Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 666

[Chapter 659: Changes?]

The green flames were like a sudden surge, pouring into the huge assembly hall in an instant, and began to spread to all the Youshu believers present – it was as if the flames had been brewing and accumulating on the ship for an unknown period of time, and as they rose, they actually emitted a The roar of wind and thunder!

Screams and roars came from all directions in an instant. Almost all the deep demons reacted the moment the green flames appeared. The weaker demons began to lose control on the spot, and even the more powerful demons were shocked. Driven by fear and instinct, they refused to obey the orders of the symbiote, and dark cracks began to appear above the assembly hall. The believers and priests who were dragged away by the devil wailed and disappeared into those out-of-control cracks – the very few remaining ” Those who are “lucky” have to deal with the enemies who suddenly break into this place in a hurry.

Messy gunshots rang out, and some insignificant spells fell on where Duncan and Alice were standing.

But the flames were like walls. These weak attacks could not even get close to the flames before they were exhausted. The bullets were dyed green in the flames and fell harmlessly to the ground. The missiles and acid summoned by the demonic power were in mid-air. It turned into a new flame, but turned around and flew in the direction it came from.

Alice looked at this thrilling scene with her eyes wide open, surrounded by strange demons and cultists who went crazy with fear, but she didn’t feel scared – she came with the captain to “watch the fun” , and it’s really lively here now.

But soon, she felt that it was a little too noisy.

She looked towards the noisiest directions, frowned, raised her hand to wave, and invisible threads fell into her hands – the captain told her before departure that everyone in this hall was evil. Believers, and cultists cannot be counted as human beings.

As a result, with this doll lady as the center, countless Annihilation cultists instantly stopped stiffly, and then began to be transformed into dolls one by one.

But at this moment, a low, drum-like sound suddenly came from the center of the hall, and huge power exploded in an instant, even temporarily suppressing the spiritual fire spreading everywhere in the hall, ending Alice’s life. Even control.

The saint on the high platform finally moved – his eye stalks were raised high, and countless criss-crossing pitch-black bones clicked around the brain like some kind of folded arthropods and stretched outward. , extension, and support, the “body” that was originally like a skeletal cage quickly changed into a spider-like form, and the terrifying brain was carried in the center of the skeletal spider, and it swayed, From the expanding and contracting peristaltic blood vessels, a sound that sounded like a drumbeat or a heartbeat kept coming.

Duncan looked at the saint who suddenly stood up from the high platform with some surprise. He watched the skeletal spider clinging to the edge of the high platform, sending a series of chaotic hissing noises to this side.

His expression was surprised – because he didn’t expect that the thing on the stage could be uglier.

But before they had time to sigh, Duncan and Alice heard the frightened and desperate shouts of the Annihilation Priests dying from all over the hall.

It was those cultists who had withstood the first round of demons losing control, escaped the first wave of flames, and managed to save their lives during Alice’s transformation into dolls – in the midst of howling, their bodies suddenly They began to swell, and their original human bodies were twisted into various horrifying postures in the blink of an eye. Countless traces of swelling, contraction, and creeping appeared under their skin, as if there was something else uncontrollable in their bodies. A body that was about to break out of their skins –

in the blink of an eye, the bodies of those cultists tore themselves apart and turned into pools of flesh and blood scattered on the ground, and with their sudden After dying, the symbiotic demons linked to them also began to collapse and disintegrate one by one.

But those collapsing demons didn’t simply dissipate.

They turned into drifting black smoke and began to flow over the high platform in the center of the hall.

The “Saint” raised his pitch-black bones and limbs on the high platform. The black smoke released by the Deep Demon when he died was absorbed crazily by the shrinking and squirming brain. His body size nearly doubled in the blink of an eye, and he became even more powerful. The aura escaped from the brain, and even vaguely formed a barrier around the high platform that seemed to be distorted by space.

“…You killed your last followers immediately,” Duncan said with some surprise as he looked at the high platform, “This is beyond my expectation.” “

Weak people are of no use here… They I will only become fuel for your flames, or become a victim of Anomaly 099.” The saint on the high platform made a hoarse and low voice, his bones and joints rattled, and he slowly climbed from the high platform to the ground, “It would be better to Become my power…I will take their place and fight to the death with you…”

Duncan was too lazy to listen to the other party’s nonsense. He raised his hand halfway after hearing it, and the once suppressed spiritual fire in the hall reappeared in the blink of an eye. It rose up and spread towards the high platform.

“You have investigated a lot of information,” he said casually, “but I still advise you to cooperate. My request is very simple – I just want to talk to your ‘master’… By the way, if you can, I would like to Know where this ship is going.”

“That’s it…you are really dangerous to us, ‘Captain Duncan’,” the saint moved his long jointed limbs and walked forward while resisting the erosion of the flames. Go, “Then I can’t let you get your wish… Holy Lord, bless me!”

The terrifying skeletal spider let out a low roar, and then the space around him seemed to be briefly distorted – those who had almost The spiritual flames that ignited him were briefly forced back again, and then he jumped up high and pounced on Duncan, who was dominating the sea of fire, as if they were going to die together.

“The time has come for martyrdom!!”

This deformed and terrifying monster shouted fervently, using its astonishing power to repel all the flames spreading into the air. Like a dark meteor, he bravely and fearlessly smashed into the fire that terrified the world. The “Shadow of Warp”!

Duncan opened his palms to the monster, and the spiritual fire that had been forced back gathered in the air, facing the direction where the opponent fell, and it seemed that the skeletal spider would be completely enveloped in the next second.

But the Saint suddenly turned a corner in mid-air.

At an almost incredible angle, the monster fell violently – with a deafening roar, he smashed directly through the floor of the hall, making an astonishingly large hole. He fell straight into it, frantically digging underneath. The layers of decks disappeared from the sight of Duncan and Alice in the blink of an eye.

Duncan: “…?”

Alice: “…?”

Things happened so fast that even Duncan didn’t react, not to mention Alice’s stupid head.

After all, he has seen martyrs, and he has also seen fanatical cultists, but this is the first time he has seen such people who suddenly stopped being martyred in the middle of their martyrdom – in this world where gods really exist, there are actually saints. Do fanatics at the level of disciples release the doves of the “Lord”?

Alice turned her head to glance at Duncan in confusion, then turned to look at the large hole in the center of the hall that was still burning with faint flames, and finally said: “Did it escape?” Escape

? On this vast sea, on a ship that has been completely eroded and burned by spiritual fire, where can that “saint” go?

Duncan frowned. The loud noises of digging up decks and walls and breaking certain supporting structures were still coming from below – suddenly, he understood.

“No, that guy isn’t running away – he wants to destroy the ship!”

…

Dig, dig, keep digging downwards, the mechanical cabin is right in front.

The faster the better, the faster the better, before the ghost captain reacts, before the blazing spiritual flame catches up with him.

The bottom of the ship is coming, after the last few floors and walls, after passing through the pipe area… There are piles of nitroglycerin that I sent people there before.

As long as the nitroglycerin is detonated in the steam core, the chain reaction produced after the reactor goes out of control is enough to destroy the entire ship. By then… the “Holy Land” will be safe.

The huge and terrifying skeleton spider excavated quickly in this huge ship. According to his memory, he cut open the steel plates, pipes, and all partitions along the way – this ship was built with a lot of money and was once regarded by the cult as a The ship, a symbol of pride, was being rapidly destroyed during his excavations, turning into a pile of irreparable scrap metal.

But the “Saint” didn’t hesitate at all – he was still accelerating, cutting a passage through the belly of the steel behemoth at an even faster speed.

In peering into destiny, he had already glimpsed his own death and the death of everyone.

Those weak believers will die in wailing, their flesh and blood will burn in the flames, and he himself will not survive, because the haze has already completely enveloped all possible directions – at the edge of the shadow, changing the course may be useful, but There is no point in choosing another direction if the entire ship is already plunged into endless darkness.

It would be unwise to confront the ghost captain, and in the clearest glimpse of fate, the “Saint” had seen his own swift and meaningless downfall.

Since the outcome is doomed, it’s better to do something bolder.

At least, the ship cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the “captain” and no one can know the secret of the “Holy Land” – otherwise, his sin will be unforgivable.

The last wall collapsed before my eyes.

The deep cabin housing the steam core finally came into view.

The skeleton spider almost stumbled into this place and landed on a platform surrounded by many pipes, valves and control platforms.

He raised the many eyestalks on the edges of his body and looked around the cabin.

As expected, there are no living believers here – only a few corpses fell in the open space not far away, and near the consoles and valves, you can see some “printed” on the surface of the mechanical device. A distorted, human-like shadow.

The “saints” did not “mourn” for their fallen brethren.

He had found what he was looking for – the explosives were piled at the end of the platform.

(End of chapter)