Chapter 189 Moth Drinking Cup

After Sebastian swallowed the delicious meat on the tip of his tongue, before he had time to carefully savor the knowledge and power contained in it, the minced meat had already jumped into his throat.

Then the pink meat diced exploded in his throat, turning into a ball of pink sweet blood mist - although he could not see the situation inside his throat, he could have such a clear perception as a picture, as if there were still other sensory organs in his body, presenting this picture in detail.

Sebastian suddenly felt an irresistible thirst and hunger sweeping over like a tidal wave, completely drowning his spirit and body.

He felt as if he was on a lone boat in the boundless sea. The scorching sun in the sky poured down without reservation. The boat was as hot as a furnace in a blacksmith's shop. He seemed to be roasted by the flames. His lips and skin were cracked like old trees. The scorching heat seemed to penetrate into his throat and lungs, spreading the burning temperature crazily, vowing to bake him into a charred corpse in the desert.

Water continued to flow out of his pores. The abnormal dehydration made the boy dizzy and nauseous. At the same time, his consciousness seemed to begin to fall into chaos. In his mental hallucination, he couldn't help but scoop up the salty and fishy sea water with his palm and swallow it whole. But even the sea water was hot when he drank it into his stomach - it only exacerbated his thirst. Now even his esophagus and stomach seemed to be drying up and bursting with shocking cracks.

And the illusory seawater swallowed into his stomach seemed to contain the terrible power of the cup, causing his intestines and stomach to shrink horribly like a shriveled fruit core. The thunderous screams and wails continued to resound in his humiliated and barren stomach, causing every inch of his muscles to roar in response with hunger, weakness and powerlessness.

Sebastian felt the sunlight above his head becoming more and more dazzling. He kept scooping up the rough and dry seawater and chewing it, but he could not relieve the strange thirst and hunger without a source, but made the hunger and thirst more intense.

So thirsty, hungry, and weak, my throat and stomach are so uncomfortable——

Just as the boy was sinking into the influence of the cup phase and couldn't extricate himself, his nose suddenly smelled a delicious and sweet fragrance that was hard to describe, accompanied by... or should I say that the fragrance was surrounded by the deep and intimate whisper in his head.

"The throat is uncontrollably dry and unbearable, and the stomach is involuntarily hungry and neighing?"

"If even the throat and stomach have lost control, then naturally they have lost the necessity of existence. Why not just abandon them?"

After Sebastian heard the meaning of the whispers echoing inside the skull, he slapped the back of his head fiercely as if he had just woken up from a dream. This slap was so strong that the buzzing in the brain was even louder, and the intense sparks of inspiration burst out even brighter!

Yes, as long as I don't have a throat and a stomach, then I won't feel thirsty and hungry? !

What a good idea! ! !

Thinking so, the boy put down the hard illusory sea water in his palm, stretched out his fingers that had become sharp as a knife without knowing when, and resolutely pierced his throat and stomach, stirring back and forth fiercely with the sharp claws!

The tearing pain that was much more intense than thirst and hunger surged into his heart, but Sebastian showed a relieved smile on his face - it hurts so much! But this direct pain is much more comfortable than hunger and thirst! ! !

Under the pain of the fingertips, the boy was able to break free from the shackles of hunger and thirst.

The scorching sun, the lonely boat in the desolate sea and the hard sea water in front of him disappeared silently, turning into a gray and lightless sky, a sparse forest of dead trees, a pool of dark red cup blood on the frozen and hard mud ground, and broken wood chips in his palm.

He spit out the wood chips in his mouth, took a deep breath to sense the source of the fragrant smell in the air, and then turned around and looked at the sweet cup man hidden behind a thick tree trunk not far away.

Hehe, cup man, I found you! Don't think about escaping from my palm, I must let you also feel the torture that Caroline, Aunt Susan and I just suffered! ! !

Sebastian laughed heartily, and the sharp and piercing sound echoed in the forest, but the cup of people seemed to be completely unaffected, or it should be said that he was not aware of the situation here at all... It was as if he had already thrown the existence of the deformed boy into the depths of his heart and completely forgotten the existence of the other party.

The boy did not notice this detail at all. At this moment, his heart was still immersed in the refreshing pain. He only felt that his brain, which was overwhelmed by the pain, was unprecedentedly clear and refreshing... I felt that after throwing away the thirst and hunger, my body became more relaxed, and I became freer again! ! !

He cheered and crawled forward at a high speed to chase. Sure enough, the cup of people did not notice behind him the whole time, and was concentrating on healing the injury of his calf... Hey, when did he get injured?

Sebastian's doubts only lasted for less than a second before he immediately threw them behind him. He smelled the intoxicating fragrance leaking from the other party's wound, and he could no longer suppress his true hunger. He swallowed hard, but the saliva flowed out from the hole in his throat.

He had crawled to the vicinity of Mr. Karsa, the cup man, but the other party still did not notice his presence and was still tapping his toes to play an exciting rhythm.

At this moment, neither Sebastian nor Karsa wanted to stop.

The deformed boy felt even happier as he felt the beat and rhythm. He couldn't help but think of playing a prank. He slowly stood up in a familiar but now awkward posture, and tiptoed to the back of the unsuspecting cup man. He clenched his right hand into a fist and accidentally pierced his palm. However, compared to the happiness after the prank was successful, this little pain was negligible.

He used his fist to turn into a hammer and hit his chest, forcing his heart to beat violently - I believe that this cup man who still has a heart can definitely feel this surging rhythm!

As expected, when the boy's heart beat violently and made a clear sound, the cup holder immediately turned around in fear and looked behind him, while Sebastian, who could not control himself, had already jumped forward with a hearty laugh. His fangs, which were still stuck with sawdust, seemed to feel the hunger of the host, and became sharper, more curved, and more slender. The ferocious and intertwined teeth of varying thicknesses protruded one after another, just like his wild and unruly heart.

The sharp middle finger that suddenly expanded a circle went from bottom to top, straight into the bottom of the cup.

In the desperate struggle and wailing, the crazy little moth lay on the cup and feasted.

He drank the wine in the cup.

He savored the taste of the cup.

He chewed the root of the cup fiercely.