In the freezing cold sea water, Charles dragged his tattered body towards the light in the strange city.
Anna was persuaded to leave by him, although she said that she would definitely find a way to rescue herself from here and asked him to hide downstairs and wait for her.
Charles promised Anna that he would wait for her downstairs, but of course that was a lie.
No matter what happens in the end, Anna must leave this dangerous place first, because no matter what happens next, it will be his own business.
Charles swam slowly. He moved very slowly, and from time to time parts of his body fell out, and he had to use his tentacles to roll them back.
After the god left, nothing disturbed Charles anymore, and slowly he could see the light clearly.
That light was not a key, but a huge human light body.
Its completely white body is shrouded in a pale and strange halo. This is a color based on horror and abnormality, and has a shocking beauty.
"This is not a key, what is it?" Charles swam over and waved his tentacles. Several broken fingers rolled in the water and passed through easily.
This thing looks like an illusion and has no substance.
Charles looked up at the endless huge strange city around him, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. "Where is the key? Where is the key to the surface?"
"Thank you, the Chosen One of Itik, you helped me find the location. Now there is only one last step left." A hazy half-male, half-female voice sounded in Charles' mind.
"Who is talking?" Charles had just thought of this question when he suddenly heard some movement above him.
Charles' tentacles swung, pushing his head upward.
A bloody mouth the size of a football field, covered with gears, pressed down like a mountain.
In the last moment before Charles lost consciousness, he saw the huge cat-like pupil above the bloody mouth, and the half-human face that was integrated with the machine.
After an unknown amount of time, Charles slowly woke up. The first scene he saw was a ceiling made of flesh, blood and machinery.
Charles' eyes moved slowly, and he saw the bronze steam pipes around him, as well as the large and small gears that were constantly turning and attached to flesh, blood, and hair.
Charles knew this place. He had been here before. This was the control hall of the huge metal structure Longka.
"Are you awake? Get up quickly. I have healed your body. Now you still have things to do." A familiar voice came.
Charles sat up, and his body, which should have been torn into pieces, miraculously healed without even a scar on his body.
Charles looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure. It was the Pope, who was kneeling on the ground and drawing something.
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the decisive battle with the Futan Church now?" Charles felt that everything around him was very wrong.
"Those guys did distract me a little, but if you think they can hold me back from God, you really overestimate them." The Pope slowly turned around and looked at Charles.
He looked very happy, with childlike innocence in his eyes filled with joy, the purest joy without any impurities.
Charles stood up and saw the strange concentric circle magic circle in front of the Pope. The lines and inscriptions carved in the magic circle were very strange, and there was a faint white light, which was the same light as the light on the light man before.
There are four circles surrounding the magic circle, which seem to be used to place sacrifices.
The whole hall began to tremble slightly, Longka seemed to be moving, and soon, the light man just now passed through the wall and hovered in the center of the concentric circle.
The Pope looked ahead with emotion, but his eyes were not focused on the man of light.
"This is the key, and also the door. Only you can see this thing. I have been looking for it for many years."
"Key? The key to that door should be very big!"
The Pope turned his head and looked at Charles with a smile, "Who said this is the key to that door? This is the key to another door, and it is also the door itself."
Without waiting for Charles' response, the Pope continued, "Charles, do you know? They have sealed the great God of Light here. In order to rescue him, we must use their power as a medium. This is too difficult for us mortals."
"But after spending so much time preparing, I finally managed to collect all the offerings."
As soon as the Pope finished speaking, heavy footsteps were heard behind him.
Those were the footsteps of a large group of followers of the Church of Light. Their eyes had been gouged out and covered with a layer of white wax. They were carrying various things on their shoulders and were walking towards this side like ants carrying things.
The most eye-catching thing is a ruby-like eye as big as a room.
Charles was very familiar with the owner of these eyes. He had seen them twice before. The first time was when he lost his arm, and the second time was when the family member summoned him not long ago.
"Pnos, when the God of Light was born, it was his father who was responsible for controlling and destroying the great God of Light's body." As the Pope spoke, the eyeball was placed in a corner of the concentric circle.
Seeing this eye, Charles' pupils shrank slightly, and his guess immediately came out. "The eye that fought with Hypnos before was the one you controlled, Swan? You actually have the strength to fight against gods?"
The Pope showed contempt on his face. "God? Hypnos? No, in front of the real God, it can only be called residue."
The Pope's wrinkled finger pointed at the second sacrifice, a mechanical woman with constantly rotating gears under her broken shell. A pipe at her back connected directly to the bloody ceiling above.
An ordinary humanoid machine is not surprising, but looking at her huge belly, it is obvious that she is pregnant.
"The Reveler, it was it and its master Tavier who controlled my Lord's soul, making it difficult for Him to escape through the Dome Gate."
The pregnant female robot is placed by believers in the lower left corner of the concentric circles.
As soon as it was placed on the ground, the pregnant woman's arched brass belly began to swell.
The female robot seemed to have the intuition of a real person. Its mechanical mouth opened and it let out a distorted scream like a cassette tape.
"Crack!" A crack suddenly appeared in the metal belly, and as dark yellow liquid flowed out from it, a familiar smell rushed into Charles' nose. It was the smell of engine oil.
The Pope raised his hand lightly, "Bang!" The entire metal belly and the female robot exploded.
The arm-sized baby fell precisely into the concentric circles.
This baby looks extremely weird. His entire body is made up of various mechanical parts and flesh and blood. But the weirdest thing is not his body but his face.
That was not the face of a baby, but the face of an honest middle-aged man. The owner of the face was Swann, the former governor of the British Isles.
“Hahahaha!!” The baby lying on the ground kept waving his limbs in strange ways and laughing wildly in a loud voice.
(End of this chapter)