Mermaid Reef

When those ferocious heads peeped into the dream, Jason felt the pressure.

When a powerful and strange kind appeared around, the evil god would instinctively feel disgusted.

This is a kind of early warning, and it is also a revelation of competition for survival. The evil god does not like contact with the same kind, unless it is a special situation.

Before Jensen could react, Gemil left the dream. Jensen saw a huge shadow roaring and smashing more than 20 of Typhon's heads, forcing him to withdraw his peeping gaze.

The yellow sand curtain took effect again, and the dream became secret and closed again.

The remains of the shipwreck floated and sank in the quicksand, singing the howl of death.

Jason glanced at the ruins.

Investigators are still trekking through that rock palace looking for clues, undeterred.

Fortunately, Gemil moved quickly.

The evil god will not be harmed by the shattered dream, but the human beings in it can't say it well.

There are less than ten living people on Sable Island. If something happens to Cindy, Jason will have to give up investigating this rock palace, and the damage here will deteriorate further. "Tourist Attractions" will cease to exist.

This will not work.

Jason's vine tentacles penetrated into his own different space, caressing the two sailboats placed there.

—as much as he loved this gift, he wanted Sable Island to remain intact.

Jason looked up at the sky, but the curtain of yellow sand obscured his vision.

For the stability of the dream, Jason had no choice but to sit here and worry about Gemil.

So the current situation has become: Gemil went to beat Typhon, Jason maintained the dream, and the investigators were exploring the ruins.

Every "person" has their own work, and they can't help each other, and they can only do it when they are in a hurry. This trend is very strange.

***

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Typhon ran away holding his head.

It's a pity that there are really too many heads, he can hold most of them, and there will always be three or five heads left.

Then these heads will be hit hard by Gemil.

was beaten badly.

In fact, with the strength of the ancient god Tifeng, it would not be so miserable.

It's a pity that this is the realm of dreams, and the Typhon who appeared here is just an incarnation of consciousness, not the real body. Typhon's biggest weapon, the poison, is completely useless, and it is useless in a fight.Typhon didn't intend to start a war with Gemir either, and he didn't call his children and allies to help, after all, it sounded too embarrassing for peeping and being beaten.

Run, but you can't run Gemil, the shadow incarnation with the gift of time.

"Why do you only hit the head?"

Typhon asked angrily, with one head hidden under the other beaten heads.

The body of the monster Typhon is also huge, otherwise how could it fit so many heads?But Gemil didn't even look at those parts, and just beat his head, eyes and nose, so that Typhon was so angry that he sprayed black fire from his mouth.

Gemil sneered: "You have too many heads, so you like to peep around."

"I'm looking for signs of Tonatiu!" Typhon said angrily.

"Ok?"

Gemil was surprised.

Looking at the surrounding void, it was far away from the dream of Sable Island, Gemil stopped.

The shadow switched to the incarnation of a giant whale, staring at Typhon condescendingly.

Instinctively, Typhon wanted to raise his head, but as a result, his head ached. He bared his teeth and said his doubts about the whereabouts of the Sun God, and emphasized that He "accidentally" discovered this special dream in the corner.

The giant whale flicked its tail contemptuously.

Gamir had heard about Typhon's bad habits long ago.

Every time Typhon finds someone of his kind doing that, he can't help but go over and peep.

No, He doesn't want to join, but wants to have a look at the method and summarize the techniques and methods.

Typhon never forced his kind to make a covenant with him, because under normal circumstances he didn't have to force it at all.

——An evil god like Typhon who knows everything, knows everything, and can give birth to excellent descendants with a covenant partner, is the first choice for finding allies no matter how you look at it.

Typhon didn't think there was anything wrong with his habits, after all, under normal circumstances, no evil god would care about being "seen".

Unexpectedly, he was beaten up by Gemil when he came up this time.

Typhon was both puzzled and angry.

"Didn't I see it when you blended with that new god last time?"

Typhon was talking about what happened in the Time Sewers.

In fact, Gemil covered Jensen with a shadow, and did not let Typhon see the "content" at all.

Typhon has too many brains, and his thinking is different from other evil gods. It is estimated that he doesn't care about clarity, as long as there are records of the blending methods. Maybe Typhon also has a handbook full of indescribable words, which are full of Typhon observed and speculated about the mating methods of other evil gods.

Thinking of this, Gemil couldn't hold back, and beat Typhon again.

"Stop hitting me, and call me Behemoth again!"

Typhon violently inflated his body several times, and all his heads roared together, "I didn't know that the dream was created by you, so I grabbed the outside and took a look, but I couldn't see anything clearly."

"You really didn't see clearly?" Gemil sneered.

"Okay." Typhon also knew that with so many eyes, no one of his kind would believe a lie.

"You are at Toth's house." Typhon asked suspiciously, "Is this a new way of blending? Why didn't I understand it?"

Would it be fun to do that in someone else's abandoned lair?

Typhon thought deeply, then should He try it next time, so who should he try?

"Let me take another look..."

Typhon found that Gemil's aura was more dangerous, he was not reconciled, and decided to expose the truth (Typhon's wild guess).

"The breath of the three evil gods in this dream, I only found out that it was you, Gemil, when I got here.

"As for what you guys are doing at Toth's house? Needless to say, I know...it's the breath of the newborn evil god. Your allies are just new gods. It's impossible for you to directly give birth to a descendant of the evil god! Even if you succeed by chance, you and the newborn God will also consume a lot of power, but you have no signs of this at all!

"Admit it, you discovered Thoth's secret!"

The giant whale stared at Typhon arrogantly: "What kind of a secret is this? An evil god was born in those abandoned experiments of Thoth. Everyone will know about this sooner or later."

"Ha, you admitted it! You admitted that you used Thoth's discarded experimental product made by the evil god as the embryo of the heir! Thoth's things are very dangerous, how did you have the courage to do it? Damn, you actually succeeded, let you An excellent offspring was born!"

Gemil: "..."

Gemil took a deep breath and decided to declare war on Typhon here today until all Typhon's allies were woken up.

***

The curtain of yellow sand trembled, and the dreamland shook slightly.

Jason stood up immediately.

He seems to have heard a terrifying rumbling sound. Is the fight outside so intense?

Jason carefully maintained the stability of the dream, his power spread, and soon extended to the other side of the dream, connecting to the reality of Sable Island.

"Ok?"

Jensen discovers that the real-world Sable Island has also changed.

There are several warships on the periphery of the island of death shrouded in dense fog.

Humans have discovered the abnormal situation on the island of death?

Jason calculated carefully, and it has been a day and a night since the Elizabeth ship had an accident.

Except for a ship that mysteriously disappeared, there was no response from the lifeguard station on Sable Island, so humans should know that something happened here.

It's just that a few warships were sent directly instead of rescue ships. This situation seems a bit strange.

Jensen withdrew a small part of his consciousness and "observed" these warships carefully.

"Snapped."

It was a very slight sound, so slight that other evil gods would not even notice it.

However, Jason is different from other evil gods. In order to track down Pastor Conor, he "saw" many secret sects.

These religious orders are spread all over the world, with different historical sources. Most of them are very weak and will only worship a certain evil god and his relatives. A few of them are as deeply hidden as the gray religious order in Venice.

These sects and secret groups will arrange some "warning" devices for self-protection, or to detect whether the "familiars of evil gods" have descended on the altar.

Jason doesn't need to get too close at all, sometimes a few more glances will make these runes shine desperately, breaking the so-called "sacred barrier", and then you will see the scene of occultists screaming in panic and cultists worshiping in ecstasy .

So this familiar voice let Jason know immediately that these warships are not that simple.

Sure enough, human beings not only knew about the accident on Dead Island, but also knew that it was related to "mystery".

——Did the power of the secret sect influence the human government, or did the human government win over the mystic scholars?

Jason was a little curious.

But right now he's not free.

Jason withdrew his gaze, and his separated consciousness returned to the dream state, waiting for the investigator to walk out of the ruins.

***

In the ruins, Cindy fell unsteadily on the sand dune, and the lighter flew out of her hand.

She let out a short exclamation, immediately controlled her body to roll in that direction, and narrowly grabbed the only lighting tool.

"Ok?"

Is there light around here?

Cindy fell into a passage, which was originally covered by yellow sand, and the entrance could not be seen clearly.

The walls are faintly shining, and there are pillars in the middle to separate them. I don't know why the stones are translucent, like strange big tanks, with many suspicious traces inside.

Cindy glanced away, tried to stay calm, and walked on.

Darkness fell again ahead, as the glowing stone vats were shattered.

With the help of the faint light from the lighter, Cindy saw flowing black stains, broken bones, and distorted lines on the ground.

It seems that a terrifying monster ravaged this passage. It broke through all the transparent stone tanks, ate all the things that could be used to fill the stomach, and savagely hit the walls and pillars here.

Cindy didn't know how strong this rock palace was and how much force it would take to break it, but these traces of destruction made her understand the horror of this monster.

Is the monster still here?

Cindy listened carefully, and there was no suspicious sound.

She held her breath, worried that the monster would suddenly rush out from a certain corner.

Finally, the exploration stopped.

Because the front has collapsed, I can't walk through it.

Cindy lifted the lighter carefully, and saw a huge crack extending from the wall all the way up, into the dark ceiling where she couldn't see it.

The traces here are the most obvious, almost clearly outlining the figure of the monster.

Its body is like a long tube, and it also looks like an enlarged centipede, with countless sharp claws on both sides of its body...

"what!"

Cindy clutched her head in pain.

An unfounded fear was eating away at her will.

Then a force quickly "dragged" Cindy out, she opened her eyes vaguely, but only saw the yellow sand that was constantly falling.

The dream is dissipating.

The warm feeling slowly returned to the body, and Cindy's eyelids became heavy.

"Cindy, wake up, Cindy."

It was grandma calling.

***

"She succeeded! Not only did she see the large hole that was destroyed on the top of the rock palace, but also the appearance of the new god!"

Jason was holding a small ball of precious memory light, which was obtained through the investigator's "connection".

After sending Cindy away, Jason held the ball of light and was about to give it to Gemil.

The yellow sand curtain disintegrated, and the rock palace disappeared.

Jason suddenly felt tremendous pressure. He stood in the void of the dream realm, like a person who opened the tent and came out, blankly facing the seven or eight projected incarnations of evil gods outside the tent.

In the next second, Jensen was engulfed in Gemil's huge shadow.

Facing Gamir was Typhon with a strangely shaped head.

Some heads were askew, others were flattened, and others were shrunk behind other heads.

"What's going on?" Jason asked nervously, running away if he can't, this is a dream.

Gemil caught the memory light ball and injected it with strength.

All the images that Cindy saw after entering the rock palace spread out slowly.

"What angle of view is this? So short?" An evil god complained in a low voice.

"It's human beings, the rock palace is about to collapse, we can't go in." Gemir faced so many evil gods, and his momentum was not at all inferior.

This memory is very long, but the thinking speed of the evil god is many times faster than that of humans, and the entire content is played at an abnormal speed.

The main thing is that Cindy entered the passage and saw the messy scene.

Finally, it stopped at the centipede-shaped body imprint that hit the wall.

"It is indeed a new god."

"Born from Thoth's waste."

"Typhon is wrong, what Gemil said is true."

The evil gods discussed in low voices.

All the eyes that could be opened on Typhon's head were rounded, he was not reconciled, wasn't this beating for nothing?

Behemoth, the giant beast, grabbed Typhon by the back and threw him to other evil gods, then lowered his head slightly, and said to Gemil and Jason: "Sorry, you didn't use Thoth's waste to give birth to the offspring of evil gods, did you?" Typhon was guessing wildly, and we almost believed it."

Jason was stunned.

What just happened?

This rumor is too outrageous!

Gemir said unceremoniously: "Let Typhon help me find this new god. It has absorbed the remaining power of Thoth. Its body is the best material for repairing the rock palace."

"You want to occupy the rock palace?" Bechymos asked suspiciously.

Jason suddenly took the initiative to say: "No, we just want the island to remain the same, it sounds very good."

Behemoth took another look at Jason.

"Wait!" Typhon struggled to stretch out his claws, "I'll help you find this new god, but you can't enjoy the repaired rock palace for yourself, everyone can use it."

Except for Jason who didn't understand what this sentence meant, the consciousness of the other incarnations of evil gods paused for a moment, and then left as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, are you all interested?"

Typhon stretched his neck and called out to his allies.

Bechymos walked up to Gemil and said in a low voice, "Hit whatever you want, it doesn't matter."

Anyway, in the dream realm, I don't feel bad.