Start Cthulhu with priest

Nuns don't have blood?

Or is she not alive?

If you are not a living person, will you have that kind of sexual interest?

Or is it that the nun's strength is as unfathomable as the gully on her chest, far beyond the perception range of [Blood Fighting Technique]?

No matter what the possibility is, An Le is vigilant.

He reminded himself again that the inside of this church may not be safe, so be careful and keep a low profile.

An Le returned to the bedroom, ready to do something during these three hours.

[Blood Fighting Technique] It is difficult to improve through exercise.

He naturally set his target on the newly acquired [Mad Believer Body Forging Technique].

"Communicate with the god of faith, pray for his gift?"

"The more pious the mind, the faster the practice speed?"

Anle muttered to herself.

"But I don't believe in God."

The family knows their own affairs.

Although An Le is pretending to be a priest, he doesn't believe in the gods sincerely. At most, he is like most Chinese people who "believe casually".

Rather, what he believes in is only himself.

"Why don't you try?"

With a rather casual attitude, An Le murmured.

"The benevolent and omniscient Lord of Chaos, please grant your most devout believers strength!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as An Le finished speaking, the invisible gray tentacles on the ceiling dropped down.

Only this time, instead of reaching into his brain and stirring, it penetrated into his body.

'That's okay too? '

According to the knowledge grown in his mind, An Le quickly adjusted his posture.

The body training method of [Mad Believers Body Training] is not a single posture, but a complete series of movements.

It has similarities with gymnastics and Tai Chi.

The movements are more extreme, the purpose is to stretch the bones and joints, and exercise the main muscle groups at the same time.

Just making the first movement, An Le's whole body made a "crack, bang, bang" sound, his muscles were forced to tense, and even began to tremble slightly.

Pain came in waves.

If An Le only controls it by himself, it may be difficult to achieve the standard of this extremely difficult body training technique.

However, the hanging tentacles make up for this deficiency.

The five tentacles stretched into Anle's limbs and main torso respectively, injected invisible substances into them, and established a strange connection.

This caused An Le's brain to temporarily shield part of the pain, and meticulously completed the content of the exercise.

Many people learn fitness exercises through videos, but after doing it for a while, they find that there is not much effect. Except for diet factors, many exercises do not meet the standards when exercising, and they are more or less "cut corners".

This is often not subjective laziness, but people's inability to precisely control every muscle, resulting in posture deformation.

Available with the help of tentacles.

Arms, thighs, waist and abdomen... Even the tightening of muscles and the orientation of joints are all the same as the knowledge in the mind, and there is no trace of deviation.

‘Is this an invitation to God? '

Anle has no shortage of entertaining thoughts.

The fantastic remodel continues.

An Le felt a wave of heat flowing in his body in a trance, and with the progress of the exercise, it spread to the whole body during the exercise.

It's warm and comfortable.

An Le put on a smile of enjoyment, just combining the tentacles on his body and the weird twisted posture.

In the eyes of outsiders, the picture itself is extremely evil and weird——

—The flames of the kerosene lamps were dim, casting shadows on the walls like distorted monsters.

—The mad believer is pleasing his god with frantic dances.

Perhaps, this is why it is called [Mad Believers Body Forging Technique].

After about half an hour.

The tentacles retracted from the ceiling, and An Le fell onto the bed with a "bang".

Hiss, this is sour.

An Le's whole body was sore and limp, sweating profusely.

If you look carefully, there are still bloodshots in the sweat - the over-intensive exercise has destroyed the capillaries of the skin.

The pain that was shielded by the tentacles just now, as well as the soreness accumulated in the muscles, came surging, destroying An Le's fragile nerves.

The tentacles are equivalent to forcibly controlling An Le's body, exercising in the way of fanatics' body training.

It was so cool just now, but now it is so tormented.

This reminded An Le of the memory of sitting in a restraint chair.

That was before he became an ordinary person in the general sense.

‘It’s been so long. '

An Le suddenly laughed.

It's been so long, but why does the pain still seem to be engraved on him when he thinks about it now?

It took a while to calm down, Anle sat up again, and moved around the bed.

As soon as she raised her hand, An Le's eyes lit up.

He could clearly feel that the muscles were a little tighter than before performing the body training technique.

Clenching your fist hard, you can even see some lines.

Flip the wrist and arm, the joints seem to be "opened", they are extremely flexible, and they can achieve positions that were not possible before.

Just a body forging technique, the change is so significant?

‘Is it so easy to believe in the omniscient Lord of Chaos? '

An Le was thinking about whether to seriously try to believe in this evil god.

only.

All the gifts of fate have already been priced on the back.

Suddenly, An Le held his forehead and couldn't stand upright.

It was as if countless needles had been pierced into his mind, and it seemed to be pierced by a thick tentacle, and then violently stirred his brain.

Different from the physical pain just now, this is a mutation from the spiritual level.

Afterwards, the whole world before An Le's eyes inevitably slipped in a weird and strange direction.

If An Le were to find a word that could be used to describe the current situation from what he knew, it would undoubtedly be——

Gestalt crash.

When people stare at a word for a long time, due to the fatigue of the neurons in the brain, they will feel unfamiliar with it, doubt its shape, and think that it is no longer the original word.

This phenomenon is also known as "old things are new" or "semantic saturation", but obviously "collapse" is a more appropriate term here.

At this time, this phenomenon appeared in all the things An Le saw.

An Le stood in place.

The ceiling is like a twisted and deep black hole, collapsing downward.

It seems that it will be crushed by it in the next second, and then chewed like a gourmet.

Whether the picture happened or not, just like the gifted knowledge, "grows" in Anle's mind, cruel and bloody.

The low bed board was wriggling, showing the softness of skin, waiting for Anle to throw himself into its embrace.

No.

Is that really a bed board that looks like flesh and blood instead of a living thing that looks like a bed board?

An Le couldn't help but have such doubts.

In fact, this kind of scene appeared when An Le first used the dirty mind.

But that only lasted for a very short time, and the degree of mutation was still within the acceptable range.

But now, everything has become An Le's strange appearance.

Even if you close your eyes, the darkness received by your pupils is no longer just the same color as before.

Flocky, thread-like hogs roam.

Various colors such as white, red, and blue faintly reveal the surrounding area, forming a "colorful black."

Perhaps, this is what the world really looks like?

Untimely, An Le suddenly had this idea, as if there was a voice whispering in his ear——

【Reason is the umbrella of the lamb, and madness is the eternal truth. 】