Looking at the powerful Shan Shan in front of them, the archbishops did not have the slightest fear in their eyes, and their octopus-like pupils were filled with determination.
The strange incantation "shaggothfhayaklloigilyaa" sounded again, but this time it was not from the mouths of the archbishops.
Charles and Shanshan, with frowned brows, looked downwards. The dark seabed was gradually covered with a huge concentric circle magic circle that was covered with many black spots and looked like an island.
However, as Charles looked closely, he immediately discovered that those black dots were nothing else but groups of strange and twisted divers, and those spells came out of their mouths.
Charles didn't know how many deep divers were there below, but one thing was certain, there must be a lot. Maybe all the deep divers from the entire Earth Sea had come here.
As the sound grew louder, all the deep divers below raised the daggers in their hands and stabbed their own chests. The dark green blood quickly polluted the sea water and enveloped the entire concentric circle magic circle below.
As their sacrifice began, the twelve archbishops simultaneously raised their weapons made of pure gold, chanting spells while ripped open the belly.
The strength of the Futan Cult's sacrifices always depends on the number of sacrifices. This time, the sacrifices include not only the Deep Ones, but also the twelve archbishops. This is very wrong.
Shanshan also noticed something. She instantly came in front of her father, wrapped him with her tentacles and prepared to retreat.
However, the moment she took action, an extremely powerful shock wave surged up from the churning blood of the deep divers.
All the creatures in the sea, whether it was various fish or the body of the archbishop, were scattered. If Charles had not been wrapped in Shan Shan, he would probably have suffered the same fate.
Just as Shanshan was about to teleport away, she suddenly stopped. Charles knew why she stopped. A gaze as real as a substance shot out from the green blood.
This kind of gaze is not staring at the appearance, it is staring at the deepest part of the soul. Charles now has a feeling in his heart that no matter where he runs now, the things in here will follow him, and he has been marked by Him.
"Shanshan, do me a favor." As soon as Charles finished speaking, all of Shanshan's tentacles became as thin as ropes and quickly formed a complex human-shaped inscription on his back.
Charles' body began to change, and Itdic's power began to take over his body. However, Shanshan did not let him go, but mixed his own flesh and blood into it.
When she was fighting with the trioctahedron on the surface, she had already discovered that her flesh and blood could increase her father's strength. They were father and daughter, and their flesh and blood were connected.
Now is the most critical moment, and we must combine all our strength to solve the current troubles.
Charles' deformed and swollen body and the flashing tentacles with fluorescent liquid eyes mixed with everything, gradually forming a bloated mass of flesh composed of eyes, skulls, tentacles and limbs intertwined in the deep sea.
No matter how deformed the eyes above were, whether they belonged to Charles or Shanshan, they were all looking at the green blood below, where something had already come out.
The thing summoned by the Fortan Cult at such a huge cost of sacrifice was not a real object. Charles and Shanshan could only judge that the thing had come out by the shaking of the sea water.
".mglw'nafh fhtn-ngah cf'ayak vulgtmvugtlag'n." The sound of the sea water did not disappear, but instead caused resonance in everything in the sea.
It is difficult to describe what that thing is. That thing is indefinite. If we force ourselves to describe it using human language, then the thing underneath is a mass of noise, a mass of frequency, a mass of extremely beautiful music that exists in our ears somewhere.
That's right, Charles began to understand what the voice meant. The one in front of him was a singer! It used various frequencies to praise a great being!
The object of its praise is the god Futan. This guy is one of Futan's subordinate gods. No! He is not Futan's subordinate god! He is a believer of Futan! The power of Futan's god even affects the gods of the Earthsea!
At the moment when this god appeared, 134, who was far away, was having afternoon tea with the dolls.
Her young face instantly lost all color, and a strong fear appeared in her eyes.
A certain kind of song appeared, and this song was the source of everything in his miserable life!
The next second, her mouth opened and she began to sing extremely beautifully involuntarily.
But these songs did not enliven everything around them. At this moment, they seemed to come to life and rushed into the sea.
Not only 134, but other beings in Earthsea also played their own music.
The music and songs penetrated into the sea, like ocean currents converging beneath the British Isles.
Suddenly, without any warning, Charles' entire body exploded. When he heard its singing, it also meant that the singer's body had entered Charles' ears.
The flesh and blood around it did not condense again. Instead, it flashed frequently and moved towards the "singer" under the sea.
The result of the two interacting with each other was that a strong tsunami began to rise on the sea.
The fleet of Hope Island was struggling under the command of Bandage. He had never seen such a powerful tsunami. However, more deadly than the tsunami were the people on the ship. They began to involuntarily show intoxicated expressions on their faces.
With a little reminder, they will return to normal, but will start again after a while.
This was very wrong, he knew he had to leave here immediately, but the captain did not come back at this time.
Watching a cruise ship being overturned by the raging waves, Bandage gritted his teeth and commanded the rest of the fleet to leave the British Isles.
The journey to leave was also difficult, even though their ship was the best performing ship on Hope Island. After paying the price of another battleship, they finally evacuated safely from the crazy tsunami.
"You guys go. Leave a boat for me and I'll wait for him." Bandage said in a low voice, looking at the crazy sea in the distance.
The Governor was not there, so the Admiral was the most senior officer, and soon the fleet headed towards the nearest coral island along the long-abandoned route.
There was only one ship left on the dark sea. The first mate stood at the front of the deck, waiting for his captain. This was all he could do now.
Time passed little by little, and Bandage would send a speedboat to the distant British Isles every once in a while to gather information, but no one came back alive every time.
Bandage thought this situation would last for a long time, but soon he found something drilling down from the rock.
It was a snake of extremely bright colors, a strange snake whose head and tail intersected to form an infinity.
If the previous Foundation was still alive, they would have been able to immediately recognize the scales on the snake as being the same scales as 004.
(End of this chapter)