Chapter 570 Destiny


Chapter 570 Destiny

Scholars who have delved into the mysterious field have speculated that there is an awesome and magnificent cycle in the universe, and that our world and human civilization itself are just a short moment in this cycle.

Perhaps this is not a secret to Shadow, who has already touched the taboo.

But for those weak souls living at the bottom of the order, the only evidence for this statement are those ancient things that have survived, or are buried in the deep crust or submerged at the bottom of the deep sea, and where In the more ethereal dream, there is a brief resonance and dance with those ancient times that are considered taboo.

Among them, the vast majority of mediocre souls can no longer remember what they have witnessed after waking up from their dreams. There are only a handful of people who have a wonderful fit with ancient things. They will put themselves between wisdom and madness, and no one knows what kind of state it is.

Such people often suffer profound pain that is unimaginable to ordinary people in the waking world. The kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, almost destroying their bodies, but also uses grief to carve patterns on their mediocre souls that do not belong to them. And this is the fundamental reason why those eyes from above will stay on them for a moment longer.

However, this moment can still be fatal to an ordinary soul.

The fatality referred to here is the shock and horror caused by witnessing or listening to those horrific truths that have not been modified.

But if there is a special enough creature around you, as a shadow, he is above the sequence, and most importantly - feeds on fear.

Then all the above-mentioned "laws" will begin to undergo a series of wonderful chain changes...

What Milo heard in the jungle was a string of ancient spells.

In the many "elective" books he has read in the past, he has learned about this ancient spell.

That sentence - "Ph'ngluimglw'nafhCthulhuR'lyehwgah'naglfhtagn!"

The translation means: "In the mansion of R'lyeh, Cthulhu sleeps Waiting for you to dream."

At this point, Milo gently pulled the reins to stop the horse and opened the map he bought from the town earlier.

But what he was looking at was not the detailed description of the Pohnpei Peninsula, but the back of the map, which marked the approximate longitude and latitude of the sea area where the Pohnpei Peninsula is located.

It turns out that this is indeed one of the closest landmasses to the legendary lost country immersed in the sea.

It’s no wonder why you encounter the Dagon Secret Cult and deep divers on the shortest route from the port of Nanwei City to the Pohnpei Peninsula. It seems that all the mysterious elements in the ocean are related to the illusory elements. The dream's underwater mansion has an inseparable connection...

...

The whisper of ancient spells came from the dense canyon forest ahead.

The sound itself does not show any eerie feeling, but the obscure and frustrated syllables naturally make people feel disgusted.

When he was besieged by deep divers in the forbidden sea, the giant beast hidden under the sea was the creature Rebecca saw in the illusion. The message it sent to Milo before it finally receded was - "When you are in the sea, you must respect R'lyeh, no matter who you are."

Although there is a language barrier, the will is infallible.

Milo understood that this was probably some kind of exhortation or warning from Dagon.

It can also be simply understood as the behemoth speaking harsh words.

It’s just that what Milo didn’t expect was that he would be related to the deepest and ancient realm in the ocean so soon.

Before that, the only time he had directly seen a huge figure from the sea was when he and Imnar had their first head-to-head confrontation. He glimpsed the scene on the distant sea level from the Church Bridge. The tentacles and A terrifying scene of flesh-winged, sky-blocking things.

But what is certain is that everything Milo saw at that time was an illusion created by Imnar. In short, it was fake. It could not even be considered a fractal imitation, just like Libei The desert fantasy that Ka falls into is the same truth.

Maybe this time, Milo can meet the real master of Raleye...

...

Because obviously, those spells that were not concealed at all came from The indigenous reservation - that came from the Iloa forest.

It is difficult for ordinary human thinking to correlate all known things with each other, so they can only emphasize the content they think is important in a repetitive way, just like the murmur of a mantra that is constantly repeated in the reservation at this moment. Until one day, when these disparate pieces of knowledge are pieced together to reveal a horrifying panorama of the real world, and the Whisperer's own terrifying place in this composition, a fatal pre-apocalyptic madness will ensue.

But those miserable souls who no longer have any hope in the real world no longer care about this.

What they are looking for now is a more illusory and illusory salvation.

There is no need to consider whether you can withstand this so-called salvation.

To put it simply, when there is no longer any place for them on the land, they can only place their hope on the bottom of the sea, the country where the ancient sleeping gods are rumored to live. There, they can regain their freedom.

Or, end your own pain in madness.

Similar emotions have been seen by Milo in the descendants of the conquerors. The difference is that the survivors in the restricted area still retain the will to fight, while the souls on the reservation have lost that part of their will. .

……

If the shadow of devouring fear had not appeared today, the last remaining reservation on the Pohnpei Peninsula would have been wiped off the map.

Maybe this is the mystery of fate.

Milo, following the breath of the psychic, arrived at the reservation at this moment.

He took out the metal wine bottle from his arms and weighed it.

Compared with when he came out of the tavern not long ago, the weight of the wine bottle at this moment was obviously much heavier.

"What the old witch said is true. My instinct is to eat fear..."

"But why did I scare so many eternal residents crazy that time at Celephasis? ?”

“Forget it and study it later.”

The aura of the visionary became stronger and stronger.

And not long after, Milo discovered that a heavy weapon in his coat was glowing with a strange blue light.

It was the sickle weapon that was used by Milo on the cemetery battlefield and was taken to the abyss. It belonged to the hunter Munguia. Later, the blade of the sickle was stolen by the foodie Wendigo. A gap was gnawed out.

At this moment, the blade of this strange weapon that was folded and hung together with the crowbar on Milo's waist from another dimension was emitting a familiar cold blue light.

Could it be that its owner Munguya is nearby?

But that's not right. Milo was very sure that the aura of spiritual vision he smelled did not come from Munguia.

He has not dealt with many visionaries in the waking world. Each of them has distinct characteristics, and it is absolutely impossible for Milo to admit his mistake.

Without a moment’s thought.

Milo dismounted and walked on foot.

Because ahead is the deep canyon depicted on the map. The Iloa Forest is located deep in the steep slope. The dense tropical things fill the canyon and lead directly to the coast on the east side.

Soon, Milo, who was traveling between dense forests and vines, saw the white fireworks mentioned in the rumors that could move quickly in the dark night.

(End of this chapter)

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