Mermaid Reef

Brazil, Thousand Lakes Desert.

The sea breeze from the Atlantic brought heavy rain, forming one after another turquoise lakes on the white fine sand.

They are magnificent and beautiful. Standing on the top of the dunes, you can see the crescent-shaped undulating desert, inlaid with large and small emeralds.

The "bottom of the lake" is covered with beautiful white sand, and the lake is crystal clear, so you can see the bottom at a glance.

After the abundant nourishment of the rainy season, green plants have grown sporadically in some places, but they are concentrated on the edge of the desert.

If you step on the sand dunes and walk into the depths of the desert, you can only see the fine white sand with no grass growing, and those "lakes" that are so beautiful.

In the eyes of human beings, this is a paradise in dreams and a land of miracles.

People living nearby thank the rich rainwater and worship the gods with the reverence passed down by their ancestors.

Moreover, this stretch of desert prevented the colonists from landing, and kept the place barely quiet.

Now the night is very deep, originally people should go to bed early and get up to work the next day, but today's atmosphere is unusual.

"...how could there be a red moon?"

"During the rainy season this year, a tornado suddenly appeared, and the house was blown away. The gods must be angry!"

The crimson crescent moon is like an ominous death ferry.

The moonlight shone on the White Desert, making people panic.

The baby is still howling, and the crops planted near the house are making rattling noises under the violent sea breeze. These ordinary sounds seem unusual under the blood moon. The more panic people feel, the more they feel Fear, and fear intensifies these negative emotions.

"Wait a little longer, it's almost dawn."

People comforted each other, looked at the blood moon outside the window with trepidation, not daring to leave the house.

At the end of the White Desert, the waves are rough.

A figure walked out from the waves, and there was no water mark on his clothes.

A light gray collared shirt, a dark pinstripe coat, and a simple bow tie tied with a black ribbon.

The sapphire cufflinks and the light blue eyes complement each other brilliantly, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly in the dark, and the moonlight only illuminates the outline of the side.

It's like a person who came out of a Parisian fashion magazine, or a character stuck in a black and white screen. He is handsome and elegant, but has a charming temperament between dark and bright.

Behind him, the sea water suddenly rose, and a giant whale floated out.

The huge body is like a mountain, and all kinds of gold jewels are shining.

Its long fins slapped hard on the shore, creating a strong vibration.

Those shallow lakes in the desert, which were as beautiful as jewels, all disappeared with a "puff".

"Don't hit, don't hit, I'm coming."

There was a small whirlwind at the top of the dunes.

A lizard with more than ten meters tall appeared on the sand dune.

It has a long tail, well-developed hind limbs, three pairs of forelimbs, and a circle of heads around its neck, about twelve.

It also has a pair of huge wings on its back.

It's not the membrane-like bat wings of the evil dragons in Western legends, but feathered and glowing white, much like the angel wings on the murals on the dome of the Holy See.

A halo of iridescence flashed as the wings were raised.

This is one of Typhon's incarnations.

It flew carelessly across the sand dunes, picked a reef that was pleasing to the eye, and looked at the giant whale in the waves.

"Have you found the repair material for Sable Island?" Typhon raised his six forelimbs and greeted enthusiastically.

The giant whale stared at Typhon indifferently.

If there hadn't been an accident, Gemil would never have brought Jason here.

This is where Typhon's real body sleeps.

If it weren't for an evil god lying under the desert, sea water, rainwater, no matter what kind of water can't penetrate down, how could there be the wonder of the Thousand Lakes Desert?

As the third "tourist destination" that was almost selected by Jansen, the scenery of the Qianhu Desert is spectacular, and sailboats can slide high from the sand dunes and then fall into the lake below.

The disadvantage is that there is an extra living evil god who can breathe.

The Desert of Thousand Lakes is not Sable Island, and the people living here are Typhon, not Gukeluo.

There's no way Gamir could drive Typhon away.

The strength of Typhon's real body is different from that in the dream, and even if he can fight well, he can't fight. This guy still has a bunch of allies.

Besides, the preciousness of Sable Island is the rock palace, and the landscape of the Thousand Lakes Desert will not appear until Typhon lies there. What do you see when you drive Typhon away?Do you want to lie down and recharge yourself?

Gemil was in a bad mood.

Typhon in front of him was one of the sources of his bad mood, and the blood moon was the second reason.

"Who are you looking for the new god of the Thoth family? Tonatiu is coming." The giant whale made a dull voice.

It sounded like thunder rolling across the sky, mixed with the roar of the waves.

In the eyes of the evil god, the light of the blood moon is the aftermath of the impact of layers of power.

Its existence clearly demonstrated the fact that this small celestial body outside the earth has become a battleground for two fully awakened evil gods.

Now that the aftermath has penetrated Earth's atmosphere, many humans who looked directly at the Blood Moon are hallucinating.

"Kukulkan has long since disappeared from the dream." Typhon sighed, saying that everyone was laughing at the cowardice of the Feathered Serpent, but it turned out that the one who knew Tonatiu best was still the Feathered Serpent.

Being able to escape from the mouth of the brutal Burning Sun God every time is a remarkable achievement. Kukulkan did not live in vain for so many years, nor did he waste those experiences.

Feathered Serpent God decisively chose to wake up, and only then won the chance to fight and survive.

Tonatiu did appear.

Typhon waved his paw, and immediately began to analyze the situation: "According to Kukulkan's personality, as long as he finds an opportunity to escape, he will immediately choose to leave the battle and flee to the earth."

At that time, the battlefield will move to the sky above the earth, and then a certain ocean, a certain piece of land.

Countless creatures will be reduced to ashes in the flames, and the monstrous flood will engulf all continents.

Typhon didn't care about the ants living on this planet.

But if they watched Kukulkan being devoured by the scorching sun god, they would be the ones who would meet the doom of death next.

Typhon didn't want to gamble on how many of his kind Tonatiu could eat to satisfy him.

What if the Burning Sun God wants to keep eating it?

"We must prepare for the worst." Typhon's voice boomed.

Jason took a step back as the whale enveloped him in waves.

"What do Typhon's words mean?"

Jason felt the terrifying pressure Typhon unleashed.

What's the worst?

Gemil replied in a low voice: "The real body wakes up and joins the battle."

Then it is not a battle between two evil gods, but a dozen evil gods.

Basically, it is equivalent to declaring the start of a mass extinction disaster for life on earth.

"...There is no other way?"

Jason didn't want to see human civilization disappear like this.

It was so sudden, like a favorite toy suddenly shattered, a beloved food disappeared.

Even if this room (earth) is completely preserved in the end, it is hard to accept the feeling of regret and disappointment when you look at the place full of good things and see it empty.

The giant whale turned into a cloaked shadow of nothingness.

Gemil gently stroked Jansen's wrist, shoulder, and head with his shadow tentacles... silently comforting.

At this time, the brightness of the blood moon began to increase.

Not to mention humans, even Jason has never seen such a "bright" moonlight, which illuminates the clouds in the night sky, just like a sun that has weakened its power.

If you don't pay attention, you may think it's the dawn and the night is about to pass!

Jason's face became ugly, and his human form gradually collapsed under the moonlight.

First hair, then skin, fingertips...

Black vines scrambled out, forming a defense on his body, resisting the terrifying power of the moonlight.

This kind of power has the greatest impact on the evil gods, followed by the evil gods' dependents, mutated creatures, power-stealing cultists, mystic scholars... As for ordinary humans, they just feel a headache or tinnitus for no reason.

Gemil quickly took Jason into the sea.

Typhon's avatar spread its wings, creating a small sandstorm.

It flew up in the raised sand, and its twelve heads roared loudly and loudly. Along with the flowing flames and stinky venom, a black swirling cloud formed in this sea area.

"Jieju—"

The people near Qianhu Desert were stunned by this terrifying sound.

The sound went straight into the clouds and spread in all directions.

***

"An abnormal shock wave was recorded!"

"Location, Amapá, Brazil!"

"The shock wave spreads to the Brazilian plateau and the Atlantic Ocean..."

The blood moon has put the two countries that already have artificial satellites in a state of high tension, and they have detected anomalous data from the moon again and again.

Satellites are not omnipotent, their data is delayed, and they must orbit.

While scientists in the United States and the Soviet Union were trying to get the satellites to collect more data, something unexpected happened.

"...It happened on Earth! This is the feedback value of air pressure!"

"No, we can't get more detailed data, the shock wave may still be strengthening!"

One call after another was dialed out, and one urgent message after another came in.

Under the blood moon.

On this blue planet, the evil god who woke up from the dream didn't rush to move the body, but first separated the avatar to respond to Typhon's roar.

"This is not an enhanced shock wave! Here... a new source has emerged in the upper Amazon."

"And the Brazilian plateau!"

"Australia……"

The screens in the control room suddenly went out all at once, and people stood up in panic.

Communications have been lost.

There was only beeping in the microphone, and there was a lot of noise on the other end of the radio.

The person in charge grabbed someone anxiously and shouted, "Where's the satellite signal?"

"...We can't receive it, only blurred fragments that are severely disturbed!"

When the sound was played, everyone immediately covered their ears and couldn't stand up.

This terrifying hallucination told them that the world was shaking and countless voices were howling.

Some people rolled on the spot in pain, and some fell into a coma.

***

"Ahhh-"

The helicopter pilot screamed in horror.

The plane spun synchronously and fell crazily.

Hans directly pulled away the redundant barrier between the rear cabin and the cockpit, including the seat, rushed over and pulled the joystick.

The plane stopped falling, still spinning askew like a drunk.

"Calm down, wake up!" Hans threw away the headset on the driver's head.

The little Tom also rushed over and turned off the radio.

The other team members hurriedly took out the items with the runes, and by this method, the people on the plane were barely revived.

After some struggle and hard work, the plane finally landed safely on a piece of snow.

Tom scrambled down and vomited frantically as soon as he reached the ground.

"No, until our people learn to fly, I swear I will never fly. The risk is too high." Tom gasped.

Hans staggered down, picked up Tom's coat and covered his head.

Hans himself covered his head tightly, took a deep breath, lowered his glasses with his fingers, and stared at the blood moon.

"..."

Hans quickly pushed back the glasses and fell headlong to the ground.

"Captain?"

"It's fine...I'm fine."

Hans struggled to stretch out one hand, barely stood up, his eyes were closed tightly, and two meandering bloodstains flowed down.

"Oh my God!" As a mystic and Hans' long-term partner, William immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Hans wiped the blood off his face, blinked, and looked down at the ground.

His eyes were red from a broken capillary, but the injury was fine, not serious.

"The very powerful power... must have come from the ancient gods. Fortunately, the moon is far enough away, so it is impossible for me to see the specific situation."

Hans took the rune crystal from Tom and brought it close to his eyes, sucked out a jet of black mist, and the crystal shattered.

"If I still want to die, I must not use the astronomical telescope." Hans frowned. This was his original plan, and now it seems that this is no different from courting death.