chsdbacks Chapter 296 Celestial Church
Chapter 296 Celestial Church
Chapter 296 Celestial Church
So many cult members!
Is the Mother Tree of Desire trying to corrupt me?
Xia Er still held the wriggling woman in his hand, trying to bite him, and with his other hand, he slapped her down with a thud, and she fell asleep, tossing him aside.
"You should become a follower of the mother tree."
The leader of the Celestial Church, Follett Ken, solemnly made his declaration. If one ignored his naked appearance and the wooden stick, he really did look like a cult leader preaching.
"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Didn't we come here to have fun?"
"I'll be gentler."
Shael assumed a boxing stance, spun around, and with a sweeping kick, sent the approaching goblin flying. He glanced at the white-haired creature on the other side, casually pressed it down, and pushed it. The person, still immersed in desire, fell backward, bumping into the little monsters behind him.
"Grab him!"
When Follett Ken saw that Shael hadn't come to join them, he yelled angrily and lunged at Shael like a madman, even though he was a Sequence 8 madman of the Alien Path.
With this roar, the other little monsters also became restless. Under the influence of the power of the Mother Tree of Desire, regardless of gender, they all showed great fanaticism and enthusiasm when they saw Xia'er, rushing forward one by one shouting.
Xia Er ignored the mentally disturbing scene before him. He moved his feet with ease, and the sounds of thumping, pain, and gasps filled the air. He took off his suit jacket, conjured it into a rope, and whipped it across the back of a small monster.
hiss~
As a spectator, Xia Er could hear a secret sense of satisfaction in the voice. He raised his eyebrows slightly, tightened his grip, and lashed out with the whip again. This time, the other party screamed in pain and even tried to jump up, but slipped and fell to the ground.
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The place that was once a place of debauchery and pleasure seemed to have become an even stranger place. The only extraordinary person present, Follett, was kicked away casually and slammed into the wall, unable to be pried out. Shael put his coat back on, and in his hand it seemed to be holding a spiritual whip. One lash could make a group of people roll on the ground and groan, as if it were directly lashing the spirit, bringing absolutely real pain.
The celestial church believers, whose flesh was beginning to rot and were about to undergo a mutation, shuddered after being hit a few times, waking up from their near-collapse state. Some of the more talented ones even struggled to crawl closer, but were deterred by the intense pain the next second.
The contamination hidden within these believers dissipated as they rolled, transforming into an alluring, invisible light that merged into Follett's body within the wall. A brownish-red branch sprouted from the wall, its tip adorned with a flower that dripped sap, like a legendary man-eating flower, and swallowed Follett whole, growing even more brown branches.
Oh.
Xia Er smiled. Before Follett was digested, his body became illusory and entered the madman's dream. In the real world, the wildly growing flowers and branches seemed to be affected and stopped moving, as if the computer had crashed.
In the dream, a blood-red moon hangs high in the sky.
Like an insect trapped in a pitcher plant, Follett was gradually digested. Following the pitcher plant's thick root system, behind it, obscured by the dazzling starlight and mist, was a giant, humanoid tree with chaotic scales, barely visible.
Xia Er didn't mind taking a look; his status wouldn't explode from just a glance. After all, the Storm Lord of the original timeline had risked his life to collide with the Fallen Mother Goddess, and in the end, he was merely dead. But unfortunately, perhaps the barrier's power was strong enough that even the illusory projection was still unclear.
Xia'er could only rely on her senses to determine that the crystal-clear fruit growing on the giant tree could grant immortality with a single bite, and that the wet, alluring flowers, with their pink stamens swaying in the light, were adorned with badges of honor and crowns of power. It seemed as if all symbols of desire could be found on this tree, making it feel like a dream.
The crystallization of all desires in the world is presented before his eyes, as if all the beauty and luxury in the world are right in front of him, allowing Xia'er to make choices freely, but he sweeps them aside one by one. These are all things that he can obtain at his fingertips, and he does not need to give them to him by others.
What he wanted was absolute freedom, absolute security, and absolute peace of mind. None of these were found on this giant, anthropomorphic tree. Even if it wasn't absolute freedom, absolute security, or absolute peace of mind, it still wasn't found on this tree.
The Mother Tree of Desire, on another extraordinary path in the starry sky, the Miser's Path, Sequence 0 is called the Lord Father. This is like the ruler of all sentient beings, like another father. He is the angry scolding, the painful eating words, and His roars forever echo in desire and emotion.
This father allows you to pursue anything, but he doesn't allow you to be free, he doesn't allow you to lie down, he doesn't allow you to see through those dispensable things in him, those boring emotions, those desires that drift with the tide, those roars and wills imposed on your life.
He shook his head in disappointment. Even in the old days that symbolized desire, even in this false dream, he could not see anything that could truly drive him mad.
Is freedom really that expensive?
The humanoid giant tree seemed to be able to sense Xia'er's emotional changes. It seemed to be angrily swinging its vines, but separated by the barrier of Earth, even when facing the projection of the Outer God, Xia'er still did not react.
It's like being on the other end of the phone; no matter how angry the "old-fashioned father" is, he still can't do anything about the independent child living on the other end.
This anger did not last long, and new changes were quietly brewing.
Follett Ken from "Nepenthes" has been completely digested. When the closed pitcher plant opens again, the first thing to appear is a woman's head. She has greenish-blue hair, an exceptionally beautiful face, and a charm that points directly to love.
Xia Er glanced at it, then subconsciously looked away, but his peripheral vision remained fixed on the gradually emerging perfect body, as if it had been specially made to his liking.
Even though he was highly resistant to seduction, a sincere, pure, and intense love still welled up in his heart.
This love is not one-sided; he can also feel the strong love emanating from the other person. This love spreads like the fragrance of flowers, carrying just the right amount of sweetness and aroma, giving him a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
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