Chapter 437: Wounds are Strength
Jack looked at the figure in front of him who was escaping in a strange and zigzag route, and his four remaining eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly.
The door to the bottom of my heart is closed, and my lips are slightly open and closed, reciting a twisted prayer from Nazareth, another Messiah in the legend.
"The number of the five senses is seven, and they are the wounds that mortals are born with."
"The number of HOS doors is seven, which is the wound that Mansu was born with."
“The wound is the road, the wound is the key, the wound is the door.”
"The right number of wounds is the key to the door of heaven."
“The right number of wounds is our path to the Kingdom of Heaven.”
"The wounds between you and me should be numbered seven, just like the seven wounds we were born with. The seven new wounds will surely open up a new path."
"The seven new wounds are the seven new keys."
"The seven wounds will lead us to the highway, the holy and holy way."
"No one who is unclean shall pass by, no one who is sound may tread on it, but the holy road must be walked only by those with seven wounds."
"Though one may bleed at every step, he will not perish. There will be no closure and no isolation."
"Ignorance and stupidity will not go this way. Blockades, blockages, and stubborn things will not be found there."
"Only the man with seven wounds walks."
"The seven wounds will lead us to the door of eternal life."
"The door is very narrow and the road is very small. We must try our best to squeeze through the door."
"I tell you: there will be many people who want to go in but won't be able to."
"There are only seven wounds, and there are only seven doors. When the appropriate number is reached, mother will close the door forever."
“He who enters through the wound shall be saved, and shall eat of the holy blood.”
"The wound is the way, the truth, and the life. No one can reach the Mother without entering through the wound."
“Therefore, open yourselves so that your sins may be vented, so that the day of eternal life may come from the presence of the Mother.”
"You must come out of the isolation and independence, connect with the wounds and pain, and stop being stuck in the isolation, and the mother will accept you."
"Anyone who is attached to his mother must have had his closed body opened and nailed to the cross..."
The gospel of the opened Messiah resounded in my heart, and formless snakes shot out one after another from my fingertips.
These wildly dancing formless snakes can both open up the closed human body and open up the isolated mind.
But when the group of snakes that opened their minds landed on the fleeing figure, it was as if they were sinking into the sticky mud that could never be opened. The dirty and dirty mud immediately surged up, and the gap that had just been torn open quickly again. Closed.
This John Watson hidden secret goes much deeper than I thought...
Unexpectedly, even the method of opening wounds can only exert half of its power. It can only open his physical wounds, but there is no way to open his mental wounds. If he really has amnesia, there is absolutely no way he can be immune to it. The influence of this secret method.
His spirit should be full of cracks and flaws, why is it perfect and flawless now?
However, the number of wounds opened in its flesh has reached six, and it only takes one more hit to make the wounds reach seven.
When the seven wounds are combined with each other, the opening ceremony can be drawn directly on John Watson... By then, even if you have the props of the Anti-Suppression Bureau to restrain the pain, it will no longer be possible to stop the longing that pierces your body from breaking into your skull!
John Watson, you will take the initiative to open your head and beg me to taste the secrets inside your head! ! !
Jack looked at the prey that broke the glass and hid in the vacant house, with a disdainful sneer on his lips.
He squatted down and let his arms fall to the ground.
The door deep in the eyes opened slightly again, and twisted and deep power leaked out from the wider cracks in the door.
Formless and formless snakes boiled out of the soil and rushed towards the shadow inside the broken glass!
But to Jack's surprise, John Watson, who had finally managed to escape out of his sight, took the initiative to turn back and knelt on one knee, revealing half of his body at the edge of the wall.
The blood-stained scarlet figure held a rifle with a strange hexagonal barrel in his arms. The butt of the gun was pressed against his shoulder, allowing the dozens of formless and invisible long snakes to bite his flesh and blood.
The face with wounds gradually blooming looked particularly ferocious, but those dark eyes were shining with an extremely sharp edge!
John Watson couldn't close his right eye, which was beating wildly and trying to pop out of its socket.
The prosthetic pupil of the left eye, which was operating under high load in overload mode, was also making an overwhelmed groan.
The shimmering solution in the vitreous body was sloshing and beating against the inner wall of the eyeball, and it was almost exhausted.
But the machine deep in the pupil of the prosthetic eye has emitted an extraordinarily strong light. This light is far more brilliant and dazzling than the previous moment of light!
The light condensed into a tiny straight line, just like some incredible laser sighting device that John Watson would occasionally dream about, but the laser in this pupil was hundreds or thousands of times more violent than the red line in the dream!
The blazing white light was like a slender fencing sword piercing Ziying's forehead. The pure white power contained in the light burned the dense lavender mist into white smoke.
John Watson can now finally see what Jack the Ripper really looked like - albeit just a patch of skin the size of a finger on his forehead.
But he could see two looming forehead lines... It turned out that Jack the Ripper, who was so terrifying that he could make children all over London stop crying, was also an aging human being.
John Watson broke out into a blood-stained smile.
"Jack the Ripper, it wasn't you who finally found me."
"I finally found you!"
The trigger was pulled, the hexagonal muzzle spit out an unusually thick smoke, and the pure white hexagonal bullet burst out of the barrel with a sharp and sharp roar!
In the blink of an eye, a hole as thick as a finger appeared on Jack the Ripper's forehead.
Those who open holes will eventually be opened by others.
John Watson looked at the hole in Jack the Ripper's forehead, and the blood-stained face, which was pale and bloodless and ferocious, stretched out with difficulty.
He could no longer restrain the eccentric desires that were stirring in his body.
Pop-pop, the crazily beating right eye finally popped out of its socket.
John Watson has a gaping hole in his head.
The steely spirit could no longer hold on, and drowsiness and syncope came over him. His prosthetic eyes flickered uncertainly, and he could only let the darkness gradually swallow up his vision.
But before he lost consciousness, John Watson still had Miss Charlotte's order in mind. He turned his head as hard as he could to look at the location of Jack the Ripper.
The lavender light mist has not dissipated for some reason, and the figures in the mist are still blurry, but the blank space in the forehead can still be clearly seen.
The hole left by the bullet penetration... has suddenly begun to close! ! !
wrong! The bullet mark hasn't completely closed yet... it's still opening and closing slightly! ! !
John Watson suddenly recalled that after he pulled the trigger just now, it seemed that he had not heard the sound of the bullet piercing the flesh! ! !
Could it be that Jack the Ripper had already automatically opened his forehead before the bullet hit...
He opened a passage through the skull and allowed the bullet to pass directly through the skull? ! !
Before John Watson completely lost consciousness, a hoarse voice resounded directly inside his skull.
"Stupid mortal..."
"Why do you think you can kill me with just a physical wound?"
"Wounds are a symbol of strength to me!"