I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 277 The Prelude to the End

The memory came to an abrupt end, and the greedy seeker had not even been able to clearly see the figure of the great man who slowly walked out from behind the diamond-like crystal clear branches.

The other party's face is still hidden in the white tide of brilliance filled with radiant fruits.

The strange skinny bird who had just taken back the slender, dull hair that twisted like earthworms between his toes was still trying to dig into the memory of the middle-aged man who had lost his guard.

It has yet to find deeper secrets, its hunger for light can never be satisfied, and it is happy to see those who shine gradually lose and sink.

However, the strange bird, immersed in savoring the sweetness of the glow, seemed completely unaware that its rude and reckless peeking behavior had already annoyed the great man with a blurred face.

The other party's promises and imprints buried in Winfreth's body have already detected the moth's disrespect.

A mere alien-shaped young moth dares to peek into the face of a great being. How is this any different from blasphemy! ! !
A spark of lightning suddenly burst out from among the thick clouds in the sky. This inexplicable lightning was completely different from the false connection between the four people on the crossroads and Winfrey Morgan. It took a certain amount of time to wake up the sky and thunder. , making the Thunder Snake brew strong enough among the clouds.

This sudden bolt of lightning transcended the accumulation process and grew to be extremely destructive in just an instant.

The new and powerful thunderbolt did not even need to be guided or charged. It descended directly the moment it was born and blasted straight towards the arrogant and rude alien baby moth below!

The twisted purple-white branch-like light cuts through the night sky, as if a bold painter has left a heavy stroke in the middle of the dark night. The weight of the strokes seems to tear the canvas of heaven and earth into two halves. It exposes the purple and white reality in the center that is unreal and cannot be seen directly.

The speed of the purple-white lightning was so fast that when this abnormal thunder fell, everything between heaven and earth seemed to fall into absolute stillness. The drifting snowflakes solidified in the sky, and the howling cold wind seemed to show traces. The eyes of the mortals lurking everywhere have not yet had time to show shock and horror.

But absolute stillness is only relative to the swift thunder - even if everything in history falls into stasis and solidification, the heart will never stop dancing and moving.

And under the reference of extremely high-speed motion, those slow and sluggish moving things are not just trapped in some kind of relative static stagnation.

At this moment when everything in the world seemed to be absolutely still, the dancing thunder snake roared with angry words, twisted its crackling electric body, knocked away the wind and snow blocking the road along the way, and opened its head like a roar. It has a terrifying resonance that is enough to make all creatures in the world feel sincere fear!
With such swiftness and rapidity, the giant thunder snake twisting and running wildly in the space that seemed to be still and solidified, fiercely attacked the dumb alien young moth, vowing to kill the blasphemer who dared to get involved in the secret of the great one. A scumbag!

But, but!
This ugly, emaciated, alien-shaped young moth that looked like an immature strange bird suddenly moved its body in advance as if it was unpredictable. Its deformed fleshy wings vibrated slightly, and its body rose and flashed to the side!

And this series of actions even preceded the birth of the Purple-White Thunder Serpent, and even before the Great One's divine punishment came down!

The unwilling purple and white electric snake roared crazily, twisting its body in the air as hard as it could and chasing after the escaping young alien moth.

But no matter how it changes direction, the weird and fragile bird seems to always be able to predict its next move in advance, and it is incredibly slow to vibrate its fleshy wings in absolutely still time and space. The sound of flapping wings was even more incredible as it escaped into the purple and white electric snake's unformed mind... How is this possible? !How could a mere apprentice have such power? ! !
Who is the person behind this alien baby moth?Who guided this moth through the Stag Gate? ! ! !

The great one hidden in the sky shouted in disbelief.

However, before he could increase the intensity of his dance and attract more thunder and lightning, he vowed to use the terrifying rain of thunder and lightning to kill the blasphemer to death, and even the qualification to sink into the virtual world was completely wiped out. ...He suddenly heard a burst of weird and terrifying laughter that resounded directly within his consciousness!
What kind of laughter is this? ! !
The great man suddenly woke up, focused all his energy back into his body, and vigilantly released his spiritual vision to perceive everything around him. He did not miss the dark sea of ​​clouds, the dark woodland, and every inch of the world from the time he stayed until he woke up. He has even looked through the gaps in the microscopic world... but the result is still nothing. His spirit has not yet been promoted to a higher level, and facing the power from higher dimensions, his eyes are as dark as a blind mortal.

The weird wild laughter has not stopped, but it resounds more and more clearly in the depths of his mind, as if the owner of the laughter is gradually entering his consciousness.His mind couldn't help but be flustered by this, and even the beat of the eternal dance skipped a beat. The consequence of this was that a continuous stream of ribbon lightning suddenly fell on the waking world, and several luminous lightnings were entangled together. They seemed to huddle together in fear, screaming and rumbling thunder to escape from the increasingly dark clouds.

The thunder that fled in panic fell to the ground, and immediately blasted shocking cracks and craters with burn marks in this remote river bend.

However, the thunder released by the Great Heart does not only contain the power of destruction, it is also mixed with the pure power of life - the plant seeds deep in the soil experience the baptism of thunder, and they seem to tremble with excitement, unable to help but want to Emerging at the wrong time, a touch of green peeked out from the charred darkness.

Seeing this, the owner of the strange laughter laughed more and more wantonly and became even more insane.

"Hahaha, isn't this little Penelope? Long time no see!"

"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that you would also live in this layer of history... Oh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot. This is your first time meeting me."

"Hey, you are really still playing that boring little game of showing the power of thunder to ignorant mortals... Oh, how many times have I advised you, don't always just think about playing tricks on ignorant mortals, we are our respective ministers The boss's loyal dog must look at things from a broader perspective. Instead of using mortals to relieve boredom, why not try to liberate worms... I'm sure this will lead to endless fun!"

"And the most important thing is that we work hard to sing and dance day and night, like strippers working hard to make a living. Isn't it just to stabilize and strengthen the endless movement of the world... And after releasing the worms, those fears The screaming mortals will definitely flee in panic under the fear of the worms, and those pot-bellied mortal leaders must be the most desperate characters to escape. Isn’t this just a good exercise for their bodies that have not been exercised for a long time?”

"Hmm... That's right, it makes sense." The Great Heart couldn't help but want to nod slightly - even though it had already abandoned its old form and turned into endless music and dance, without a head or neck at all.

At this moment, He could no longer tell whether the voice resounding in the depths of his mind was his deepest hidden thoughts, or the whispers from others outside... But was this important?

"The important thing is our unprecedented big plan! Release the worms and plunge the world into endless madness. Such a magnificent achievement, I am afraid that our self-castrated boss will be able to burst out with loud beats after hearing about it. It’s going to be more intensive and louder than thunder, right?”

"I happen to know that there is a jar of stunted, shriveled worms hidden in a corner of this heavy history. We can go directly over and pour the power of our hearts into it. I am sure we can bring those poor little guys back to life. By then our great achievements will be It can be considered a solid first step!”

The man with a great heart listened to the true words deep in his consciousness, and his spirit became more and more excited and joyful. He really didn't want to stay here for a moment anymore, and anxiously flew towards the worm hiding place that he didn't know when. ...The great achievement of promotion is just around the corner! ! !
The dark clouds in the sky quietly dissipated due to the absence of a certain maintainer, and the bright arc moon appeared in the clear night sky again.

The cold moonlight, as pale as bone and as thick as blood, poured down, reflecting the armored soldiers advancing steadily on the ground.

A middle-aged man with a haggard and gloomy face is reflected behind the window on the top floor of the hospital.

Reflecting the summary, it was still a poor skinny bird bitten by a thundering snake.

It tried its best to dodge, but it still couldn't completely avoid the sudden thunder attack. The extremely slender left foot was only slightly brushed by the lightning, and it was quickly burned into coke. If it hadn't followed its inner intuition and abandoned the foot in time, it would have gone violently. The current will burn the entire body.

The strange skinny bird that was lucky enough to escape the disaster fluttered its wings and took off with lingering fear, flying up into the clear night sky amidst noisy crow-like cries.

At this moment, the roar of thunder that had just suddenly descended belatedly sounded, just like the soft sound of the drums at the beginning of the performance, officially kicking off the destruction of the Crossroads Order.

(End of this chapter)