Chapter 76
Mier lay in bed for a while, but finally he couldn't ignore the current situation and sat up resignedly.
The first thing to do is to confirm the safety of your companions.
"Where are Rocas? And Inai, are they all safe?" Miel asked Cthulhu.
As soon as he finished speaking, before Cthulhu could answer, he heard a sound like glass breaking from the door.
Then, the somewhat dilapidated wooden door was opened from the outside with a creaky sound, and then an elf girl with long silver-white hair walked in holding the hand of a half-elf man.
"Brother, are you looking for me?" Ina said with an innocent smile.
Rocas bowed to Miel and said, "Master, I apologize for not being able to rush to your side immediately after the abnormality occurred. I caused you worry."
Seeing him, Miel breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you're okay."
Then he looked at Ina with a complicated look in his eyes: "Why did you also use the knocking technique to open the door?"
"Because it's faster this way!" Inai gave the same answer as C'thulhun. A different tone, but word for word.
Miel suspected that she did it on purpose, just to show her omniscience.
In that case, how about revealing a little more information?
"Why did the nameless fog descend on Moon City? You should know the answer." Miel looked at Inai.
Inai didn't answer. Instead, he let go of Rocas's hand and turned to the Shoggoth in the corner. He bent down and teased her, "Isn't that Shoggoth? Come here, come to me, suck on me."
Miel: “…”
The Shoggoth squirmed and shrank under Miel's bed, complaining to its master in a flurry of words.
"That's her."
"She told us the master would come."
"She has the scent of her master..."
"But she's not the master."
"Tickley."
"Wow, I was kind enough to tell you about Miel's whereabouts in advance, but you wouldn't even let me touch him? Bad dog!" Inai snorted.
Rocas closed the door and stood aside with a calm expression, pretending that Jurges did not exist.
He was well aware that his master was always trapped in the unknown. Even when he woke up early in the morning and opened the window, facing the thousands of colorful eyes in the black fog, he would just calmly close the window again.
Suddenly, Cthulhu extended a tentacle from behind his waist.
Inai quickly made a "stop" gesture: "Stop! Can you touch Miel's sister's head?"
Cthulhu extended his tentacle expressionlessly above Ina's head and poked the top of her head with the tip.
Inai: "..."
"I'm sorry, I'm just a little curious. Is this body an incarnation created entirely by you, or a body you've taken over?" Cthulhu retracted his tentacles. "The answer to this question will determine whether I tear you into pieces and piece you back together again. An omniscient being who can't answer questions has only one purpose left: to provide entertainment."
"You actually dare to treat me like a puzzle? After the fusion, your curiosity has grown stronger and your courage has also grown!" Ina smiled with interest.
Miel looked at her nervously, afraid that she would fight with Cthulhu.
Before merging with Hyrum, Cthulhu didn't dare to provoke Ina, let alone even reveal her real name, and would try his best to avoid conflicts with any unknown existence.
After merging with Hyrum, Cthulhu's mobility and courage had indeed increased. His strength must have also increased significantly, which is why he dared to threaten Ina like this.
But no matter what, Ina's true identity is Nyarlathotep, one of the three pillars of gods!
Just as Miel was hesitating whether to speak up to ease the atmosphere, Inai said, "Okay, okay, to prove that my existence is valuable, I can tell you some information, such as what the pool deep inside that factory is."
"What is it?" Miel really wanted to know the answer to this question.
He thought Ina would play dumb and play a trick on him, but she didn't. Ina answered seriously:
"That is Abhoth, the source of the unclean and the ancestor of evil."
"He is the creator of all 'evil demons,' or, in other words, 'abnormal creatures.' He cannot create life, but he constantly reorganizes the lives he devours, generating deformed and ugly creatures."
"Humans refer to these creatures collectively as the 'Sons of Abhoth,' or the 'Sons of the Unclean Ones.'"
"The children of the unclean will try to escape from Abhoth, but they will always be dragged back into the pool and eaten again before they can get more than a few steps away."
"Abhoth itself does not move. It remains in one place until someone, through some force, moves it entirely."
"His threats to humanity all come from the Sons of the Unclean he creates. These deformed and ugly creatures often possess powerful attack power and the instinct to harm and devour other life forms. Like Abhoth, they are unable to destroy life, body, or soul. They can only crush all of these things and become part of themselves."
"That's right, souls do have colors! Souls devoured by Abhoth are shattered but unable to merge, so they become fragmented and colorful. That pool that appears light gray to you is so stunning to Father Tyndall that words can't describe it. He must have wanted to dedicate that pool to his Lord, so that's why—"
At this point, Ina raised the corners of his lips, his smile tinged with cunning: "--Using himself as a medium, he summoned the dream into reality and let the black fog engulf the entire city."
Miel was stunned.
Ina means that the reason why the nameless fog descended on Moon City was because of Dindel?
Miel didn't connect the two, but why not?
Yesterday, Dindel begged him to give him some time, and today the black fog swallowed up the entire city.
But why did Dindel do this? And what is the relationship between dreams and the black fog?
"The Nameless Mist originally lived in the Dreamland?" Miel guessed.
"No, no, no, that's not accurate." Inai raised his index finger and shook it, saying "no." "The nameless mist, or rather, the unclean mist, Neogsoship, exists neither in reality nor in dreams, but somewhere in between."
"Brother, you're such a fool! He has appeared in your dreams many times, but when He really appeared before you, you didn't even recognize Him."
"He appeared in my dream?" Miel recalled his dream.
His dreams definitely did not contain those thousands of eyes that could not distinguish colors and only seemed extremely dazzling, but he did dream more than once that he was in a gray fog.
He thought that the gray fog was the domain of Atlachnacha, the spider god, the god that Dindel believed in.
So it’s not?
Rocas said that he once passed through the gray fog and arrived at the Dreamland.
Could it be...
"The nameless fog exists at the junction of reality and dreams, just like a fence that separates sheep from wolves, separating reality and dreams?" Miyer adjusted his guess.
This time, Ina responded with a smile: "As expected of Ina's brother, he's really smart!"
"Then I understand." Miel understood everything instantly. "In order to save the lives devoured by Abhoth, Father Dindel used himself as a medium to summon dreams to reality, so that those poor souls could find rest in dreams. The nameless mist served as a barrier between reality and dreams, and thus descended into reality—no, actually, right now, we don't exist in reality, but at the intersection of reality and dreams."
Ina raised his hands and clapped his hands: "Brother found out about this, brother is awesome!"
Miel was not at all happy to be praised by her like this.
However, after understanding the whole thing, Miel knew what to do next: "Cthulhu, take me into the dreamland. I want to find the priest, stop him, and wake him up."
Tyndall seems to regard the soul as more important than life. He is not too sad about the passing of life, but he is heartbroken about the disappearance of the soul.
But this is not right.
No one wants to go to hell after death, but not everyone desires to go to heaven. There are also many people who do not want heaven to exist and just want to live their lives to the best of their ability.
Therefore, no one's life or living can be considered as the price of saving the soul.
Involving the entire Moon City population in order to save the soul in Abhos is definitely problematic.
"Okay." Cthulhu stood up and walked towards Miel, reaching out to pick him up.
Ina teased with a smile: "You have completely become my brother's mount."
"Whatever you say." Cthulhu gave her a cold look, then said to Miel, "The entrance to the dream world has indeed appeared in reality, so we don't need to fall asleep. I can take you there directly."
"Are we going out?" Miel said, feeling uneasy. "Each black dot that makes up the nameless fog seems to be an eye. What will happen if I breathe these eyes into my lungs?"
Cthulhu: "Believe me, He wouldn't want to be in anyone's lungs... But I won't let Him touch you either."
After saying this, Cthulhu spread his blood-red membranous wings, and a dark water shield appeared, covering him and Miel.
Miel calmed down and said, "Hmm," to Rocas and the others, "Stay here until the black fog disappears. Don't go anywhere."
"Yes, master." Rocas bowed.
The shoggoths squirmed out from under the bed and responded in a flurry of voices.
Ina smiled and responded, "Don't worry, brother. I will take good care of your cats and dogs for you."
Miel said nothing and let Cthulhu carry him out of the hotel.
Along the way, the two were surrounded and stared at by thousands of colorful eyes, but they just stared at them without any intention of attacking or blocking them.
Cthulhu carried Miel back to the abandoned factory and flew into the depths.
Deep in the factory, which should have been dark, there was a dazzling white light.
It was definitely white light, but in Miel's perception it appeared as brilliant colors.
A ripple of colorful white light formed a curtain that stood over where Dindel had last knelt, obscuring the massive form of Abhoth.
There were several monsters wandering in front of the curtain. They had human-like bodies, with a very strong upper body, but hunched like an old man. A pair of human-like eyes emitted a faint light, and the mouth part was more like a wolf. The blue-black skin had a rubber texture.
"They're ghouls." Cthulhu stopped in front of the curtain and introduced them to Miel. "They are one of the inhabitants of the Dreamland. They feed on corpses, but they also attack the living."
Miel: "As long as the entrance to the Dreamland exists here, they will continue to flow from the dreamland to reality, right?"
Cthulhu: "See if this place attracts them."
Miel: "Then leave them alone and find Dindel first."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Cthulhu said, and then he hugged Miel and plunged into the curtain formed by colorful white light and entered the dreamland.
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