Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 425 The Endless Nightmare (The routine is completely blown up, woohoo~)

Storms are tearing the sky apart.

Huge waves, tsunamis, countless monsters.

The heirs died like a wave.

Holding a blunderbuss and a sharp blade.

The legendary hunter looked desperately at the scene in front of him.

Iberia's marvels of marine engineering stand on a sea of ​​chaos, and lighthouses on man-made islands shine into the endless night.

The song of the sirens came from the distant island of Sicily. The heavenly singing voice made the passing sailors lose their minds and the ship hit the rocks and sank.

Harpies (ρπυια), the harpies, plunder ships in the storm, their presence is ugly and filthy.

Keto (Κητο), a symbol of the unknown land and strange creatures, led many children on the Great Channel and set off huge waves on the Red Earth Continent.

Phorcys (Φρκο/Phorcys), the husband of Ceto, the incarnation of the blue sea, they have many children, most of them are sea monsters, these monsters are collectively called "Phorcydes".

The New World is occupied by these monsters, and the great waterways opened by humans are occupied by them.

There are many monsters roaring in the Chaos Sea, endless...

They live in the Sea of ​​Chaos and rule the entire sea.

And in the sea, there are those perfect creatures that have reached a singular point of evolution—the heirs.

They are expanding like crazy.

Haihe's territory will still expand disorderly until it eats up the ocean.

The waves are fading.

Silence is coming.

Bazan thought so.

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"Close the electronic channel!!!"

"The electronic channel must be closed immediately!!!"

The vague vision in his ears constantly tortured Alvaro de Bazin. He touched his neck, scales, the power of silence, and the parts of his body that did not belong to him without being noticed. What is resonating with.

"With the help of the sacred blood of Termetheus, the heads of three filthy terrestrial infants, and the hearts of four evil men, in the name of the Lord of the Sea and in the form of the taboo name of the shark, the impure becomes essence." ·····』

"Thousands of terrestrials are equally filthy and unworthy of seeing the face of Termisus——"

"The air vibrates, makes sounds, finds patterns, learns language..."

"The language of 'human'..."

"Iberia..., there are a lot of blood flowing among them, they prey on us?" Demand us? 』

"Prey, that's right, you prey on me and I prey on you for the swarm." Everyone will merge into one and become one forever.』

"Iberia... is a companion..."

"So, take it all, knowledge, power, spirituality, flesh and blood... take it all..."

"Landerers, dirty...enemies...heaven!" ! ! 』

"Heaven...is an abyss, angels...are demons!" 』

"They...are the masters of the abyss"

"Kill the abyss, kill the heaven, kill the angel——"

The terrifying murmurs kept eating away at Bazan's sanity.

Deep in his comatose consciousness, there was some indescribable existence watching him.

His eyes are not visible eyes, His gaze is transmitted through the collision of thoughts and dreams.

The essence of this existence is the embodiment of chaos and disorder, and its whispers seem to contain all the crazy secrets in the universe. It is a sound that even the deepest darkness cannot completely cover up.

In the dream, he saw the black ocean, an ocean that was both empty and full of eyes. Those eyes opened and closed in the darkness, as if they were monitoring the process of his sinking.

He felt himself sinking, through the endless darkness, to the unknowable bottom of the deep sea.

A ray of light penetrates the deep darkness.

sun?

A fire that consumes the soul.

The scorching beam penetrated the dark curtain and kissed his skin greedily.

He tried to open his eyes, longing for the familiar blue to touch his soul,

But the black surge tightly locked its vision, burying hope.

"Close the electronic channel, please!"

The familiar voice of pleading sounded in my ears again, this voice was full of unspeakable sorrow.

"Shut up!"

A more intense voice sounded, filled with uncontrollable anger and disgust.

"Pedro Iberia, you should be ashamed of this name! You don't deserve to have the name of the great Iberia in your name!"

"Close the electronic channel? Do you know what big joke you are talking about? Just for your unrealistic reasoning, just for those aliens who don't know everything? I should really send you to the court of justice in heaven and let them Take a good look at you, this human heretic.”

"Listen, once someone starts looking for grand reasons for what he does, we should know that he has started to use it to honor himself. If in your research, we are only looking at those parallel creatures To perpetrate fraud, to mistake euphemisms for the Iberian Academy of Sciences for concealment, to ignore the warnings of the Kingdom of Heaven 0-13, then this research cannot be published here, and it will never be possible as long as I am here. !!!”

"I do not disparage mankind and human intelligence, nor do I regard the angels of heaven as the Almighty God."

"Some people think that the public wants the environment to be protected and humankind to survive, and that idealists who work for such lofty goals will be loved by the public. In fact, the public wants only one thing - them Live a comfortable and comfortable life for yourself.”

"Desire is the driving force behind the actions of all living things. This is true for humans. The same is true for the gods shaped by humans. The same is true for the Kingdom of Heaven!"

"This is the last time, Pedro, I say it again, you do not deserve the name Iberia!"

There was a violent throwing sound.

Subsequently,

Along with the shattering of glass.

Everything in the dream began to fall apart.

He lay down again, his body immersed in endless darkness,

From that day on, the caress of the sea disappeared from the shores of life.

Its skin is cracked, telling the torture of time,

The flesh and blood scorched hard in the sun, giving off the aroma of death.

At the dark edge of the abyss, countless heirs surrounded a huge monster.

It was a suffocating presence.

His huge figure loomed in the shadow of the deep sea, like a sleeping undersea mountain.

The creature's outline appeared distorted and uncertain in the dim underwater light, like an illusion shaped by endless darkness.

His head is broad and heavy, like a giant crocodile crawling out of the swamps of prehistoric times, but it also possesses strange features that surpass those of ancient creatures.

Five disproportionate eyes are arranged along the arc of the head, shining with strange light, like windows to the underworld, deep and cold, looking directly into the depths of the soul.

Each eye seems to reveal different knowledge. They are observing, judging, and calculating every action.

His body exhibits a disturbing five-point symmetry.

Five thick tentacles extend radially from the bottom of its torso, each covered with tendon-like notochords and suckers.

They dance slowly in the dark water, like five probing tentacles, invisibly tearing at the surrounding water. Their movements are both elegant and ominous.

The ocean itself seemed to give way as this monster, beyond all human reason could comprehend, moved.

His five arms are aligned with the axis of the tentacles, like cursed sails, capable of controlling ocean currents and storms.

Its ability to regenerate makes it unmatched in nature, and even the most ferocious predators dare not challenge its almost eternal vitality.

"Remember me."

"Free me."

"Eat me."

"There's nothing wrong with eating..., it's all about the group..."

“Above the stars, in the desolate lands of Mu, where silence buries the ancient voices,

On Pluto, the eldest son of Cthulhu rests on the summit of Yadis Go in the shadows,

Sleeping in the unknown giant stone fortress, exploring the infinite in your dreams.

The ancient earthquake awakened the ruins of the deep sea, and the waves danced with it,

Huge pieces of meat swelled in the moonlight,

Tangled with tentacles, seeing without eyes, hearing without ears,

Between the wrinkles and scales, moist breath condensed into fear.

The eyes that see him will freeze into a silent scream,

The immortality of the brain, sealed in the petrified limbs, the lamentation of the living statue,

Oh, great volcano king, you are the lone king of the invisible city,

In the waves, your image becomes an eternal damnation.

Even your reflection can imprison the soul of the viewer,

In the intertwining of light and shadow, we lose our direction,

In the ocean of silence, our dreams turn to stone,

Under your rule, all light will be swallowed up. "

"We are calling you from the deep sea, please work with Termisus to break all the blockades of the light of the abyss!"

The boundless ocean began to fall into silence, and Bazan was tired.

His heart is tired, his soul is tired.

In the darkness, he slowly sank his heart into the cold abyss.

He knew that the sea was dead, and so was his heart.

But he still longed to see the blue sea again at the last moment.

Return to Iberia again and return to the familiar windmill town.

In the boundless sinking, the light beam above became brighter and brighter, and the whispering and gibbering in the ears became more crazy.

They call that light - the light of the abyss.

He was very puzzled, since they were all called abyss.

Where does the light come from?

Just when he was almost desperate, an incredible beam of light suddenly cut through the darkness.

This light seemed to come from another world. It carried irresistible power and penetrated directly into the deep sea, pulling him up from the abyss of despair.

His body was pulled by a powerful force and rushed straight to the sea level, as if he was saved by the arms of the gods and escaped from the suffocating dark sea.

Led by the light of redemption, the man felt that he had floated into the real world again, far away from the indescribable and terrifying existence in the dream.

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[Torino Type I·Continuous operation——]

[Current efficiency: 10 to 14 billion Ether floating point operations per second (sane value preservation is in progress, please do not interrupt the supply of mythical factors)——]

[Load Meme vaccine plate CN-1000/KSC-174A]

[loading……]

[System abnormality detected. Fault unit number: 1485992-H-4910581]

[Repairing...]

[Detected the third self-destruct protocol being activated and started genealogy hacking——]

[155 faulty units detected——]

[Warning: The examiner’s sanity is about to collapse——]

[Start emergency repairs and start uploading (Heaven) sanity patch package——]

[355 faulty units detected——]

[Warning: The detector’s sanity system is about to collapse——]

[Sanity patch completed——]

[Forced logout from spirituality! ]

[Forced contamination formatting! ]

"ah--"

Bazin woke up from the indescribable nightmare and found that his body was sinking into a sweat-soaked sheet.

His forehead was like a furnace, casting fearful sweat, and every drop was like the essence of pain squeezed from the depths of his heart.

Those beads of sweat gathered into streams, constantly flowing on his pale and painfully twisted face, as if he was escaping from that maddening dream.

He stretched out his hand and covered his throat to suppress the vomiting feeling that made his stomach twitch with fear.

"Huhuhu——"

Bazin breathed greedily. Although there was no so-called oxygen in this area and his physical characteristics did not require it, he still wanted to take a big breath.

His breathing was rapid and irregular, like a soul trapped deep in a cellar, chased by unknown horrors.

"You seem to have seen something extraordinary while in [the state of spiritual vision]."

In this space, there is a voice, low and warm, like the gentle touch of the early spring sunshine through the cracks in the ice and snow.

Bazin sat up instantly, groping with trembling hands, trying to find his weapon.

At the same time, his eyes unconsciously looked towards the communicator of the sound.

In front of him, stood a young man. This young man's blond hair was shining like a gem, complementing his golden eyes.

He has a very handsome face and clear features. He wears a black top hat on his head and exudes the style of a noble man.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the three rings of light suspended behind him.

These halos are as pure as mutton-fat white jade, white and bright.

They make a unique sound, these rings emit a soft sound, like the gentle rustling of feathers in the breeze.

"Your level of pollution is really scary. If my [Crown] ether floating point computing power wasn't so much stronger, you might have died in the Hunting Hall Mausoleum on the spot."

Hearing this, Bazin subconsciously glanced at the [Crown] behind the opponent. The three pure white rings were making a buzzing sound similar to that of a computer fan dissipating heat.

"Who are you···"

Bazan looked at the blond young man, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but soon he suddenly realized something, and he subconsciously reached out and touched his neck.

There was a white bandage wrapped around his neck. As he pressed it with his hands, he could feel an obvious depression, with a large piece of flesh empty there.

The scales have disappeared... Bazin thought in his heart.

"You saw me then and kept hiding in the dark to observe secretly."

Xia Xiu did not choose to let the scene cool down. He also looked at the bandage on Bazan's neck.

That was the most polluted place, so when he was rescuing the other party, he chose to dig it out directly.

"If I hadn't forced you, you probably wouldn't have come out." Xia Xiu came to Bazin, took out two blunderbuss, one gold and one black, from the [Private Customization] space and placed them next to him, and then Said, "But I also understand that to be honest, with your previous level of pollution, ordinary crowned ones really can't save you."

"Now you can rest assured. Although the curse and pollution rooted in the bloodline cannot be eliminated, I have successfully eliminated the source of mutational pollution that caused your distortion. The elimination operation was successful. Your current sanity and state have returned to the level of a normal thaumaturge. ”

When Bazan heard this, the boulder of composure in his heart was finally put down.

Then, he stretched out his hand and took the handgun handed over by the other party. When holding the handgun, there was a moment of spiritual interaction.

He always felt as if his gun was "dirty".

For example, a gun is like a hunter's wife.

While you were in coma, your wife spent an unknown amount of time with the stranger Huang Mao.

When you wake up, your wife is still the same wife, but its internal structure seems to have been completely deconstructed and scanned by someone.

It just feels... weird.

Xia Xiu silently glanced at Bazan who had put away his gun.

Bazan's feeling was indeed correct. While he was in a coma, a certain golden retriever took two blunderbuss in his hands and used his big and abundant [Myth Factor] to scan them up and down, inside and out.

He cheated again... Oh, no, he secretly learned the art of Iberian gun fighting.

No, this is not cheating.

There is no charge for surgery.

"Now that you're awake, I just have a few questions to ask you."

Xia Xiu interrupted Bazan's observation of the opponent's gun. He asked Bazan with a serious face:

“Where is [the palm tree artificial base]?”

"Where are the people from the Kingdom of Heaven expedition team?"

"What exactly happened?"

"besides···"

"Do you know who Pedro Miguelset is?"

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