Wilbur's transformation
Among the four people on the fourth floor of the library.
Professor Armitage had to keep holding those books in the air. From his conversation with Professor Rice, it was not difficult to hear that these books were not as safe and harmless as their counterparts downstairs, but were like explosives, and improper handling would have very bad consequences.
Jack·Cobert has basically lost his mobility. He is even weaker than Hope just now. According to what he said, because he underestimated the enemy, his neck was almost cut open by Wilbur.
And Warren·Professor Rice----
Self-Being:1.01, Spirit Body:1.49, Self-Sense:1.01, Inspiration:0
After questioning, Professor Rice is neither special nor magical, and is a real ordinary person.
Hope thought over and over again and thought that if he took Professor Rice with him to intercept Wilbur, he would not get any effective help. On the contrary, because there were two people, it might take too much time to open the curtains when he wanted to escape.
Hope pressed the butt of the revolver against his abdomen, imagining that he was sitting directly behind Wilbur, looking for an angle that would not kill Wilbur.
The remaining three turned their backs and did not look at Hope, Uncertainty" condition was met.
The sound of the engine rang in Hope's ears.
The stench emitted by Wilbur's blood reappeared in Hope's nasal cavity.
Surprisingly, it is not as strong as Hope imagined.
He opened his eyes and just glanced forward. The huge humanoid silhouette in the driver's seat allowed Hope to confirm the other party's identity.
Wilbur seemed to have used some method to stop the bleeding on his broken arm.
Hope It is too late to confirm the current location of the vehicle.
He roughly recalibrated the muzzle direction to ensure that Wilbur would not be killed, and then pulled the trigger.
The roar of the pistol was like thunder in the closed car, and the leather seat in front was not enough to stop the bullets.
But Hope did not hear the expected wailing sound.
The gunfire hadn't dissipated yet, followed by a harsh and short snap.
A small hole appeared on the front windshield, and the area around the hole cracked like a spider web.
I don't know how much the repairs will cost--Hope couldn't help but think--but Professor Armitage or Dr. Morgan might be reimbursed?
He soon lost his mind to think about these things, and Wilbur in front turned to look at him.
Hope shrank his neck, and the hand holding the pistol trembled a little.
Monster----
If it weren't for the familiar angry blue eyes, Hope would hardly dare to recognize it as Wilbur.
There aren't many human parts left on his face.
There is no distinguishing point between hair, beard and body hair, they are completely mixed together.
From the sparse parts of the thick hair, Hope can vaguely distinguish the mouth of Wilbur.
But Wilbur has no lips at all, its tawny teeth are exposed, and there are long strips of things growing on its pink gums, which are like some kind of parasites mixed with Wilbur's hair.
Is it because——that special thing is used frequently?
The influence from King of Kings completely alienated this guy.
His eyes are the only thing that looks normal. The deep blue eyes can be considered soft when viewed alone, like Lavinia.
There was more than just anger in his eyes after seeing Hope.
The surrounding muscles and skin, the way they curve, convey a Affliction emotion to the outside.
Wilbur----He doesn't want to be like this.
Hope looked at those eyes and suddenly understood.
Wilbur considers himself "the son of God" and is an advanced life form.
But he cannot completely despise human beings.
Monster, born from God, has been living in human society since his birth.
His grandfather is human, his mother is human, the people around him are human, and his brother - Number One Hope - is more like a human.
The only one who is not human is his younger brother, but that Monster cannot Communication.
Number One Hope said that Wilbur grew crocodile-like skin when he was very young----so Wilbur always wears heavy clothes to wrap himself up----
But maybe his cover-up is not just to cover up the secret of Whateley House - he is actually the same as Number One Hope -
Contempt humanity----but don't want to be Monster.
Hope thought to himself, the revolver in his hand changed direction slightly.
He suspected that he had missed the shot he had just taken, so he aimed again.
"Stop the car." Hope said.
Wilbur responded to him with Dr. Morgan's dagger. Hope hurriedly resisted and pulled the trigger at the same time.
"Bang!"
After the gunshot, new cracks appeared on the front windshield, but Wilbur in front of Hope did not react in any way to the gunshot.
Perhaps Wilbur's body no longer feels pain.
But Hope is more inclined to believe that the bullet did not hit at all.
The third bullet cannot be used on Wilbur.
In the rush, Hope failed to block the dagger stabbed by Wilbur, and the dagger sliced open Hope's palm.
However, under the action of analgesics, the pain did not hinder Hope's movements.
Wilbur has lost an arm--he should still be holding the steering wheel--what is that thing holding the dagger?
Hope glanced down.
It was a snake or eel with gray-green scales - no, more like an octopus with gray-green tentacles without suckers.
The tentacles wrapped around the dagger, acting as "hands".
Hope turned the gun and pointed it at the car tire under the seat.
He took a breath and pulled the trigger a third time.
After the rapid friction sound of rubber tires and the ground, the red car stopped.
"Well done."
Wilbur said resentfully that his voice was no longer like a human being, it had become deep and depressed, and his pronunciation method seemed somewhat similar to those spells.
He said, "But this is where I came, and I'm already here."
Hope threw down the revolver. He held Jack's dagger and chopped it on the gray-green tentacle.
Wilbur seemed to have no intention of dodging at all, and Hope easily cut this weird thing in half.
The part of the tentacle holding the dagger fell to Hope's feet.
To be on the safe side, Hope kicked it away instead of picking up the dagger.
Where the tentacles were broken, pink flesh was exposed, but there was no bleeding. The wound twitched for a while and actually sunk in, turning into something like the mouthparts of a leech.
"Isn't it amazing?" Wilbur asked.
The tall guy shrugged, opened the car door, and got out.
Hope is sitting in the back, unable to stop Wilbur in such a narrow environment.
So Hope got off the car with him.
The car was parked on an open lawn somewhere. There were no pedestrians around, but there was a tall building not far away.
Several rooms in the building still have lights on.
With these lights, Hope could barely see the end of the tentacles----
Not one, but many tentacles sprouted from Wilbur's exposed abdomen.
Hope knows why those two bullets missed.
Below Wilbur's chest, there is no normal flesh and blood, it is all those tentacles.