A sharp flash of light flashed, and a mass of "Dreaddemon" that looked like a swollen lump of flesh and constantly emitted strange whispers and murmurs was cut off at the waist, and quickly turned into rising smoke and dust and residue that was still slowly wriggling.

However, more ominous auras were still converging in the cavern, and the whispers and overlapping whistlings that polluted the minds of ordinary people continued to come from the depths of the dark gate—

More and more ghostly demons are aware of this rift in the real world, and are invading through the gates - and their invasion is causing a chain reaction throughout the Holy Land Island, and beginning to change the "environment" of the island.

Lucrecia casually shook off the black residue stained on the sickle, raised her head and looked at the "black door" that was constantly rising and wriggling, and said in a deep voice: "...... I feel that the 'atmosphere' of the island is changing. ”

"Vanna has just reported that a ghostly demon is appearing in the valley," Morris said, holding a brass mechanism with a complex structure and intricate divine runes engraved on the surface, as he watched for movement in the Black Gate, "They are emerging in the fog, and some are beginning to appear as entities. ”

Lucrecia's brow furrowed, "We've already dealt with all the demons that emerged from the Black Gate...... Is there another 'entrance' to the island? ”

"It's the 'breath' of the gloomy," Morris shook his head, "This island is located on the border, it was not stable in the real dimension from the beginning, and now, this black door is gradually 'pulling' the entire Holy Land Island into the other side, and the breath leaking out of the gate is changing the 'depth' of the entire area...... The deeper you go, the more demons will grow out of thin air. ”

Lucrecia's face sank, she turned her head to look at the pile of dark green flames that were still burning quietly in front of the black door, and calmly raised the scythe in her hand: "It's not a big problem, there is a fleet and a large group of professional church warriors outside, this demon is not difficult to deal with - you just watch from the sidelines, I will deal with the things that come out of the door, and my father should be back soon." ”

Morris was noncommittal, and out of the corner of his eye, a new outline was gradually emerging on the surface of the wriggling black door.

More demons are entering the real world - at first, a few strange-shaped, armless and legless creatures have escaped from this door, and they are easy to deal with, but after that, what emerges from the door are "sound demons" that Morris knows.

Ferocious, powerful, with an uncontrollable rage, any one running into the city-state means a terrible killing.

And to make matters worse, these chaotic demons are immune to almost all spell effects based on "wisdom" and "knowledge".

But that's not much of a problem.

Morris casually pressed the "mechanism" in his hand on his shoulder, and the delicate mechanism that seemed to be made of brass instantly seeped into his body like a phantom, and immediately after, various sounds of gear turning, piston operation, and air valve ventilation came from his body.

With a whispered prayer to Lachem, the god of wisdom, the old scholar's rickety body seemed to be briefly infused with the vitality of steel and engine oil—his back slowly straightened, his vertebrae clicked with steel parts reset, a layer of metallic texture gradually spread over his skin, glowing with brass's unique brilliance, his eyeballs dissolved, and two delicately cut rubies rolled out of the differential computer's brain and were pushed into the eye sockets by the mechanical arm.

Morris moved his arms, the hissing of steam and a faint white mist emerging from the joints, and he glanced up at the figure that was squeezing out of the black door—a terrifying giant floating skull covered in hideous bone spurs—and strode forward.

He crossed over Lucrecia and slammed his fist into the terrifying-looking skull demon, accompanied by the roar of the steam valve and the crisp sound of bones shattering, and the demon was only in the reality dimension for less than half a second before being smashed back into the deep sea with a punch from the old man.

Lucrecia raised her head and looked at the old scholar who had always been elegant and easy-going in temperament: "......? ”

"When I was young, I often sought knowledge in dangerous secret places and even in areas of vision—far from the civilized world, where I often encountered vulgar enemies who lacked sufficient intelligence," Morris said, turning his head back, a smile on his copper-clad face, delicate brass gears and glittering reeds swirling and vibrating in the slit between his jaws. ”

He turned around and smashed another fist on the head of a ghostly hound that was emerging from the black door, smashing the demon's head directly into the chest!

"Racham's blessed knowledge can't leave a trace on their smooth brains," Morris flicked his wrist to reset the steam booster tube in his joint, "but the steam-powered iron fist that Rachem blessed can." ”

Lucrecia continued to look sluggish: "......"

She thought that this elegant and easy-going old gentleman was the most normal one on the Lost Country...... There is no normal person on the co-authored father's boat?!

……

When the ghostly demon that suddenly emerged from the fog was squashed in the blink of an eye, Amber didn't realize what was happening.

She didn't even know how Vanna had rushed from the other side of the valley to this end in an instant.

Vanna, after swatting a demon to death, walked over as if nothing had happened, and she approached Amber with the greatsword in one hand: "The demon is gaining a physical body, and this 'Holy Land Island' has sunk into the depths of the depths - notify the warships left near the coastline, and be alert to the presence of large entities in the nearby seas, and sink anyone who dares to come close, no matter what they look." ”

Amber was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses from her momentary consternation, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay...... Good! ”

Seeing this, Vana frowned, and the habit she had developed over the years of serving as an inquisitor made her reprimand her: "Focus, nun, we are in the devil's territory. ”

"Yes!" Amber subconsciously straightened up and replied loudly.

Vanna waved her hand, but didn't say anything more, just looked around with a serious face, observing the thick fog that was slowly flowing through the valley.

Half an hour ago, strange shadows had begun to appear in the fog from time to time, and those shadows swirled and changed, outlining many unsettling demonic outlines.

On the nearby rock face, some of the hideous bone-like stone clusters were also vibrating slightly, and seemed to be gradually turning active.

And a few seconds ago, a demon condensed from the shadows of the fog and was directly "born" in the "real world".

There are signs that this "Holy Land Island" is rapidly deviating from the dimension of reality and "sinking" towards the dark side, and this change is clearly related to the captain's actions.

She wasn't upset, because she trusted the captain, but the rest of the crew apparently didn't know enough about the Lost Fleet.

"Is there a problem with the Lost Homeland?" Amber leaned over and whispered a little uneasy.

Vanna frowned, looking puzzled: "...... What are you talking about? ”

"I know that ship is weird and powerful, but isn't Captain Duncan gone now?" Amber quickly added, "If there really is a demon approaching...... Need the help of the Tidal Wave? ”

Vana understood Amber's concern, but her expression was more subtle, and after a moment of silence, she shook her head, "It's okay, there's someone on that ship." ”

Amber froze, as if she wanted to say something more, when a bright light suddenly rising from the shoreline interrupted all her movements.

The Marines and Officers stationed in the valley were startled for a moment and looked in the direction of the bright light—for a moment, they thought it was a violent sunrise.

Dazzling fireballs were slowly rising into the sky, and in the hot and terrifying light, it seemed that many small things were burning in the flames, turning into wisps of smoke.

After a long pause, Amber finally broke the silence with hesitation: "...... What is that? ”

"That's 'Nina scared,'" Vanna pursed her lips and squinted at the fireball, her tone rather nonchalant, "This jump is really high...... It seems that the dark demons who appeared in the nearby sea are 'blessed' today......"

……

In the sudden darkness and chaos, Duncan, Shirley, and Dog felt as if they had passed through an infinitely long tunnel - time seemed to have only passed for a moment, but their senses created the illusion of the endless "journey".

And at the end of the "tunnel", when the darkness began to fade, countless strange visions rushed to the face, and the distorted starlight broke into the eye like a waterfall, Shirley and Ah Dog were a little stunned by this magnificent and strange scenery in an instant, but Duncan suddenly had a strange association-

The jump is over.

And the moment this thought just came to him, he once again had a sense of grounding - the long tunnel and twinkling starlight in front of him suddenly dissipated, the darkness of the deepest part of the deep sea, and the huge mountain-like "ancient gods" that were shocking came into view.

He came to the Dark Lord.

He could only see a small part of this "old god".

A small undulating "mountain range" stretched out in his field of vision, and the "mountain" was essentially a dark-colored tentacle - there was a dark blue streamer covering its surface, and many irregular lights were embedded in the dark blue streamer, as if it were slowly moving on and off as if breathing.

The giant tentacle stretched all the way to the end of the darkness, where it branched off into many broken floating islands that floated in mid-air, winding and piercing into the depths of the floating land, and at the other end of the tentacle was a massive tower-like structure, which was the meeting point of many other similar tentacles—the whole structure was like some strange "starfish", and the "main body" part of its center was raised high, and countless lights were all over it, like millions of eyes, blinking slowly in the darkness, watching the uninvited guests who came here.

Duncan raised his head and stared quietly at the old god dormant in the darkness, and after a long time he whispered, "I'm coming for you." ”

There was a wave of light on the surface of the dark "mountain", and a low murmur echoed it, and in the midst of the murmuring, Duncan heard a voice—

"We've finally met, 'The Usurper,' and ...... LH-03, which I haven't seen for a long time. ”

(End of chapter)