Chapter 730 – Contacting the Ancient God
Chapter 730 – Contacting the Ancient God
A sharp blade flashed by, and a mass of “Fear Demon” that looked like a lump of flesh that was rising and shrinking, and constantly emitted strange whispers and murmurs, was cut off at the waist, and quickly turned into rising smoke and residue that was still slowly writhing.
However, more unsettling scents were still gathering in the cave, and murmurs and whistles that could taint the minds of ordinary people were still coming from the depths of the dark door…
More and more demons had sensed the gap to the real world and were continuously invading through the gate – and their invasion was triggering a chain reaction on the entire island of Sanctuary and beginning to change the island’s “environment”.
Lucrecia casually shook off the black residue on her scythe, raised her head and looked at the “black door” that was constantly undulating and writhing, and spoke in a deep voice: “…… I feel that the ‘atmosphere’ on the island is changing. The ‘atmosphere’ on the island is changing.”
“Vanna has just sent word that the figures of Profound Demons are appearing in the valley,” Morris, holding a brass mechanical device with a complex structure and many complicated sacred runes inscribed on its surface, said quickly while alerting to the movements in the black door, “They are surfacing in the fog, and some of them have already begun to appear as entities. appear solid.”
Lucrecia’s brow furrowed, “We’ve already taken care of all the demons that appeared through the black gate …… Is there another ‘entrance’ to the island?”
“It’s the Ethereal ‘Breath’,” Morris shook his head, “The island is located on the border, it wasn’t a stable presence in the reality dimension to begin with, and now the black door is gradually ‘pulling’ the entire island of Sanctuary ‘pulling’ it into the other side, and the aura leaking out of the gate is changing the ‘depth’ of the entire area …… The deeper it goes, the more the Phantom Demon will grow out of thin air. ”
Lucrecia’s face was composed, she turned her head to look at the pile of ghostly green flames still burning silently in front of the black door, and calmly raised the scythe in her hand, “It’s not much of a problem, there’s still a fleet of ships and a large group of specialized church warriors out there, and this point of demons won’t be too hard to deal with – you just watch from the sidelines, you’re fine. I’ll deal with what comes out of the door, father should be back soon.”
Maurice was noncommittal, and out of the corner of his eye, the surface of the writhing, undulating black door was gradually taking on new contours.
More demons were entering the real world – at first, a few oddly shaped guys with missing arms and legs came out of the door, and they were easy to deal with, but after that, all the ones that came out of the door were “sound demons” in line with Maurice’s perception. After that, the ones that came out of the gate were the ones that fit Maurice’s perception of a “sound demon”.
Fierce, powerful, with uncontrollable rage, any of them ran into the city-state, it means a terrible killing.
What’s worse, these chaotic and unintelligent demons are immune to almost all spells based on “wisdom” and “knowledge”.
But that’s not a problem.
Maurice casually pressed the “mechanical device” in his hand onto his shoulder, and the delicate mechanism, which seemed to be made of brass, instantly seeped into his body like a phantom, followed by the sound of gears turning, pistons operating, and valves venting air coming from his body.
Accompanied by a whispered prayer to the God of Wisdom, Rahm, the old scholar’s hunched and aged body seemed to have been briefly injected with the vigor of steel and oil – his spine slowly straightened out, the clacking of steel parts resetting came from his vertebrae, and a layer of metallic texture gradually spread to cover his skin, glowing with the unique light of brass, and his eyeballs melted away! , two delicately cut rubies rolled out of the Differential’s brain and were pushed into their sockets by a robotic arm.
Maurice moved his arms, the hiss of steam relief and a faint white mist rising from the joints, and he glanced up at the figure that was squeezing out of the black door-a huge floating skull covered with hideous bone spurs of horrific horror-and took a giant step forward.
He crossed over to Lucrecia and slammed his fist into the lurid-looking cranial demon, and with the hiss of a steam valve venting violently and a crisp cracking sound of shattered bones, the demon spent less than half a second in the dimension of reality before the old man’s fist slammed it back into the deep, deep sea.
Lucrecia looked up, somewhat dumbfounded, at the old scholar whose temperament had usually been elegant and easygoing, “……?”
“In my youth, I often sought knowledge in dangerous secret realms and even visionary regions – in those places far away from the civilized world, from time to time, I would encounter crude enemies who lacked sufficient wisdom,” Morris turned back to his bronze-shelled face with a hint of a smile. Subtle brass gears and gleaming reeds spun and vibrated within the crevice of his jaw, “That’s when I learned a lesson – weak minds, immune to wisdom baptism.”
He turned and slammed another fist into the head of one of the Phantom Hounds that was emerging from the black door, actually smashing the demon’s head right into its chest cavity!
“Rahm-blessed knowledge can’t leave a mark on their slick brains,” Maurice flicked his wrist to reset the steam-boosting tubes in his joints, “but Rahm-blessed steam-powered iron fists can.”
Lucrecia continued with a dumbfounded expression, “……”
Thanks to her earlier, she thought that this elegant and easy-going old gentleman was the most normal one on the Lost Country ship …… Hoping that there was not a single normal person on Dad’s ship?
……
Amber hadn’t reacted to what was happening when the ethereal demon that had suddenly emerged from the fog was flattened in the blink of an eye.
She didn’t even know how Vanna had rushed from the other end of the valley to this end in a flash.
Vanna, on the other hand, walked as if nothing had happened after slapping a demon to death, and she carried the huge sword in one hand to Amber, “Demons are gaining solidity, and this ‘Island of the Sacred Land’ has sunk towards the depths of the Profound- Inform the battleships that remain near the coastline to be on alert for any large entities that appear in the nearby waters, no matter what they look like, sink any that dare to approach.”
Amber was stunned for a moment, before snapping out of her brief shock and nodding her head in a panic, “Yes …… yes!”
Vanna frowned at the sight, and the habits she’d picked up from years of serving as an Inquisitor made her reprimand twice, “Concentrate, Sister, we’re in demon territory.”
“Yes!” Amber subconsciously straightened her back and replied loudly.
Vanna waved her hand, but didn’t say anything else, just looked around with a serious face, observing the thick fogs that were slowly flowing through the valley. From half an hour ago, light and strange shadows had begun to emerge from the fog from time to time, shadows that swam and changed, outlining the outlines of many disturbing demons.
On the rocky walls nearby, clusters of hideous skeleton-like stones were also emitting faint vibrations, and seemed to be gradually turning active.
A few seconds ago, some demons even coalesced out of the shadows in the fog and were directly “born” in the “real world”.
All the signs indicated that this “Holy Land Island” was rapidly deviating from the reality dimension and “sinking” towards the dark side, and this change was obviously related to the captain’s action.
She was not disturbed, because she trusted the captain – but the others on the scene clearly did not know enough about the Lost Fleet.
“Is the Lost Country side okay?” Amber came over and whispered somewhat uneasily.
Vanna frowned, a puzzled look on her face, “…… What are you talking about?”
“I know that ship was weird and powerful, but isn’t Captain Duncan gone now?” Amber hastened to add, “If there really is a demon approaching …… do you need the Tidal Wave to help look after it?”
Vanna heard Amber’s concern, but her expression instead became more subtle, and after a moment of silence she shook her head, “It’s okay, someone is staying on that ship.”
Amber froze, as if she was about to say something else, and just then a bright light that rose abruptly from the direction of the shoreline interrupted all her movements.
The marines and clerics stationed in the valley were momentarily startled and looked in the direction of the rising glare – for a moment, they actually thought it was a violent sunrise.
The dazzling ball of fire was slowly rising into the sky, and in the blazing, terrifying light, it seemed that many tiny things were burning in the flames, turning into wisps of smoke.
Staying stagnant for a long time, Amber finally broke the silence hesitantly, “…… What is that?”
“That’s ‘Nina freaking out,'” Vanna pursed her lips, squinting at the fireball in a rather bemused tone, “That’s a pretty high jump this time… …It looks like the Profound Demons that appeared in the nearby waters are ‘blessed’ today ……”
……
In the sudden onslaught of darkness and chaos, Duncan, Shirley and Dog felt as if they had traveled through an infinitely long tunnel – time seemed to have passed only in an instant, yet their senses created the illusion that this “journey” was endless.
At the end of the tunnel, as the darkness began to fade, a myriad of strange visions of light and distorted starlight burst into view like a waterfall, and while Shirley and Dog were momentarily stupefied by the magnificent and eerie scenery, Duncan was struck by a bizarre association – –
The leap was over.
And in this thought just came up in a moment, he will once again have the feeling of grounded – the long tunnel in front of the eyes and the twinkling starlight suddenly dissipated, the deepest darkness of the deep sea, as well as the huge as a mountain, mind-blowing “ancient gods” is accompanied by With the gradual clarification of the field of vision and into the eyes.
He came in front of the Profound Holy Lord.
He could only see a small part of this “Ancient God”.
A small, rolling “mountain range” stretched out in his field of vision, and that “mountain range” was actually a dark-colored tentacle – a dark blue stream of light covered its surface, and many irregular lights were embedded between the dark blue streams of light as if they were breathing. There were many irregular lights embedded between the dark blue streams of light, as if they were breathing, slowly flickering on and off.
This huge tentacle stretched to the end of the darkness, where it branched out into many branches, connecting with many broken islands floating in mid-air nearby, twisting and piercing into the depths of those floating lands, and at the other end of the tentacle, there was a structure that looked like a huge tower, which was the meeting point of many other similar tentacles – the whole structure was like some kind of strange form of a tower, like some kind of strange form of a tower. The whole structure was like some kind of strange “starfish”, and the “main” part in the center was raised high, with countless lights spreading all over it, like millions of eyes, blinking slowly in the darkness, watching the uninvited guests who came here.
Duncan raised his head and gazed quietly at the ancient god that lay dormant in the darkness for a long time before speaking softly, “I’ve come for you.”
A wave of light rippled across the surface of the dark “mountain” and was returned by a low murmur, in which Duncan heard a voice-
“We meet at last, ‘Usurper’, and …… the long lost LH-03.”
(End of chapter)