I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 235 Returning to the Hospital
A sudden tsunami completely engulfed the dilapidated town of Ilkesmouth.

Those townspeople who killed each other and those dirty deeds were all submerged in the cold and dark water. The townspeople who were still alive were screaming and crawling on the ground to avoid the tide of death.

Before the desperate cry could spread too far, it was intercepted by the rushing waves, and the roar and wailing turned into the gurgling sound of drowning.

As for the last two survivors of the Crossroads Order's expedition team, they were supporting each other and advancing steadily along the mountain paths until they left the winding and rugged mountain paths and entered the dark and silent jungle.

From the shadows among the trees in front, there were faintly heard several heartbeat rhythms that were different from ordinary people, and the wind was mixed with a muffled roar - those were the four brigade horses brought by the second support team, and they were standing obediently at the moment. On the spot, munching on the forage in front of him - this was originally a vehicle reserved for quick evacuation by the seven esoteric cultists of the Crossroads Order's expedition team, but at this moment, only two passengers were waiting.

Watson limped to the side of the brigade horse. The brainless beast sensed a familiar smell - it was the breeder who had fed it the extremely delicious sweet spring!Are you coming to bring me sweet spring water again?Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! ! !
It lowered its head as if to show it, made a friendly low sound, and rubbed its furry head against the kind-hearted breeder who was approaching it, hoping to get another piece of delicious sweet water.

Its dark eyes were full of flattery, but the flattering look turned into horror, fear and pain in the next second... just because the blade in the breeder's hand had already pierced its chest!
The shiny skin opened a deep gap, and hot and smelly blood flowed down the blade. The sharp straight blade was slightly flipped, and the heart was completely peeled off like a professional surgeon.

The plump melon-sized heart fell into Watson's palm, as if he still didn't realize that he had separated from the body, and was still beating actively, pumping out the blood remaining in the ventricle.

The "severely injured" Blade Man raised his knife again and quickly peeled off the second lively horse heart. He placed the two strong hearts on the ground and drew a horizontal line with the blood slowly flowing out of the heart. There is a trace that looks like a crossroad, and the heart that has not yet been silenced is placed in the east and west of the bloody crossroad.

Then they sat down at the south side of the bloody crossroad. Melanie, who was waiting on the side, immediately sat cross-legged at the north side of the bloody crossroad. The middle fingers of their left arms pointed at the end of the bloody road in front of them, seeming to be connected to this bloody road. together.

The two esoteric cultists recited a piece of music in unison that was as dull as the roar of thunder and lightning. The monotonous words contained ancient secrets, and every syllable that imitated the thunder contained common emotions. Ma Xin, who was still struggling tenaciously, also It seems to be connected with two endlessly beating hearts.

The four hearts seem to be closely connected, the four hearts seem to be closely integrated, the four hearts seem to be one, beating with the same pulse... and the energy of life also circulates in this resonant pulse, just like the blood flows endlessly under the pumping of the heart. .

Although the normal blood flow continues until life fails, it is only because the body of life contains an orderly closed loop.

But at this moment, the two horse hearts selflessly dedicate all their life energy to fill the cycle, but what they get in return is to absorb more greedily - the two hearts are eagerly eating away at the lives of the two traveling horses.

Even their dying bodies began to shrink rapidly due to the connection of the pulse of the heart. The shiny skin and hair lost their luster, and the strong muscles withered like dry wood, as if there were two invisible hungry ghosts lying on the two horses. The horse sucked desperately at the wound on its chest, sucking all the life out of it.

Naturally, great losses were inevitably incurred in this process. After all, there was no complete ritual set up, and there were no suitable magic tools... But even so, the few remaining life energy of the brigade horse was enough to nourish the two of them. The injuries of the esoteric cultist.

The superficial minor injuries have quickly healed and scabbed, and the severe lacerations have been temporarily contained under Blademan Watson's emergency care. They will no longer have a significant impact on their actions, allowing the two to ride on two horses. The trembling brigade horses were about to neigh and run wildly, using the rhythm of their hearts to convey threatening or benign messages, forcing the two brigade horses to transport the two terrifying humans back to the city.The sound of horseshoes hitting the ground resounded on the road leading to London.

As the sun set the next day, the two traveling horses with red eyes and heavy breathing finally arrived outside London. The moment the horses saw the cold and dim city, the mission rooted in the depths of their minds could be considered completed. The four legs of the traveling horse suddenly became weak from exhaustion, and it staggered for a few steps before being unable to move forward any longer. The heavy horse fell to the ground with a crash, and a light white foam came out of its mouth.

The ruthless esoteric cultists ignored the two extremely tired traveling horses. They jumped off the horses the moment they overturned. After looking around, they tightened their hoods and cloaks to hide their identities and sneaked into the shadows of the deep streets and alleys. .

The slightly stunned passers-by immediately woke up and rushed to snatch the two exhausted horses. They were even willing to fight for it... The fight ended with a butcher with a sinister face, who directly killed the two. The horse was cut into pieces on the spot, and the delicious horse meat was distributed to the neighbors in the neighborhood for tonight's barbecue party.

With the help of this free delicacy, the residents of this impoverished neighborhood spent another unforgettable and joyful night. The sweetness of horse meat left a deep impression on the hearts of young children... Perhaps this is This is the only time in their lives that they have the opportunity to taste such delicious food.

With the help of these poor people, Melanie and Watson erased the traces of their arrival. Under the cover of the gradually darkening night, they walked through the intricate deep alleys and finally returned to the Crossroads Hospital, which was open day and night.

The two esoteric cultists who had returned from a tragic victory quietly avoided the eyes of patients in the queue and returned to the staff accommodation area at the rear under the cover of dark shadows. They conveyed the message through walking and speaking. Several church members were waiting for them.

The first person to bear the brunt was Nello Bacchus, whom we had not seen for a while. The deputy leader of the Crossroads seemed to be a little stronger, and his strong muscles were almost as good as those whose bodies were injected with vitality liquid. A strangely bloated and unintelligent townsman, but compared to the frivolous muscles of the giant townspeople, Nello's physique is exceptionally tough, like steel that has been tempered over time.

Nello opened his arms like a hug and shouted to the two scarred and tired church members: "Welcome to the two of you for your triumphant return!"

However, his open arms bypassed the two parishioners who were in urgent need of medical treatment, and instead directly picked up the huge square box behind Watson. A piece of thick black cloth wrapped the box tightly, which made people feel uncomfortable. Can't see clearly what's inside the box.

Nello picked up the black box with satisfaction and said to the two hard-working church members: "Church Melanie and Brother John, you have worked hard on this trip. I will report the results of this mission to the leader first."

"Although six church members were sacrificed in this mission, the two finally overcame various difficulties and retrieved what the leader wanted."

"The cult will never forget the contributions of the two of them. The leader will definitely summon the two of them later. You can just wait in the dormitory area for preliminary treatment."

After the deputy leader finished speaking, he left directly. The esoteric cultists who had been waiting for a long time immediately gathered around and brought the two exhausted members of the expedition team into the room with an attitude that seemed to be caring and threatening.

(End of this chapter)