Chapter 301 Save Anna

Hidden under the pale hair is a pretty and charming face.

The dimples at the corners of her mouth are blooming without a doubt.

The beautiful eyes are bent upward like a terrible crescent moon.

Emma pulled off the freshly cast wig on her head, and her crazy laughter broke out again.

"Ahahahahahaha... You didn't mistake me for Anna, did you? Look at your disgusting face, excited and fortunate, longing and sad, like a wounded and whimpering puppy... It's so funny!"

The girl could no longer hold back her wild and dancing laughter. She laughed at the embarrassed man unscrupulously. The dawn of hope only flashed across his face, and then turned into deep disappointment in an instant...Hahaha, it's so funny! I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt!

Emma's laughter seemed to drown out the crackling noises of the nineteen monsters. Her unrestrained smile even attracted the sidelong glances of the nearby insect-headed monsters, who nodded slightly in appreciation... Not bad, not bad, really good, a good seedling for moth repair.

The smile that was about to bloom on Morgan's face suddenly froze, as if the flowers that were about to bloom beautifully encountered the bleak winter, and the bright petals had to wither with tears.

Its spirit and body were also sluggish, and its expression was desperate, like a drowning person who finally broke the last straw in his hand.

Thick tears like blood slowly flowed out of the emerald eyes, but along with the tears came two sharp needle-like rays of light, which pierced the right pupil of the smiling person in front of him as fast as a flying needle!

Although the new Morgan only inherited incomplete power, the lamp phase of the stable skull light fell to the third level due to the incomplete knowledge in his brain, but the fourth-level heart phase, the third-level cup phase and the crucial third mark were still intact!

It was just weak, not really powerless to resist!

The timid and cowardly appearance of the new Morgan was just a way to delay time.

It takes a certain amount of time to extract the surging vitality from the brand new golden heart - whether it is to perform the natural rebirth secret of the emerald tree or to add oil and shine to the weak lamp - this vitality is an indispensable and important fuel.

At this moment, the new Morgan separated a small part and put it into the dark green skull lamp, emitting colorful and condensed light!

This turbid and dense light is mixed with all the heartbreak, resentment, anger and resentment that the old Winfreys had endured tonight... All these negative emotions are poured into these two rays of light, vowing to make this hateful John Watson pay the price!

At the same time, more vitality was invested in its new body. The intricate blood vessels in the body were dancing ferociously, and the sharp green poisonous thorns like thorns pierced the skin, just like a desperate drowning person trying his best to drag the people around him into the water - why should I be the only one to suffer such a disaster? Even if I die, I will drag you, John Watson, with me! ! !

Although the dense glow in the pupil is not real light, it does not have the speed of 300,000 kilometers per second.

But at such a close distance, the dark green and red evil glow is enough to pierce the target's pupil within one-twenty-fourth of a second that the mortal eye reacts!

John Watson's black and white eyes were immediately stained with dirty colors, and he couldn't help but cover his bleeding right eye and roar.

The fake smile on his mask became even more ferocious, and a strange green light was faintly flowing under his light skin. This poisonous light in his pupils could not only corrode the target's mind, but also directly corrode the target's body!

The new Morgan did not think that this simple thorn in his pupils could kill John Watson, who was hiding in front of him, on the spot. The opponent could not only summon 19 intelligent distorted monsters, but also command them at will. Even if he used some ancient secret technique, his own strength would not be much worse!

After all, the old self had peeked at the opponent's soul several times, but could not find any abnormality. This meant that John Watson's strength had at least reached the fourth level, and he might even have awakened the third mark... Such a powerful secret inheritor would definitely not fall because of my temporary burst of light in his pupils.

But the means we really want to use is the ring shirt secret technique inherited from the emerald tree! ! !

The newly born Morgan took advantage of the moment when John Watson covered his eyes and cried out in pain, and the sharp thorns hidden deep under his skin, ready to go, immediately grew out like countless slender earthworms after the rain. Countless twisted tentacles have spread out in front of this half-human, half-plant life form!

These terrifying dark green tentacles immediately spit out the fluorescent green stings at the front the moment they emerged from the skin. The toxin is taken from the formula that the emerald tree knows from birth. It has multiple effects such as accelerating heartbeat, intoxicating the five senses, confusing the mind, delicious flesh and corroding flesh and blood. It combines the three effects of assistance, damage and seasoning. It is a must-have secret poison for countless ring shirt creations to survive the difficult childhood!

Although it has abandoned its natural moth phase due to its new birth, resulting in this secret poison no longer having the effect of confusing the spirit, but against John Watson, who is obviously a moth phase, the toxic effect of confusing the spirit may be no different from stimulants.

Countless sharp poisonous stingers burst out with sharp breaking wind sounds, and all poured onto the target in front of him who covered his eyes and cried out in pain. The stingers, as thin as cow hair, had great difficulty in piercing the thick and tough skin.

But filled with resentment and anger, they quickly twisted their slender bodies and drilled straight into the enemy's blood vessels, vowing to take root deeply in the sinful flesh and blood, absorb their nutrients, and use their blood to attack the enemy. meat!

The secret poison derived from the knowledge and equipment given by Huan Shi was indeed extremely powerful. John Watson, who was struck by the attack, was immediately immersed in the graceful and intoxicating illusion of his five senses. He even forgot about the pain of his right eye being shattered and allowed the mottled blood to flow from his pupil. Erupting from the depths.

And the countless dark green tentacles that grew rapidly from the pores of the newborn Morgan, which were only thicker than hair, were like the claws of countless life-threatening evil spirits grabbing at the blind mothman leader, and they pierced into this body one after another. The flesh and blood body containing unimaginable profound power began to take root, grow and extend fine roots. It took root among the pale bones and began to greedily absorb power and knowledge!

Under the further influence of the dark green tentacles, the blind leader of the mothman was completely lost in the illusion. He couldn't help but abandon his shame and took out the hidden pistol. He held the handle of the gun with both hands and fired it in a circle. trigger!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

“I can do whatever the fuck I want!!!”

There was a low roar and bullets fired in unison, dirty sparks exploded from the muzzle, and white gunpowder smoke spewed out!

The poor mothman leader seemed to be unable to help but pour all his life force into his ammunition. As the bullets continued to pour out, his body as strong as steel was rapidly emaciating and thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until both bullet bags were completely emptied and there was no more bullets to shoot, the Mothman who once masterminded everything finally fell down with regret.

He fell among the bullet casings on the ground, his body as emaciated as a mummy.

And the new Morgan, who learned the ancient aberration-like secret from John Watson's head, slowly opened his arms like the cross of Jesus, and accepted the surrender of the nineteen insect-headed monsters in front of him with peace of mind, and listened to them shouting for the new king!

The new-born Morgan, who had roots as fine as needles all over his body, turned to look at the two trembling betrayers and just smiled.

"Rebels...will die!"

Nineteen deformed monsters immediately swarmed forward and tore the two betrayers into pieces as they turned to flee. There were faint screams of remorse among the splattered flesh and blood.

The newly born Morgan just closed his eyes and quietly savored the betrayer's mournful wail.

"Ah! What a sweet scream, what a poignant picture!"

“It’s so appetizing!!!”

………………

“It’s so appetizing!!!”

The newborn Morgan, wrapped in a dense ball of dark green wool, said with emotion, it is so excited at this moment that it wants to have a big fight!

Coincidentally, among the insect-headed monsters that have completely surrendered to it, there happen to be a few who were born out of female cultists who once had wasp waists and buttocks... Although their skin has faded away, and their heads are deformed into nymphs, although Their private parts are stained with blood... However, this has another kind of weird and bizarre beauty!

Several aberration-like monsters that barely maintained their humanoid outlines seemed to be able to sense the restless thoughts of the new king. They immediately twisted their slender waists, took swaying steps, and used their fingertips with only white bones left in the new life. Lingling little circles were drawn on Wang's chest.

The slightly angular cold bone fingers held the emerald plant, and the rough bark trembled slightly. The smooth jade-like bone fingers formed a great contrast with the thick and cracked tree roots.

It involuntarily secreted a large amount of secret poisonous nectar to wrap itself and the aberration-like monster... The wine in the cup was rolling and jumping.

The new student Morgan was still seizing the time to release the influence of the cup, but little did he know that outside the dark green tentacles tightly wrapped around him, there were twenty-two laughing people enjoying its funny performance.

"Hahaha, you also said that rebels will die eventually. This idiot Winfrey is too funny!!!"

The girl laughed heartily, her laughter was so unruly and wild that the cost of using the lion hunting flintlock was further torn apart, and sweet blood flowed from the slender white palms.

"Hey, I'm so shy! I actually brought this piece of wood to someone else... It's really annoying. I haven't even tried this method before!" A pink-winged moth occupying the cup man's body said coquettishly.

The other moth who knew a secret unknown to the moth retorted: "Ugh - I'll fucking vomit to death, the red moth is pretending to be a pure little girl, don't think I don't know you were under the well in the forest before. What disgusting things have you done?”

But compared to these two idle monsters, the other aberrant nymphs were all immersed in this light-devouring feast. They murmured whispers of throwing away the light, and moved greedily like chewing and swallowing. There was something inexplicable. The power sucked out wisps of weak and colorful light from the dark green wool on the ground and sent it into their mouths.

"Hehe, this is the first time I have tasted honey-flavored Glow. It tastes really good. It has the inimitable deliciousness of Glow and the sweet and sticky texture of honey... It's really great!!! "

"Bah, baa, baa...yeah, you're right!"

"Yeah, this trip is indeed not in vain. It's still fun to hang out with Brother Black Moth!!!"

The strange clicking sound of scissors echoed in the dark underground headquarters.

The interesting black moth brother mentioned by the monsters walked forward silently.

He stretched out his trembling index finger through the dark green ball of yarn, tapped it on the violently heaving chest, and gently circled it, just like the lingering circle of the bone finger in the illusion of the half-human, half-plant life form.

His fingertips exhaled sharp blade-like magic power, easily split the knotted pectoralis major muscle, cut the tough tree bone, and gently tapped on the beating gelatinous golden heart, just like tapping a ball of heart-shaped pudding to cause faint ripples.

The golden heart seemed to have been waiting for his touch for a long time, and immediately broke free from the shackles of the dark green roots and blood vessels, jumping into his palm.

The pain of cutting the heart did not wake up this half-human, half-plant life, it even thought it was just the pain derived from joy, or perhaps the pain derived from joy.

But without the heart to continue to supply power, its false dream of the cup soon vanished, and the dark green tentacles on its body twisted wildly and fell off... It was as bald as a newborn baby.

The newborn Morgan suddenly woke up from the dream, and was overwhelmed by the unprecedented coldness and weakness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that his most precious golden fruit and his most important heart were gradually moving away... Like a deceived daughter, he followed the sentimental scum away from him.

Due to the gradual corrosion of the shadow of death, Morgan's consciousness was completely awakened like a last ray of light.

The primitive instinct of the emerald tree, the remaining mottled influence, the heterogeneous desire of the secret sexual phase... All these messy thoughts left him.

In the last moment of the short new life, the consciousness of this half-dead half-human and half-plant life form probably returned to its original state... He was no longer the cult leader who did whatever it took, but just an ordinary father who risked his life to study the invisible art in order to save his beloved daughter Anna.

The unusual green color in Winfreys' eyes faded to the appearance of ordinary naked eyes. Due to the loss of the heart, the blood stopped flowing, and no matter how hard he breathed, he could not relieve the lack of oxygen in the brain.

His head became more and more dizzy, and his vision became darker and darker.

But even though death was almost drowning him completely, he still struggled hard to look at the gradually receding back, looking at the golden fruit that he had worked hard to condense... The fruit contained the hope of saving a poor girl.

Winfreys used up his last bit of strength to whine:

"Please, please, John, save, save Anna, just a small piece of fruit, please..."

Watson slowly turned his head and looked at the man whose body was gradually withering like rotten wood.

He weighed the weight of the fruit in his hand, pondered and thought seriously for a full five seconds, and finally looked at the man who was begging bitterly and nodded seriously.

"Of course!"

"Thank you..." Winfreys, who had been holding on without taking his last breath, finally showed a satisfied smile and waited quietly for the cold darkness to completely swallow him... As long as Anna can be saved, even if it means sacrificing my life.

However, before he completely lost consciousness, the last scene he saw was that John Watson, the treacherous guy, actually swallowed the golden fruit in one gulp! ! !

Watson touched his belly and burped, "It tastes really good."

You, you fucking——the angry Winfreys is dead.