Chapter 148 End of Overtime

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

These tiny blades flashing with a sharp and cold light were flying and circling in his mind, directly entering into his soul body, and colliding with the bayonet-like blade, suddenly bursting out with a crisp sound like gold and iron colliding. There was a clanging sound, sparks flying, and the blade seemed to become stronger. His muscles seemed to become tighter and more explosive in an instant.

But this is just a simple quantitative change, and it has not reached the threshold of causing a qualitative change. Watson's blade skills are still at the first level... but he has a hunch in the dark that he may repeatedly obtain the secrets of the same level. , it can also make the esoteric phase continue to grow until the quantitative change is enough to produce a qualitative change.

This may also be a way to enhance the power of secret transmission, and it seems to be more reliable and safer. There is no need to take risks in practice, only to study the documents quietly.

Watson closed the page, and the obsession in his eyes faded away, clarity returned, and it turned into uncontrollable ecstasy.

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

Nero Bacchus and the gatekeeper Thrall were still standing aside. They were originally to guard against him witnessing the secret of Blade Sichen and possibly losing control of his emotions. He was immersed in the battle and desire of the Blade Code and wandered around. Expose your strength randomly.

But he didn't expect that Watson, who was newly exposed to the Secret of the Blade, would look so rational and calm. He didn't show any fanatical desire to fight at all, and just stood there with a look of joy on his face.

"Sir Watson...you succeeded? But why are you so rational?" Nello asked cautiously, "Don't you feel that a strong desire to fight arises 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, seeming to be examining his own heart. After a while, he raised his head and said calmly: "No feeling at all."

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

He has never seen any church member be so calm when he first came into contact with a new secret transmission. Even Crovette, who was said by the leader to have the highest qualifications and talents, was so calm when he came into contact with the Secret Transmission of Cups. Sometimes I can't resist the hunger and thirst of my mouth and tongue. After playing "Skeleton Song", I can't help but eat and drink too much, using the feeling of fullness to quell my thirst.

But like the completely calm and composed performance of the new believer in front of him... Sal has led many twenty believers to experience the new esoteric transmission, but he has never seen anyone behave like this after comprehending the new esoteric transmission. The ground was so calm, 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 have the taste to read the Secret of the Blade in the book - it seems that you do not have the talent to have the Code of Blades at all - but a mortal without corresponding qualifications has the temerity to see it If you encounter forbidden knowledge, you should immediately lose control and turn into a brainless monster."

"Why are you okay?!"

Watson repackaged "The Triumph of the Crown" back into the oil paper package and delivered it to the gatekeeper, "Because I have indeed understood the secret of the knife... Is it strange that I behave like this? Did Nero understand the blade before? It looked different when it was transmitted secretly?"

Nello nodded heavily, "Yes, your behavior is very abnormal. When I first realized the secret of the knife, I felt as if a calm and fanatical flame was rising in my heart, like anger but without a clear target. It’s a bit like being drunk and having a bad temper, and just wants to have a good fight with someone.”

"And it just so happened that Mr. Winfrey was the only one 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 was killed at that time. Mr. Winfrey, who has at least reached the second level of mental state, was knocked to the ground and beaten."

Watson couldn't help but frown after hearing this. He thought to himself that originally he only thought that he was a little abnormal in the Secret Transmission of the Moth, so regarding his first reaction when he came into contact with the Secret Transmission of the Blade, he had restored himself to the greatest extent possible. The performance of waking up for no reason after being hit by William McConaughey...but didn't you expect that the performance of waking up immediately also fell into the abnormal range?

Does it turn out that my Blade Secret is also abnormal? But my blade seems to be quite calm, and I don't make trouble like a moth in my skull. What's so strange about it?

This question was destined to be buried deep in his heart. He looked at Nello up and down with suspicious eyes and asked slowly: "So, Nello, you come with me to understand the Secret of the Blade this time... Actually, Are you planning to teach me a lesson?"

Faced with this question that was close to the truth, Nello just laughed awkwardly, "Hahahahaha - sir, you definitely blamed me wrongly. How could I have such a bad intention? I just simply thought I’m just trying to calm you down when you first touch the Secret of the Blade!”

"Really not? Nello, are you really not planning to take the opportunity to beat me up after I lost control of my study of the secret book?"

"No, no, absolutely not!" Nero's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he still pretended to be tough and said: "I dare to swear in the name of my father. If I really have the kind of thoughts you said, let my dear old father lose every gamble, wither every time he sees a beautiful woman, and be crushed by a galloping carriage when walking on the road!!!"

After hearing such a cruel oath from his old subordinate, Watson nodded slightly to let it go for the time being, and then left the Blade Chamber under the guidance of the gatekeeper Sal, left the dark and tortuous database passage, and returned to the underground hall illuminated by the emerald roots.

Nero was silent all the way, but he was thankful in his heart... Fortunately, I had never discussed my family situation in the army before, and Commander Watson didn't know that the damn old Bucks had abandoned me and my mother when I was young. Now I hope he will choke to death when drinking water!

When they returned to the hall, the fat hour hand of the huge and silent vertical clock in the hall had moved to the VI position, 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 reunite, and they returned along the waterway they came from, and returned to the hospital dormitory building under the cover of the darkness before dawn. After changing into dry clothes, they continued to start a new day of work.