Chapter Forty-Eight: Lord of Lalaye
"If most of the town's inhabitants have turned into monsters, what about this incomparably large deep diver?" Xu Zhen continued to ask.
"After the age of thirty, the hybrid offspring of deep divers are inexplicably summoned to the town where they lived by the sea in their childhood, and then wait quietly there. They will lose their human bodies, and their minds will quickly change from human to alien, and they will also change their own appearance. When they are completely transformed into monsters, they will jump into the sea and become a deep diver. Dai Shikai said:
"As for this one, it's different. It enjoys the veneration of all divers and has its own name. It is Dagon, the father of the deep divers. ”
Although they don't have a deep understanding of the Cthulhu Mythos, Xu Zhen and Betsy can also feel from Dai Shikai's tone that things are much more serious now than before.
"Deep divers themselves aren't very powerful monsters in the Cthulhu Mythos, but they appear here in large numbers and in large numbers, even with the father god Dagon making an appearance." Dai Shikai's hands trembled violently, he bent down and touched the ground under his feet, as if he was talking to them, as if he was talking to himself: "An isolated island in the waters of the South Pacific...... How did I not expect ......"
"Akai, what's wrong with you?" Xu Zhen was suddenly a little scared, he had never seen Dai Shikai show such a frightened and desperate expression.
Dai Shikai turned his head, looked at them, and then said: "In addition to Father Dagon, what the deep divers fanatically revere is the underwater city that sleeps in the South Pacific all the year round, the Lord of Lalaye, one of the symbols of "water": Cthulhu! ”
Cthulhu is an evil being, one of the Old Ones. Although not the highest-status, it is the most well-known and the image representative of the Cthulhu Mythos.
Legend has it that Cthulhu is an evil god who flew to Earth from another world, and he is huge, with bat-like wings on his head like an octopus, and human limbs covered with scales, and the proportions and details of each part of his body are constantly changing.
In normal times, Cthulhu is sealed and sleeps in the city of Lalaye, which sinks deep in the Pacific Ocean.
"So, under this island where we are located, I am afraid that the real ancient city of Lalaye is located!" Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and Dai Shikai remembered Lu Qing.
A long time ago, on the night at the hotel, he noticed that Lu Qing showed a different state after falling asleep. He seemed to be having a nightmare, sleeping restlessly, and even when he called softly, he didn't respond. After waking up the next day, he lost his mind again, although he kept saying that he was okay afterwards, Dai Shikai always cared about it.
It was only now that he remembered the biggest possibility behind this: despite falling asleep, Cthulhu occasionally used psychic telepathy to make contact with unspecified humans at a distance. Humans who come into contact with Cthulhu are generally quite sensitive, and many of them go berserk because of psychic contact.
And this so-called spiritual contact, in simple terms, is dreaming.
Lu Qing must have seen the legendary ancient city of Lalaye in a dream, and since then he has learned many unknown secrets.
Sealed in the ancient city of Liye in the deep sea of south-central Pacific, Cthulhu is in suspended animation, unable to move, but by no means truly dead. He would dream constantly, and the sea shielded him from these mental fluctuations, but there were always people with artistic talent and mental sensitivity who could sense them, resulting in the image of Cthulhu and the city of Leyer in their dreams, which eventually led to serious illness, coma, and even madness.
Like other gods in the Cthulhu mythos, Cthulhu's ill will towards humans is unwarranted. In other words, in their eyes, it is not malicious at all, but just indifferent, just like humans ignore ants.
If an ant passes in front of you, you may feel that it is not a big deal to reach out and trample on them. And today's dreambreakers live on this island like ants. The current situation has obviously exceeded everyone's expectations, the deep diver father god Dagon, the black goat cub, the flying hydra, these legendary mythical creatures that are extremely rare, all appear here, Dai Shikai knows, I am afraid that the real catastrophe is about to come.
I don't know how long they walked, but when they were exhausted and Xu Zhen was so tired that he couldn't even lift his legs, the fog in front of them finally began to dissipate, and the scene in front of them gradually became clear.
"We're here." Dai Shikai stood at the front, his body was straight, and his tone was full of fatigue and vicissitudes.
Xu Zhen and Betsy gasped for breath, almost collapsing. After walking in the fog for more than ten days, this was the first time they could see the outside world clearly and breathe clean air.
As a delicate girl, Betsy gritted her teeth and persevered, keeping up with their speed, almost sleepless for a day and a night, before finally passing through the fog and coming to the vicinity of the cliff where Lu Qing and the others disappeared.
"They've been here!" Dai Shikai's eyes were sharp, and he immediately found the rock climbing equipment fixed on the cliffside. He rushed to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and soon found the mysterious stone monument and the cave.
"Looks like they're all going down." Xu Zhen said, and suddenly noticed that in the pitch-black sea water under the cliff, a pair of scarlet red dots flickering like lights appeared!
"That's what I mean by deep divers. That is, the inhabitants of this town. Dai Shikai didn't care, for him, the most important thing now was Lu Qing's whereabouts.
Xu Zhen listened to his words, only to feel extremely cold, goosebumps crawling all over his back. Listening to Dai Shikai's description, he knew that these deep divers were extremely terrifying, their bodies were covered with scales, their eyes protruded like fish's eyes and would not close, and they had gills on their necks, which were completely like monsters.
Their life is eternal and immortal. As a race of Cthulhu's minions, they do not die from aging, and do not die without external influence. But the thought of these things, which he had lived on land as a human being a long time ago, was hard for him to accept.
If it were him, Xu Zhen would definitely commit suicide in time before he mutated, even if he died, he didn't want to become such an immortal monster, living in the cold sea for the rest of his life, surviving around this dead sea.
At the same time, Betsy also found Qing Shui's equipment on the edge of the cliff: "It turns out that the captain is with Qing and them. ”
"Judging from the traces here, the three of them have been down for a while." Xu Zhen was quite worried: "I haven't come back yet, something must have happened." ”
"Hmm." Dai Shikai threw aside the backpack behind him, adjusted his equipment at the same time, and said to the two: "You stay here, Brother Xu Zhen, protect Betsy, without my news, you two are not allowed to run around anywhere." I'll go down to find Brother Qing and them now. ”