mind and numb the fear and anxiety in his heart.

Its behavior seemed to really work. The crackling sound of the shock in his skull stopped abruptly, and the tide of fear that melted the five senses had also receded. Even the world perceived by the emerald gradually became brighter, as if the darkness before dawn had finally left, and the dawn of hope broke through the night and descended in front of it.

At the same time as the dawn, a thick hand fell in front of it. This hand seemed to have experienced countless tragic battles, with knife wounds and gunshot marks all over the surface, and obvious protrusions on the joints. At first glance, it felt a little scary, but also gave people a full sense of security... If there was such a gentleman standing by my side, I guess I could overcome any kind of suffering.

The new Morgan thought so and raised his head with hope.

As expected, all those hideous insect-headed monsters had disappeared. In the empty underground cave, there was only a thin and calm man half-crouching in front of it, offering a helping hand to it, which was sobbing softly due to fear.

"Mr. Morgan, are you okay?"

The new Morgan recognized at a glance that the reliable man in front of him was John Watson, whom his old self had recruited into the cult some time ago... In his incomplete impression, this was a retired officer with a brilliant record, who had shown abundant sympathy and love to his little Anna, and who escaped from prison and cured his leg disease with his help.

Even if he ignored the seeds of loyalty planted by his old self, the John in front of him must be a loyal person to me!

The new Morgan confirmed so confidently.

But at this moment, it was panicking, but it never thought that the believers in the underground headquarters should all drink up their old selves.

This is how John, who is worthy of the second-level telepathy, appears here. He should have died in the backlash of the promotion ceremony.

But now the new student Morgan only thought that John appeared in front of him too timely, and he was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

Although my incubation process was interrupted for no reason, and only incomplete knowledge and power remain in my new body... But the hateful anti-suppression bureau will definitely soon find something wrong with the body of my old self, and quickly rush to the underground headquarters, I There is no time to continue the ending of giving birth to a new life, now we must leave here as soon as possible!

The new student Morgan moved his new heterogeneous vocal cords and managed to appear calm and composed, but his words had revealed his inner tension.

"John? It's you! It's so great!!!"

"Quickly, help me to the ritual room! As long as we use the secret passage in the ritual room, I can take you and I to escape together and escape from the siege of the Anti-Suppression Bureau!"

"Let's flee overseas together, to a country where there is no anti-suppression bureau... In that chaotic and disordered land, we can spread our desires of law without any scruples!"

"John, I promise you that when I ascend, you will be my apostle walking on earth on my behalf!"

The heroic words of the new student Morgan were vaguely mixed with the telepathic power that he had not mastered yet, making the impassioned blood seem to turn into touchable waves, seeping into the hearts of the believers in front of him.

But it was thinking in its heart: "As long as John is coaxed into sinking into the well with me, I can use the complex environment of the underground river at the bottom of the well to stretch out the roots in my body and pierce his heart to absorb the sweet life... ...Rejoice, John, your life will be the means of my escape, and I will never forget your contribution!”

Watson smiled slightly after hearing this, and his eyes seemed to be shining with longing. He grasped the palm of Mr. Morgan, who looked many years younger, lifted him up from the wet and sticky ground, and then held his hand. He punched his chest with his fist, making a powerful banging sound, and said unswervingly:

"Mr. Morgan, please rest assured that I will never let down your expectations, your trust, your foundation, or your... heart!"

The new student Morgan was still smiling with satisfaction when he heard the first half of the sentence. However, when he heard the last word of John's words, a trace of doubt appeared in his unusually green eyes.

It frowned slightly as if it hadn't heard clearly, and said suspiciously: "Heart?! What on earth are you talking about, John?"

"Let's go to the ceremony room first. The church members who held the promotion ceremony tonight have unfortunately suffered backlash. We may also be able to use their corpses to sweep away the traces of their departure-"

The new Morgan suddenly recalled a certain fact. In its muddy memory, it clearly remembered that when its old self controlled the emerald roots to go to the ritual room, it saw eight dark and dim shadows, which were dead bodies that had suffered the backlash of the ritual... And one of the dead bodies was none other than John Watson standing in front of him at this moment! ! !

Fright and confusion once again climbed onto its cheeks, and that strange, sharp, crackling sound resounded inside its skull again. Mottled and chaotic shadows swept in from all directions, drowning it like a cold and biting dark tide!

It once again heard those nineteen, no, twenty-one crazy and chaotic, ferocious and strange smiles!

The nineteen deformed insect heads covered with pitch black carapace appeared before the eyes again, and the sound of flapping wings was directly poured into the brain, and the gap between flesh and soul gave birth to a heterogeneous itching, as if there were thousands of ants crawling around. There are nerves, but where are the nerves in the gap between the spirit and the body? !

"Hahaha, this tree head actually thinks that we are just an illusion for a moment!!!"

The girl with twin faces burst into laughter, "Hahaha, Winfrey, you stupid idiot, have you forgotten what it's like to be my mother Dick?!"

Even the leisurely and calm deputy leader couldn't help laughing wildly, "Hahaha, I'm sorry Mr. Winfrey, please die generously!"

Only John, standing at the front of the crowd of crazy laughers, just smiled lightly, but underneath this gentle mask was an indescribable terrifying monster.

The eight-toothed smile that was standard enough to be included in textbooks looked particularly creepy, and the remaining right eye seemed to be flashing with a black and white bloodthirsty evil light!

Even the gentle and friendly voice revealed a coldness and ruthlessness that could make half-human and half-plant life shudder.

"Dear Mr. Morgan, please take the initiative to donate your heart!"

"If you do it yourself, you can at least retain a trace of dignity... You definitely don't want to see my group of guys doing it. I'm afraid that your new young body will be eaten to pieces by then."

"It would not be good if the lovely little Anna saw such a bloody and cruel scene. It would inevitably leave an indelible shadow on her young heart."

"So, for the sake of cute little Anna, I'd better ask Mr. Morgan to do it yourself!"

Although these words sounded like a polite request for consent at first, in fact, there was an undeniable coldness in John's words, and the group of hungry and deformed monsters behind him even burst out with roars that filled the sky. It seems that as long as the new Morgan dares to say no, they will immediately swarm it and eat it into a pool of blood without even leaving any bones!

Little Anna... When the new Morgan heard this name, all the memories that he had abandoned and suppressed for all kinds of uneasy fantasies surged into his mind, and the broken lamp in his head struggled to shine a flash of inspiration.

All the unusual things that happened this night appeared in his mind, and all the incomprehensible clues now extended thin lines, interweaving with each other to form a large network of conspiracy.

"It turns out that John, who pretended to hold a temporary cocktail party, was trying to corrupt the hearts of believers and plant the seeds of incomprehensible distortion."

"It turns out that the sudden appearance of Anna's heart rhythm was to distract the old self so that John could meet with Nello secretly."

"Then Sinead's words must be just part of John's plan? All the information seems to be false."

"Anna, who floated in for no reason and exploded, actually wanted to destroy my sanity, right?"

The new Morgan murmured with a dull look, thinking that he had sorted out the various clues and sorted out everything about this night.

After getting the most unreasonable but most likely answer, its spirit and energy all collapsed in an instant, as if it had aged many years in an instant.

"So... John, are you the mastermind behind the Moth Cult?"

"So all the misfortunes and disasters tonight... were planned by you?"

"Even our meeting at the Royal Free Hospital, your decision with Holmes, our meeting again at St. Agenius Hospital... and everything that followed, were all in your plan?"

The freshman Morgan looked at the man with a gentle smile in front of him in disbelief, and roared at the top of his lungs: "You were determined to seize my cult and take away everything from me from the very beginning... John Watson, what the hell are you?!"

However, facing its questioning, John still smiled faintly, and that hypocritical smile seemed to be welded to this man's face like an iron mask.

Watson just tilted his head, as if he didn't hear clearly, and asked again:

"Huh... It seems that Mr. Morgan doesn't want to do it himself."

"In that case, let us do it for you... I just hope that little Anna won't faint on the spot when she sees Mr. Morgan's terrible remains."

"Wait--" The newborn Morgan heard his daughter's name again, and his heart was filled with childish and naive fantasies for the first time in a long time, and painful tears flowed in his strange green eyes.

It knew that if Anna was really dead, John in front of it would definitely not mention Anna's name repeatedly to stimulate himself to commit suicide.

It asked tremblingly: "So, Anna is still alive?"

John's eternal smile finally loosened, and turned to reveal a surprised expression, "Of course!"

"Mr. Morgan, who do you think we are? Although we cheat, kill, and do all kinds of evil, we also have a bottom line!"

"How could we kill such a cute and pitiful little Anna?!"

John seemed to shake his head in disappointment, and even beat his chest with his fist in an extremely exaggerated way.

"Oh~ It's so sad! I didn't expect that in Mr. Morgan's eyes, we are such despicable villains, but since you think so-"

He joked: "Then we have to do it for real~"

After speaking, John's dark right eye flashed a violent cold light, and a strand of pale hair suddenly rose behind the dark group of deformed monsters!