333. Martha and the lake monster
"Road..."
Sean's mouth opened for a moment, and then it was forcibly closed by a strange force,
"Don't pronounce it," Dean mentally steadied Sean's mouth and turned to Camody, "I always thought he was just a mythical being. ”
"Most of the legends are based on reality, but there are differences." Carmody said in awe, "Our Lord is not an angel who has fallen from heaven. When he was at odds with God and the rest of the so-called gods, he was met with hostility and stigmatization of believers. ”
"The world despises Him as an evil heresy, a source of confusion, pain, and sin."
"It's not just my lord, the lord of beasts, and the lords of multiple hells who have had similar experiences, which is why they have become enemies of God. But they have a dislike for each other and find it difficult to cooperate. ”
"And every great being who has been branded as a sin has different rules to condense a unique Celent rune."
Dean rubbed his temples, so except for Paphers, Leviathan, and Lucifer, all the gods representing the seven deadly sins exist? Or is it some kind of higher being, and the Celent rune is a symbol of their power?
"What differences do they have with God and the gods?"
"Believers, sentient beings, this world, outside the world." "I don't know the specifics, you have to go and ask Him personally." When you worship Him religiously, perhaps He will answer your questions. ”
Dean shook his head, showing the parchment in his hand,
"There's already a High Being watching me (Bafflean), I'm not interested in provoking another one, but to get back to the point, what's the use of this Celent rune?"
"It represents the seal," Carmody said, looking at Dean and Sean, "it can cut off the nocturnal species and the Hellish Monks from the gods, seal their power, and let their bodies and souls fall into the world." ”
The power that the Seal Dependents inherited from the gods?
Dean muttered, "How do you use it, take this parchment and recite a spell?" ”
"The most important thing is the six-winged rune in the middle," Carmody's eyes sparkled with a certain expectation, "You only need to refer to the parchment, practice the rune diligently, and within two weeks you will understand the spell and mind projection of the rune." ”
Dean raised his left eyebrow and said repulsively, "There are no sequelae of practicing like this?" ”
Camody's face was flushed like an overdose of banned drugs, "Not counting the sequelae, the power of runes comes from the gods, and communicating with them day and night, your heart will naturally move closer to the gods, and no one can resist the 'temptation' of sublimation." ”
"You mean, if you use this rune for a long time, you will degenerate into an arrogant dependent? Like you, racking your brains to worship Him by all means, to the point of insanity? Dean glanced at the spider lobsters that had been crushed into meatloaf, and suddenly understood what Carmody had planned for them.
"Fallen?" Carmody glared at Dean in displeasure and said sharply, "Believing in God is what it is right, light and just?" Is it depravity to believe in the rest of the gods who oppose them? ”
"Then your vision and insight are too short-sighted."
"My lord lives outside of reality, but I have never been like the evil gods in the alien dimension who forced me to kill, do evil, and spread faith on His behalf, nor did I promise countless empty promises with ridiculous canons like God, so that believers can waste their lives in the rush of never being favored by God. Our Lord has given me many gifts to live a long and healthy life to live to be two hundred years old without illness or calamity. ”
"You're two hundred years old?" Dean and Sean looked at the old lady's face carefully, no matter how they looked at it, they were no more than seventy years old.
Camody clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked reverently at the misty sky, "I was born in 1778 and have lived alone for too long, so occasionally something goes wrong with my emotions. I am so grateful to my Lord that I can only offer Him an evil thing once in a while... As a symbol of my piety. Is this what you call a fall? ”
Dean fell silent.
And Sean suddenly spoke, "I think I understand, your gods do not have an obvious bias towards good and evil, and only believers who borrow his power can do evil and do good." ”
Camody turned his anger into joy and nodded appreciatively at him,
"Good understanding, boy, you are a good seedling, and if you are willing to turn your back on the Lord of Midian, and turn your back on our lord, he will be happy to accept you."
The corners of Sean's eyes twitched stiffly, not daring to speak.
"It sounds like a deal with a demon." Dean said jealously,
"No, my lord will not write down a protocol full of traps for believers to sell their souls." Camody shook his head, "The only thing He needs is piety, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive your own heart." ”
"I can't do it." Dean, who would never be devout to a god, lowered his hand holding the parchment, "It seems that this Celent rune is useless to me. ”
After a moment of silence, Camody said with regret, "But the transaction has been settled, and there will be no returns." You have nothing else to do, please leave. ”
Dean turned to look at the thick white mist, "You're alone in the mist?" ”
"My Lord will bless me." Carmody looked down at the two of them, her claw-like hands stained with the grey blood of spider lobsters, and began to outline a circular circle around the two huge meatloafs, and circles of black light radiated from the circle that hooked up her short and fat body, and she seemed to dissolve in the darkness.
"Leave, and when you become proficient in using the power of the Celent rune, I will greet you on behalf of my lord."
……
The fog shifted, as if a milky curtain had been drawn.
Dean and Sean leave Carmody with Barty, a ghost floating in mid-air.
The "Blood on the Lake" progress in the system has jumped from 82 percent to 90 percent, and the event would have required bringing Martha's killer to Camodi in order to obtain the Celent Rune.
But the Celent rune has arrived, and the mission objective has been achieved ahead of schedule.
"Do you know how I'm feeling right now? It's like listening to the whispers of a madman," Sean's face turned green with fear, "The various gods and demons in the legend actually exist. ”
Dean looked solemn, "There are many unsolved mysteries hidden in this world, and the gods are also one of them, if you can not provoke them, it is best to never intersect." ”
Sean asked, "Then can this Sirent rune still come in handy, there is a risk, but if you give it up, this trip to Pier Town will be in vain." ”
"Stay as a backup. Camody describes arrogance as unrequited and generous, but gods are never philanthropists and don't give power in vain," Dean shook his head and handed the parchment to Sean, "To borrow the power of arrogance means to bond with it and leave hidden dangers." Therefore, this Celent rune cannot be used unless absolutely necessary. I'll leave this one to you. ”
Dean's God's Perspective has recorded the rune patterns in their entirety.
Sean put it away closely, his throat squirmed twice like a knot, and he couldn't help but ask something else, "Do the townsfolk in the police station really care, they can't deal with the fog at all." ”
Dean paused as he walked and turned his head to look at Sean calmly, "They call you a monster, they reject you, they hate you, and you don't mind at all?" ”
Sean sighed, "I thought about it for a long time, and their behavior was normal, but when I saw a friend suddenly become a monster, I couldn't accept it for a while..."
"You're the softest-hearted werewolf I've ever seen." Dean had praise and ridicule in his eyes, and Sean was uncomfortable, "But the monsters near the police station have already been cleaned up, and they won't be in danger for the time being, let's go, and they will survive the rest of the difficulties themselves." ”
Sean no longer retorted.
……
The mist lingered.
Dean and the two follow Barty, a ghost in mid-air, through the ruins of buildings to find Marsha.
During this time, they encountered several grey widow spiders like hounds on the street, but as soon as they approached Dean, they seemed to smell the horror of the death of the Queen of the Mist from him, and let out a baby's sobbing scream, and the eight limbs pressed down against the ground and did not move.
It was then frozen into several lumps of ice.
"Proficiency gain has been drastically reduced again."
Dean shook his head regretfully, when fighting lv5, one gray widow could provide 2 points of proficiency, but after increasing to lv6, neither of them could increase by 1 point.
Experience has been reduced by at least seven or eight percent.
He simply began to brush up on his long-range proficiency and followed the ghost around the long lake, entering the place near the shore of Shiling Town.
Shot Lv5 (60→70/700)
Shadow Lv5 (280→290/700).
……
The levitating Barty suddenly stopped at a distance of one meter from the ground, floating like a flag.
Dean and Sean leaned over to observe, and there was a whirring sound of the wind blowing through the curtains, and there was an infighting among the Children of the Mist not far away.
More than thirty white ghost flying saucers floated in the air, and the thin layer of body first spread out, and then shrunk into an umbrella shape, spitting out wisps of white mist like a gossamer towards a bulging monster in the center of the encirclement.
The monster resembled a large mutated octopus with a radius of more than seven or eight meters, floating in the mist. The ovoid head has two wet black eyes, and its slippery body is covered with a thick black soft body, swinging countless fat wrists and feet.
These wrists and feet are inlaid with a row of sharp small hooks on each side, and the bottom is grinning with flesh-colored suction cups with fangs, like hundreds of pouting mouths, with the waving wrists and feet, tearing and biting the ghosts that besiege them.
The wrist and foot rotation makes a whirring sound of breaking through the air, easily smashing the concrete floor, plowing out the ravine, and pulling down the cement power pole.
Dean who was watching pondered that even a level 4 spider lobster could only be entangled in the face of this misty octopus monster.
But the ghost's body switches between gaseous and liquid, and is directly immune to the astonishing power of the misty octopus, spitting white frost around the octopus.
The octopus slower and slower its wrists and feet, as if it had been stuffed into an ice vault and frozen.
Less than a minute.
It was frozen into a glittering ice sculpture and fell to the ground.
Then the largest ghost floated in front of its eyes, opened its body like an umbrella, and emitted a huge suction, sucking out a translucent octopus-like soul and sucking it into its body.
Close, digest for a moment.
It opened again, spewing out a small, floppy, fist-sized ghost.
It's like a jellyfish cub.
It swung around twice, floated behind the big ghost's ass, and joined the group.
A strange light flashed in Dean's eyes, "A group of level 2 creatures actually preyed on a level 4 creature and transformed it into the same kind, the food chain of the misty world is very rich." ”
He muttered.
The group of ghosts sensed the movement, formed a circle like lightning, and spun in the air and pounced.
Dean has five fingers around him,
The spinning ring crashed into an impregnable wall of telekinesis, shattered to pieces, and fell into the invisible telekinetic shroud.
Whew-
Temperatures are rising rapidly.
The fog was torn apart by flames, and hundreds of fireballs the size of soccer balls hovered to the outside of the shield, aiming for a bombardment below.
The ghosts felt the scorching threat of the flames, and the rats shrank inward like cats, lying motionless on the ground.
……
"Barty, go talk to their leader." Dean said to the ghost in front of him, "Hand Martha to me, and I'll spare them for the time being, or they'll all turn me to ashes." ”
Barty hurriedly flew over and circled around the leader a few times, his body changing several forms like plasticine, communicating in their own unique ways.
The giant ghost glanced at Dean from afar with a fearful look, and when he turned around, a petite ghost flew out of the group.
The little black eyes are full of confusion, as if the time of transformation is too short, and the memories of being a human have not been fully recovered?
Dean beckoned to move the little ghost into his palm.
Soft, lightweight, and hardly any weight.
Both in appearance and touch, it looks like a little jellyfish, just dumb and silly.
Dean gently peeled off a piece of liquid from her body and stuffed it into her mouth to lick her memories, and a piece of childhood images of Pier Town, Madame Medina, Billy, Wanda, and so on came to mind.
"That's right, this is Marsha."
One night ago, Martha was waiting for a lake monster by the lake, only to be attacked by a misty ghost, sucked her soul and transformed into her kind.
"Don't be afraid, Martha, I'll take you to meet your best friend, Light Blue."
Dean said a few words to the shadows hovering in the mist in the distance, telling it to continue to watch over the ghosts.
Then he took Sean and Marsha, opened the space node in front of him, and jumped out of the node leading to the lake monster two kilometers away.
……
Two figures suddenly appeared in the cold long lake, and the one on the left raised his hand to release a small white ghost,
"Light Blue, I brought Marsa as agreed."
A humming sound came from the bottom of the lake, and a large expanse of transparent water condensed into a lake monster with a turtle's back and a snake's neck.
It swooped in on the little ghost and circled around a few times, staring at each other without blinking.
It's not as big as one eye.
And the white and soft appearance has no resemblance to the porcelain doll-like Marsha in her memory.
But when the lake monster looked at it, the sense of familiarity and tacit understanding from the soul rose spontaneously.
Woo-buzz!
The lake monster let out a cheerful cry and stuck out its chubby tongue to lick the little ghost.
The latter's body was full of excitement, and the chaotic memory seemed to come back to life, and the black eyes the size of rice grains stared at the familiar big man in front of him, revealing a look of joy, and then spread out his body and pressed against the lake monster's nose.
Two strange figures, one big and one small, buzzed and screamed, and played in circles in the water together.
The dark atmosphere of Long Lake became cheerful, and the icy water of the lake also had a hint of warmth.
Dean in the telekinesis shield stared at this scene with a relieved expression, but Sean next to him had a complicated expression, only feeling that his companions around him were more patient and tolerant of monsters and aliens than humans.
Also at this moment, the progress of blood on the lake in the system jumped to one hundred percent.
"Light Blue, there's bad news for you," Dean couldn't bear to interrupt the beautiful scene after two minutes, "Martha can't get out of the fog for long, she must return to the lake right away or die." ”
"No... Don't leave..."The lake monster rushed to Dean at once, his slippery head arching in his arms, "Help me... Companions are not separated... Together with Martha forever..."
"I'm sorry, I can't do anything this time."
"Help me... Please... Anything willing..."
Would you like anything?
Dean stared at him, thinking of the scene he had just encountered when the ghost race hunted misty octopuses, and hesitated to transmit his mind,
"Even if you leave your favorite Long Lake, enter a completely strange world, change your fragile body, and live a life of fear, are you willing?"
……
The lake monster twisted its slender neck, looked at the back of its buttocks, and played with its little ghost with colored tail feathers, his eyes full of affection, "As long as I am with Marsha, I am willing..."
"Turn your body into a stream, make it smaller, and come with me."
Dean slowly opened the spatial rift in front of him, and returned to the ghost clan with Sean, Martha's ghost, and the lake monster.
(End of chapter)