It can be determined that it is the "baptism ceremony" of a heretic sect-whether it is the heretic sect on the ground or the heretic sect in the "sick village", their "baptism" is definitely not the same as Christian baptism.
"How to … how to do it?"
"Give a part of you to the Great God, and he will bless you in the process. It comes from his strength, and this strength will be driven by you … This is the high gift we can get before we return to his body," said the servant.
"Sacrifice a part of me to the Great God?" Kelan couldn’t help but "thump" in his heart. "This means … I want to be like those sacrifices just now …"
"Yes, but it’s not a Ministry. It’s just a small part. Your mission is not over yet. It’s too early to return to the body of the Great God."
"A small part? Which part is it? " Kelan asked.
"Right hand and tail finger" said the servant.
Koran didn’t notice at this time that the followers of God’s servant hand didn’t have the knuckles at the farthest end of the little finger whose right hand was exposed.
The place where they severed their fingers had already healed, and it looked bare, and there seemed to be no sign of gangrene or infection by anything …
Kelan glanced at his right little finger, which grew back less than two months ago. Compared with the finger connected to the palm, the skin looked a little pink, and even a looming dividing line could be seen at the root of the finger.
"Are you going to cut it off when you just grow it?" Kelan thought in his heart, "Forget it. It won’t be long before the self-healing ability will grow out. One finger less should not have much impact on his own combat effectiveness …"
He gritted his teeth and said to God’s servant, "… Do you have a knife? Give me a knife … er, it’s better to be sharp and have an axe. "
"You must do it yourself," said the servant. He slowly walked behind Kelan and gave him a push on the back.
"The Great God will help you complete the whole process of baptism and you won’t feel pain."
The multiple of gravity here is lower than that in the residential area, and Kelan floats directly to the huge mouth of the embedded flesh wall.
"Lying in the trough!" Kelan couldn’t help but greet a female family member of this god servant. He waved his limbs in vain, but his floating state was rooted in his ability to watch this maw and constantly enlarge his vision.
This scene of deja vu really made Kelan feel a little embarrassed-not long ago, he also killed a priest of a heretical sect by similar means, but I didn’t expect that he would be in the position of "victim" before long.
"I hope … I hope this thing will really eat a piece of finger …" Kelan reached into the side pocket and held the grip of the pocket pistol-although the power of the pocket pistol is very small, it is not much bigger than the grain of rice, and it can’t do any effective damage to the flesh and blood wall, but it is the recoil generated by a gunpowder weapon when shooting that will push Kelan in the opposite direction.
If this wall of flesh and blood shows the slightest intention of swallowing himself, he will not hesitate to pull the trigger-even if his identity will be exposed.
If this thing really swallows it, it will be too late to say anything.
The centipede-like tentacle has been stretched out from the giant mouth, which is much slower than when it was preying on the "sacrifice" before.
The tentacle moved to a distance of one meter from Kelan and stopped conveniently. It was at such a close distance that Kelan could see clearly the "teeth" structure at the front end of the tentacle-these fangs are not straight, but have a certain curvature, and the curved side has a very sharp blade. When the muscles at the front end of the tentacle contract, these fangs will fit each other and will touch things to pieces.
Kelan tried to stretch his right hand forward, and when his little finger was about to touch those fangs, a very thin meat tube stretched out from his tentacles like a needle, and the sharp end quickly clicked on the back of Kelan’s hand.
A tingling sensation suddenly came from the back of the hand. For a second, Koran felt that the whole right hand had lost consciousness.
"Before amputation, I would give an injection of anesthetic? ….. Is this’ great god’ so humanized? " Koran didn’t react until the servant said that "you won’t feel pain in the whole process" and he didn’t lie to him.
It really won’t feel pain after injection of "anesthetic" …
Chapter three hundred and seventy-four Policy
But what happened next was completely beyond Kelan’s expectation-
After the meat tube touched his hand, it turned completely dark, and the thick tentacles behind it were covered with a strange layer of light gray. The fascia on the surface of the tentacles suddenly decomposed and a large amount of gray pus oozed from the body … In less than five seconds, the muscle tissue that formed the main body of the tentacles quickly disintegrated and became clouds like cotton wadding that had been saturated with lime water.