Deep Sea Statue

The fortress city is located on a cliff. Its structure is very unique. The whole city is based on the cliff. It is built from bottom to top. From a distance, it looks like a bird's nest hanging on the rock.

The building is brown-gray in color. In order to reduce the burden on the cliff, the building material is made of local stone. It is light and strong, but has only one drawback: it is a single color.

The streets of the city are steep and rugged, and few outsiders come here. Compared with the Siren City, the Fortress City is exclusive. As the natives, the Infinites do not need roads, and can move freely up and down with the ability to control storms.

During the busiest hours, the entire cliff would be shrouded in gray thunderclouds, which was a rare good weather for the Infinite Sky.

Lei likes to overlook the sea on stormy days. Storms are their cradle. But unlike the last century, the vast sky no longer flies over the ocean recklessly.

Pollution, monsters, mutations.

The sky is no longer peaceful for them, but these people with stormy blood flowing in their bodies still like to gaze at the sea.

"Lei, the troops have been assembled and are ready to go at any time."

Yun, the deputy, looked at the burly figure with respect. Only the strongest Wuyinzhikong was qualified to be called "Lei", which was the tribe's respectful title for the leader. Lei retracted his gaze. Wuyinzhikong was already tall, and his height reached an astonishing four meters. There was a faint flash of lightning between his eyes, which was extremely terrifying.

"After we leave, you must take good care of the castle."

"clear."

"Come with me."

Although the Expanse and the Sirens have always been at odds with each other, as the strongest defenders of the western coast, they have to rely on each other. Lei walked down the platform, and hundreds of Expanse warriors stood in the open space, waiting for the leader's call.

In the middle of the open space there was a stone statue several dozen meters high. If Mason were here, he would be surprised that its appearance was exactly the same as the sea god described by the Siren priest. Lei took the lead and beat his chest hard. Strong lightning flowed all over the stone statue, and a storm followed.

The warriors bathed in the storm were in high spirits. Yun stepped forward and shouted loudly: "For my lord, for the leader's ex-wife! This time we must defend the Siren City!"

The warriors responded with a deafening roar: "For our lord, for the leader's ex-wife! We must defend the Siren City!"

"What are you yelling about so violently?"

Lei kicked the opponent off the platform, and Yun smiled and floated up from below. "

Everyone knew that this leader had a love affair with the current Siren family. At most, he was just trying to please them, and getting kicked didn't hurt or itch, so it was nothing at all.

With his interruption, Lei immediately lost the desire to say anything else. He glared at his assistant fiercely and waved his hand, "Let's go!

Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the warriors leaped into the air. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and dark clouds gathered in one place. If you look down from the sky, you can see the violent storm blowing towards the Siren City at the other end. It only takes half a day to reach the destination.

Meanwhile, the wandering Bloodline warriors in the west have all received the call for the sheepskin bounty. Experienced Bloodline warriors have already arrived first, and the sea monsters going crazy has become a habit. The bloodline warriors who lick the blood of the knife are never afraid of death, but instead pursue the benefits brought by the monsters.

The sophisticated weapons of the Mechanical City were continuously transported to the Siren City, and sufficient personnel formed a defense line. In order to ensure the smooth progress of this battle, Mason decided to make a backup plan.

Three days passed in a flash. When the Moon Eye moved to the dome, bright light descended from the sky.

It is rare to have such a peaceful and harmonious night on the west coast. The ethereal singing sounded, and the whole ocean gradually became crystal clear. The azure waves were undulating, and the seabed more than ten meters deep could be seen from the shore.

Far away in the sea, the Lord of the Deep Sea slowly opened his eyes, the pits on the surface of his skin suddenly closed, and the sounds of chewing and swallowing were heard.

After eating the food nearby, He swam upwards. With a huge sound like the collapse of mountains and the crack of the earth, the Lord of the Deep Sea pulled himself out of the ground. It turned out that only less than one-fifth of his body could be seen. Millions of hands grabbed the creatures on the way and slowly stuffed them into the depression that served as the mouth.

A huge empty zone formed with it as the center. More monsters woke up from their slumber and followed it in the hungry search for food. Many monsters suddenly attacked their companions while swimming, and the injured were torn and devoured in an instant without leaving any residue.

Like a crimson wave emerging from the deep sea, they rushed towards the coastline. The first batch of offshore monsters had already arrived. While retaining the original characteristics of marine life, these monsters were covered with unknown horns and extra limbs.

Mason could hardly describe the reflection of those scales; they looked like oiled iron nuggets or copper coins. A giant octopus-like monster swam in the front, wrapping its thick tentacles around the harbor wall, trying to pull it into the sea.

"Attack—attack—!"

The wandering bloodline was the first to act. Arrows and shells rained down. Once they pierced the opponent's skin, they immediately caused an explosion, and the flesh and blood were tangled from the inside. The pain stimulated the monster's perception. The mechanical beasts bit the monster that approached first. It became an iron line of defense that could not be crossed.

Although they could not show up in person, the sirens still sang songs to summon their reliable allies. The sea beasts drew a silver torrent in the black sea water, and collided heavily with the monsters. The blood dyed the sea water dark red, and following the smell, more monsters fell into this carnival.

The head of the Siren family looked serious. She sent someone to interrogate the captured Black Mist believer, and under the interrogation of bloodline power, the other party finally revealed the truth.

The Black Mist followers had previously captured a number of monsters near the Siren City and sent them back to the Black Mist as experimental materials. Now there is only one base in the Siren City, and the other base is used to transport monsters.

The good news is that the Siren City does not have to worry about someone taking the opportunity to cause trouble in the city. The bad news is that the instincts of the gods are closer to those of beasts. When awake, the [Lord of the Deep Sea] will patrol along a fixed route and hunt during the patrol. It will only deviate from the original route when there is not enough food.

Unlike other monsters, the Lord of the Deep Sea never cares about humans, nor will he attack them. He is like an elephant that never cares about ants. He wakes up to look for food, and will go back once he has eaten enough. The real danger is his hungry followers. According to custom, the defenders will kill most of the monsters, and when the corpses are enough to feed the remaining monsters, the remaining enemies will naturally retreat.

Once food is insufficient, hungry monsters will launch a frenzied attack on the Siren City, causing even greater casualties to humans.

The head of the Siren family didn't smile at all as he watched the bodies of the monsters near the sea spread all over the ground. The attack of these monsters was too weak, abnormally weak. The Infinite Sky hadn't even made a move yet, and the wandering bloodline hired by the Siren City and mechanical weapons alone were able to resist the attack, which was obviously impossible on normal days, meaning that there would be very few bodies left.

The head of the Siren family looked at the tall man beside him and said, "I'm a little worried about the situation at sea. Send someone to take a look."

"Don't be afraid of anything. We'll beat them one by one. You sirens are just cowards."

Lei replied nonchalantly, and the other party gave him a cold look. Lei knew with his toes that this petty mermaid was holding a grudge. He tutted his tongue, turned around and yelled, "Didn't you hear what I said? Why don't you go!?"

The head of the Siren family sneered as she watched the two people flying into the air behind him. She knew with her tail scales that this brainless man thought she was narrow-minded. If she didn't need the help of Infinite Sky, she would have blown him away right now. No Infinite Sky could set foot in the Siren City.

At the same time, the sent Infinity rose high into the sky.

The storm became the best cover, they avoided the monster's eyes and ears, and flew skillfully to the distant sea.

The monsters rode the tide and rushed to the coast. When they surfaced, they set off a chaotic wave. The densely packed bodies were crowded together, almost melting into a dizzying green.

One of the spies quickly discovered the problem. He was a veteran who had supported the Siren City several times. He immediately asked in doubt: "Don't you think these monsters are too few?"

The other younger Infinity's eyes widened: "Is this not enough?"

"You haven't seen the previous ones. They use lightning to fry fish. You don't even need to aim. You just need to throw a stone to fry a group of monsters. Although there are many of them, they are still not as good as before."

During the conversation, a storm arose in the sea.

The two spies locked onto their target. No one could ignore such a giant beast. When it grew to a certain size, the shock it brought was incomparable. Thousands of hands broke out of the sea, surrounded by countless deep-sea monsters, vying to be eaten.

Just seeing his shadow, the two spies felt a buzzing in their heads and blood flowed from their mouths and noses. They hurriedly fled in the direction they came from, and only stopped when they could no longer sense the horrible breath.

"Damn, how come this guy came so quickly? We have to go back and report it quickly."

The older spy wiped the blood from his mouth and nose, his expression somewhat solemn.

After learning about the situation, the atmosphere in the Siren City became very tense. The Siren family let out a long sigh. From the moment they realized something was wrong, they felt that this time would not be an easy one.

"We can't let him get close to the coast, otherwise the ordinary people in the city will be contaminated. Let's start the plan."

The sirens moved quickly, and more sea beasts joined the battle. The Vast Skies rose into the sky, calling up a violent storm. Lightning and thunder, torrential rain fell from the sky, separating the distant sea from the near sea.

Several monsters climbed up the wall, and the guards quickly opened fire to kill them. As the attackers became stronger, a loophole appeared in the tight defense. An octopus-like monster took the opportunity to break in, and although the guards quickly killed it, it still represented a change from long-range combat to real gun combat.

This is a real battlefield. The cries and wails of human beings echo off the city walls, mixed with the roars of monsters, the sounds of breaking bones and roars.

The wounded soldier stabbed the monster's body with great pain, and the monster pushed it away. A shell hit its wound squarely, which was supported by the artillery. Without asking about the injuries of his comrades, the artillery hurriedly aimed at the next enemy. The wounded soldier covered his stomach and fell down with a pale face, and was caught by someone.

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

The linen-haired boy whispered to comfort him, and a faint green light shone from his palm. The soldier's injuries quickly stabilized, and he took him to the back. The medic who had been prepared for the bloodline took over the wounded, and when he was about to thank him, he found that the other party had quietly left.

A low-profile figure shuttled across the battlefield, rescuing the wounded in time. No matter what kind of attack, Mason could always dodge it in advance. The tracks of the monster's attack were extremely clear in his eyes.

Carrying the injured, he saw the siren maid fighting bloody battles, still refusing to leave despite being covered in wounds. She was the master's confidant, and a rare siren who could use pollutants to resist singing. Seeing that the opponent was exhausted, Mason flew a spore knife from his fingers and cut the throat of the monster behind it.

No one noticed this little incident, even the mermaid who was rescued thought it was a stroke of luck. She wiped the blood off her face, and then she saw the boy running by carrying the injured, and her voice was startled.

"Why are you here? It's dangerous here, get to the back!"

"It's okay, reinforcements will be here soon."

The wind brought a strong smell of rust. A monster took the opportunity to approach both parties, with its sharp tentacles close at hand. The boy did not show any panic on his face, only his voice was heard calmly by everyone.

"I leave it to you, Oreius."

At the same time, the tentacles touched the bloody fingertips.

The black door opened in midair, and a honey-colored hand stretched out from it. Blood dripped from the fingertips onto the monster, forming scarlet patterns on its body. The originally ferocious monster clung to the edge of the wall, becoming docile and quiet.

"It was a close call. I was almost late. Next time you encounter something like this, could you please let me know in advance?"

The teasing voice attracted the attention of the people around. The red-haired young man wiped the blood from his fingertips and his eyes wandered among the monsters for a few circles, showing the excitement of a hunter. The nearest siren felt a chill all over his body, and realized with fear how powerful the other party was. There are only two kinds of people who would show such an expression, either a madman or a butcher.

The young man bent his legs slightly, and with a powerful burst of muscle strength, he rushed over the city wall like lightning.

“Bang!!”

The monster that was climbing up was kicked out directly, and the guard only heard a word "borrow it." Then the spare long sword on his waist disappeared.

Oleus hooked his thumb across his fingertips, and blood dyed the blade red. One third of the long sword shining with holy light was entangled by thorns. The collision of red and white showed an almost enchanting beauty and...

Killing desire.

The red-haired young man stabbed the monster's head and continued to complain to the convener: "I'm not very good at group fights. Can't I ask the mechanic to do this?"

"You came faster."

"Ha, you have good taste."

Despite this, people around him saw the smile on his face.

It was like letting a wild animal out of the gate, recklessly enjoying the bloody fun. A faint laugh escaped his throat, making those who heard it shudder. People nearby spontaneously moved away from him, fearing that they would be dragged into it.

That's about it.

While controlling Oreius to kill many people, Mason concentrated on controlling Canaan in the deep sea to wake up.

The vision became dim, and the silver-haired young man felt a pain in his fingertips as soon as he woke up. Seeing him wake up, the treasure-hunting mouse let go and squeaked anxiously.

For some reason, the dead volcano was emitting flames, which were surging upwards. The monsters that didn't have time to escape were immediately burned to charcoal when they touched the molten lava. A closer look revealed that the molten lava was actually alive. When the liquid worms touched the living creatures, they would drill into the host's body and carbonize it from the inside out with the high temperature.

The silver-haired young man left the volcano in time. The originally dark and thick deep sea became clear and blue. The skeletons left by the monsters disappeared at a very fast speed, and a bottomless canyon appeared where the Lord of the Deep Sea originally lived. Most of the monsters around followed the Lord of the Deep Sea and left. Only a few were left fighting each other.

It was no problem for Canaan to deal with these monsters. He easily solved the obstacles and swam towards the deepest part of the canyon. The deeper he went, the clearer the melodious singing became. The singing was like a complaint and intoxicating. The language used was very unfamiliar, but it made the listeners unconsciously see pictures and understand the meaning of the songs.

This is a hymn that praises the vastness and tranquility of the ocean. Countless creatures live in harmony in the ocean, all pain is melted away in the ocean's cradle, and tired souls rest here.

The treasure-hunting mouse wanted to run down like crazy. If Canaan hadn't caught it in time, it would have flown directly into the mouth of some fish.

Fall, fall, fall.

The surrounding scene gradually changed, like a tunnel leading to an indescribable depth. Soft tentacles stretched out recklessly like sea anemones. Baby-like mouths grew on the surface, singing beautiful and moving songs.

Canaan continued to swim downwards, trying to break through the obstruction of the passage. The soft and slippery flesh walls kept contracting and squeezing, but were forcibly pushed open by Tianguo, protecting the master to safely reach the deepest point.

Passing through a thin layer of flesh membrane, the ethereal singing voice suddenly faded away, and what came into view was an extremely beautiful underwater garden.

From a distance, seaweeds entwine around sculptures, and brightly colored fish swim among the corals. There is no noisy sound of water here, only the quiet flow of water. Colorful conches and shells can be seen everywhere, and large pearls reflect soft light, adding a touch of brightness to the deep sea. Strings of bubbles float lightly to the heights, appearing quiet and beautiful.

But none of this can compare to the stone statue in the center of the garden.

His appearance combines the strength of a man with the beauty of a woman, his deep eyes look straight ahead, his hands folded in front of his chest. The missing sirens curl up beside him like babies, with a thin layer of water film covering their bodies.

Canaan immediately recognized the unconscious Sarah, who was closest to the statue, with a happy smile on her face. This scene was weird, harmonious and dreamy.

The film of water attached to the skin is soft and thin, reminiscent of eggs. The scene before our eyes might be similar to the hatching of young fish in unformed eggs.

At this moment, the singing stopped. The silver-haired young man raised his head and met the statue's gaze.

He was actually a living being, with eyes carved from stone that looked lifelike. At this moment, he slightly changed his posture, raised one hand, and made an inviting gesture.

"I never thought I could feel the breath of the gods again. God's favored one, you smell so strong, you must be the favorite of the gods. How is the world outside?"

"......"

The man stared at her with his eyes fixed on her, and responded with silence. The gardener ignored his rudeness and remained gentle.

"Please don't worry. I have no ill will towards you. I am the master of the sea, an ancient god. It was your aura that awakened me. Tell me why you are here."

"I came here to search for the missing Siren at the leader's request."

The silver-haired young man finally spoke, and answered in a dignified manner: "Many members of the Siren family suddenly disappeared, and the remaining Sirenians all forgot their existence. This caused serious consequences. After searching, I found this place."

The statue suddenly realized and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, this is my fault. These children came here in response to my call. I have exhausted my strength to suppress an evil god. Those children chose to stay here to help me. I have no ill will towards them. If you don't believe me, you can ask Anna for more confirmation. She will prove my identity."

When he entered here, he smelled the breath of many gods. It was incredible, so many gods

The mark on Canaan's forehead was red in response, as if it recognized the other's words. Seeing that he remained silent, the statue thought for a moment and said, "If you don't believe it, you can also ask Ando for confirmation. He is the eternal sun. The god of the scorching sun is a symbol of honesty and will never lie. I believe he will give you a satisfactory answer."

"I believe in your identity, but you may have some small misunderstandings about the current world. Whether it is the Moon God, the Sun God or other gods, they have all fallen over the years."

The silver-haired young man spoke in a calm voice, but his words surprised the statue. He asked, "So which god is in charge now?"

"The only god now is the Lord of All Things and All Powers. He is the descendant of the twelve gods."

The statue rejected it categorically: "It is impossible. Different paths cannot be integrated into one, just like water and fire cannot be compatible, and light and darkness cannot be integrated into one. The power of the twelve gods excludes each other, and it is impossible for them to leave a common offspring."

After He finished speaking, He paused as if He had thought of something: "According to what you said, there is only one way to do it."

"What can we do?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you."

The statue apologized, "Some things cannot be said, heard, or known, or they will hurt you. But don't worry, as long as you help me, you will know."

This guy is totally trying to get something for nothing. How can he let people work hard without any reward? The statue was a little embarrassed after sensing the look in the other person's eyes. He thought for a moment and said, "I'm not a liar. I can give you part of the reward first, such as the leaves of the World Tree."

He has the leaves of the world tree?

The silver-haired young man's expression changed slightly, and the water flow sent a few leaves of the World Tree to him. The latter looked at the stone statue deeply and accepted the leaves.

"make a deal."

Paying such a high price must be for something, and this must be dangerous. But the brave will die, and the timid will die hungry. The more leaves of the World Tree, the better, which will be a powerful tool to improve the background of the vest.

Seeing Canaan accept it, the statue heaved a sigh of relief. He had guessed right. The other person had the aura of the World Tree, so he would definitely need this.

"I chose to seal it here to suppress an evil god. Once I leave or disappear, he will break free and destroy this world. As time goes by, my power gradually weakens, and the evil god becomes stronger and stronger. If this continues, the evil god will break free soon. I hope you can destroy him completely."

"If even you can't kill Him, what should I do?"

"You need to destroy his heart. He will definitely try every means to tempt you to agree to his deal so that he can escape the seal. No matter how tempting his deal is, you can't agree to it. As long as you can hold on to the end, you will see the heart. As long as you destroy it, our deal will be completed."

The side of the statue opened up, and only the first two narrow steps could be seen. Canaan asked the statue to take care of the treasure-hunting mouse, and walked in alone. One step, two steps, and the third step suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings fell into bottomless darkness, and there was no light above his head.

The glowing flower vines illuminated the way ahead, solving the problem from the root. The other party seemed to see that he was not easy to mess with, the darkness around him gradually faded, and a voice rang in the young man's ears.

"Do you want to save them?"

What appeared before his eyes were high mountains, and at the foot of the mountains sat an isolated village. A priest in a black robe stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the vast mountain range. Canaan looked down and saw a pair of young hands.

This is the mysterious place he had visited, Nasir's residence.

As if noticing his gaze, Nasir, who was standing not far away, turned his head slightly and said in a cold voice: "What are you doing standing there? You should go back to study."

"Don't be so strict with the kid. It's still early. Constant studying will ruin your brain."

The blond knight standing next to the priest was trying to smooth things over with a smile. Seeing his friend's dangerous look, Christine quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Of course I'm not talking about you. Canaan is still young, he can't stay in the house doing research all the time."

As he said this, he winked at Canaan frantically, trying to get his help. Seeing this, Nasir could only sigh helplessly: "This is just the first time, it won't happen again."

"Canaan, why don't you thank your teacher? He promised to take us out to play!"

"Hey, when did I say yes?"

"Don't be so stingy."

The two sides quarreled childishly, and in the end, Christine won with his persistence. I'm afraid not many people can refuse this knight, and the one who is favored by the god of death is no exception.

A snow-white Pegasus descended from the sky and stopped beside the two men. The blond knight waved to Canaan, and the sunlight shone on them, warm and gentle.

"Come here quickly, Canaan, we are getting ready to leave."

Canaan quietly watched the two people arguing, the voice still whispering sweetly in his ear.

"Do you want to change all this? They are destined to die for something that is impossible to achieve, and only you can save them."

Endless power surged from his body. He could change the world with a wave of his hand. As long as he thought about it, he could make everything become reality. As this thought came to his mind, the scene in front of him changed again.

The kingdom of the gods stands on the earth, and adventurers are active in every corner, composing epics that will be passed down to future generations. Monsters and humans engage in brutal fighting, and people praise justice and hate betrayal. The gods raise their cups to invite heroes to the banquet.

He heard the prayers of all living beings, chanting His name. The sturdy centaurs were galloping across the fields, and the fairies and elves were celebrating under the moonlight. Looking up, he could see the bright full moon, a few birds flying across the sky, and the bards were sitting by the campfire, singing songs for the mercenaries.

That voice rang out again, saturated with sweet maple syrup, tempting people's deepest desires.

"You can have anything you want, as long as you let me out. Knowledge, power, wealth, status. The whole world will work just the way you want it. I can make anything you wish for come true."

"Don't believe the promise of the statue, dear master. How can there be such kind gods in this world? The gods are crazy. Every word they say is to eat you. But I am different. The devil is the most fair. As long as you take me out, I can give you anything."

The young man ignored the sound and walked forward without looking back. Flowers were blooming under his feet, and the road in front of him was full of prosperity and beauty. If he stopped and looked at it for even a second, it would make his heart flutter.

A bonfire was burning in the wilderness. Pika and the silver-haired young man were sitting beside the fire, and the goblin had a bright smile on his face.

In the sea of ​​flowers covering the entire mountain, Christine placed the woven wreath on the silver-haired young man's head with a mischievous smile on her face.

As he walked by, the scenes returned to their original state. Pika died alone in the village, the blond knight fought to death alone against the army, the death priest returned to eternal sleep...

The young man walked alone through the faded painting, and the people he met long ago remained in the past. His clear eyes fell on his back, and he vaguely heard Nasir's cold voice.

"Don't look back."

So, the silver-haired young man no longer looks back.

He passed through the vast battlefield. The corpses of the twelve righteous gods stood everywhere on the battlefield. The eyes of the God of the Sun were gouged out, and golden tears of blood flowed out of the hollow eyes. The Goddess of Beauty was silent, and the hands of the God of War could no longer hold a weapon. The face that always had a bright smile was covered with scars and filled with a tragic aura.

He stared at the young man, his mouth opening and closing, and scarlet blood in his eyes.

"At the end of the God War, the gods killed each other and the kingdoms of God were destroyed one after another. Without their protection, the door to the other side of the world opened wide, and the will conceived by evil crawled out of the womb and descended into this world."

"You can change all this, as long as you reach out to fate."

The bodies of the twelve gods shattered and turned into a huge tree. It was so majestic that its branches and leaves supported the world, and the stars flowed on the treetops. It was difficult for ordinary people to imagine its grandeur. A figure stood under the tree, his face blurred. Canaan clearly felt the other party's eyes falling on him, and he said: "You have the breath of the gods on you, it's pitiful, you need help. If you don't remove these breaths, you will eventually become their sacrifice."

The silver-haired young man stopped and actually spoke.

"What do you mean the gods are crazy?"

The figure chuckled. "First, you have to understand what gods are. Gods feed on human belief. Their forms and responsibilities come from human imagination. The common thoughts of countless people converge into the form of gods. When human thoughts are distorted, gods are also affected and become very dangerous."

"For example, the God of War who started the God War. The madness in people's minds turned him into a rampaging beast, and he started the God War against all the gods. Gods are noble, but their essence is just poor insects imprisoned by faith. After absorbing crazy faith, they naturally turned into indescribable monsters. No matter how normal they look, they can't hide the fact that they have completely collapsed."

"What about you? Who are you to say these words? Poseidon is a member of the original human race, what about you?"

"I am a smart one favored by God, of course."

Where there is good, there must be evil. If there is a god who gives everything for mankind, there must also be an evil god who fell in the beginning.

The wording used by the Sea God is very interesting. He said that he was sealing an evil god here, not a foreign god. In religion, such wording is usually quite strict. What kind of evil god needs the Sea God and two righteous gods to seal together?

The answer is a being who is of the same personality as them.

A pair of blood-red eyes appeared on that face. “He” giggled and gently tempted, “I know what you are thinking. Only I can help you. Not by tricking you like a devil, but by using the power of the World Tree to create a world as you wish.”

"Do you want to save those people? I can help you. You can change the fate of this world and make them happy forever."

"No one will die, no one will suffer. Stay away from those evil pollution. Most importantly, you can prevent your friends from suffering such a fate and make up for all the regrets."

If someone were to watch from the sidelines, they would discover that at the bottom of the tunnel there was a deep pool bubbling with bubbles.

The black mud inside was slowly moving, shrinking as if it had life. There was no end in sight, it looked more like a lake.

If we connect the young man's previous route, we will find that he has been circling around this deep pool until he finally walked into the pool and was swallowed by it.

As soon as he stepped into it, his skin and flesh were immediately corroded clean. The deep pool greedily devoured the opponent's flesh, energy, and even domain. A large amount of crazy gibberish filled his eardrums, telling things unknown to outsiders.

They sing the praises of the evil eyes that rise high in the starry sky, blessing the earth and the growth of all things. They sing the mysteries that dwell deep in the earth, and no one knows the deepest secrets. They tell the history buried in the deep sea, and those who pursue it will die without a burial place.

They whispered, they danced wildly, and they stuffed sticky notes into the heads of listeners one by one. They longed to hear the mournful cries of the invaders, and looked forward to seeing blood and melted viscera pouring out of the seven orifices.

But these whispers were doomed to fail. Even though the silver-haired young man was immersed in the illusion, the realm emitting pure white light still fought against them. The mucus squeezed the heaven unwillingly, wanting to drown it completely. The entire deep pool was boiling, and the sound of the heartbeat was deafening.

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound did not come from underground, but was made by the movement of mucus. The entire deep pool resonated with it, wrapping the young man into a ball.

It turns out that the so-called heart is this pool of water, and every drop of mucus is a part of the heart. With the erosion, the black mucus gathers into a human shape, standing on the edge of the deep pool.

The upper body is no different from that of an ordinary person, but the lower body is filled with flowing black liquid.

The face was indistinguishable from male or female, and looked very holy. There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and the emotion in his eyes was unfathomable.

Hiding the scarlet eyes, it was a face that looked exactly like the underwater statue.