If this horn was not a relic from the three major ways, Chen Jing really wouldn't have the courage to risk using it, because judging from its introduction, the price of using it was to pay for his own life...... Truth be told, this is no joke.

As everyone knows.

The power of a relic is usually tied to the owner of the relic.

If the relic comes from some of the more powerful old creatures, or some hidden ancient species, and not from the gods or kings, then it mentions costing lives...... Chen Jingneng took this sentence as a fart.

It's not a contract.

If you let me die, I will die, so how faceless am I?

But if the owner of this relic is the old kings or some gods, Chen Jing will not suspect that the relic has the ability to kill, at least with his current strength, it is still risky, if you don't want to be decent, it can help you be decent.

"Ihasre is supposed to be the 'Dagon Cave' in the prompt, and the stone slab under his feet is the altar......"

Chen Jing held the conch-shaped relic tightly in his hand, glanced left and right, and walked towards the center of the altar.

In the process.

Chen Bofu and the priest of Chagong also kept staring at him.

The former is afraid of the risks of his grandson.

And the latter is afraid that this guy will lie to him.

If it's all a scam...... Then he went to great lengths to disperse Pohnpei's garrison, and then took the trouble to take the two of them to Ihasrae, and it all turned out to be a joke!

The priest doesn't like jokes, and he doesn't like to make himself a part of the joke, so he is mentally prepared at this moment, once that guy can't summon the "Deep Sea Singularity", then he will do it directly...... Let these two grandchildren understand what the anger of the old sea is!

Stand in the center of the altar.

Chen Jing slowly raised the horn in his hand, took a deep breath and blew it.

There is no rhythm or melody to speak of.

It was just a very dull and monotonous but distant and light whine.

"It doesn't seem to be moving......" Chen Bofu frowned under the mask, and then quietly walked to Chagong's side, ready to fight him in close combat at any time.

"The sound of the sea."

Cha Gong didn't seem to notice Chen Bofu's small movements, and the moment the horn sounded, he raised his head sharply and looked in the direction he came.

"The undercurrents of the seabed are surging in the opposite direction......"

"It's like resonating with the horn......"

Hearing the priest of Chagong start to mutter, Chen Bofu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Looks like it should be?

"Boom !!"

With this loud sound that appeared without warning, the altar under everyone's feet suddenly shook violently, and the relief totems that had been eroded by time gradually became clear......

"Don't stop! Keep blowing! ”

Although the priest of Chagong was also startled by this sudden vision, he was even more afraid that Chen Jing stopped what he was doing, because he could see that the relic was on the verge of collapse, and when Chen Jing blew it, dozens of cracks appeared on the surface of the conch that were visible to the naked eye......

At this moment, Chen Jing was also afraid that this relic would suddenly break, because he found that this thing was getting lighter and lighter, and many dusty substances even fell out of those cracked cracks, and it seemed that it was only one step away from disintegrating.

"It's not close, it's not enough......"

Chen Jing continued to play the horn, not daring to stop at all.

He could feel something approaching him, approaching the altar...... Maybe it's the Deep Sea Singularity, and the road to the Snail City is being summoned by him!

It's getting closer.

Chen Jing played the horn desperately, and the inexplicable feeling became stronger and stronger.

About ten seconds passed.

The feeling was already strong to the limit, as if the "object" that was constantly approaching him was no longer more than a stone's throw away.

"Don't look back."

Hearing the old man's cold words, Chen Jing instinctively wanted to look back, but in the end he held back...... Because this conch-shaped relic was very fragile at the moment, he really didn't dare to take the risk of making any more big moves, and even his blowing and exhaling became much softer.

"!! Why is this guy here?! ”

Hearing the old man exclaim.

The curiosity in Chen Jing's heart suddenly became even stronger.

But his curiosity was soon satisfied.

Because he saw a brachiopod tentacle like a black ridge, extending from the "sky" behind him......

It's no exaggeration to say that this is a picture he never imagined.

"This tentacle is too big, isn't it?!" Chen Jing couldn't help but widen his eyes, only to feel a layer of cold sweat oozing from his back.

The tentacles are only visible when they are far away from the altar.

When it gets closer.

Due to the large size of the entire tentacle, it looks like a black wall at first glance.

"This is the ...... of the Tekili"

When Chen Jing recognized the origin of this wrist and foot tentacle, he couldn't help but feel nervous, because he didn't notice how the "Tekili" appeared, neither made the slightest sound, nor did he reveal the slightest reaction of energy breath, like a hologram that appeared out of thin air......

It looks very real, but it gives people a very unreal feeling.

And at this very moment.

Through the gap between the tentacles of Tekiri's wrists and feet, Chen Jing suddenly saw a huge black shadow in front of him on the right that was rapidly approaching the altar.

Because the object was moving so fast, Chen Jing didn't recognize what it was at first glance until it came to the altar at an incredible speed......

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Jing saw it clearly.

It was a "hand" stretched out from the darkness in the distance.

The general structure of this "hand" is similar to that of a human palm, but it is only structurally similar...... The surface of the dark green skin is covered with scales, there are webbed membranes between the fingers, and the arm muscles are terrifyingly developed, almost the same as the palms of those who are deep divers.

"Is this the real Dagon coming?!" Chen Jing saw that the second ancient god also came out to join in the fun, and his heart suddenly cooled in half.

On the way down to Ihasrae, Chen Jing had also seen many large divers, but they were compared to the owner of this hand...... No! They are safe and not comparable!

Chen Jing had no doubt that this hand could easily strangle the largest deep diver he had ever seen, and those humanoid monsters hundreds of meters long were as small as rats in front of them!

"Are they all attracted by the sound of the trumpet...... How did I not know that the horn had this function......"

Just as Chen Jing was puzzled by this, the altar under his feet suddenly cracked a palm-wide slit, and a dazzling blue light gushed out from it, until it completely illuminated the entire Ihasrae......

(End of chapter)