I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 148
Watson read the entire "Triumph of the Crown" silently. The words in the book that recorded the secrets of the colonel's assassins began to distort and deform the moment they entered his brain, transforming from ink-painted cursive letters into a handle A small knife with a sharp handle.

These small blades that shone with a sharp and cold light were flying and circling in his mind, directly escaping into the soul body, and collided with the bayonet-like blades, and immediately burst out a crisp clang like gold and iron colliding. There was a clang, sparks splashed, and the blade seemed to become stronger.Even his muscles seemed to become tighter and more explosive in an instant.

But this is only a simple quantitative change, and has not reached the threshold of causing a qualitative change. Watson's blade still belongs to the first-order level... But he has a premonition that he may repeatedly obtain the secrets of the same level. , can also make the cryptic phase continue to grow until the quantitative change is enough to produce a qualitative change.

This may also be a way to increase the power of secret transmission, and it seems to be safer and safer. There is no need to take risks to practice, and you only need to study the literature quietly.

Watson closed the pages of the book, the obsession in his eyes faded, and he regained his clarity, which turned into uncontrollable ecstasy.

"So this is the secret of the knife!!!"

Nello Bacchus and the gatekeeper Thrall, the two still stood aside, originally to prevent him from witnessing the secret of the Lord of the Blades and possibly losing control of his emotions, immersed in the desire to fight and fight in the Principle of the Blade. Let off steam indiscriminately.

But he didn't expect that Watson, who had just come into contact with the Secret Legend of the Blade, looked so rational and calm. He didn't show any fanatical desire to fight at all, but just stood there happily.

"Mr. Watson...you succeeded? But why are you so rational?" Nello asked cautiously, "Don't you feel that there seems to be a fierce desire to fight in your heart, and you can't help but want to fight?"

"The desire to have a big fight?" Watson pondered for a moment after hearing this, as if he was examining his own heart. After a while, he raised his head and said calmly: "I don't feel it at all."

"How...how is this possible?!" Gatekeeper Thrall seemed shocked by the scene in front of him.

He has never seen any church member who is so calm when he comes into contact with the new secret for the first time, even if Croweite, who is said by the leader to have the highest talent, is so calm when he comes into contact with the secret of the cup. Sometimes I can't stand the hunger and thirst of tongue, and I can't control the hunger and thirst after closing the "Skull Song".

But it looks like this new church member in front of him is completely calm and composed... Thrall has led many [-] church members to experience the new secret biography, but he has never seen anyone who is like this after comprehending the new secret biography It was as if he had failed to comprehend the forbidden knowledge hidden in the books!
He shook his head in disbelief, "You must not be able to read the secret biography of the blade in the book-it seems that you don't have the talent to have the principle of the blade at all-but, a mortal without corresponding qualifications rashly sees it If you encounter taboo knowledge, it should immediately distort out of control and turn into a brainless monster."

"Why are you okay?!"

Watson repackaged "The Victory of the Crown" into an oiled paper package and delivered it to the gatekeeper, "Because I have indeed realized the secret of the knife... Is it strange to behave like me? Could it be that Neroha had understood the secret of the knife before? Did it look different when it was passed on secretly?"

Nelo nodded heavily, "Yes, your performance is very abnormal. When I first realized the secret of the knife, I only felt a calm and fanatical flame rising in my heart, like anger but without a clear goal. It's also a bit like a drunken temper that can't help but just want to have a good fight with others."

"And it happened that only Mr. Winfreys was with me at that time..." Nello seemed to be recalling the bad past when he said this, with a painful expression on his face, "Then I went crazy... and I was At least Mr. Winfreys, who has reached the second-order mental state, was pressed to the ground and beaten up."

Watson couldn't help frowning after hearing this. He thought to himself that he only thought that he was just a little abnormal in the secret of the moth, so he had recovered to the greatest extent the first reaction he had when he came into contact with the secret of the blade. The performance of awakening for no reason after being hit by William McConaughey... Did you expect that the performance of waking up immediately is also in the abnormal range?

It turns out that my Secret Biography of the Blade is also abnormal?But my blade appearance seems to be quite peaceful, and I haven't frequently caused troubles like moths in my skull. What's so strange about it?

These questions are destined to be buried in the bottom of his heart. Instead, he looked up and down Nai Luo suspiciously, and asked slowly: "So, Nai Luo, you come with me this time to comprehend the secret biography of the blade...Actually Do you want to teach me a lesson?"

Faced with this question that was already close to the truth, Nello just laughed embarrassingly, "Hahahahaha——sir, you must have blamed me wrongly. How could I have such bad intentions? I just simply wanted to I just want to calm down the restlessness of the first secret transmission for you!"

"Really? Nello, are you really planning to beat me up after I get out of control in studying the blade secret tome?"

"No, no, absolutely not!" Nello's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he still pretended to be strong and said: "I dare to swear in the name of my father, if I really have the thoughts you said, I will Let my dear old father lose every gamble, wither every beauty, and be run over by a speeding carriage while walking on the road!!!”

After Watson heard his old subordinate make such a vicious oath, he nodded slightly to express that he would let the matter go for now, and then he left the Chamber of Blades under the guidance of the gatekeeper Thrall, leaving the dark and tortuous information Library passage, back to the subterranean hall illuminated by emerald rhizomes.

Nello was silent all the way, but he was rejoicing in his heart... Fortunately, he hadn't discussed his family situation in the army before, and Chief Watson didn't know that shitty old Bacchus had already sent him away when I was young. My mother and I abandoned him, and now I wish he would choke to death on drinking water!
When they returned to the hall, the fat hour hand of the huge and silent vertical clock in the hall had already moved to the position of VI, and it was already six o'clock in the morning.

Nello quickly called the believers who were on duty at the hospital during the day to join them, and everyone returned along the waterway they came from, and returned to the hospital dormitory building under the cover of darkness before dawn. After changing their dry clothes, they continued. Start a new day at work.

(End of this chapter)