The storm is tearing up the sky.

Huge waves, tsunamis, and countless monsters.

The heirs died like a wave.

Holding a blunderbuss and a sharp knife.

The legendary hunter looked desperately at the scene in front of him.

Iberia's marvels of marine engineering stand on a sea of ​​chaos, and lighthouses on man-made islands shine into the endless night.

The siren's song came from the distant island of Sicily. The heavenly singing voice made passing sailors lose their minds and the ship hit the rocks and sank.

Harpies (?pπuia), the harpies, plunder ships in the storm, their presence is ugly and filthy.

Keto (Κηto?), a symbol of unknown land and strange creatures, led many children on the great channel and set off huge waves on the red earth continent.

Phorcys (Φ?pko?/Phorcys), the husband of Ceto, the incarnation of the blue sea, they have many children, most of them are sea monsters, these monsters are collectively called "Phorcydes".

The New World is occupied by these monsters, and the great waterways opened by humans are occupied by them.

There are many monsters roaring in the sea of ​​chaos, endless...

They live in the Sea of ​​Chaos and rule the entire sea area.

And in the sea, there are those perfect creatures that have reached a singular point of evolution—the heirs.

They are expanding like crazy.

The territory of Haihe will still expand disorderly until it eats up all the oceans.

The waves are disappearing.

Silence is coming.

Bazin thought so.

*******

"Close electronic channels!!!"

"The electronic channel must be closed immediately!!!"

The vague vision in his ears constantly tortured Alvaro de Bazin. He touched his neck, scales, the power of silence, and the parts of his body that did not belong to him without being noticed.

What is resonating with.

"With the help of the sacred blood of Termetheus, the heads of three filthy terrestrial babies, and the hearts of four evil men, in the name of the lord of the sea, in the form of the name of the shark, the impure becomes essence."

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"Thousands of land dwellers are equally filthy and unworthy of seeing the face of Termisus——"

"The air vibrates, makes sounds, finds patterns, learns language..."

"The language of 'human'..."

"Iberia..., there is a lot of blood flowing among them. Do they prey on us? Demand us?"

"Prey, right, for a large group...you prey on me, I prey on you. We will all merge into one and become one forever"

"Iberia... is a companion..."

"So, take it all, knowledge, power, spirituality, flesh and blood... take it all..."

"Landerers, dirty...enemies...heaven!!!"

"Heaven...is an abyss, angels...are demons!"

"They...are the masters of the abyss"

"Kill the abyss, kill the heaven, kill the angel——"

The terrifying murmurs kept eating away at Bazan's sanity.

Deep in his comatose consciousness, there was some indescribable existence watching him.

His eyes are not eyes visible to the naked eye. His gaze is transmitted through the collision of thoughts and dreams.

The essence of this existence is the incarnation of chaos and disorder, and its whispers seem to contain all the crazy secrets in the universe. It is a sound that even the deepest darkness cannot completely cover up.

In the dream, he saw the black ocean, an ocean that was both empty and full of eyes. Those eyes opened and closed in the darkness, as if they were monitoring his sinking process.

He felt that he was sinking, passing through the endless darkness, until he reached the unknowable bottom of the deep sea.

A ray of light penetrates the deep darkness.

sun?

A fire that consumes the soul.

The scorching beam of light penetrated the dark curtain and kissed his skin greedily.

He tried to open his eyes, longing for the familiar blue to touch his soul,

But the black surge tightly locked its vision, burying hope.

"Close the electronic channel, please!"

The familiar voice of pleading sounded in my ears again, this voice was full of unspeakable sorrow.

"Shut up!"

A more intense voice sounded, filled with uncontrollable anger and disgust.

"Pedro Iberia, you should be ashamed of this name! You don't deserve to have the name of the great Iberia in your name!"

"Turn off the electronic channel? Do you know what a big joke you are talking about? Just for your unrealistic reasoning, just for those aliens who don't know everything? I should really send you to the court of heaven and let them

Take a good look at you, this human heretic."

"Listen, once someone starts looking for grand reasons for what he does, we should know that he has started to use it to honor himself. If in your research, we are only looking at those parallel creatures

To perpetrate fraud, to mistake the euphemism for the Iberian Academy of Sciences as concealing the truth, and to ignore the warnings of the Kingdom of Heaven 0-13, then it is impossible for this research to be published here, and it is absolutely impossible as long as I am here

!!!”

"I will not belittle mankind and human intelligence, nor will I regard the angels of heaven as the almighty God."

"Some people think that the public wants the environment to be protected and humankind to survive, and that idealists who work for such lofty goals will be loved by the public. In fact, the public wants only one thing - them

Live a comfortable and comfortable life for yourself.”

"Desire is the driving force behind the actions of all living things. This is true for humans. It is also true for the gods who are shaped by humans. The same is true for the Kingdom of Heaven!"

"This is the last time, Pedro, I say it again, you do not deserve the name Iberia!"

There was a violent throwing sound.

Subsequently,

Along with the shattering of glass.

Everything in the dream began to fall apart.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He lay down again, his body immersed in endless darkness,

From that day on, the caress of the sea disappeared from the shores of life.

Its skin is cracked, telling the torture of time,

The flesh and blood scorched hard in the sun, giving off the aroma of death.

At the dark edge of the abyss, countless heirs surrounded a huge monster.

It was a suffocating presence.

His huge figure looms in the shadow of the deep sea, like a sleeping undersea mountain.

The creature's outline appeared distorted and uncertain in the dim underwater light, like an illusion shaped by endless darkness.

His head is broad and heavy, like a giant crocodile crawling out of the swamps of prehistoric times, but it also possesses strange features that surpass those of ancient creatures.

Five disproportionate eyes are arranged along the arc of the head, shining with strange light, like windows to the underworld, deep and cold, looking directly into the depths of the soul.

Each eye seems to reveal different knowledge. They are observing, judging, and calculating every action.

His body exhibits a disturbing five-point symmetry.

Five thick tentacles extend radially from the bottom of its torso, each of which is covered with tendon-like notochords and suckers.

They dance slowly in the dark water, like five probing tentacles, invisibly tearing at the surrounding water. Their movements are both elegant and ominous.

The ocean itself seemed to give way as this monster, beyond all human reason could comprehend, moved.

His five arms are aligned with the axis of the tentacles, like cursed sails, capable of controlling ocean currents and storms.

Its ability to regenerate makes it unmatched in nature, and even the most ferocious predators dare not challenge its almost eternal vitality.

"Remember me."

"Free me."

"Eat me."

“There’s nothing wrong with eating..., it’s all about the group...”

“Above the stars, in the desolate lands of Mu, where silence buries the ancient voices,

On Pluto, the eldest son of Cthulhu rests on the summit of Yadis Go in the shadows,

Sleeping in the unknown giant stone fortress, exploring the infinite in dreams.

The ancient earthquake awakened the ruins of the deep sea, and the waves danced with it,

Huge pieces of meat swelled in the moonlight,

Tangled with tentacles, seeing without eyes, hearing without ears,

Between the wrinkles and scales, moist breath condensed into fear.
To be continued...