Chapter 601 Shadow Tent
“In view of this encounter... probably, I don’t want to die suddenly and inexplicably one day, and before I die, I haven’t had time to do certain things. Even the people in the abyss Another thing I have, I want to have it too.”
(Tap the window glass twice with his fingernail)
“Me. In fact, I have secretly imagined these scenes, and in the fantasy, the other person is you.”
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A very intellectual way of showing love.
Oh no, more appropriately, it should be a flyer invitation.
She also said:
"Although it is a soul... I can still feel your touch. I seriously ask, can the soul be revealed?"
"I can try." Milo blinked.
Emma also blinked.
The latter expression probably means - still need to try? After sitting here and watching for so long, can your soul wonder if you don't know what you are thinking?
"Then...there is one more question."
Emma paused for a few seconds, her eyes sliding over the bandaged areas on her arms and legs, and then asked Said: "Would you mind if I look scarred?"
Milo did not speak, but stretched out the back of his hideous-skinned hand and waved it in front of Emma. After being soaked with the blood of the Dream God Horthus, the skin cracks on his arm became clearer and more terrifying than before.
Emma soon showed a relieved smile after seeing it.
He then said:
“The last question, well, it’s not really a question, it’s just a request... it’s just, can you be gentler? Don’t be as rude as the guy inside.”
< br>"Do you want to salute each other before we start?" Milo smiled.
Although she was still talking nonsense, Emma's breathing had become much faster than before: "Is this some kind of fixed ritual before your evil gods do bad things?"
Milo shook his head: "I'm just talking nonsense. La."
"Then when are you going to hold me tight?"
"At your service, ma'am."
"Shut up."
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The pair in the living room.
“Dear, did you hear any strange noises?”
“No, all I heard was your voice.”
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At the same time.
The waking world.
No, to be precise, it is a certain time and space node in the waking world.
This is still the Raleye of the ancient times, also called Luoyan City.
The sky-high buildings that shielded the city from the scorching sun's radiation had completely collapsed, and endless heat waves poured into R'lyeh, evaporating everything.
And that terrifying fight has come to an end.
The result of the collision between the strange will from the sky and Cthulhu was a terrifying hot storm. In this storm, countless star dependents were buried, and compared to the former, their limbs were The more vulnerable snail people were completely extinct.
Claude and Raven have already disappeared.
Gone are the hybrids and the hunter Munguia.
And just as Crowe said, Rebecca also made her own choice.
She did not follow the path of hatred. Although she was very sure that she could save the raven's life, in the end she did not take a step in the direction of the raven's departure.
Between revenge and protection, she chose the latter.
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In the air, the higher order duel did not affect Rebecca and the half-melted snail study behind her.
But that doesn’t mean that she has never faced fatal threats at all, even when Milo gave most of the power of his physical body to Rebecca.
The threat does not come from the sky, but from the smoke spreading from the corners of all the surrounding buildings, from the mysterious and forgotten angle of time and space.
Yes, the dogs of Tindalos are on the move again.
These filthy, indescribable creatures are in a state of hunger and thirst all the time. When any lower life violates the order and travels through time and space, they will follow the traces and hunt them down without stopping.
The abandoned and decayed incarnation of the famous Yog-Sothoth was dragged into the angle space by these hungry dogs and devoured before it was completely born.
This city of Raleye, fixed at a certain point in time, seems to be waiting for the arrival of this day.
It is waiting for the visit of a group of uninvited guests, who will bring near-destruction to R'lyeh, and will also attract the hounds of Tindaros to completely wipe out their traces.
Even Rebecca, who has mastered Milo's killing ability, cannot help but be eroded by fear when facing the hounds that slowly poke out from the shadows.
After all, Milo cannot transfer the instinct of devouring fear to anyone, and the pursuit of the hounds of Tindalos is a completely different concept that cannot be explained or countered by combat power.
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Just when the dogs surrounded Rebecca and the broken building behind her and were about to launch an attack.
A person who has been offline for a long time suddenly appears.
That was He Fang, the high priest from the Oriental Swelling Daughter Monastery. He opened his hands toward the dogs of Tindalos and recited some ancient spell in a very high-pitched voice.
The strange combination of syllables intertwined together seemed to form the form of a ballad, but the language was so ancient and obscure that it even gave the impression that it was a madman humming incoherently.
But the dogs understood.
The outlines of their bodies that were immersed in the space and constantly changing shapes, as well as their fangs and claws, slowly retracted, waiting for the chubby human to "finish his words."
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This strange communication ceremony lasted about ten minutes.
The dogs did not attack impatiently, but they did not retreat either and kept wandering around.
It seems that He Fang and the dogs have reached some kind of agreement or consensus.
After the chanting, He Fang slowly turned around to look at Rebecca, and said this sentence in human language:
“This is the will of the ancient mother. , from Fu Xingzhi Chaos! ”
A very free and easy smile appeared on his face.
Then he raised his hands again, raised his head and shouted to the sky:
“Thank you and praise the great Msisha!”
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As soon as he finished speaking, people around him The densely packed hounds completely swallowed him up and tore him into pieces. Embracing the order from angle time and space, He Fang was instantly crushed into pieces.
After that, the hounds all returned to the angle space and time contentedly.
This is the consensus reached by He Fang and the hounds.
And the rumored hunting attitude of hounds towards time-travelers does not seem to be entirely true.
Anyway, the hound retreated inexplicably.
As for He Fang, who was torn into pieces, he was completely relieved before he died, as if his mission for this trip had been completed, without any emotions of unwillingness or regret.
However, Rebecca couldn't understand what He Fang said at all. She couldn't even understand the last two sentences he said in human language. It's not in her knowledge base.
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After the dogs of Tindaros retreated.
Raleye seemed to have temporarily regained his composure.
Or, to be precise, R'lyeh has been buried.
The buildings in the entire city were melted, and almost all the water evaporated. The hot sand was swept away by the strong wind, burying the last remaining outline of the city.
There are very few things that can be seen in the vast desert.
In a trance, Rebecca saw the huge gray-white monolith that was not completely buried on the desert slope. The hot sunlight shone on the monolith. Even though it was far away, she could still see it clearly. The carved hieroglyphics and the outlines of the deep divers on it included a huge creature that was worshiping by the deep divers and was killing whales with their bare hands. At this moment, Rebecca already knew that the huge creature depicted on the monolith That is Dagon.
Coincidentally, it didn’t take long before Dagon really appeared on the side of the monolith.
It hugged the monolith with its huge scaly arms, making a low sound like thunder.
There was not a single figure visible in the desert, but there were some voices in Rebecca's ears that were amplifying rapidly, as if tens of millions of people were chanting and swearing in unison. It was the triple oath:
"Ia! Dagon! I solemnly swear that I will not hinder or inform others of the Deep One's actions. If I abandon this oath, I will be shunned by others, and I will be judged as a person unworthy of Dagon's favor. , and accept whatever punishment is prescribed, even death!”…
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The sun, the desert, the monolith, Dagon.
Isn't this scene the same illusion she fell into when she first encountered Dagon at sea?
But Rebecca didn’t know it at that time, but what she was stepping on was Raleye who was buried in the yellow sand.
Little did he know that there was Milo lying behind him.
By the way, Milo!
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She woke up with a start, and the oaths of the Dagon Secret Cult that lingered in her ears completely disappeared.
Looking back again, Rebecca was shocked to find that the half-melted snail study was almost completely buried by the yellow sand.
She dug anxiously and frantically in the sand.
......
Fortunately, it is a shadow-level living body after all. It can survive falling into the void, but how can it be killed by mere "suffocation".
But Rebecca doesn’t know this.
She fell into endless self-blame.
She knew how risky it was for Milo to hand over his body to her. Even if she mastered part of Milo's power, Rebecca might not be able to guarantee his safety 100%, at least when he was surrounded by hounds like just now. She may not be able to cope with the situation.
And if after the hounds retreated, just because of her momentary trance...
That is absolutely unacceptable, and she will never forgive herself.
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What a waste of energy.
Finally, Milo was dug out of the yellow sand.
So, for the first time, this tough-minded lady from the law enforcement team hugged the "corpse" like a little girl and was at a loss and about to cry.
I suddenly looked up and found that Milo's pants were holding up a tent.
“shit!”
(End of this chapter)