I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

When the extermination troops in the first iron-clad boat were walking along the river bed, the extermination troops in the second boat were not idle either.

The leading extermination sergeant looked up at the natural river embankment in front of him. The stone wall was steep and slippery, which was indeed not conducive to climbing. Even a mortal rock climber with a full set of equipment would find it difficult to hammer pitons into this hard rock wall. In the stone wall, let alone these extermination soldiers wearing heavy armor... However, they had already practiced in advance on how to quickly climb this obstacle.

The extermination sergeant came to the bow of the ship, where an improved version of the whaling firearm was being set up. It relied purely on mechanical kinetic energy without any chemical energy, and could silently eject extremely powerful sharp javelins... At this time, it was just With a soft pop, javelins as thin as a child's wrist were shot out one after another, nailed to the stone wall of the river embankment, and halfway in. There was a half-circle of iron rings hooked on the back of the javelins, like stirrups for stepping.

An extermination soldier wearing only light armor carried a roll of steel rope ladder on his back. After the ship approached the stone wall, he jumped up suddenly, stretched his long arms to grab the javelin-like rock climbing nails, and climbed up left and right like a flexible mountain ape. , he had climbed to the top in the blink of an eye, fixed the rope ladder and then dropped it down. Only then could the group of extermination soldiers successfully climb over the obstacle in front of them with the help of the rope ladder.

They formed a military formation and marched resolutely and quickly towards the nearest hospital dormitory... There are still a small number of cultists hidden there as well as some mortals who can enjoy the worship of cultists with peace of mind... These are all things that must be punished Kill target!

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And why is the most important protagonist of this scene, the leader of the Crossroads, Winfreth, who is supposed to be in charge of the overall situation, indifferent to the advancing invaders?

Just because the ancient animal bone fragments in the drawer of his broken desk resounded again, and the wildly vibrating frequency contained urgent words.

"Ahhhhhhh-Dad, daddy, where are you? Come and save me!!!"

"Those terrible monsters, they... they all came in!!!"

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Dad, why don't you come to save me?! Why?!"

"Ugh, no, there's Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Dad, Dad? Dad! Why haven't you come to save me! Anna, Anna can't hold on any longer..."

"So this is the bliss of the cup phase, is this the freedom of the moth phase... In the face of such happiness, pain seems to be nothing... Hehe, I don't need you anymore, dad... just let me ...Why do you still have such a trick?"

Winfreth felt the filthy words transmitted by the vibration of the bone fragments, but his face remained expressionless. At this time, he had made up his mind not to listen or believe it. These words must be just a trick of the Chongmo Secret Cult. They definitely want to use this to deceive me, make me confused, and make me depressed... They can not only draw feedback from the deception of the power of principles, but also use it to confuse my mind so that they can complete their Next step goal.

"Haha, just keep shouting, my collaborators are already on their way to the Royal Free Hospital... The longer you delay, the sooner your death will come!"

Winfreth said words that he didn't care about at all, but the light in his pupils became brighter and brighter, and the blazing white and ruthless light seemed to be mixed with a trace of burning anger, that violent anger. It seems to burn away all the cold reason!

The electric snakes in the night sky and sea of ​​clouds seemed to sense his anger and resentment. The twisting snake bodies seemed to expand in an instant. The terrifying thunder snake twisted its body crazily and bit its own tail. , just like the terrifying white snake Jörmungandr is about to come to the world, roaring in the cold wind and winter snow, calling for the arrival of Ragnarok, and completely destroy the sinful and filthy world!

The giant thunder snake roared again and again, and the thunder resounded through the sky, waking up all the sleeping mortals in the nearby streets. When they woke up and looked at the sky with flashing electric lights, they couldn't help but feel an unprecedented tremor in their hearts. At the same time, their hearts trembled as if they were beating a dense drum of panic. .

However, this was just a momentary illusion that they were shocked by the power of heaven and earth. Their tired bodies did not emerge with the vitality of losing control of their limbs and dancing. They were still confused and sleepy, muttering a few words about "fuck you dog" in their mouths. Shit God, he yawned, buried his head in the quilt, and fell into a dream with difficulty.

A roar that has no power is just a powerless rage that cannot intimidate even a weak mortal.

Winfreth pretended to be calm and leaned back on the uncomfortable office chair. His back hit the specially designed bump and he couldn't help but straighten his waist - he had hoped that this would remind him to stay awake and cautious at all times. , there is no room for slackness or laziness in the Tantric cause. He must be far more diligent, harder and harder than others in order to hope to find a solution before the curse in Anna's body completely corrodes her life.

But at this moment, he looked at the bonsai on the table and thought uncontrollably: "The fruit is about to mature, and Anna will be able to run freely like normal people of the same age... However, she has now fallen into that In the hands of crazy people!"

The lamp in his skull burst into flames again, and strong rationality swept in like an icy tide, trying to extinguish the irrational flames in his thinking and trying to calm down Winfres again.

But what father could remain indifferent after hearing those filthy words just now?

Winfreys's brain was working quickly, and the first question that came to his mind was, why hasn't the collaborator sent back the good news of successfully rescuing Anna until now?

With the collaborator's network of influence throughout the city, it only takes three minutes at most to go to the Royal Free Hospital. If they really set out early as they just replied, they should have arrived at the hospital by now... Could it be that Anna is no longer in the hospital?

Could it be that the message that Sinead just sent back was also false? This secret organization of the Worship of the Moth can actually imitate the heart rhythm of others? ! But that rhythm was definitely sent from the Royal Free Hospital, which proved that the other party's personnel must still be hiding in the hospital. Why couldn't the collaborators arrest these guys...

"Or..." Winfreys suddenly had an idea that he couldn't believe, "Could it be that even the communication method left by the nobles has been intercepted by the Chong Moth Secret Organization? They actually have such a powerful ability?!"

Even until this moment, he had never thought that he had been abandoned by his collaborators. He just thought that his message for help did not reach the nobles smoothly, but was intercepted halfway.

"If this is really the case, doesn't it prove that the Chong Moth Organization is lurking near me?!"

When Winfreys thought of this key point, he immediately forced himself to calm down, gathered the scattered heart perception ability into a fan-shaped range with a longer distance and higher accuracy, and began to slowly scan the surrounding environment.

However, before he could sweep the gathered heart perception across the river bay behind, the bone fragments on the table trembled violently again, and the words contained in it made the heart leader feel unprecedented fear.

"Dad, if you don't come to save me, I'll come to you myself..."

At the same time, the glass outside the dark curtains also rang with crisp knocks, as if someone outside the window was knocking on the window with a fist or head.

"Dad, it's me, please open the window quickly!!!"

"It's so cold outside, I'm so tired, I miss you so much, Dad... Can't you open the window and hug me..."

After deciphering the content of the trembling words of the bone fragment, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the window in panic, and at the same time, the vision of telepathy was all shot in the direction of the window. However, in the perception transmitted back, there was no living thing outside the window, only a spherical object!

Wen Fres staggered to the window that kept knocking, and tremblingly lifted the dark curtain.

I saw a bloody and petite head floating outside the window, and the beautiful and pale hair like ice and snow was dancing wildly in the wind.

The delicate face was stained with blood that had not yet completely coagulated. The pair of emerald green eyes had disappeared, leaving only two dark and deep eye sockets.

The cherry-like small lips were exaggeratedly torn to the border of the upper and lower jaws, as if laughing madly in ecstasy, and the corners of the mouth were blooming with bloody dimples carved with a sharp blade.

The bone fragments on the table trembled slightly again, revealing cruel words that were enough to defeat the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Hehe, Dad, I miss you so much."

There is only one update tonight, and the author has to think about the end of Winfreys... How to make him suffer pain and torture without looking like a clown... and the next battle scene will not collapse the power system