As it turns out, creatures like krakens are really difficult to explain with normal logic, and every communication with them brings a new experience of the worldview - in the case of Tyr, Gawain feels that when he talks to this salted fish, he has at least one san check for every three sentences......

"Make it clear!" Gao Wen stared at the "mermaid" jumping in front of his eyes, "Our worldview is different, let me tell you, we don't understand your words that come out without a head or tail!" ”

"When the stars return to their positions, the big squid in the deep sea will 'skyrocket,'" Tyre slapped his tail on the terrace floor, "I don't know why, but it seems that the big squid will draw energy according to the movement of the celestial bodies, and then the flesh on the squid carcass will grow dramatically, and in a few days we will be able to dig up the equivalent of the fuel produced for decades, and more importantly, we can eat it with an open belly - no matter how much we eat, the big squid will grow rapidly...... Hiss ......"

Tyr couldn't help but take a sip as he spoke, and a look of yearning and happiness appeared on his face: "Ah, that's really a gift from nature......"

Gawain listened to it from the side, the more terrifying he became, the Kraken had a hole in his brain, so it was not difficult to understand that he made a wonderful judgment, but he was vaguely aware of the concept of the so-called "surge" of large squid from Tyr's description......

Damn, when the stars return to their positions, the "corpses of gods" in the deep sea will regenerate quickly...... Isn't this an attempt at resurrection?

But judging from the fact that these salted fish are still alive and the world has not been destroyed, it is obvious that a certain evil god in the deep sea has not been successfully resurrected until now.

Hetty next to her also became interested in this topic, although she did not know about "the gods are dead" like Gawain, and her associative ability was not as good as her brain-opening ancestor and Rebecca, but she still heard some weird and terrifying aura from Tyr's description, and couldn't help but ask: "By the way, from your tone, has something like this happened many times?" ”

"Let me think about it...... "Ah, about sixteen times...... Except for the first time we didn't figure out the situation and ended up not having a good time in the chaos, every time we would eat with our bellies open for days......"

Gawain broke out in a cold sweat, and he was now more and more convinced that his judgment was correct - damn it, the positions of the stars were correct sixteen times! Sixteen times! A certain ancient god in the deep sea (more like an evil god in Gawain's opinion) showed signs of resurrection sixteen times, and as a result, he was stunned to eat a bunch of deep-sea salted fish with super good appetites...... Eat dead and go back......

So, what the hell are these Krakens? What are they made of?!

In the midst of this deep entanglement of the soul, an idea suddenly flashed in Gawain's mind: he remembered one of his "collectibles".

He looked at the salted fish essence in front of him curiously: "Tyr, if you were given a piece of something similar to the nature of a big squid, would you be able to tell it?" ”

"What do you mean?" Tyr blinked, "Are you still selling fake meat?" ”

Gawain was choked: "...... It's a bit cumbersome to explain, so you'll be ...... early tomorrow morning. Forget it, maybe when you wake up next time, come with me now, I have a piece of what seems to be 'squid meat' here for you to see." ”

At the same time, on the endless sea, far from the mainland, the children of the storm monitored the movement of the stars, the situation of the "Ao", and the changes in the energy fluctuations coming from the deep sea.

The stars are in the right position, and today is the most powerful day of the year for Ao, the power of the ultimate mystical star that will superimpose with the many celestial bodies in the night sky, and the special energy they release together will be a key to awakening the Lord of the Storm.

The priests of the Children of the Storm stood neatly on the platform, and their priest stood at the edge of the platform closest to the cliff, the black-robed priest staring at the increasingly violent surface of the sea, as if staring into an endless abyss that was about to swallow the entire world.

Will "the Lord" return?

The Storm Priest didn't know what he was really thinking, he didn't know if he was looking forward to the Lord's return or if he was afraid of the Lord's return, but he knew very well that this ambivalence was not exclusive to him.

The Day of Judgment will come, and mortals will find their right place when it comes—but what is the right place for the Children of the Storm? What about the Sleepers? What about the end of all things?

They embrace the Day of Perdition, because every dark sect thinks that they have found a way to be able to exist forever when the end comes, and even found a way to be promoted to become a god-like eternal immortal on the day the gods devour the world, but they are mortal after all, and they are not sure that their path is right, but it is under such fear, such anxiety and torment, they turn into fanaticism and certainty - only on the day when this fateful day is coming, Only a small number of people will wake up and suddenly begin to doubt the way they have been going.

If God returns, will mortals really survive?

The Children of the Storm began a ritual on the platform, calling on the power of the sea to protect themselves, and when the Pope's order is given, they will live forever with the sea.

In the territory of Typhon, in the hidden sanctuary of the Eternal Sleepers, the Nightmare Bishops also gathered, and the failure of the seventeenth "deep dive" caused them to lose some of the lower nodes, but the Bishopric did not lose anything, under the guidance of the Eternal Sleeping Pope, they came to the "Connecting Hall", established a powerful psychic connection network, and waited for the Storm Child to send information about the observation of the stars and gods, while preparing for the early activation of the "Eternal Dream".

In the northern part of the continent, in the underground lair of the Society of the Dead of Everything, Bertila stood among the imams, looking down at the surging flesh and blood tissues in the underground rift, and she saw that the Grand Imam was hovering above those flesh and blood out of thin air, guiding powerful energy to inject into the body of the "False God Body".

The time has not yet come - every fallen druid knows this, they have not yet collected enough biomass, the Ansul-Typhon war planned to be brokered by this winter has not broken out due to the abrupt change of stance of Archduke Ferdinand, and the flesh collection in Ansu has failed frequently, but there is no time left.

Regardless of whether the Day of Judgment has actually arrived, all dark cults must "ignite" their respective ultimate plans in advance, which is radical but necessary caution.

At some point on this day, the activities of "Oku" finally reached the peak of the year, and the power of the stars entered the world at the same time.

At this moment, the tide of the sea was surging, and the endless sea roared as if it were boiling.

The Children of the Storm initiated the ritual in the tsunami, and unspeakable forces began to connect them to the ocean;

The Eternal Sleeper activates all the nodes of the mind network, and the unfinished "Eternal Dream" begins to connect the minds of all the cultists into the same world;

The End of Life will activate the "False God Body" in advance, and the powerful flesh and blood polymer will gradually wake up;

Beneath the depths of the ocean, the god of storms who had fallen for an unknown number of thousands of years twitched his body—and this twitch of his was the signal to start eating.

The Krakens raised their knives and forks—some pincers and tails.

No one knows about these earth-shaking events that happened outside of human society, and the only thing that has a slight connection with them is that in the north of the Loren continent, deep in the mountains on the southern border of the Ansu Kingdom, a kraken named "Tyr" saw the treasures that Gawain solemnly collected.

The Siren lady let out a cheerful cry: "Hmm! It's definitely delicious! ”

Gawain grabbed her tail just in time before the salted fish spirit rushed up to gnaw a hole in the crystal cube, and rushed forward to save the precious sample of god tissue as he dragged her backwards.

"Hey, don't hide! Didn't you call me here to add food? Tyr slapped his tail on the ground in exasperation before rushing up and trying to snatch the crystal cube from Gawain's hand, "You give it to me, you give me a taste......

Gawain dodged Tyr's pounce and shouted, "Stop, stop! I called you here to see if this thing was a 'big squid', who said you would eat it! ”

"If you don't let me eat, what else will you let me see!" Tyr couldn't catch the "good snack" alive, and the whole fish was almost crazy, "I missed a dinner party that only happens once in many years!" I thought you were going to make it up to me! ”

However, Gawain's determination was beyond Tyr's imagination, no matter how she jumped up and down, Gawain could not have given this salted fish essence the only sample of the god at present to eat for supper, and after Tyre finally got tired of jumping, she also had to calm down: "Let me tell you, this thing is not the 'big squid' we usually dig - but they really give people a lot of similarity." ”

"Isn't this a big squid?" Gawain raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?" ”

"Of course I'm sure! No Kraken will mistake a big squid! Tyr crossed her hands on her hips, and wondered how she was able to support herself so smoothly with a curved fish tail - she couldn't usually stand on two legs, "It seems to me that this snack must have fallen from some kind of creature similar to the species of giant squid...... Hey, where did you get this? Is there a lot of this thing? You tell me, I don't eat your processed one, I can forage for food by myself......"

Gawain: "......"

Are you deep-sea salted fish spirits a group of creatures that are more terrifying than the gods of the deep sea?! Are you the gods of the deep sea?!

"It's a pity that I only have such a sample on hand," Gawain couldn't help but shake his head and tell the other party the bad news after looking at Tyre for a long time, and after the latter's tail tightened, "and I don't know where to find more - this sample was handed down by us 'landers' from a thousand years ago." ”

Tyr knew the average life expectancy of terrestrial humans, and he was immediately startled: "Huh? Do you have to pass on a piece of dim sum for thousands of years? You can't waste food, so you don't eat so much......"

Immediately after her, she began to sigh there, what land people are in dire straits, what a small cookie can be used as a family heirloom and so on, it's just a fragmented mind and all kinds of nonsense.

Gawain looked at Tyr like this, and only felt a cold sweat in his head, he didn't know how to explain to this thing that the flesh and blood of the gods could not be eaten here - he felt that it was simply a matter of man and god, survival and destruction, race and destiny, but after listening to it, Tyr probably felt that it was a recipe problem......

For the first time since the crossing, Gawain felt like he had fallen off......