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The petite head was suspended outside the window, swaying back and forth in the wind and snow, with silver threads flying in the wind.

It was like a bloody and cruel pendulum hammer, hitting Winfrey's heart hard with every swing.

That terrifying and exaggerated arc of the crazy smile was like a fierce psychic punch hitting his brain directly.

The chaotic brain tissue also seemed to be shaking uneasily under these successive heavy punches, trembling and twisting wildly, hitting the inner wall of the skull again and again, so that the inside of the head seemed to reverberate with a vibrating buzz like the sound of an ancient bronze bell. Ming, and this heavy humming sound is mixed with a sharp and piercing whistle... It seems to be some wild laughter, it should be as clear and clear as a silver bell, but at this moment it is more like using It was as scary as the tip of a fingernail scraping against glass.

When Winfres heard the shrill laughter, he felt as if his brain had suddenly sprouted many pairs of deformed little hands, which were scratching wildly outwards. The nails that were not sharp scratched the inner wall of the skull, but more and more spurts burst out. Unbearable pain, even more unbearable stabs of torture.

The hair on Winfrey's hair suddenly stood up, and cold sweat wet his clothes in an instant. He stared blankly at the swinging head outside the window, and the light in his pupils couldn't help but dim... He couldn't bear to look straight anymore. Looking at her daughter's miserable face.

The dull eyes gradually became moist, and tears suddenly emerged, spinning continuously but pretending to be strong and unable to bear to fall.

Winfreth's voice began to tremble, and he stammered out the name of the head.

"Ann, Anna, my daughter, me, my dearest Anna..."

"You, what's wrong with you!!!"

Angry roars resounded from the sky, and the dancing thunder snakes seemed to be roaring furiously. The blazing white light suddenly cut through the sky, seeming to connect the dark sky and the cold earth, and the sky and the earth were one. For a moment, only the paleness of sadness was left.

Winfres couldn't help but want to hide his face and cry bitterly, couldn't help but want to vent his inner sorrow and anger, couldn't help but wanted to abandon everything about himself, couldn't help but want to dedicate his life to completely awaken the sleeping sky, and call for violent thunder to destroy this sinful world. …Now that Anna is gone, what’s the point of my life, and what’s the point of everything I’ve worked hard for so far?

"What is the point of this world without Anna?!!!"

The grief-stricken heart beat wildly, and this emotion containing endless sadness and sadness was released, and even the waking world seemed to follow this thought.

The terrifying thunder snakes descended one after another, as if they were suicidal people seeking death and rushing to hell. They hit the ground near the Cross Road Hospital one after another. Deep cracks appeared on the ground as gravel flew and dust flew.

But the lamp inside the skull vibrated wildly in time, bursting out a cold light that was merciless and unemotional. The ruthless light seemed to shine through the folds of the brain, making the middle-aged man's head seem crystal clear. Light.

This tenacious ray of light is trying to restore the grief-stricken father's rationality. A certain unswerving belief repeatedly echoes in his mind - don't listen, don't look, don't believe!

Winfres couldn't help but murmured to himself: "That's right, don't believe it if you don't listen, don't believe it if you don't listen..."

"This must be a lie, this is definitely not true... They can't just kill Anna like this!"

"They haven't had time to extort benefits from me through Anna, and they haven't used this weakness to blackmail and threaten me. How could they kill Anna so casually? How could they make such an impulsive move to rip off votes? ?”

"They can obviously extort the formula of the vitality potion, the sap of the honey tree, the extraordinary copper pear, as well as secret documents and various secret treasures from me through Anna... Before they get all these, no normal esoteric cultist can They may break up the fight, which is completely harmful to others but not beneficial to themselves... They should extract all the remaining value from Anna before they can take action. "

"That's right, this is definitely just a lie, an illusion, a delusion... Yes, that's right, the Anna in front of you must be just an illusion that cannot stand any test..."

Winfreth thought so, he stretched out his arms tremblingly, crossed the window sill and touched the tragic head that was still swinging in front of him... Yes, this must be just a visible but intangible phantom!

"Now that I reach out, I will be able to penetrate it easily, as easily as passing through the air. This proves that this is just another lie created by those crazy mothmen, an illusory light and shadow projected on the retina. Just like a mirage caused by the refraction of light, this lifelike Anna's face is also——"

Winfreth's muttering stopped abruptly because his fingertips had clearly touched the pale face. The head of the recently dead corpse was not completely stiff, and the haggard face still retained a certain degree of elasticity. ...This proves that Anna died not more than thirty minutes ago.

Considering the current severe cold weather, it was not more than ten minutes since he died, and his fingertips could even feel the slight residual heat inside the soft and elastic skin.

Winfrey's confident expression suddenly stiffened, as stiff as the pale head that was only three feet away in front of him.

But in the next moment, the persevering intracranial lamp lit up again, and a trace of calm rationality brought the middle-aged man who was about to completely collapse and lose control to wake up again.

Winfreth shook his head vigorously several times, using the light reflected from his skull to drive out all the irrational and irrational thoughts from his mind.

Strange to say, when the glow at this moment was expelling irrational thoughts, it moved as neatly as an unreasonable and disorderly moth. It easily threw away all the unnecessary and complicated thoughts, and Winfres regained his composure again. And calm...at least that's what he thought.

His face once again filled with a confident smile that suddenly dawned on him, and he fisted his fist and said: "I understand, this must be a head that those group of mothmen found that looks very similar to Anna, they are a bunch of damn lunatics. It must have been planned in advance, and I found a similar face and then performed fine-tuning plastic surgery, so that this face is almost 80% similar to Anna. "

"But they also know that mere similarity cannot deceive me, who has a keen eye, so they gouged out the eyes of the head, tore off the corners of the mouth, and carved two deep dimples to change the facial muscles. structure."

"In this way, I can't tell at a glance whether the head is really Anna, or just another similar face... My attention has been completely attracted to the rare pale hair, and my heart is turbulent under the deception in front of them. Naturally, the first reaction is to think that the head in front of me must be Anna! "

Winfrey shouted excitedly towards the shadow outside the window: "Hahaha, you damn moths, I have seen through your tricks and your scam!!!"

"You don't expect that such a low-quality imitation can fool me, do you?!"

"Haha, you are just wishful thinking!!!"

The light in the extinguished pupils shot out again, like two blazing lamps burning brightly in the depths of the pupils. The strong light seemed to be able to see through all the illusions in the world. The bright light fell on the swinging head, and seemed to be able to penetrate the skin and body. Flesh and blood, look directly at the structure of the skull!

However, under the illumination of such a strong light, the head that should have lost the breath of life suddenly began to tremble violently, as if it was trembling with fear, but also as if it was dancing with excitement!

But before the light in Winfreth's eyes pierced the skin of the head and saw the skull structure that must be completely different from Anna's, the weirdly laughing head had already erupted into a real burst of wanton laughter!

Then the head that looked like Anna suddenly exploded!

It was as if the explosives filled in advance in the skull had reached the limit of timing. It exploded with a loud explosion, shattering the skull and splattering turbid blood. The face of Winfrey, who was smiling confidently, was even... The eyes that were shining with intense light were splashed with dirty blood, and the glow in the pupils could not help but dim for a moment.

Winfreth caressed his face, wiped away the dirt and blood, and showed his confident smile again, and his high-spirited laughter resounded for hundreds of meters.

"Hahaha, you damn moths, are you finally angry this time?!"

"No, that's all you have, right?"

"It turns out that the Mothman who calls himself Chaos is nothing more than that. It's really ridiculous. I'm so disappointed!!!"

His heroic laughter and curses could be heard dozens of yards away. He concluded that he had seen through the scam of these mothmen. Anna was still alive, and the power of the nobles should also enter the Royal Free Hospital. Those arrogant mothmen might have already You must have fled like crazy under the attack of the noble ones!

Haha - Winfreth couldn't help laughing to himself, feeling ashamed of the moment of confusion and panic when he saw what seemed to be Anna's head.

"It's just a group of ridiculous mothmen who took advantage of me and accidentally succeeded. I almost got lost in the scam they set... It's really irrational."

He shook his head with self-sarcasm, tightened the curtains, turned around and sat back in the office chair. He wanted to completely put aside these superfluous and weak thoughts and devote himself to his work... Only if his own strength is strong enough, he will not have any problems. Any force that dares to come and provoke me... must try its best to climb up and pursue the highest home.

However, when Winfres was about to pick up a wet wipe to wipe away the blood on his face, he suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked away the blood near the corner of his mouth.

A certain lost strength that still remains in the body seems to be resurrected, and the taste on the tip of the tongue seems to have regained its former sensitivity.

He tasted the fragrance contained in the blood, and he tasted the message hidden in the blood.

The face under the wet wipes was stunned, and the calm face reappeared in shock, shock and horror. The grief-stricken middle-aged man murmured:

"This, this blood smells like Anna..."

"I-I destroyed Anna's head?"