Chapter 290 Spiritual sprouting
The deserted Crossroads Hospital.
The dim yellow light illuminated the empty waiting hall. The lady at the triage desk was bored and moved her limbs, lifting her legs, bending her waist and twisting her hips, like a dancer warming up.
However, her idle heart suddenly sensed the staff dormitory area behind the hospital, and suddenly one, two, three... twelve strange heartbeats sounded! ! !
"What's going on?! How could there be other people's heartbeats in the dormitory building? Where are the church members responsible for night patrol? Why did they allow this group of guys who came from nowhere to break into the dormitory building?!"
The lady at the triage desk was full of doubts, but she didn't know that the church members responsible for night patrol tonight had already fallen on the cold ground and fell into an eternal sleep.
When the night watchman was patrolling with an oil lamp a hundred yards away from the Crossroads Hospital, a crossbow arrow shining with a sharp cold light accurately penetrated the night and pierced into his heart, nailing the twitching body to the frozen ground, and the crossbow arrows that came later pierced the beating heart into a leaky honeycomb.
Before the lady at the triage desk could lightly tap her toes to pass this doubt to the nearest church member, the heart perception map in her mind, which was like a sparse starry night sky, had suddenly changed drastically. The heartbeat rhythms of the church members and their families in the dormitory area were disappearing rapidly, just like the stars suddenly disappeared and dimmed.
The triage desk repeatedly confirmed that it was definitely not her own heart perception that was wrong. Her pupils dilated rapidly, and she was so panicked that she began to stutter, "This... could it be..."
At the same time, she seemed to be able to hear the cup-shaped church member in the gynecological diagnosis room upstairs exclaiming... It turned out that it was really not my illusion! The heartbeats in the dormitory building had all disappeared, leaving only... only the twelve heartbeats that suddenly appeared!!!
"Attack! There is an enemy attack - coo coo coo"
Before the lady at the triage desk could finish her warning, a steel crossbow arrow that had been waiting for a long time had already whistled with an impatient sound of breaking through the wind, breaking through the not-so-sufficient fat defense line and directly piercing her heart. The tip of the specially made arrow sensed the backlog of force, and suddenly four sharp blades bloomed like flowers, scratching the crossroads they believed in and revered inside the struggling heart.
The young lady fell straight down, and she didn't even have time to tap her toes to send an alarm... But it was meaningless, because until the last moment before she died, she had already sensed that there were dense groups of strange heartbeats in front of the hospital!
A few seconds later, a sharp steel sword slashed across the white neck of the lady at the triage desk, cutting off the stunned head to confirm the target's death.
The logistics officers of the Anti-Suppression Bureau who had pretended to be sick and ambushed in advance also dragged a few skinny poor people downstairs, nodded slightly to the group of steel-armored scouts, and walked directly to the isolation area in front of the hospital to wait for follow-up inspections.
The rain of arrows had already been fired from outside the door, and those bored cultists leaning against the window fell down with hatred.
After all, there was a cultist with amazing vitality who used up his last bit of strength before dying, and before the cold light pierced his heart again, he suddenly hammered the floor to convey the words of foreign invasion.
However, such a weak movement could not attract the attention of Winfreys Morgan at all.
He had just learned about the existence of the third path between distortion and understanding, and thought he had come into contact with some deeper hidden secrets. He only needed to capture and dissect the alien creatures that were fleeing like sewer rats, and he would definitely be able to see through the secrets of promotion to a higher level! ! !
As for resisting the annihilation troops of the Anti-Suppression Bureau? This is of course an important matter. He cannot lose his freedom because of this, not to mention that once a heart-image secret transmitter like him is arrested and imprisoned, he will inevitably become a carefully raised pig that can never be eaten.
Perhaps he will live a pampered life, but for this he will inevitably lose his freedom and dignity, and perhaps even reason - it is said that the Anti-Suppression Bureau has discovered a certain operation that can remove the restless organs in the skull.
But compared to defeating the annihilation troops, there are more important things on Winfreys's itinerary list.
1. Absorb the lives of useless believers to accelerate the hatching of the fruit in the tree... If you can drink up the glory and flesh and blood of the people in the church, the fruit in the tree will surely be able to condense a more refined power... Perhaps by then the power of the fruit will be able to reach the fifth-level heart image!
As long as he could harvest this sweet and juicy fruit, what would it matter if the foundation of the esoteric religion that he had built up over this period of time collapsed? Compared to the conveniently carried fruit in the tree, this group of believers was the most difficult asset to transfer... Before he left the island alone, let these believers dedicate the last value of their lives!
Second, capture the group of alien creatures induced by unknown reasons... Although the cause of this group of distorted creatures is still unknown, at least the scene seen through the emerald roots must not be fake... The group of monsters has distorted bodies and extremely ancient knowledge, hiding a possible third secret path... But because of the uncertainty of this path and the difficulty of arresting and analyzing, it is temporarily placed in the second most important position.
So the matter of repelling the extermination troops fell to the third most important position... Moreover, defeating the extermination troops so quickly may also attract the subsequent stronger combat power of the Anti-Suppression Bureau!
So for the time being, you only need to delay these extermination troops, waiting for the emerald tree to completely drink up the believers in the sect... At that time, you only need to create a fake body to attract attention, and then you can escape directly into Infinity along the newly dug secret passage in the underground headquarters. The boundless sea!
"The Ottoman Empire, a country that was once extremely powerful but is now weak and about to fall apart... may be an excellent place to go." Winfreth Morgan murmured.
Until this moment, he thought that his mind was still rational and calm.
But although his proud mind can theoretically heal all the pain and repair all the cracks in the world, it cannot completely make up for the psychological trauma.
The hard-to-heal scars of losing his beloved daughter were only hidden. The grief, anger, and despair did not disappear, but were hidden deeply in the heart of this middle-aged man.
The heartache that looms from time to time will never end to remind him: your true love has left, and in the end it is all because of your incompetence, your laziness and self-righteousness!
The crazy chaos contained in the nineteen weird roars has flowed into Winfreth's heart unknowingly. Even the lamp in the skull cannot resist the moistening of the chaos... and all of this must be attributed to In the bright green emerald tree!
As the saying goes, success is also an emerald tree, and failure is also an emerald tree.
Winfreth, who was highly connected to the Emerald Tree, therefore controlled the creation of Huan Shi. The countless emerald roots turned into his eyes and hands that could regenerate at any time, and he also turned into the brain of the Emerald Tree.
He has also gained extremely powerful field control ability. Even alien creatures with insect heads have to flee in panic... but the emerald tentacles swarming from all directions will eventually drown them.
But Winfres didn't notice at all that his soul had been penetrated by the illusory tentacles of the emerald tree.
Every time his consciousness gives instructions, every time its roots feed back information, the connection between him and it will be further deepened... This connection is not just the exchange of information, but also the blending of souls.
The emerald tree is a creation of Huanshan. It is born with the nature of heart, cup and moth.
But how can the creations of hidden gods be peacefully controlled by mortals and serve as tools for diligent work?
If Winfres hadn't killed the unformed thoughts in this seedling when he got it.
The emerald tree that grew so vigorously must have transformed into a terrifying ogre tree... But even so, the veins and rings of the tree are undeniably engraved with the chaotic nature of the emerald tree.
Winfrey is connected to the emerald tree, and the emerald tree's innate self-awareness is also connected to the middle-aged man's superego consciousness. His natural chaos, restlessness, and whims have infected the glow in his skull.
He had been inspired by the uncanny greenness.
His body was still weak flesh and blood.
His spirit has sprouted branches and green shoots.