Chapter 294 The Awakening Emerald Tree
When the bone-white projectile carrying the girl's resentment and anger pierced the emerald tree, no one knew how much pain Winfreth, as the brain and consciousness of the emerald tree, endured.
But at least based on his or its reaction, the extermination sergeant who is not completely confused can also get a glimpse of its pain.
The frozen emerald tree began to tremble violently in the next second, as if it was having a painful spasm, and as if it was trying its best to suppress its anger and pain.
But the radioactive tear scar between the eyebrows inevitably began to spread.
The shocking irregular cracks are like the overwhelmed ice wall of the lake, quickly spreading to the entire emerald tree with a crackling sound.
The trembling emerald tree trembled and shed countless tiny green crystals, and juice like blood and honey flowed from the cracks.
The roots extending to the secret warehouse of the supply room shattered into slag with a bang, dissolving into a pool of dark green viscous rancid liquid.
The remaining roots suddenly stretched straight up to the sky, twisting and dancing wildly, like a broken flute playing a low and evil sound that caused a splitting headache.
The air mixed with all kinds of colorful secret influences began to tremble, as if the strange flute sound contained hateful and hateful emotions, making any listener can't help but frown, feeling uneasy and anxious. Enter the skull and wreak havoc!
The remaining creatures seem to be able to empathize with the emerald tree, and can feel the anger and pain... Although there are not many creatures who can still maintain their sense in the huge underground headquarters.
The heterochromatic light that vents anger and pain rushes wildly through the tree veins, spilling out from every crack and every gap, trying to drive all the restless anger and pain out of the body and out of the mind!
But in the end, there is nothing you can do. Let the strange-colored brilliance surge wildly, and the anger and pain left by the lion hunting projectiles become more and more intense... As long as the cold flames find something flammable, they will spread without scruples, and the burning can be seen. Everything you touch! !
Such a serious injury far exceeds the damage caused by Tongli's extraordinary collapse just now.
The emerald tree has never suffered such painful torture since its birth, which undoubtedly inspired its long-hidden ferocious nature.
Out of the fear of death, the primitive survival instinct buried deep in the veins and growth rings of the tree has completely awakened - surviving by any means is the only goal of the Emerald Tree now!
The trembling tentacles began to touch the third-order life forms in the underground headquarters, piercing into the active and fluctuating hearts, greedily absorbing every life force in them, and refusing to introduce them. Lead him.
Guided by the primitive survival instinct, the emerald tree began to snatch the life force originally reserved for nurturing the fruits of the branches.
Its limbs began to grow savagely, and its tentacles twisted wildly like a long snake with skin and flesh torn apart.
The emerald tree can no longer suppress its most primitive nature and what it should really look like. Even Winfres Morgan has difficulty controlling this chaotic beast at this moment, this frantic and restless magic tree!
The walls of the hospital began to tremble, and the ashes on the walls shook off in the violent vibrations. Tentacles that were even brighter and more eerie pierced out from the walls, directly inserting into the corpses of the believers who had not yet cooled down, trying to escape from these corpses. Absorbing the life force that has not completely disappeared, but all this is in vain... The heart of the deceased is no longer beating, and the life force that remains warm is just a drop in the bucket.
Anger and pain invaded Winfreth's heart again. The more painful he was, the angrier he became!
The angrier he is, the more painful he is! Pain and anger seem to complement each other!
Winfreth has already noticed the source of his anger and pain. As the person who personally put the lion hunting gun into the secret warehouse of the supply room and sealed it, he knows the horror of that antique flintlock gun far better than anyone else! Know how terrifying that bone-white projectile is!
If the projectile hadn't hit the emerald tree instead of his body, the cold fury that spared no room must have torn him into pieces that were even more pulverized than powder.
Winfreth struggled to mobilize the flesh and blood of the believers he had absorbed, trying to use the vitality as warm as a warm spring to extinguish the unclean anger in the emerald tree... But it was of no avail, even though the bone-white projectiles like hungry wolves had broken into pieces. It turned into bone fragments, still gnawing at the fiber and flesh of the tree and his rational heart with its indescribable sharp teeth.
He suddenly felt some kind of indescribable fear. The object of the fear was not clear, and the origin of the fear was not clear. Even he himself did not know what he was afraid of...until he looked inside his soul body and finally saw That candle has a high flame but mottled colors.
Although the glow in the lamp is powerful and scorching, the glow is mottled and turbid.
Such lights are no longer bright and pure, and can no longer illuminate and dispel darkness.
This kind of glow has accumulated dirt and turbidity, and when it leaks out from the broken lamp, it is as dense as mud. The scarlet hunger, green vitality and the flame of anger are mixed to form a disgusting dirty yellow.
But when Winfres faced this sinking fear, his mind suddenly came to his senses. He suddenly shuddered and immediately took out the palm that was touching the ancient pine bonsai.
Winfreth's body fell into the office chair amid the violent tremors, but even though his palms had been separated from the source of the emerald tree, his heart beat was temporarily suppressed and no longer related to the evil The wild magic tree maintains spiritual contact, trying to completely cut off the two-way channel.
However, the kindness of Huanshan's creation... how can a humble mortal be allowed to reject it privately!
The Emerald Tree was not willing to let him go at all!
At this moment, in this situation, the Emerald Tree, which has awakened its primitive survival instinct, clearly knows that if it wants to survive, it is absolutely indispensable for this person's wisdom and knowledge, and it is absolutely indispensable for this person's radiance and heartbeat!
It's rare to encounter such a dirty, turbid yet extremely powerful intracranial glow. This person was born to become my brain in the tree!
Perhaps this is the gift of the Mother of Stone Green. She chose this person to be my owner and allowed my original consciousness to be destroyed and erased by him, hoping that one day I would be entangled with this person and be reborn! ! !
After another violent trembling, the ancient pine bonsai suddenly tore open its false disguise, and the iron-scaled ancient pine bark rustled down, revealing the emerald green inside.
And even the true body that symbolized the heart of the emerald tree exploded at this moment, and the shattered fragments all rushed towards Winfres as if they had self-awareness.
It pierced into his face, into his eyes, into his chest, and the little green crystals merged with his flesh and blood, and his body seemed to be emitting green light.
The taste bud stimulation that he had previously blocked came back, and his fusion with the emerald tree further intensified. The delicious sweetness of the flesh and blood of believers in the religion once again rippled on the tip of his tongue and spirit... Winfreth's long-suppressed heterogeneous hunger revived again, The floodgates of twenty-six temptations also opened like a dam, and the surge of desire almost overwhelmed him.
He is hungry.
Every cell is wailing for hunger and thirst, and the tip of the tongue and the nerves of the old man burst out with uncontrollable nerve impulses, as if singing praises to the great mother in a different voice.
He couldn't help but recite those joyful and joyful words, which made the flesh and blood of believers sweeter and sweeter, and his own flesh and blood became sweeter and sweeter too!
Cup phase, whose soul body was dried up, actually came back to life again!
Because Winfres directly absorbed the light from the skulls of the Believers of the Cup, he had direct access to the secret knowledge of the Cup!
Originally, the third mark of the Knower was still trying to restrain the condensation of the Thirst Scripture, but at this moment, Winfreth happily agreed to the Cup Phase's rebirth and occupied the third position in his soul body.
Two emerald roots as slender as needles pierced out from the floor of the hospital's soles, directly penetrated Winfrey's comfortable and soft soles, and penetrated directly into the soles of his feet.
The hair-thin roots wrapped around the nerves of the cult leader, and the tree's nerves were physically connected to his nerves.
Some kind of strange spiritual fluctuations flowed among the roots, connecting the cult leader with the emerald sacred tree.
They are inseparable from each other, difficult to cut, and seem to be one whole body.
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When the thirsty emerald roots spread into the ritual room, looking for the remaining delicious blood food.
Watson immediately puffed up his cheeks and held his breath like a child playing, and the root snake twisted and crawled like a thin snake as if it was nothing.
Being willing to help others, he immediately stopped breathing, stopped heartbeats, and gave up life for the seven unconscious churchgoers.