I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 239 Julian Coselli
Melanie was so anxious that she could not help but lower her head, racking her brains to think but could not recall the specific details. 'Is my brain damaged from repeated mental attacks? '

'Why didn't it take me three full seconds to recall what happened to that kid? '

'Oops, if I can't answer again, I'm afraid Winfrey will probably--'

At this anxious moment, the lamp in her head suddenly and unnaturally brightened, as if the benevolent lamp holder added oil, the lamp's glow bloomed intensely.

The radiance of rationality that bloomed in an instant helped her to concentrate highly, allowing her to quickly dig out the picture that she had almost forgotten for some reason among the garbage in her mind——

Although the sun had not completely set at that time, the thunderous dark clouds lingering in the sky had not dispersed yet, and the sky was dark.

Melanie and other church members followed the bright red blood trail and reached the edge of the cliff. They looked down the cliff and saw a nearly broken body lying on the rocks rising from the gray sea. of corpses.

The torso was almost completely torn apart. The sharp rocks pierced the young man's back, and the red stone horns protruded ferociously from his chest.

At that time, with her superior eyesight, she could even clearly see the boy's immature face. His eyes were pale and lifeless, and blood was slowly flowing out of the vertical crack on his forehead.

Melanie nodded heavily and answered firmly:
"Yes! I and other church members saw with our own eyes that Sebastian's forehead bone had been opened by the dagger thrown by Lido. He stumbled away, but fell directly off the cliff and fell on the rocks. He was broken on the spot. Split into a puddle of flesh."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but quietly peek at Winfres Morgan's reaction, praying in her heart not to doubt me because of my momentary hesitation just now...

However, when Melanie raised her head slightly, she was surprised to find that the originally dim dean's office suddenly became brighter, like the scorching sun at noon, breaking through the dark curtains behind the desk. As he walked in, a dazzling light filled the small room.

But now it is a dark, moonless night, where does the dazzling light come from? !

Melanie looked at the light source in astonishment. It turned out that what was shining as brightly as the midday sun... were actually the eyes of Winfrey Morgan!

Winfrey's eyes were shining like the midday sun on a hot summer day, but this strong and blazing light seemed to be gentle and kind.

This strong light fell on Melanie's skin, causing no harm at all. She only felt a warmth that was difficult to describe in words.

It was like soaking in a bathtub with just the right temperature, like returning to the mother's embryonic palace, and like... in short, it was a feeling that was comfortable, refreshing and relaxing.

Even after this light reflected into the depths of her pupils, it in turn nourished the withered and broken lamp in her skull. Just now, she suddenly regained her rationality and was able to quickly recall the circumstances of Sebastian's death. It was obviously... Because of Winfrey Morgan's help.

She was so surprised that her voice began to tremble, "Teacher, leader, your lighting skills have also been promoted to the fourth level?!"

"Yes, that's what happened when you left for the past few days... I just saw that you seemed to be in a trance and exhausted, so I took it upon myself to light the lamp for you. Didn't I offend your privacy?"

"No, no, not at all."

Melanie waved her hands repeatedly to show that it was okay, but the next second she suddenly realized... If Winfrey can light up the lamp in my skull without knowing it, doesn't it mean that he can also Can you steal the light in my skull, steal my memory and reason without even realizing it? !

She suddenly felt that the light reflected on her body was no longer as warm as amniotic fluid, but as cold as dewdrops from melting ice and snow. The coldness penetrated from her pores and seemed to freeze her blood vessels.Melanie's heartbeat slightly skipped a beat because of this, but she quickly adjusted herself to an expression of admiration and praised insincerely:
"In such a short period of time, both the heart and the lamp have been promoted to the fourth level. I am truly worthy of you! Following you is indeed the most correct decision I have ever made in my life!!!"

"It's a pity that I couldn't be with you to witness such a momentous moment. This is really a pity——"

"However, with an outstanding leader like you leading us, the future of our Crossroads Order will be bright!!!"

Melanie subtly flattered her again, and Winfrey seemed not to notice the flickering of the light in her skull and the missing beat of her heartbeat. There was still a smile on the corner of her mouth that seemed to have been deeply imprinted on her. Smile.

"Well, let's continue telling you about your mission."

"Nero told me that before you returned to the dormitory, you had reported to him through words and deeds the news that all other believers had been killed."

"But you concealed the content about how you defeated the owner of the Gowell Hotel and seized the book collection. You said you would only reveal it after meeting me in person -"

Winfrey's eyes suddenly became sharp, but his facial muscles were clearly still maintaining that false smile, so that it seemed that his eyes were completely separated from his face, as if his eyes were independent from his face. Two individuals.

He asked slowly: "So, can you tell me now?"

Melanie immediately replied: "Of course! It's not that I concealed it intentionally. It's just that the subsequent experience was too unbelievable. I think it's more appropriate to report it to you in person."

"The strength of the owner of the Gowell Hotel has at least reached the level of the fourth-order lamp phase and the fourth-order moth phase. Although he is very old, his strength is still unfathomable."

"We are simply vulnerable in front of the opponent. Even the thunder summoned by the crossroad array can hardly hurt the opponent.

"Even if Brother John sees the right opportunity to blow out old Michaelis's eyes and contain the intense light that is almost condensed into substance, the other party can just wave his arms casually, and those weird ghost claws can easily tear our bodies apart... ...Everyone fell into the monster's rejuvenating meat, except Brother John, who seemed to have a bad taste due to his sword aspect, and was not devoured.

"And I was the delicacy that the other party saved until the end, but when the other party was about to kill me at the end -"

Melanie seemed to be still frightened when she said this part, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva before continuing:

"The flawless frost suddenly fell from the sky, and the drifting snowflakes turned into sharp ice edges, directly piercing the body of the owner of the Galwell Hotel, crushing him into a completely shapeless ball of minced meat!
"And because I was under the mental influence of the lamp phase and the moth phase one after another, I only had time to see a hazy man's figure flash past before my head became dizzy and I passed out."

"According to my guess, the unknown person who came to help should be Mr. J.C., who you asked us to pay special attention to - I wonder if you think my guess is accurate?"

Winfres couldn't help but fell into deep thought after hearing the name, and murmured to himself:
"The terrifying ice edge that annihilates the body... does sound like Julian Coselli's style."

"But why is he helping you? What is he planning secretly?"

(End of this chapter)