Chapter 217 Why Do Moths Crave Light?

Watson looked at the pile of rubble that was gradually loosening, and silently took out the revolver hidden under his windbreaker, aiming the gun at the target that was about to break through the bricks.

He tapped his toes and replied: "Ms. Melanie, if I remember correctly, the weakness of the lantern signer is the eyes, right?"

Until "Yes, the eyes are the windows of the skull, reflecting the clear light inside the skull. The light appears in the pupils, and the light is also hidden in it... Damage to the eyeballs is equivalent to the shattering of the glass in the lamp. Not only is the glow inside the skull difficult to reflect into reality. , even the light of the lamp is easily polluted by the turbid winds of the waking world, and even the flame of the lamp will be shaken out."

"Then if I blind the opponent's eyes, will I be able to completely eliminate the opponent's strong light?"

"Not necessarily." Melanie replied: "Old Michaelis's secret light transmission may have reached the fourth level, and he has already understood the secret of shining light. The light in the skull is no longer an illusory spiritual color, but It has been condensed into real essence, and even the naked eyes of mortals can clearly see the psychedelic luster.”

"This is already a level that is difficult for me to understand. The ancient classics contained in the cult do not involve this knowledge at all - the lamp photo book is the taboo knowledge that the Anti-Suppression Bureau has vigorously blocked. After decades of blockade and suppression by them, , at least currently there is very little information about high-level lantern practitioners on the island.”

"But according to my guess, perhaps the light in old Michaelis's skull is strong enough to escape the limitations of the cranial window, penetrate the skull and radiate directly."

"Even if Brother John completely smashes his two cranial windows, you won't be able to stop him from releasing the strong light-like glow visible to the naked eye... However, you can at least slightly reduce the intensity of the light. Perhaps we are currently constructing The protective rituals are enough to withstand the dazzling light.”

Feeling the message transmitted through the rhythm of his heart, Watson just nodded pretendingly, and then continued to ask:

"Is there any way that I can resist the invasion of that light and still maintain my sanity under the strong light of the other party?"

Melanie sighed helplessly, "Unfortunately, I don't have any solution. The lantern signer is supposed to be the most rational esoteric messenger. He can mobilize the magic power of the lantern sign to purify the light in the skull and be almost immune to other secret communicators of the same class. The mental influence of the teleportation phase... But when faced with a higher level of lamp influence attack, even the lamp phasers of the series will only fall into more fanatical and false rationality."

"But if we really want to talk about whether there is any other way to be immune to the mental influence of high-level lamp visioners, then the only possibility I can think of is that the subject has already fallen into a state of chaos and madness when being attacked."

"Even if a high-level lantern user tries his best to absorb the light from the subject's skull, he cannot make an already insane lunatic become even crazier."

Melanie said with some hesitation and uncertainty: "Until the light in the skull is completely extinguished... the crazy recipients should be considered unaffected by the lantern person... right?"

"Using madness to control madness?"

Watson murmured to himself.

He looked inwards at the moth in his skull that was fluttering its wings excitedly. The pale scale wings were flapping desperately and spreading their scales. At this moment, they were now naked, revealing the original appearance of the scale wings, which were as clear as cicada wings and as crystal clear as snowflakes. Even those that looked like The thin ice-crystal-like flesh and blood was also slowly falling down. His body was filled with an unprecedented amount of moth mana, and the mortal flesh and blood seemed to be gradually mutating.

The hair strands on the back of the head fell off one by one, which was a transformation that directly abandoned the hair follicles and could no longer grow.

The skin under the clothes also peeled off layer by layer like a snake shedding its skin, and the exposed flesh and blood fibers were dark, hard and dark green, like the carapace of some kind of insect.

And the depths of Watson's eyes also began to shine with a strange, deep green light. Although this strange light in the pupils did not look like the lamp-shaker submerged under the rubble and masonry, it had condensed into something visible to the naked eye. It is still a dim light that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

But this invisibility and colorlessness are exactly the characteristics of moths. Deception and concealment are the instincts of moths. The young moths will hide in the protective shell of the cocoon until they completely transform into insects.

There was an unprecedented fierce vibration in my mind again. The chaotic and wild buzzing was louder than the muffled thunder in the clouds. The unreasonable and disorderly whispers were more evil than the whispers of the devil. The long-hidden secrets The bloodthirsty killing instinct begins to stir again, and the invisible shackles that bind the wild self seem to begin to break.

The muscles on Watson's face began to twitch uncontrollably, and his eyes began to be stained with a hint of cold and ruthless madness.

If a madman can unswervingly implement his inner ideals, even if he abandons everything he owns, even if he sacrifices his own life, he still has to complete the feat of overturning the world... then is he a madman in the eyes of ordinary people, or a great executive with great execution ability? careerist?

With a thud, another piece of broken bricks trembled and rolled down. The hill-like pile of ruins was completely loose. An old and stooped body suddenly stood up from it, with a pair of merciless eyes that were as dazzling as a torch. A blazing light that can blind mortals bursts out from it!

But everyone in the Crossroads Order has already closed their eyes tightly. The closing of the windows of the soul can reduce the power of the light of the lamp as much as possible.

But the glow of the lamp in old Michaelis's skull was already strong enough to pierce the skin and skull. Even the protective ritual of the crossroad array could not stop the influence of old Michaelis' lamp for a moment. It was just like a thin piece of white paper that was easily torn apart - the colorful wall of magic power used for defense was easily broken through, and the iron wall of the defensive ritual had collapsed.

The crossroad array also completely disintegrated, and the five people who constructed the ritual were also lost in their own sexual desires, trying to promote their secret sexuality through rough practice, so that their souls and bodies would also be promoted with the growth of sexuality, and their thinking would also be able to rise higher and higher... I believe that by then I will be able to know more secrets and understand more knowledge... No, this kind of practice efficiency is too slow, I must find a way to speed up this process! My mind is still clear now, and I can still bear a deeper degree of desire practice, so I should be able to adopt some more direct and effective methods!

So Melanie, the lamplighter, knelt on the ground, staring at the gray sky with lifeless eyes. In fact, her soul had already sneaked into Mansu's dream, running madly behind the pure white door, running straight to the orchard that gave birth to brilliance, picking one after another of the glowing fruits like light bulbs with a fanatical look, swallowing them without chewing, and the excessive incandescent light filled her abdomen, so that when she woke up, the belly of the world seemed to become transparent and faintly glowing.

Qiren showed an unusually confident smile, his hands seemed to be clenched into fists, but the thick middle finger was stiff and bent like a hook, and the two arms were bent backwards, first taking off the extra pants, and then the two bent and stiff hooks directly attacked the stinking excretion hole, and directly inserted it without hesitation!

Indescribable sour and pleasant pain and pleasure surged into Liduo's heart. He thought that in the past, when he defecated, he always had to exert great effort to successfully expel the rotten residue. Although the church members said that I was too vegetarian and lacked vitamins, I felt that they were not completely right.

It must be because my hole was too narrow and too small, but if I could expand the hole to the size of my mouth, wouldn't it be possible to pull it out smoothly as soon as I took it in? This way, it can not only reduce the time of excretion and improve work efficiency, but also increase the power of Qixiang's hole opening. It is simply a good thing to have the best of both worlds!

Qiren Liduo thought so, and he pushed in his index finger, ring finger, and little finger one by one...even the thumb!!! Until the whole fist was submerged in it, this naturally narrow hole was completely torn apart by his rough action, blood and unknown filth flowed out, but his face showed a happy and comfortable expression.

The winter man chewed mouthful after mouthful of snow, letting the bone-chilling cold fill his stomach completely. Even his heartbeat seemed to stall because of the deep cold that penetrated his bones. Finally, he went directly into the gradually thick snow, letting it completely bury him, just like the body of a dead person being completely submerged by the soil. He also experienced unprecedented tranquility and comfort in this quiet death... I have long been tired of exercise, tired of work, and annoyed by the endless life. We winter people should pass away silently and without a sound...

The mothman also began to scratch his skin frantically, leaving bloody marks, vowing to completely peel off this useless skin, and then the thin flesh and blood fibers, and my redundant and useless second lung lobe and second kidney...

Even the vines of the sprouting zombies that coiled into a wall shield in front of them, and the broken bone claws of the broken zombies with their arms in front of them, could not resist the charge of this strong light. The dazzling light was like a fine needle, piercing through the gray-green plants and pale bone claws as if it was nothing, piercing deep into the bodies of the two corpses, piercing the Mansu life that lived in them.

The sprouting zombies screamed out strange screams like the rubbing of old tree bark, and the vines twisted and danced wildly, piercing the five lost mortal bodies, especially the expanding hole of a certain Kairen, piercing straight into it all the way to the depths of the stomach, greedily absorbing the fresh blood and flesh nutrients to strengthen their own roots.

Although the sticky and evil glow appeared as cold and white as ice and snow in the waking world, it actually appeared as scarlet as flesh and blood and as pale as bones when it penetrated into the skull and the soul.

This strong evil light that was enough to cloud everyone's reason and rationality, once it penetrated into the skull, it immediately turned into a hungry and greedy beast, running straight to the sweet and plump brain. When the turbid white light penetrated the trembling brain tissue, the turbid color also permeated the light in the skull.

The temptation of Qingming Gaosheng once again emerged in everyone's hearts. The fanatical thoughts that attracted people to seek knowledge and pursued had begun to take root in the hearts of the six people and two corpses, spreading and growing rapidly like a magic pea. The uncontrolled and fascinated emotions immediately entangled the defenses and seemingly defenseless skull lights, greedily absorbing the rational nutrition in them while wantonly spreading fake rationality.

However, when this powerful and invincible light tried to penetrate a body that was late, it felt that the skin that should be as transparent and translucent as glass was actually as dark as thick black ink.

When the light penetrated into it, it was like entering a deep ocean. Even if it was difficult to penetrate into the deepest part of the ocean and reflect the dark rift where the light in the skull was hidden, the light was exhausted and there was little left. The strong light faded into thinness, just like the light of the sun dimmed into sparse stars.

When this evil glow, which had been diluted into tiny starlight, looked at the deep and dark rift, it was shocked to find that what was hidden in the depths of the rift was not the delicious cranial light that it had dreamed of, but a pale moth that was frantically vibrating its scaly wings and showing a grim smile of success!

Although the body of this pale moth was broken and its belly was shattered, and its two scaly wings were also covered with broken scars, the crystal clear multi-faceted eyes were shining with crazy and bloodthirsty monster colors!

The scales and wings vibrated and spread out dense scales like stars, but in the vision of the thin glow, the stars were actually tiny moths. These ferocious and crazy moths were frantically vibrating their scaly wings and flying towards themselves! The different mouthparts like needles and pliers were flashing a cold edge!

These countless tiny moths with strange shapes directly pounced on the thin candle-like light, and their sharp mouthparts of various colors directly pierced into the glow, tearing the already diluted light, gnawing at the light that had no way to retreat, and chewing the light that was struggling!

And Watson finally pulled the trigger. Although he closed his eyes at this moment, he could clearly judge the specific position of the enemy through the vision of telepathy.

He had already seen the true face of old Michaelis, and had built a physical model of the other party in his heart. The data alone could outline the general size of the other party through the heartbeat position perceived by the telepathy. Although he did not open his eyes directly at this time, every shot was fired at the head position of the other party in his mind!

The pair of gray-white eyes that were bursting with dazzling light were suddenly hit by several metal bullets with cross marks on the top. The round and turbid lens shattered with several bangs, and blood flowed out with the broken lens.

The bloody eye sockets were empty like a dark cave, and the glow seemed to be extinguished.

Watson's mind resounded with the crazy laughter of the moth in his skull.

"Hahaha, that's right, we should do this!"

"Moths crave the glow, and will eventually be unable to refuse and pounce into it - this is just a wrong perception of those ignorant mortals!"

"We crave the glow, but never because of that disgusting phototropism!"

"We crave the glow just to satisfy the endless hunger in our hearts!"

"Who can forget the betrayal of the glow, who can let go of the denial of the glow, who can abandon the deliciousness of the glow!!!"