As for what the "big squid" is, the Krakens themselves can't really say.

Regarding the crash landing in ancient times, many kraken's memories have been a little blurred, although they are immortal elemental creatures, but too old things are not well remembered, but only one thing the krakens can be sure of, that is, since they crash-landed in this world with land, the "big squid" on the bottom of the sea has existed.

It was the remains of a creature far older than antiquity, its remaining tentacles winding like mountains on the seabed, and the sheer size of its body was imaginable, and the Krakens were initially shocked by the size of the corpse and feared the world for a long time—they feared that this strange world was full of such terrifying lifeforms, but soon they realized that their worries seemed unnecessary.

The deep sea is full of weaker protists, and the "big squid" seems to be the only exception, and this powerful exception is dead.

The "big squid" was killed by some external force, which can be seen from its broken corpse and the metal fragments left in the seabed, but the person who killed the "big squid" is a mystery, in the long years, the krakens have never been able to find the clues of that powerful race, although they have also been to various continents to investigate, but there are only some barbaric and backward indigenous civilizations on those continents, those civilizations do not even have the ability to sail in the ocean, naturally it is impossible to kill the "big squid" strong people.

After realizing that there is a "magic tide" in this world that periodically destroys the ecosystem, the Krakens completely abandon the search for that civilization and instead live their lives in this ocean with peace of mind.

Digging up the "big squid" is one of their most important jobs, and this work is part of restarting the core engine - although the day of success is still far away, the Sirens are creatures that are slow to the passage of time, and like many elemental creatures, they have a lot of patience and a poor sense of time, a trait that allowed them to successfully complete the transformation of civilization in the deep sea in the very distant past, and now allow them to immerse themselves in their work.

The excavation team arrived at the intended place of work, where a huge piece of flesh and blood detached from its tentacles lay quietly in a deep pit on the seabed, and after several months of "life cycles", the flesh and blood wreckage had been reborn to its original size, meaning it could be dug again.

The Krakens scattered around the flesh and blood tissue, and more than a dozen force field masking generators were driven deep into the seabed, and the light blue energy barrier then blocked the entire area to prevent the water pollution caused by the power of the "big squid" escaping, and then they worked in groups of three, carrying various equipment, to begin to cut through this extremely strong flesh and blood tissue.

The excavation team leader patrols the perimeter to check if the field occlusion generator is working properly - this is a very important task because these devices are barely functioning these days, and all sorts of weird and bizarre malfunctions are commonplace, and if you don't look at them well, they can easily go wrong.

But it's a lot better than it was many years ago, and at least now more and more equipment is back up and running – although the core engine reboot is still a long way off......

The Siren Leader circled to the back of the flesh tissue, the next target of the excavation, and leaned over to the rough outer skin that looked like a tree bark and fungal proliferation to check the regeneration of the tissue.

But at this moment, the mass of flesh and blood suddenly squirmed as if it had come to life!

Dark red blood poured out of the wound, and muscles and skin snaked and grown, quickly coalescing into a small tentacle with strange patterns and shiny edges, squirming wildly in front of the Siren.

The patterns on the surface of the tentacles shone brightly, twisting and wriggling in a variety of strange and bizarre forms, and any ordinary mind would fall into madness in the face of these patterns, and even the most tenacious mortal warrior would not be able to survive facing them head-on—

Captain Kraken looked at this tentacle in a daze, made bold assumptions, calmly analyzed, and decided to say hello to the other party as well.

As a result, her body disintegrated and reorganized in an instant, and her form changed in the blink of an eye, turning into a tentacle identical to that of the other party, which also squirmed and curled rapidly on the seabed.

An indescribable tentacle and a siren's mimic tentacle danced in ecstasy on the seabed for ten minutes, but the two sides did not reach any consensus, and the three krakens who had completed their excavation tasks had already swam over.

One of the krakens, who was carrying a concussive cutter, poked the mimicry tentacle of the pestle on the seabed with the tip of his tail: "Captain, what you just said should not go too far with the big squid......

The mimic tentacle suddenly changed back to the appearance of a kraken, looking a little embarrassed: "I thought it was greeting me......"

Another kraken wagged its tail curiously: "Anyway, big squid often has tentacles twisting around on its body...... What does that mean? ”

"Then who knows, deep-water scholars have always thought that this is some kind of communication signal, but after so many years of deciphering it, there is no result, I suspect that they are just twisting around, like seaweed."

"No, it's definitely an exchange, but we don't understand," said the Kraken with the cutter on his shoulder, with a serious expression, "or why would those people on land be so excited just to see these tentacles?" And they will shout at the tentacles...... This shows that there is communication! ”

Captain Kraken thought for a moment, and waved his tail in the form of a snake: "Whatever, cut this and take it away—who made it jump out of it?" ”

The Kraken, who was carrying the cutter, activated the equipment in his hand, but asked with a little anticipation before he started, "What about it...... Can I eat a little? ”

“emmmmm…… Reactor fuel should have been harvested...... Well, you can eat a little. But only a little! ”

"Yay~~"

The remaining Krakens cheered and rushed to their "lunch".

At the same time in the Cecil Lord's Mansion, Gawain and Pittman's discussion about the Kraken finally ended.

Pitman stroked his beard: "Overall, the Kraken is such a legendary creature, there are only a few sightings reported, and every record does not stand up to scrutiny, their history is older than humans, they live in the eastern part of the endless ocean, they may occasionally go ashore, but most of the time they will not leave the deep sea, and they will not communicate with humans and other land races." The Krakens in the ocean are dangerous and will protect their territory closely, and any voyage through their territory will invite their attack - but now that all ocean routes have been cancelled, there is no need to worry. ”

Gawain frowned, looked at the knight's biography in his hand, and sighed slightly: "Legendary species...... If only I could find a Kraken to talk to. All right. Let's not talk about that, have you checked the biological tissues I brought back from Kant's tie before? What's the progress? ”

Gawain took a lot of samples with him when he left Kant's Territory, including the flesh and blood of the strange creatures connected to the human brain in the underground hall, and the soft, dark substance like a "fungus blanket" on the rectangular platform around the stone pillar, and of course, the runes carved on the stone pillars by the Cultist of the Eternal Sleeper were also rubbed by him - although all the runes had been destroyed by Knight Philip, there were many stone pillars, and the complete pattern could still be obtained by rubbing the runes everywhere and putting them together.

It's just that those magic arrays are too dangerous and the mechanism is unknown, Gawain has not started to study them for the time being, but those dead flesh and blood tissues have not rotted after returning to Cecil's territory, so they are handed over to Pittman to study.

"I've done a series of tests on those tissues," Pitman nodded, "and it's been confirmed that they have traces of magical transformation, and with druid spells involved, it's clear that the Cultists have a hand in it—as you feared, the Mortals will have a technical partnership with the Eternal Sleepers, and if they do the same with the Stormchildren, then the threat level of these cultists ...... I'm afraid it's beyond many people's imagination. ”

"I have already written to Francis II, and I hope that my personal warning will give that king more snacks," Gawain rubbed his forehead, "My biggest fear now is that the Eternal Sleepers have taken control of a large number of nobles, and their power is even more terrifying than the End of All Things, and once they have completed their infiltration, it will be difficult for outsiders to detect their existence, and if it weren't for the fact that I happened to devour the consciousness of an Eternal Sleeper cultist, I am afraid that even I would not have realized that there was anything unusual about the Kant Territory." ”

"That's what the king has to worry about," Pitman nodded, "Also, I found a little clue when testing the flesh - although they all have traces of magical transformation, this transformation is acquired, which means that there is a natural prototype of them." ”

"A natural archetype?" Gawain instantly realized what Pittman meant, "You're saying that those weird biological tissues are modified from some species that already exist in nature?" Is there such a strange species in the world? ”

"Yes, the dementor octopus on the western coast of the dwarven kingdom, the soul eater near the Ancestral Peak, and several monsters related to the power of the shadows and the undead, all of which have similar developed neural organs that can link and control the brain tissue of the victims, and in the tissue samples you brought back, I also found primitive structures similar to the above-mentioned monsters, which are obviously part of the 'raw materials'. But none of these monsters are strong enough to connect so many humans together to create 'real dreams', and their respective races are so different that it is impossible for conventional life cultivation spells to fuse them, so I suspect that the cultists of the Society of the End of All Things may have made some breakthrough progress in the field of life fusion, so that they can 'splic' so many monsters together that they can create functional products that can be mass-produced. ”

“…… It's really unpleasant for this kind of cultist to master the core technology, but the civilized society is standing still," Gawain sighed, "Don't you have some good news for me?" ”

Pittman's expression was a little embarrassed: "Yes, yes, but you probably won't be too happy." ”

"What is it?"

"Those pieces of meat taste good after being braised in the braised meat......"

"Gross-"