I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 162 The Practice of Attracting People

The soul body of a mortal is like the void that has not been created since ancient times, empty and dark, and it is difficult to see even the slightest twinkling stars-it seems that all valuable things, valuable emotions, and valuable thoughts, It's all hidden in this deep, lightless darkness.

Darkness is not only the color that mortals fear, but also the color that mortals protect.

But Watson still detects the abnormality in this dark and lonely void by virtue of the heart-sympathetic rhythm of the same frequency. He is like a Labrador dog following the smell of urine to track its prey, and also following the secret hidden in the darkness. The faint pulse of the heart in the void traced to the unawakened mind of Experimenter No. [-].

The heart is the criterion of longevity and continuation.Any living life must have a latent mentality, which is the benchmark characteristic that keeps the living body alive in the world.

Watson's thinking tentacles are also trembling slightly, just like the toes of the world's life body when he is awake, the almost identical frequency allows him to touch the potential stars under the void and darkness, the heart that has not yet awakened but must exist Mutually.

In his perception of the heart, this slightly pulsating heart is like a vibrant planet of life. The surface of the planet is covered with a large number of bright red and pink vegetation, which is the color of vitality and vitality.

The full vitality is like a blanket made of flesh and blood, and it is also like a twisted and fluctuating skin bag, enveloping the planet of the heart, and even the rotation of the planet itself is inevitably dragged down by this pile of heavy vitality, and it is very difficult to go smoothly Turning, while turning, there seems to be some kind of violent panting like that of a dying old man before death.

The huge tentacles of thinking, as bright and colorful as mottled stars, finally touched this immature heart planet that was tortured by vitality, and then the front end of the tentacles of thinking differentiated into countless tiny sharp blades that vibrated continuously, just like the blades in the hands of top surgeons. The lancet precisely and steadily disassembled that layer of sticky flesh and blood blanket into tiny pieces, which were gradually peeled off.

When Watson peeled off half of the flesh and blood blanket, the heart-shaped planet that reappeared its true face trembled slightly, as if grateful for his help.

However, the countless vibrating sharp blades did not stop there, they continued to cut the fleshy leather blanket, stripping the vitality of Experimental No. [-]—the heart-shaped planet trembled more and more, it seemed to understand The tentacle-shaped galaxy in front of him is not a kind helper, but a hungry ghost who came to seek his life!
It also finally discovered that the bright celestial bodies inside the tentacles that looked like stars were not round planets, but moths fluttering their wings! ! !

The sharp-edged tentacles condensed by the river of moths are still continuing to peel off the vitality of the next experimenter, and have completely absorbed the vitality of the 120ml diluted injection, but still cannot satisfy his heterogeneous hunger—— The tentacles are now greedily sucking up their own vitality!
Guillermo Hoxha, the No. [-] experimenter, although he couldn't perceive the situation inside the soul body, he could clearly feel the loss of life vitality in his body. At that time, he still felt a little joy that he was finally able to get rid of the experiments of these weird cultists!
I finally don't have to endure the feeling of being full of energy all over my body anymore!Finally starting to feel tired and sleepy - I can finally sleep peacefully! ! !

However, the speed of energy loss in his body was getting faster and faster. He felt like a collapsed river embankment, and the power of life was rapidly flowing along the gradually widening gap-this was not just exhaustion and sleepiness!
He even felt extremely weak, just like when he bet with that old Jim who could resist and stay awake, and he endured it for three days and two nights without closing his eyes, until the old Jim on the other side of the table Finally unable to bear it anymore, when he fell asleep on the table with a bang, his uncontrollable sleepiness and weakness were the same as what he felt now.

Guillermo Hoxha's eyelids were still pulled up by the sharp thin iron hook, but his widened eyes suddenly saw a large mass of darkness approaching, gradually eroding his vision—as if Those deranged cultists were using him again for some horrible experiment, dripping cold ink on his eyes, trying to tint their proud green eyes with jet black.

However, the darkness is also very good. When my eyes are dark, I no longer have to see the horrible methods that the cultists have carried out on my body, and I don’t have to endure the torture of being awake all the time... I can finally have a good night’s sleep.

Guillermo Hoxha suddenly stopped struggling, but in fact he had no strength to struggle anymore. The fatigue that had not closed his eyes and fell asleep for three days and three nights would hit him like the most turbulent waves. The monstrous huge waves seem to want to shoot themselves directly into the deep and cold seabed... But all of this is not important, just let me stay under the dark and silent deep sea forever, quietly by myself People stay a while.

However, the world never went as he wished, or this group of cultists never did as he wished.

When Guillermo Hoxha had begun to wait for the arrival of death in peace, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Officer Watson, please wait a moment! There is still some remaining value in this experimental subject that has not been squeezed out, please save his life first!"

At the same time as this voice sounded, Guillermo Hoxha felt that his energy was draining and suddenly stopped, as if the faucet inserted in his chest was also tightly shut by this voice, and he could even feel it. A little warm life force flowed back into his body, hanging his half-dead life, so that he could linger on, continue to experience the cruelty and torture in this world, and continue to contribute physically and mentally to the experiments of the cultists.

Fuck you—if it wasn't for the vocal cords in your throat being inserted with some kind of splinter-like foreign object, the injury has not healed and you can't make a sound.Guillermo Hoxha was appointed to yell at the damned obstructer, and it would be best if he scolded the other party's anger and gave himself a good time!
Although Watson has not mastered mind reading skills, he seems to be able to understand the emotions of experimenter No. [-].

Naturally, he would not have any compassion for this.

He was just thinking, if he could give these guys who had been tortured by the experiments of the Crossroads Order a little bit of vitality, so that they could recover their physical strength, and then assign them a certain amount of weapons... whether it would also provide some support for his plan to overthrow the Crossroads Order. How about a little help?
The question remained in his mind for less than a second, and the answer he got was naturally negative. Even if these simple mortals possessed firearms, they might be able to cause effective damage to the crossroads sect with a strength above the second level. —As long as the esoteric believers can exert the influence of sexuality at will, they are the biggest killers for mortals who are not strong-willed—the weak-willed people cannot resist the mysterious power that hits the soul directly.

Watson let go of his palm in silence, and instead focused on feeling the cloudy energy he had just absorbed.

In his mental perception, although the vitality taken from the body of experimenter No. [-] is filthy like mud, showing a light yellowish reddish pale green color, it has a particularly powerful effect—if he can completely If this group of vitality is absorbed, it may be enough to heal most of the second-order serious injuries, and it can even make the mental phase thrive further.

"However, how can we purify the vitality absorbed from other life forms?"

　Judging from the fact that the lamp absorbs light, the cast absorbs heat, and the cup eats people, the heart can also absorb people... right?Then the blade man is to cut someone, and the saber man is to cut a man, so what is a winter man - gnaw dead bones?
　　
　
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