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Sebastian's consciousness fell into a revolving door of memories on the verge of death, and his body that was originally rushing forward fell backwards because of the sharp dagger that was completely submerged in his head, and fell heavily on the snow.

With Melanie's keen eyesight and abundant rationality, she was able to identify in an instant that this monster with a ferocious face, protruding fangs and black eyes was the boy from the Cowell Hotel, and was also the lowest priority target of their trip. .

However, she originally thought that this ignorant young man was just an ordinary mortal with no connection with the hidden world, but the scene at this moment also broke her original understanding.

"Even this boy is deformed... How could the staff at the Cowell Hotel lose control so easily? Could it be that the secret transmission they studied is more radical and dangerous?"

"No matter what, let's seal his body first. The aberrants are also excellent research materials."

However, although the consciousness of the deformed boy lying on his back sank into darkness, his body was not completely dead. Some kind of primitive instinct hidden deep in his blood was alertly aware of the imminent danger of losing his freedom, and immediately activated it without permission, overriding the command of his brain. .

The stiff body was still lying facing the sky, but the limbs suddenly moved on their own. The ten fingers transformed into claws firmly grasped the snow, and the heels kicked the snow crazily, like an extremely fast spider. He crawled on the snow as fast as he could, quickly leaving the dangerous Crossroads Cult.

The young man was crawling in such a strange posture with his back facing the sky, but his speed was astonishingly fast. Even the vines sprayed out by the sprouting zombies could not catch his form. The weird crawling aberrant had already rushed to the cliff in an instant. From the edge, he jumped suddenly and plummeted towards the cold and gray sea.

There was a splash of water, and the distorted shape was hidden under the cold sea surface, escaping at a speed that was difficult to capture visually. The speed was even faster than the fish in the sea.

Even if Melanie, who had the best eyesight, arrived at this time, she would probably not be able to spot the boy's figure in the ink-black water. What's more, they were still maintaining an array of crossroads and could not move at will, so they could only stay silent. He could feel the wild beating of his heart leaving the range of his heart's perception.

But Sebastian was originally the lowest priority target of the Crossroads Order. Since he escaped so quickly, Melanie ordered the Sprout Walkers and Broken Walkers to return to their original places and continue to guard them. Advance on the cliff.

They did not stop and wait for John Watson, who was alone. Although he was the only blade wielder in the sect except Mr. Nero Bacchus, his time in joining the sect was too short, and his blade skills were still at a weak level. realm.

Even though Brother John is proficient in the use of various types of firearms and weapons, the strength of the secret transmission is still too weak. If there were not two corpses to help restrain the cup-shaped aberrant just now, Brother John would not be able to accurately hit the opponent's weakness. .

The next battle will be a pure battle between secret messengers. The presence or absence of John will not have much impact on the outcome of the battle. The crossroads array is already full, and there is no need for him to contribute his share of the telepathic knowledge. Mana... So the Crossroads Order took the lead.

Not long after, the five members and two corpses of the Crossroads Order had arrived in front of the Cowell Hotel. This stone and wood structure building was still burning with faint flames, and from time to time there was the sound of crackling wood burning.

The exterior walls of the hotel have almost been completely smoked black, but only the room from the top floor to the middle is still intact. It has not even been smoked by the fireworks. It still maintains the color of gray and white like the bones of the deceased, which looks particularly abrupt. It was as if the giant beast named Gowell had been burned by the fire, but the head was strangely spared.

Through their enhanced heart perception, the five members of the Crossroads could barely sense the extremely weak and aging heartbeat after walking three hundred yards away from the Cowell Hotel.

The support team member asked in a walking tone: "Is that the owner of the Gowell Hotel? The real goal of our trip. Why is this heart rate so weak? It feels like half of the body is about to fall asleep in a coffin. Just a dead old man."

As the leader of this operation, Melanie also responded with words: "Don't underestimate the enemy. The two aberrants we just encountered are enough to prove that the Cowell Hotel is far more complicated than we imagined. This seems to be The weakened old Michaelis may have other methods hidden, and we must not take it lightly when it comes to the last moment. "

"No amount of caution can be exaggerated in treating the Cowell Hotel, once famous in the hidden world for its rich collection of books."

"Let's not risk moving forward for the time being. Let's gather our strength where we are and summon the thunder from the sky to bombard the remaining room and force the old Michaelis to show up."

Melanie turned to look at the two corpses standing silently in front of her, and shouted softly: "Please, please stay where you are to protect us while we interpret the law."

Although it is almost impossible for such low-level summoned creatures to break free from the shackles of the ritual, Melanie still requested the other party in a polite and respectful tone.

After all, these Mansu creatures are nearly immortal. Even if the corpses they host are completely destroyed and their souls are severely damaged, they can still be resurrected in the Mansu, so it is very likely that the same Mansu creature will be summoned again in the future— —In the view of this esoteric cultist with a strong light, he only needs to pay some cheap and costless respect and courtesy, and there is a high probability of gaining the friendship of these two Mansu creatures. This is a very low investment and high return. Why not do it?

However, her summoning experience is still too little, and her experience in contact with Mansu creatures is not enough. She does not understand what etiquette, morality, respect and worship are for this kind of special beings who were born in Mansu and grew up in Mansu... all of them are Useless bullshit!

If you really want to win their favor, it is best to give them more opportunities to practice the principles of their master Si Chen - even the dependent lives of Si Chen like them need to perform to gain the satisfaction of their master Si Chen. This will allow you to get promoted faster.

So the two corpses just nodded expressionlessly. They were still restricted by the summoning ritual and had to obey the orders of these mortals. Without the restrictions of the ritual, they would not stay in place so obediently and would have turned around long ago. Before these five mortals can react, pierce the bone claws/vines into their hearts, feel their pleasurable expressions of painful struggle/enjoy the sexual power contained in their flesh and blood!

But the prohibition of the summoning ritual was an order tacitly approved by Boss Si Chen, so they could only obey obediently.

After Melanie received the nods from the two corpses, she immediately responded with a false thank you, and then began to concentrate on controlling the surging mental power of the believers gathered at her. The mental power was so powerful. She was so vigorous that she couldn't help but step and dance as enthusiastically as the other four church members, venting her inner restlessness to her heart's content, sweating and vitality, and integrating into the endless and endless movement in this world.

But the reason why she was able to become the leader of this trip was because she also practiced rational lighting.

At this moment, Melanie's intracranial lamp was also shining brightly, and a mechanically cold and unmerciful emotion filled her heart, allowing her to maintain relative rationality and calmness, and compete with the restless desires of her heart, so as not to fall. In the heterogeneous desires derived from the surge in power. And it also enables her to transfer and drive this false fourth-level mental power with precision and accuracy.

‘It turns out that this is the power of the fourth level of mind, so powerful and so beautiful. ’

‘Is this the state that Master Winfrey is in? ’

‘I wonder when I will be able to reach such a state? ’

'Assuming that I take a ten milliliter serving of vitality extraction liquid every day, and maintain the current high-intensity work day and night... it may take three years before I can be promoted to the third level of mind. ’

‘If I had not lost myself in heterogeneous desires during this process, but continued to practice the rules in an orderly manner and accumulate strength... it would probably take ten years before I could be successfully promoted to the fourth level of mind. ’

'I have practiced the principles of continuity and exercise through high-intensity and high-efficiency work day and night, and even used vitality extraction liquid to promote the growth of the mind. It still takes at least ten years to be promoted to The fourth level of mind... Then if it were a mind esoteric cultist from other religious sects who did not have the assistance of extracting liquid, wouldn't it take twenty years to be promoted to the fourth level of mind? ’

‘And we have to make sure that we don’t indulge in desires due to over-implementation of the rules in the process... The road to secret transmission is indeed extremely difficult! ’

'But Master Winfres has obviously only been exposed to the hidden world for a few years. How was he able to quickly advance to the fourth level in a short period of time? Is he hiding some secret that has not been made public...'

‘Haha, I’m overly worried. With the leader’s intelligence and great ideals, it would be a strange thing if he was promoted as slowly as I am, right? ! ‘

‘It is precisely because of the leadership of such a leader that our Crossroads Order can move towards a brighter future! ’

The question about the abnormal speed of Winfrey's promotion did not remain in Melanie's mind for too long. Perhaps Deng Xiang's rationality reminded her that she should concentrate on the matter in front of her at this time, or perhaps there was a certain coin that even she could not She realized that the seeds buried deep in her heart were tampering with her cognition and thinking, making her unable to question and deny. She must always serve Mr. Winfrey and little Anna loyally, even if it means sacrificing her own life for this!

So Melanie, with her heterogeneous loyalty and calmness, continued to drive the gathered mental power to focus on awakening the thunder in the sky.

The dull and thick sound of weird and bizarre drums resounded, and the simple rhythm like the sky and the earth echoed in the cold snow, as if there was an invisible giant beast dancing in the wind and snow, with thunderous sounds. The thunderous roar sings the melody of awakening the ancient times, and no one can remain indifferent after listening to it.

The passionate dance steps contain the terrifying magic power that once mortals hear it, they can't help but dance along. Even the wind and snow seem to be infected with this abnormal pulsating atmosphere.

The wind roared more fiercely, as if echoing the thunderous drums, the falling snowflakes seemed to be dancing, and even the waves seemed to become more and more turbulent. The waves crashed on the rocks under the cliff, leaving little bits of dark foam, but there were A pair of painful and struggling eyes rose up in the turbid foam.

The dark clouds in the sky that had been summoned just now have not dispersed yet, and now they are getting thicker and thicker amid the sound of the drums. The convoluted dark clouds are so deep that they seem to be darker than the thick ink.

However, in this deep darkness, there is a violent light - winding and blazing white electric snakes passing through the dark clouds, intertwining and colliding with each other as if entangled and fighting, and then the winner absorbs the loser and evolves into a stronger one. Electric snake.

The Crossroads Order's act of awakening the sky is so obvious and undisguised that any esoteric cultist... no, any mortal can feel that the terrifying power that can destroy everything is about to fall.

But there was no movement at all from the Gowell Hotel on the cliff, as if the dying old Michaelis didn't notice the unusual celestial phenomenon, the restless beating of drums, and the pulsating breath...

But it is precisely because of this that it highlights the other party's abnormality. This strong telepathic resonance even made Tian Tian and Feng Xue moved after hearing it. However, the owner of the Cowell Hotel remained calm, which shows that the other party How firm is his willpower, and how powerful is the opponent's secret transmission resistance!

Although Melanie didn't know what the other party's trump card and reliance were so calmly, the other party's indifference was exactly in line with the Crossroads Order's wishes, giving them sufficient preparation time, so that the thunder in the sky had already accumulated to a certain limit - this It's just the limit that the false fourth-level mind power of the Crossroads cultists can control, but it's not the real limit of the awakened pulse.

Melanie could no longer control the violent power of heaven and earth. She controlled the human skin drum to issue commands to terminate accumulation and attack!

The sky rang with terrifying thunderous roars, and the blazing white light illuminated the dim world in an instant. Tree-shaped thunderbolts as thick as an adult's waist fell from the sky, hitting the intact gray-white room!

The violent and extremely dazzling thunder slammed into the Gowell Hotel, struck at the decaying heartbeat in the perception of the heart, and struck at the decaying old Michaelis!

Another loud explosion echoed on the cliff, and the gray-white room exploded with a bang, and the broken wall tiles shot out dozens of yards away.

The walls of the Cowell Hotel were torn apart and the roof shattered, as if it had been gnawed by an angry giant beast in the sky. The originally solid and indestructible building was covered with shocking cracks and huge holes, and the charred and blackened interior was clearly visible. Beam wood.

The shattered hotel was crumbling in the wild wind and snow and seemed to be shivering. The torn walls and broken wooden beams creaked as if begging for mercy and wailing.

And the interior layout of the gray-white room was finally completely exposed. It seemed to be just an extremely ordinary bedroom, with a burning low bed, a blazing tall wardrobe, a burning thick desk... and the bed facing the other side. Standing on the tall chair of the Crossroads Order.

The high-backed seat made of solid wood had also been burnt to a pitch black color, and the remaining red heat could be seen between the wood on the back of the chair. It was the interior of the wooden chair that had been charred into charcoal and was burning fiercely.

However, the weak heartbeat has not stopped yet, and is still beating slowly and steadily!

A hoarse and old voice sounded directly in the minds of the five members and two corpses of the Crossroads Religion. Although the tone was plain, it contained endless majesty. There was a loud bang in their skulls, which seemed to be more solemn than the thunder just now. !

"Is that all you can do?"

As the words fell, a scorching light shone from the dilapidated room, and the dazzling light that was enough to pierce the skull swept across the people of the Crossroads Order!