The Ninth Secret Bureau

Chapter 432: fanatical worship

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Maybe this place can only be a nightmare, because in the real world... Chen Xian would never believe that such extremely weird things would appear in the world, they were like nightmares from another world.

Blood and flesh, limbs and debris.

Countless immortal heads are praying devoutly on the glass barrier. Their whispering voices sound like thousands of demons whispering in secret. Although their pious and fanatical attitude is very "moving", but Still can't deny that it all looks too weird.

That ominous breath was like a curse of malice.

All the time, everywhere.

Chen Xian could hear the fanaticism from their prayers, and naturally he could gradually hear the resentment hidden under the fanaticism. Although he didn't know what these strange people had gone through, that kind of resentment was a very Intuitive messages... They should be hating someone, or maybe something.

or a life.

"What are you doing..."

Chen Xian kept looking left and right, although he knew very well that this was a dream, everything was an illusion and not real, no matter how horrible things happened to him, it would not cause substantial harm to him , but for some reason, the more he listened to the pious prayers of these strange people, the more flustered Chen Xian felt. It seemed that his keen sixth sense was already sounding an alarm for him...

It's dangerous here.

These weirdos are dangerous.

If you can... run away!

Just when Chen Xian was gradually feeling creepy, in an instant, the prayer voices of those strange people changed again.

become clearer.

It was like thousands of people praying to God together in the mission field.

"Natu Nasok... Diavatansi... Yay... Yay... Mortina..."

The eccentrics whispered a human-like language, but Chen Xian listened carefully for a while but couldn't figure out which country's dialect it was, but just when he was confused and puzzled, Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his brain without warning, as if thousands of bugs were burrowing wantonly in his brain tissue.

Following the sudden pain, Chen Xian's hearing seemed to be affected by an unknown energy.

It was like falling into water suddenly, and there was an uncomfortable feeling in the ear canals being filled with liquid, so no matter how loud the prayers were here, they would eventually become a vague sound in his ears.

But Chen Xian soon discovered that this abnormal phenomenon was just the beginning, it was just the beginning of another abnormal phenomenon...

The more he couldn't hear the prayers of these strange people, the louder Chen Xian's "inner voice" would become.

That wonderful feeling can't be described concretely in words, if you use metaphors... It's like a voice that can simultaneously translate the language of those strange people suddenly appeared in Chen Xian's heart.

Every prayer of the weirdo was instantly translated into Chinese by the voice in his heart, and the finally translated information was not for Chen Xian to hear, but was directly poured into his brain... that kind of almost mandatory information transmission The method only reminded Chen Xian of the sawing knife that conveyed the message to him in Meishan back then.

It is no different from a sawing knife, even more violent than a sawing knife. It doesn't care whether Chen Xian can digest and understand so much information in an instant, and is not afraid at all that it will blow Chen Xian's head... it Even if he kept copying and pasting, Chen Xian could only passively accept the forced information.

"You are one... and ten thousand..."

"You are Moment... and Eternity..."

"You are the cause of everything... and the effect of everything..."

The prayers of these strange people became more and more sharp, as if they were turning into a group of monsters howling in the abyss, but their piety remained unchanged, and the incomprehensible fanaticism intensified on them.

"The ancient scriptures are treasured by us...in the shadow of that wonderful time...we have witnessed the words you left in the scriptures...true and false...the so-called truth is but a great deception of the cosmic order...we are all deceived Already... so we foolish believers shall be buried in eternity... But you said death is also a lie... So we got eternal life in this world..."

"Mum's Will is Immortal... You shall be eternal in the past and the future... Moment and eternity... Death in your eyes becomes a fig leaf for the cosmic order... We believe that you will return one day... You will lead our loyal followers to piety Believers... lead us to enjoy the glory of this world... "

"Article 41 of the Holy Scriptures... We must abandon the mask of hypocrisy... We must face our own sins... We must also fall into this dark abyss with our hometown Mu..."

"We did it..."

"As you wish... We will follow you to the end of time... We have received eternal life just like you!"

At the end of the prayer, thousands of weirdos cheered in unison.

"Praise be to our one and only Lord!"

Their cheers were even more terrifying than the screams of demons. That sharp, needle-like sound seemed to be able to cause substantial damage to Chen Xian, and instantly pierced Chen Xian's eardrums... Under this severe pain, Chen Xian's consciousness gradually became blurred.

He saw hundreds of strange objects resembling plant roots descending from the sky.

He saw the heads of those who had been merged into the barrier begin to fall off.

At this moment, he has completely understood where he is. Although he does not want to believe this fact, the reality is like this... This is the blood-colored giant tree under the deep sea, and he is in the blood tree, on its trunk. inside.

Those barriers that "imprison" weirdos are actually the skin of giant trees.

As Chen Xian gradually lost consciousness, he saw more and more weird people falling from the bark of the tree, but most of them were only moving with a head... like some kind of weird life that was alive, even though Without the help of their limbs, they can move freely, even at a very fast speed, without being affected at all.

All the weirdos were swarming towards Chen Xian's position, and they swarmed towards Chen Xian like a terrifying tide.

At the same time, the plant roots hanging from the sky fell on Chen Xian without any hassle. Although each one was only as thick as an adult's thumb, in Chen Xian's view, the weight of these things was not the same as their weight. The size is completely out of proportion, and the density is simply frighteningly high.

They were only a few tens of centimeters across his body, but it felt like a mountain was being crushed...Under that terrifying weight, Chen Xian had no room to resist, and was directly crushed to the ground. Involuntarily lying in a pool of blood from the thick fog.

Perhaps the roots of these plants are all poisonous.

The moment he touched them, Chen Xian felt his whole body sting like being stung by insects, and many strange blood-colored scars appeared on the surface of his skin... Seeing those strange lives swarming towards him, Chen Xian didn't dare to think too much at the moment, he just prayed that he would wake up soon.

Not sure if it was a lucky coincidence or just prayers.

Just a second before those strange beings rushed over and were about to touch Chen Xian, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then he only felt a whirl of dizziness, accompanied by that disgusting dizziness... He really woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, Chen Xian heaved a sigh of relief.

Because he saw the old liar standing by the bed and staring straight at him.

"You... are you okay..." The old liar's face was full of worry, and he seemed cautious when he asked the question. That kind of nervous expression rarely appeared on him, and you could tell from his pale face that he was terribly frightened. light.

"I'm asleep?" Chen Xian didn't get up, he lay motionless on the bed like a dead body in the morgue, his breathing was a little short, his heart rate was a little abnormal, and his voice was very obvious when he spoke Trembling, it's like a look of lingering fear, "I... how long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a few hours." The old liar wiped the cold sweat from his brow, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Xian was behaving normally, and complained, "You scared me to death, kid! I I thought something happened to you!"

"It's okay... I'm fine..."

Chen Xian wanted to show a more relaxed expression, but he found it difficult for him to do so. Maybe that nightmare stimulated him too much. At this moment, his facial muscles seemed to be frozen, and he wanted to move the corners of his mouth gently It's all difficult.

"I just had a nightmare... don't you worry..."

After all, Chen Xian wanted to get up from the bed.

But just when he was about to get up, suddenly, he felt wet on his back...

No, not only on the back, but also on the legs and shoulders.

The old liar looked at Chen Xian in astonishment, and then at the blood-stained bed.

"What's the matter with you kid? Where did you get so much blood on your body?"