Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 227 Servant of Glachi

"Oh, right, I just saw Rick in the water, Rick from the lab. He's acting strange, like he keeps shouting something..."

Just as Milo was about to jump into the river, Eric seemed to remember something and grabbed Milo.

"It was Rick? Rick who went missing last night? He called for the light, didn't he? He said the thing underwater was afraid of the light?"

“That seems to be the case,” Eric responded in sign language.

"Regardless of whether this is true or not, where are we going to get light in this heavy rain..." Milo shook his head.

But before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of the cargo ship that had capsized earlier—the same ship that he and Eric had initially discovered—still hanging on the water, not yet sunk.

The small boat that Milo was standing on, which was later damaged, was now almost completely submerged by the river.

……

Milo and the group of seven looked at each other in bewilderment.

"That's a cargo ship, right?"

"Mhm." Everyone nodded.

"To be able to float for so long, the ship couldn't possibly be carrying..."

Milo's eyes suddenly lit up.

One minute we were talking about where to find sunlight on a rainy day, and now it seems...

"It seems there is a way to deal with it."

...

……

On the broken bridge, Investigator C watched as Milo stood on the deck of a small boat about to sink, talking to himself in the distance, and clutched his forehead.

"Oh no, was he also drawn by the dream?"

Then he started yelling at Milo at the top of his lungs:

"Hey!! Focus! Don't be distracted by those illusions, they're all fake! They're created by Glaqi to mislead you! Stay rational and don't believe what you're seeing!!!"

Investigator C was very anxious.

He did not expect that the activation of the old seal would not cause any harm to the ancient beings at the bottom of the river, and that it would continue to guide the surrounding humans through dreams.

C recalled something her mentor had said to her when she was still a student a long time ago.

The mentor said that the Old Marks were just some very inferior methods that humans had searched out from the long river of time. Whether it was ancient magic or sorcery, the power contained in the Old Marks was actually not enough to fight against the Ancients, even the most ordinary Ancients.

Strictly speaking, the old seals are not weapons against the ancients, but rather something they would tire of.

It's similar to throwing feces at the enemy; it's pretty much the same principle.

The older generation would find it disgusting, too lazy to argue with you, and would just go find a cool place to stay.

This is the effect that old seals can achieve.

But if the ancient creature is provoked and its anger exceeds its aversion to feces, it can still endure the stench and gulp you down.

Therefore, very few investigators in the history of Miskatonic University have lived to retirement age; the vast majority have died in similar ways in some corner of the world, and their bodies have never been recovered.

Investigator C had known about this claim for a long time.

But he didn't expect that even though he brought four pieces of excrement, he still couldn't disgust the ancient man at the bottom of the water.

Normally, these old creatures who have lived for countless years are too lazy to argue with humans, but for some reason, it seems to have developed an obsession with this city, or rather, with someone in the city.

Even hatred...

……

Realizing something was wrong, Investigator C frantically shouted at Milo:

"Mr. Valrokan! Please hold on! Don't look at those illusions!!"

...

On the river.

Milo's lower half was already submerged in water.

He vaguely heard shouts coming from the broken bridge.

In the water, Eric's shadow gestured—"That guy looks like he's calling you trash." "It's Grackhi."

Milo waved his hand: "He seems to know something. Maybe Graki is the name of that thing underwater. Never mind him, let's get to work."

“Eric, Bones, Smoker and Henry, you guys come with me.”

"The rest of you, find a way to tow that cargo ship over, preferably to underwater. I'll buy you some time; the rest is up to you..."

Milo's gaze finally settled on Kane's shadow.

"You're a demolition expert, you know what I mean."

Kane stretched out his hand and made an explosive gesture.

Eric translated in sign language, "Wait and see the fireworks."

You can easily guess what's inside the hold of a cargo ship that has been floating on the water for so long without sinking.

……

Everyone split into two groups and began their operation.

Milo plunged headfirst into the river.

Investigator C, who witnessed this scene from the broken bridge in the distance, felt a chill run down his spine.

"Oh no……"

...

……

underwater.

Milo discovered that his body density seemed to be quite high.

As far as I can remember, as long as you don't have an extremely unusual body shape, a normal person can float on the surface of water.

But Milo discovered that after he jumped into the water, he didn't even float up or down; he just sank straight down to the bottom.

He didn't know the extent to which the few mouthfuls of Red Witch's blood he drank had altered his body, but at least it was now proven that the density was definitely much greater than before.

Under the water.

Milo saw many undead figures.

This includes the undead whose joints had been shattered and whose mobility had been compromised, as well as some that had already turned into undead but were temporarily stuck in the water without moving.

On both sides of the riverbed, ordinary people kept jumping off the banks. They hadn't turned into zombies yet; they were just drawn by the illusion and lost their self-awareness, moving voluntarily towards the ancient figure deep in the water.

The underwater world is much quieter, and also much scarier, than the surface world.

Visibility was extremely low, and it was pitch black beneath his feet. It wasn't until Milo felt soft mud beneath his feet that he realized he had reached the bottom of the river.

Milo could see the seven-man group reflected in the murky river water.

Luo Yonghao's shadow came to guide the way.

In a spot surrounded by undead, Milo was finally able to see the true face of the so-called Ancient One.

……

It was a huge slug-like creature.

Its oval body is covered with countless sharp, pointed spines, resembling colorful metal.

At the more rounded end of the oval shape is a soft, bubbly face with a round, thin mouth, from which three eye stalks with yellow eyes protrude.

The underside of its body is covered with white cones, which are likely used for movement.

Its body diameter is at least several meters wide...

Long tentacles grew gnarled and twisted on it...

It rose up, its throbbing and swaying roar deafening, its spines piercing the victims drawn by the dream.

Those thorns are the long needles that Milo once saw the raven use in Robben's ghostly perspective.

As the thorns pierced the victim's body, a viscous, eerie liquid was injected into the victim's body.

Subsequently, these frail humans were completely transformed into servants of Glaqi...

(End of this chapter)