Chapter 190 Small Moth and Big Moth

Watson looked at the little moth devouring the food and slowly put away the short bow in his hand.

The reason why he did not use a more powerful and efficient precision rifle was because the sound of the gunpowder explosion was too abrupt and obvious. Even after being weakened by the suppressor, it was definitely not the sound of nature and might attract other unnecessary attention.

The bow and arrow with a stronger concealment effect is very suitable for the current situation. It can be fired silently and hide one's true identity. The ammunition of the Whitworth M1857 precision rifle he carried was too special, and it was easy for Kalsa to discover his true identity.

Watson thought so, stroked the fake beard on his chin, and moved his shoulders uncomfortably. He added other fillers to his clothes as shoulder pads, and even put heightening pads in the soles of his boots, which made his body look tall and mighty from a distance. I believe that with Kalsa's eyesight, it would be impossible to discover his disguise.

The blades in his soul were all clanging and hissing with joy for his cunning sneak attack, but Watson actually had no emotional fluctuations in his heart. Killing Kalsa did not bring him any special satisfaction.

Perhaps it was because he was completely shooting from a distance this time and did not experience the pleasure of close combat, but this was obviously not the main reason. In the final analysis, it was because the enemy this time, Kalsa, a second-level secret believer of the Crossroads Cult, was too weak!

Based on the situation just now, Watson could construct a combat data model of Kalsa in his mind. Apart from those sexual aspects that directly hit the heart but only had significant effects on mortals, the opponent had neither a tenacious combat consciousness nor efficient means of attack. Even if he was not shooting from a distance but a head-on conflict just now, he was confident that he could end the opponent's life within three moves.

The second-level heart and cup possessed long-lasting physical strength and strong vitality far superior to mortals, and also had the ability to infect the mind and operate a clear mind attack. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary mortals, it was already a powerful existence that was difficult to resist.

But in Watson's opinion, it was nothing more than that. Some sources of terror were just because they were unknown. As his understanding of the secret world gradually deepened, his contempt for low-level secret believers became more and more serious. These enemies who possessed secret power seemed to have strong bodies, but in fact, they were not even as strong as the deformed ones Watson had met before. Their weak bodies could not even stop arrows, let alone more powerful guns.

Take Kalsa, who was being eaten by the Mothman boy, as an example. His long physical strength was enough to win any marathon in another timeline, and he could even continue to exercise actively after a few non-fatal gunshot wounds. However, such secret believers could not withstand the attack of bullets... Perhaps only secret believers after the third level could withstand a small amount of bullets, just like William McConaughey at the time.

Even if Watson did not master any secret power and did not have the ability to resist the influence of sexual phase, he could easily kill any secret believer below the third level.

He only needs to keep the target within the range of the influence of the sexual phase, gently pull the trigger, so that the bullet can pass through a long distance and shoot along the head of the target, and then he can easily harvest the life of the secret believer.

Watson has a hunch that perhaps with the progress of the times and the development of science and technology, these secret believers who study the secret teachings can only hide in the dirty shadows of the city like rats crossing the street, risking arrest to engage in illegal activities to practice the principles in their hearts. Once their true identities are exposed, they can only be turned into dust under the violent crushing of state organs.

But in the current era when the development of hot weapons has not yet reached its peak, these secret believers still have power that mortals cannot match. Judging from William McConaughey's performance, high-level secret believers have the ability to reach the attack of firearms... I just don't know whether high-level cast-phase secret believers can also withstand the bombardment of anti-material weapons.

Watson recovered his gradually wandering thoughts. He used the moth vision to see from afar that Kalsa had completely lost his breath of life. Then he jumped down the hillside and walked towards the dead forest. No matter how strong his vitality was, after his lower body and heart were eaten away, no matter how much vitality was stored in his heart, it was impossible to keep his broken body alive.

During the journey, the moth vision seemed to be able to see a phantom like smoke and mist floating up from the cold body with exposed ribs. He could vaguely see the outline of Kalsa's facial features, which was rising to the sky at a seemingly slow but actually very fast speed.

Then a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and Kalsa's soul also disappeared silently under this thunder, just like smoke and clouds dispersing.

Watson looked at Kalsa, who was so soulless that he had lost his soul, and his brows were also stained with a trace of solemnity.

This was not the first secret believer to die at his hands, but it was the first time he witnessed the scene of the soul of the deceased emerging and then quickly dissipating. He couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Kalsa's soul actually emerged in the waking world and then disappeared directly between heaven and earth - instead of entering Mansu and leading to the Pure White Gate - is it because he is a special secret believer?"

"But Elson, the first secret believer I killed, his disappearance was swallowed up silently by the forest."

"And when the subsequent secret believers such as Little Victor and Little Lion died, their souls were never seen emerging from their bodies. Is it because of the special nature of Kalsa's second-level mind phase?"

"The heart is the principle of longevity and continuity. In order to protect the skin of the world, the restless heart beats endlessly - the skin of thunder has never stopped moving to maintain the movement of the world."

"So the soul of Kalsa with the heart has been taken away by the skin of thunder and turned into fuel to maintain the movement of the world?"

Watson did not sympathize with this "fellow believer" who could not stop until his death. At the same time, he had another question in his heart - when I die, who will I be taken away by, and what kind of existence will I become?

The moth in the skull fluttered slightly at this time, but did not reveal any substantial information.

Watson also smiled silently. He replied in his heart: "You mean, I will eventually become a woodland moth and live in the woodland without worries?"

"Haha, it sounds like a good destination."

In the inner dialogue, Watson has arrived at the dry woods. The mothman boy who has eaten and drunk enough is squatting on the ground, spitting saliva at a pool of pulpy minced meat under his feet, and gritting his teeth at the minced meat from time to time, as if he wants to sprinkle the tooth scraps that fell from the moth into the minced meat, so that this ball of essence of cup flesh and blood can further blend the moth's abandonment characteristics and evolve into something like a medicine or poison.

Sebastian is busy with his head down. In his heart, he still remembers his obsession after waking up. He knows that after he completes the ball in front of him to save Caroline and Susan, he will be able to throw away part of the burden in his heart and gain more freedom!

At this time, he smelled a familiar smell approaching, and when he looked up, he saw a man with a strange face approaching slowly - no, maybe the skin can be disguised as other appearances, but the essence of the soul cannot be changed. The strange multi-faceted eyes, the noble and friendly feeling, and the whispering sound of moth wings - it was Mr. John!

So it was Mr. John who secretly helped me defeat this hateful but delicious cup man?

But why did he help me kill his companions?

And why can I now feel more and more clearly that the strange intimacy that Mr. John brought to me is so deep, as if he is a close relative connected by blood?

The inspiration fire in Sebastian's head was crackling, and he suddenly had a bold idea.

"Could it be that Mr. John... is my biological brother who was separated from me when I was young?!"