Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

After several adjustments, with the combined efforts of internal and external forces, Herbert's body successfully entered the early stage of the high level.

It took a total of nine days, which was one twentieth of the half year expected by the Archbishop!

Twenty times the speed!

This was enough to make the Archbishop's eyes widen. No matter how optimistic he was about Herbert's potential, he dared not think of such an astonishing number.

In this world, no one can do such a miracle except those who are blessed by God.

So, is this really a miracle of the manifestation of God?

No, this is science.

A little bit of control variables, a little bit of scientific inference, a little bit of statistical analysis, and finally the best solution was selected.

If you learn math, physics and chemistry well, you may not be afraid to travel around the world.

But if you don't learn math, physics and chemistry, life will definitely be full of magic!

"Although there is magic in this world."

Herbert shook his head and prepared to walk into the barrier in front of him-the passage leading to the fifth area Aurora Sanctuary.

Previously, this signpost was occupied by the lava giant transformed by Flora when she went crazy, and was blocked by her after she fell unconscious, which hindered Herbert's progress in the prison strategy.

Now, he can finally continue to push the map.

But just when Herbert was making great progress and preparing to discuss with the young lady on the next level, he was stopped by Nenasha: ["I suggest you wait a moment."]

"Hmm?"

["I don't think you need to be so anxious now. The one inside is not someone you can contact now."]

Herbert paused and raised his eyebrows in confusion, saying: "Why, is she dangerous?"

["It's quite dangerous for you~"]

"Even if I have officially entered the high level?"

["Even so."]

Herbert frowned and fell silent.

He didn't think Nenasha would deceive him on such a thing.

If the danger was not great, He would definitely wait until he went in and suffered, and then taunt him like a female ghost.

He would take the initiative to warn in advance, which only meant one thing - the existence inside was really dangerous to him now.

"Can you stop it?"

["Me? Ha! What's your problem? Do you look down on me?"]

The God of Harmony sneered disdainfully, thinking that this was a provocation to Him.

Am I afraid of her?

["Go in! Go now! You must go in! See if I can stop it!"]

Herbert pouted secretly.

You see, you are so anxious.

I just want to ask, why did you break the defense.

"Then I'll take a look."

Herbert thought about it and decided to be a little dead.

"Just go in and take a look, light up a coordinate, and I'll just retreat directly."

Then, Herbert, who bravely advanced, really took a look... not a description, but a real physical look.

He saw an eyeball!

In the pure white space, a huge half-open golden eye hung high in the sky, and six pairs of black wings were floating around it, casting a solemn shadow.

! ! !

The moment he saw it, countless overlapping and intertwined songs rang out in Herbert's mind.

(Holy!)

(Holy!)

(He is one and ten thousand!)

It's a hymn!

But if you listen carefully, the lyrics are extremely blasphemous and corrupt, denouncing the corruption of heaven and cursing the hypocrisy of the good god...

What the hell is this! ! ?

Before his throat reacted, Herbert's body moved on its own, directly pushed open the door and rushed back to the endless maze.

And the next moment after he left, the dead eyeball slowly turned and looked at the place where he originally stayed.

Buzz——

There are countless overlapping and intertwined layers, and the hoarse voice with doubts and confusion echoes endlessly in the space.

In the end, the countless voices gradually turned into one.

"Follower?"

...

"Holy... Bah, what the hell is that?"

Herbert, who escaped from the dead, frowned tightly together, and now he still felt his head buzzing, as if someone was singing blasphemous hymns inside.

Holy!

[“Didn’t you see?”]

Nenasha was in a good mood, admiring Herbert’s frustrated look, and jokingly said: [“It’s an angel~”]

The two shadow tentacles overlapped together, as if they were folding their arms in triumph.

[“Hehe, it’s just a fallen angel who voluntarily betrayed the gods~ It’s not my opponent at all!”]

“…Is that the fallen angel?”

Herbert muttered, trying to recall what he saw and heard with the archbishop on the fifth floor before - he couldn’t remember anything.

That memory exists, but what he saw and heard at that time was covered with a layer of blurred shadow, and he couldn’t remember the details at all.

The only possible clue was that the archbishop patted him on the shoulder twice when he entered and exited the fifth floor.

“Blurring that memory, is it a kind of protection for me?”

In other words, that guy was enough to hurt me just by looking directly at me?

"Yeah, it really makes me lose my SAN."

But the giant eyeball with wings is not that scary, but her full-angle surround background music is really brainwashing...

After thinking for a while, Herbert decided to put it aside for the time being.

Anyway, the teleportation point in the fifth area has been activated, and he can teleport directly when he is strong enough in the future.

The temporary setback did not change Herbert's mentality.

"Since there is no way to attack her in a short time, let's ignore her for the time being and continue to move forward according to the original plan."

"The current strength..."

Herbert squinted his eyes, calculated the cards he could use, and nodded gently.

"It's enough!"

"The stage has been set up, and we are just waiting for the actors to come to the door... Hehe."

His eyes were deep, and he whispered to himself, as if he was talking to a close friend.

"You, please don't let me down."

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Age of Faith, October 1, 3017.

Full moon night.

Blood moon.

The usually bright full moon was stained with a layer of strange scarlet, like a creepy pupil overlooking the earth from the sky.

This is the night when evil power rises, and it is a carnival for the minions lurking in the dark.

They crawled out of the cemetery, flew out of the castle, crawled out of the dark sewers and walked out of the wilderness, dancing under the reflection of the blood moon.

The night of the blood moon is destined to be lively.

But these have nothing to do with the Misty Monastery.

The scarlet moonlight sprinkled, painting the appearance of the ancient monastery gloomy and terrifying, but it could not really change it.

This is the place where the gods watch, and it is also the place where the gods are on guard.

In this ancient building, time seems to have stopped long ago.

No matter how many years pass and dynasties change, this place has never changed, and it is no different from a thousand years ago.

It stands quietly, just like the ascetic monks who are silent here, fulfilling the promise they once made.

But tonight, this ancient building will welcome a group of special guests.

A group of uninvited guests full of malice, carrying conspiracy and blood.

They came here together, intending to break this ancient silence and drag this place into the night carnival.