Mermaid Reef

When the earthquake happened, Colonel Stanley's ship was still more than ten nautical miles away from Puerto Montt.

It is inconvenient for their warships to enter the bay directly. Under normal circumstances, they need to notify the port and send a smaller ship for them.

But now being followed by the "fly", Stanley decided not to go around the corner, and directly ordered the lifeboat on the ship to land in Puerto Montt.

"...You must bring your weapons. The city after the earthquake is not safe, and invisible demons are entrenched in people's hearts." Stanley's adjutant found the atmosphere too dull and tried to joke.

But no one laughed.

The atmosphere in the cabin became more rigid.

Stanley leaned back on the chair, propped his forehead with his hands, and beads of sweat rolled from his forehead.

Professor Moore sat beside him with a dull expression, like a puppet that lost its soul.

The adjutant wanted to say something, but the ship suddenly tilted, and everything rolled down in one direction.

Tables and chairs are fixed to the cabin floor, but things like coffee cups, pens, and maps are not, and people can't nail themselves to the ground.

"what happened?"

These were the last words uttered by the adjutant.

A metal nail flew in from outside the cabin and hit him between the eyebrows.

There were screams on the outer deck, some people were swept away by the waves, and some people, like the adjutant, were stabbed to the body by the metal parts of the ship that suddenly disintegrated.

This heavy ship was "supported" by the force of the waves to fly, and then rolled bizarrely, rotating 360 degrees.

This has gone beyond the scope of wind and waves, and it is not an earthquake or tsunami. It is more like a devil stretching out an invisible hand to fiddle with a warship. The sea is just a basin of water.

"Beep, beep—"

The sound of various instrument failures came and went.

There was an explosion from somewhere.

Stanley grabbed the table legs, his body was hung upside down in mid-air, and soon hit the bulkhead heavily due to the tilt of the ship.

In the confusion, he heard Professor Charles laughing, a desperate but relieved laugh.

Like a man waiting for his boots to hit the ground, the torture is finally over.

"No!"

Stanley growled angrily.

A gambler sitting at a poker table will never admit that he has lost all his chips when he is fighting hard.

"I met the devil in the North Pole... I met the devil on Sable Island... The submarine was destroyed, the warship sank, and I survived! It's not over yet!"

Stanley's roar echoed in the cabin, but his roar was instantly drowned out by the roar of the waves.

The waves receded slowly, and the ship was lying on the sea, beyond recognition.

Stanley struggled to climb out of the cabin, with a strange laugh in his throat, as if celebrating his survival again.

He saw several corpses floating over the side of the ship, as well as the British Union Jack.

—The devil has eliminated Stanley's rivals.

Stanley almost laughed out loud, when he felt a burning pain in his body, he lowered his head in a daze, and found black bone spurs protruding from his skin.

He seems to have become a hedgehog, or a ridiculous sea urchin.

Stanley saw the soldiers looking at him in horror, they picked up their weapons and pulled the trigger...

"No!"

Stanley's eyes went dark, and he suddenly found that his palm was stuck in the young soldier's chest, the hot blood, and the madly beating heart between the ribs.

He completely turned into a monster!Stanley thought bitterly.

His speed was faster than bullets, his palms and fingers "melted", turning into a whole bone plate, with sharp edges that could easily cut bones and cut muscles.

His sanity is gradually being swallowed by chaos and madness...

More bullets sent Stanley shaking from side to side.

"Snapped."

There was a soft sound, and black raindrops fell on the deck.

Gray smoke rose, and there was an extra hole in the deck.

The soldiers didn't notice this episode at all, they only had the deformed monster in their eyes.

Stanley was different, he felt boundless fear, he screamed and backed away desperately, looking around but couldn't see where the enemy was.

The soldiers who attacked him thought that the weapons had played a role, and fired even more frantically.

Following his instinct, Stanley rushed into the cabin, with a group of soldiers behind him.

...the number of pursuers decreased silently.

Black rain fell from the sky on a person.

This person disappeared in an instant.

The flesh and blood disintegrated, and the bones melted.

The man was turned into a wax figure, and the wax figure was placed in the fire cellar.

At the last moment of life, the expression was distorted, and the face was like a broken mask. As the "collapsed" body slowly descended, it turned into a pile of sticky mud in the blink of an eye.

Also "melting" was the ship.

The speed at which steel is corroded is 1 minute slower than that of flesh and blood.

Many people don't even know what's going on as the sea comes in from all directions.

"Rain...it's rain!"

Stanley was talking to himself, his eyes glazed over.

He saw a black rain fall on the surviving ships.

The "rain" stinks badly, and the sea water has been dyed a terrible color, and it looks like the legendary river Styx.

There are corpses floating in the river, no, not human corpses, but boats.

Corroded to eerie wrecks, the ships slowly sink in the Black River of Hell.

There are all corpses in front of him. Stanley doesn't know where Moore is, but he can be sure that everyone will die.

The warship has been torn apart and is about to fall into the sea.

At this moment, the pitch-black sky suddenly lit up with a blinding red light, and Stanley saw a huge blurry figure rushing towards a high mountain, flapping and biting.

The mountains... no, that's the devil, right on top of them!

The black rain is the blood that falls from the wounded devil.

Stanley's eyes burst first, then his entire head, and he fell into eternal darkness.

After losing his head, his deformed body can still move, twitching and expanding, as if to become a weirder monster.

"Snapped."

A larger piece of flesh happened to fall down.

Stanley's body "melted" together with the remaining ship.

***

Leviathan's tail flicked wildly.

More than a dozen time chains were broken, and Leviathan's body surface also had deep and visible scars.

Scattered pieces of meat and muddy black blood kept pouring out like a rainstorm.

This is the flesh and blood of an ancient god, and its pollution is terrible.

No tangible matter can escape the fate of melting.

The range where the black rain falls has become a completely dead domain, and there will be no life at all, including microorganisms that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Jason avoided the stinky black rain, and he found that the time chain disintegrated several times faster than the repair speed.

"Not good! Leviathan is going to run!" Jason said anxiously.

Gemir gave up the chain of time, wrapped in vines and drifted away.

"Let him go, we should change the battlefield to the universe."

Jason also knew that this continent would not be able to withstand a long period of tossing, but moving the battlefield did not necessarily mean he had an advantage.

"...If Leviathan enters the universe, the first thing he does is swallow the earth."

"What if his mouth can't get close to the earth?"

"what?"

Jason was confused.

At this moment, he saw Xiz bite Leviathan's neck tightly.

The positions of the three heads were very accurate, one left and one right, and the other bit his chin, Leviathan frantically shook his head.

Xiz swung his wings, and his claws dug into the folds of his skin, hanging firmly on Leviathan's body.

Leviathan finally broke free from the chain of time, and he paid a huge price.

The flesh wounds are only superficial, the key point is that those wounds on the tail are still affected by the "speed of time", and the movements are slow, unable to cooperate with other parts of the body.

If you continue to fight with such a stump, it will undoubtedly affect your flexibility. Leviathan simply "broke" his tail.

Although the abandoned body has the thinnest tail, it is still huge from a human point of view, exceeding 500 meters in height. When it falls on the ground, there is a phenomenon of alienation in an instant—the limbs abandoned by the evil god will become The dependents of the evil god may not possess sanity, and their power is limited, but they will still obey orders like a part of the evil god.

Jason has such a few dependents, which are in the shape of vines.

Yes, one of them was taken by Gemil in 1927.

When these vines were hurt, Jason also felt it.

They are only a small part of Jason's body, and there is basically no possibility of mutation. The tail in front of him is different.

It quickly differentiated into a head and limbs, the bloody wound squirmed, and the bones turned outwards, becoming a strange lizard covered with white bone armor.

The ground where the lizards were entrenched quickly froze, forming black spikes. These were weapons made of Leviathan's flesh and blood, and now they became the lizard's natural lair.

"..."

Jason felt that he understood Typhon's mood when he saw the sun god Tonatiu.

What if my attack style is similar to mine?

According to legend, Leviathan is a huge monster in the sea, and water has always been his weapon, no matter what form it is.

"We should go, leave this to Hydera." Gemil said.

Jason looked up, and sure enough Hydra came with his brothers and sisters.

Not only the ones I saw last time, but also Typhon's children who are not evil gods, the number is as large as dark clouds floating in the sky.

All kinds of wings, different numbers of heads, coupled with grotesque bodies, it is simply a party of monsters in mythology.

They have a bad temper, and some of them are biting the monsters next to them while flying.

"Well... Typhon has some children who have no brains, so we should go." Gemil reminded again that if they continued to stay, they would be regarded as enemies to attack.

Because the order they got from Typhon was to attack the same kind, attack all the same kind that are not brothers and sisters.

Now they are even beating their brothers and sisters, and they can barely maintain a neat formation, all thanks to the presence of the evil gods of Hydra, Chimera, and Schirra.

Jason quickly retracted the vine tentacles.

"You're right, let's go."

If it wasn't for the wrong scene, Jason suspected that he had returned to the London railway station in the nineteenth century.

Those begging homeless men and peddlers peddling their goods frantically rushed over, fighting each other while running, and everyone wanted to grab the front position.

Jason was standing in the crowd, and the crowd automatically avoided him. Jason saw a few inexperienced foreign tourists behind him who were almost carried away by the crazy crowd on the spot.

Jason couldn't help asking, "How many children does Typhon have?"

"I don't know, no one knows the answer except himself." Gemil replied.

After all, among the evil gods who chose to leave the earth, there are also Typhon's allies. Who knows if they have any children and how many they took away?

This is not counting those who died halfway, those who were eaten by Tonatiu, and those who were inadvertently killed by other evil gods...

Jason decided to put the problem aside and stop thinking about it.

He floated high into the sky with Gamir's shadowy avatar, getting closer to Leviathan's deformed head, ready to support Typhon who was fighting hard.