Chapter 284 Satisfied, satisfied, not satisfied!
For a time, the only thing that could be heard in the huge underground cave was this frightening and terrifying sound.
This weird roar was high-pitched and low-pitched, sharp and hoarse. It was completely unlike the sound that human vocal cords could vibrate.
It's more like a group of terrifying monsters lurking in the shadows of ancient history, roaring in rage after finally breaking free from the seal of slave flesh and blood!
The abominable screams of evil and madness come in waves, like an endless huge wave. Each wave is more turbulent than the last, and each wave is more wild than the last. The tide of crazy, barbaric and chaotic souls seems to be sweeping these people away. The underground caves are completely submerged!
These nineteen roars with different tunes made the stone walls of the underground cave tremble, as if these cold dead things could not control their empathy. The walls shook off unnecessary wall dust, shaking off unnecessary and useless The ritual paint...the forbidden ritual that blocked communication inside and outside the cave also lost its effectiveness.
Even the twisted and intertwined emerald roots couldn't help but twist and dance wildly after hearing the cry of the nineteen monsters. The entangled roots separated one by one like a green snake dancing wildly.
When the green python-like emerald roots dance to excitement, they penetrate directly into the bodies of those mortals who are also addicted to sexual desires. The top secretes intoxicating juice, allowing the victims to enjoy the ecstasy together!
Then the impulsive jade root system began to suck the flesh and blood of mortals wantonly... Sure enough, the sweetheart is more delicious, and the honey extracted from it must be especially sweet and fragrant, and it will definitely satisfy the main tree trunk!
The Crossroads esoteric cultist who was addicted to cup sex felt the thick and rough twitching in his body. The intoxicating juice comparable to the fine wine in the deep cellar was directly poured into his body by direct administration to the digestive system. He could not help but roll his eyes. ...Such pain, such pleasure!
"Ah! Praise the great mother for giving me such an unparalleled experience. How can I selfishly enjoy it to myself?
Dear fellow believers, please feel the beauty of honey douching together! "
At the moment when he was on the verge of death, this Crossroads cultist, whose body was visibly haggard, exhausted the remaining heart and cup power in his body, and burned this unimaginable pain and joy deeply into his heart.
Then he jumped up and down several steps violently, and even Youguan couldn't help but tremble, expand, and flow out yellow and white turbid liquid... But this touching touch of intoxication and pain has also spread rapidly on the words of the rhythm of the heart.
Wherever the ripples of resonance passed, the empathizers all trembled, raised their heads, rolled their eyes, and salivation of pain and satisfaction flowed from the corners of their mouths.
But even if their brains were almost dizzy from the shock of joy, they still remembered Mr. Winfrey's teachings in their hearts - our cult is a large united and loving group, although different blood flows in our bodies. Although our last names are also different, but——
"We are a united family, we are all one family!"
The Crossroads cultist, who was about to be completely burned by the signal of joy, murmured in a daze: "How can we not share such a wonderful experience with our family?!"
“I’m sure this cup of tea will be a pleasure and all your family members will be satisfied!”
As a result, this continuous cup of joy was strengthened and released through the blessings of these cup people who were selfless and willing to share. The underground cave that had just calmed down once again stirred up the tide of cup joy.
The listeners all trembled and trembled after hearing it. It was not until the passion was released that the unparalleled convulsions briefly subsided.
The entire underground cave was filled with colorful spiritual influences.
In the turbulent waves of indulgence and pleasure, the weak reason also fluctuates with the rushing wind and waves, until the faint glow is completely submerged under the dark trench by the hunger and thirst of heterogeneous desires.
All the esoteric believers were immersed in this sensual party. No matter men, women, old or young, tall, short, fat or thin, handsome or ugly... they all felt very satisfied.
Even the soldiers of the Anti-Suppression Bureau who were able to retain some sanity under the protection of Wu Zhigang looked suspiciously at the group of cultists who suddenly gave up resistance and counterattack and instead performed dirty deeds in public.
Although they were a little confused, they also knew in their hearts that some kind of supernatural hazard should have erupted deep in the cave, causing these cultists who were pursuing forbidden power to confuse their minds, unable to restrain or unwilling to restrain themselves, and releasing their suppressed emotions. long-lasting idiosyncratic desires.
However, these damn cultists suddenly started 'killing each other', which was an excellent result for them - they were quite satisfied with the chaotic party-like situation.
However, the nominal organizer of this party, the real leader of the Crossroads Order, Winfrey Morgan, was extremely dissatisfied with this large party held privately without his permission! ! !
Why did so many aberrants appear within my sect in an instant? !
Could it be that the aberration weapons of the Anti-Suppression Bureau have been launched long ago?
Could it be that the power that causes mental confusion has penetrated into the underground headquarters for a long time... But why does the confinement ceremony with the emerald tree as the main body of the array fail to function as the internal and external shielding it should?
But why didn’t I find any suspicious heartbeat approaching the hospital until tonight?
But what kind of technology did the Anti-Suppression Bureau use to induce mental distortion in the secret messengers? Until now, I have not been able to discern any spiritual power conveyed by this group of Anti-Suppression Bureau soldiers.
What factors do they rely on to induce distortion? Is it specific low-frequency fluctuations, or is it some kind of special substance between waves and particles? !
Winfreth was puzzled, but at this moment he couldn't spare his mind to think about this problem - the soldiers of the Anti-Suppression Bureau, who had only been in a defensive posture throughout the whole process, had seized the opportunity when the believers were crazy and launched a counterattack. prelude!
The extermination sergeant holding the shield stood up abruptly against the increasingly intense heterochromatic light.
Even though the tide of radiance became more and more turbulent due to his act of resistance, the mottled light of green, blazing white and dark colors washed away the magnificent scarlet kite-shaped shield.
In the crackling electric light, drop after drop of dense mercury-like solution flowed down the pitted shield wall, dripping onto the ravine-like ground that had been plowed by the shield tip.
The moment the shield-wielding sergeant stood up, several grenades were whizzed out from behind the shield, followed by a faint smoke of gunpowder.
But the Crossroads cultists who were supposed to rush forward to stop the grenades for the Emerald Sacred Tree were already lost in desire and immersed in the seemingly endless cup movement.
Winfreth could only temporarily separate part of his mind, reduce the power of the light spitting out of his pupils, and turn to multi-tasking to control the scattered roots of the emerald tree.
The green and clear vines suddenly bounced up like a snake leaping and swooping, hitting the wooden-handled grenade that was flying in the air, just like a baseball bat waving at the speeding ball, vowing to swing a ball. Remember the perfect comeback home run!
However, the extermination soldiers responsible for throwing had already carefully estimated the fuse time of the wooden-handled grenade. Even though the vines of the emerald tree accurately intercepted the grenades and tried to throw them all back... the fuse that was triggered in advance had already burned to the end!
There was a loud bang, and the fiery shock wave oscillated and spread!