Furious!

With [Jörmungad] who has traveled through the dreams of major ethnic groups, he has never seen such a bold guy.

He even wanted to steal from the "stomach bag" of an old god the prey that he had eaten and had not had time to digest again, no, to snatch it out!

"No, why did they rob the Blue Dragon King?"

At this time, even Jörmunga was sluggish, and he realized a series of irregularities in the international port.

Connect to the collective dream of the international port for the first time, and check the information from the subconscious of the residents who will never lie.

Soon, through a targeted search, a key piece of information was read, the Countess of Greenville turned out to be the adopted daughter of the Prince of Sorenberg's family.

"How could it be such a coincidence?

No wonder these thorns are working hard today, even with Henry VI's ridiculous vitreous delusional episodes.

But what is this countess and her concubine working so hard for? ”

The county's defense level, the Silver Wing Knights, the Mithril Dragon, and the summoned adult blue dragon were all greatly beyond his expectations, but they were still within the understandable range.

But with the knowledge of this cultist, it is still difficult to understand the motives of Catherine and Byron's dangerous move.

For Jörmungandr, and for all the "descendants of exiles" today, even his own father is not worth risking his life to rescue, let alone just an adoptive father?

They must have some other conspiracy!

"I see. It must be a treasure map of the Lancaster's family heirlooms, overseas vaults, or great treasures.

Lancaster, as the only remaining orthodox lineage among the Bay people, may still have treasures related to the prophecy of the revival of the Woden race, the god of wild hunting.

The countess would work so hard for the treasure.

It must be so, and there can be no mistake. ”

[Jörmungad] who had lived by himself looked at the battleship, his eyes instantly burned, but he didn't know that his guess was wrong.

For the two sisters and brothers, if there is really any secret treasure, it can only be the relatives themselves.

If it weren't for my father and uncle, their spirit bodies would have been combined with the battleship to form a ghost ship, which could not be easily stripped away, and even this [Blue Dragon King], which was only under the legendary battleship, would not hesitate to abandon it on the spot.

For an existence like Jörmungandr, which is no longer human, it is normal to have this kind of utilitarian thought.

The No. 3 crystal skull [Corn God] once used a hymn to popularize the essence of human transcendence for Byron:

God treats man as a creature whose nature is undetermined and has appointed them a place in the middle of the world.

God says to man,

We put you in the center of the world, where it is easier for you to see everything in the world.

We have made you neither heaven nor earth, immortal or immortal.

So that you can take the freedom and glory of choice, and shape yourself in any shape you like, as if you were your own maker and caster.

You can be both savage and sacred. ’”

These "exiles", who have long since completely embraced animal nature and abandoned divinity, even if they still retain the appearance of human beings, can no longer be considered normal human beings.

Morality, affection, devotion, and so on are incomprehensible and irrelevant.

It's just that I don't know what they can rely on to maintain their sanity without the [Ladder of Glory] system to balance their beastly nature.

Just as Jörmungad's] thoughts diverged, the Blue Dragon King that took off into the sky finally flew over the roof of the tallest building in Luo Oblivion City.

Buzz——!

Suddenly, a slightly hazy circle of psychedelic light appeared directly in front of the Blue Dragon King like an air explosion ring.

For every point the battleship advances, the aura increases by one layer, and the resistance to the battleship also increases by one point.

It was a deep dream that belonged to the sleeping god, and the layers of life and death were born and destroyed.

The chains that dragged the battleship, one virtual and one real, were not only stretched straight, but also made a burst of creaking sounds, obviously under tremendous pressure.

The success at the beginning is nothing, and this is where Byron and Catherine are really tested.

Jörmungard had obviously expected this situation in front of him, how could it be so easy to snatch food from God's mouth? It's the same with even a dead god.

"This is the dream of our Lord who sleeps forever, and nothing that retains spirituality can pass through this barrier between dreams and reality.

If you want to leave here, you can only violently resist the rules of the shipwreck cemetery, which is equivalent to pulling the whole dream, and even our lord himself.

It just so happens that the interrupted Advent ceremony will be filled by mortals who don't know whether to live or die. ”

He once again held the magic book in his hand high, and chanted:

"In the name of the land of oblivion and its inhabitants, in the name of the sleeping god"

Immediately, when the two giant dragons used their strength to continue to pull the [Blue Dragon King] outward.

The Advent ritual, which had been interrupted by Catherine, was finally restarted.

It's just that the strongest rally provider has changed from the original coral altar to the two dragons.

Grunt

In the deepest part of the circle of illusory dreams, a dirty bubble mixed with blood suddenly appeared.

Let Byron and Catherine faintly see that there seems to be a huge octopus follicle standing there.

The translucent membrane was torn from the inside, and then an octopus's sticky tentacles slowly poked out, wrapping around the ship's bow boom.

It was a white tentacle that looked a little illusory and transparent on the surface, but in fact it was seriously corrupted, and it was soaked in the sea for I don't know how many years.

And unlike ordinary octopus tentacles, its suckers are covered with hideous red mouthparts, just like those octopus battleships.

At the moment it appeared.

Byron and Catherine felt their sulcus in the sulcus at the same time, as if something slippery was beginning to squirm back and forth.

Inexplicable pictures, words, words from their eyes, ears, noses, tongues. , skin, and any other place where the senses exist are frantically poured in.

The broken information gradually formed a forbidden book called the "Textbook of the Oblivion City".

It's just that the content in it is too broken, not only can't you rely on it to take the [Nightmare] dark witchcraft route, but once you listen to it too much, it will only make people become outright crazy.

At the same time, dreams and reality gradually intertwined, and the wind and rain around the two of them and the dark clouds in the sky began to passively distort and deform into the tentacles of some kind of super-large mollusk.

In the middle of the pimple suction cups, drooling mouths and teeth sprouted, wriggling and meandering in the sky like a tide.

And with each bit of their tugging of the battleship and tentacles, the tentacles became more solid, and more eyes, mouthparts, and gills were divided

More and more like a full octopus.

It's like the first Kraken Touch after it broke free from the clay pot seal.

It seems that the process from dream to reality is the birth ceremony of the evil child who emerges from the octopus follicle.

"It's not good.

Dealing with these evil things will always be accompanied by all kinds of accidents, and if there is a chance that things will go bad, no matter how small that possibility is, it will always happen.

Our rescue plan seems to have been exploited by that Jörmungård and Kraken. ”

Byron looked at the strange scene unfolding in front of him.

It's like watching a person put their hands, arms, shoulders, and finally their whole body into their mouth.

There is a grotesque and bizarre feeling of turning inside and out.

But at this time, the big octopus in the dream is not about the inside and outside of the body, but about the dream and reality!

The main purpose of the Deep Dive Church's operation this time was to use the anchorage and dream passage of the entire international port to pull the second Kraken Touch back from outside the world.

At this time, their action to rescue the [Blue Dragon King] was not only pulling the battleship, but also the second Kraken Touch.

I suddenly felt a little difficult to ride a tiger.

"Although the old gods of the mythological age have all fallen into eternal sleep.

However, the [God of Sleep], who possesses the power of dreams, is obviously different from the other old gods, and his death is far less complete than that of other similar gods.

Now he is seeking resurrection with the help of cultists.

Once the two tentacle clones come to the material world through dreams, no one knows what happens to the giant octopus, known as the three-hearted and nine-brained one.

At the very least, the already invincible force can be doubled, and the tactics that allow us to pull others into the water will be twice as difficult to implement.

I don't even know if they'll settle accounts and go back to Iron Anchor Bay to pull them back. ”

Byron had been traveling overseas for a long time, and had gained a lot of knowledge through the Logbook.

They have also gained many undead acolytes, and they know too many unknown secrets of the world from their memories.

Naturally, I have a little understanding of the super-spec existence of the "old gods".

"At the end of the mythological age that has been lost in history, the once high gods have been knocked down by unknown forces, lost their wisdom, reason, and even life, and have become a group of ugly monsters soaked in the sea of essentia.

It has become what others call 'Old Gods', 'Forsaken', or 'Strange Beings Out of Specification'.

Whether it's the Sleeping God Kraken, the Mother of Creation Lilith, the Serpent of a Thousand Faces Hydra, and the Worm of Greed Mammon, this is the case.

And, quite coincidentally, they are generally devouring humans on a large scale through various means, or receiving blood sacrifices.

I would venture to guess that it is possible that they instinctively extract 'change' from human blood, souls, and beliefs.

In this way, he can restore the balance of his [beast] and [divinity], and resurrect himself from that beastly and irrational madness. ”

Under this premise, it would obviously be great if you could eat people directly with your ontology.

Both the efficiency and the conversion rate far exceed the sacrificial ceremony.

The main body is a large octopus's [sleeping god], so he chooses to divide some of his tentacles that can act independently, and complete the advent ritual by giving birth to children.

Gain an embodied body.

If you think about it, apart from the "Kraken Touch", it seems that there are no other descendants of the old gods for the time being.

No, Byron knew there was another one.

In the Church's Gospel of Creation, the bound Creator actually gave birth to "Himself" as "Himself"!

That's why the Father and the Son are actually one.

This ability seems to be a power that belongs exclusively to the gods, and if it is subdivided, it should at least have a sixth-order level beyond the limits of human beings.

But none of this information will help solve the immediate dilemma.

Gradually, Byron and Catherine could hear the whisper in their ears:

"O human! You have forgotten your true Father, your true mother, your true brother

It is not the dead who sleep in history, but even death in the sacred deep sea will be dissolved.

At the right time, the Great Being will come with the Age of Annihilation, take refuge, take refuge"

Seeing that in the dream world in front of him, a little bit of miserable white tentacles were about to lead the Blue Dragon King to show their heads.

Don't wait for Byron to make up his mind and make a choice.

Edmund Lancaster, who had been standing at the bow of the ship watching all this, decisively said:

"Byron, Catherine, let us go.

Byron, in particular, was so lucky that you were able to escape the Strait of Dover in the first place, and you can't gamble anymore and you can escape a second or third time.

Once the tentacles of the Old Gods are brought to their place, your entire international port will become its sacrifice, and even the anchor point for the future arrival of the Old Gods themselves. ”

Byron nodded hard.

But at the same time, [Jörmungad], who has been hiding in the shipwreck graveyard, has also made new moves.

Seeing that he was only one step away from the birth of the gods, he immediately picked up the magic book and blew a breath towards the entire international port.

Every sleeping resident, merchant, and sailor had an anchor chain attached to the gradually dividing octopus heir.

In the interweaving of dreams and reality, everyone who fell into a nightmare involuntarily emerged, and subconsciously grabbed the anchor link above their heads and pulled it hard for them.

Creak!

Creak!

The young Wanmin who successfully "turned the tables" was full of arrogant and malicious smiles again:

"These people don't wake up after being infected with coral disease, even if they are slashed and burned.

Bold mortals, you will eventually have to pay the price for your hubris, quack?! ”

Halfway through the laugh, he suddenly stopped dumb.

He was shocked to find that in his perception, an anchor chain had suddenly broken!

Then came the second, third, and fourth, and even the whole dream began to collapse in chains.