Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 559 Losing Sanity
The fact is that deep divers do possess strong physical abilities, especially in the water, where this advantage in physical structure is amplified.

However, the immortality they possess is actually the same concept as the immortality of the Eternal Kingdom of Dreamland.

They belong to the type that can live forever as long as they are not killed.

Furthermore, while Deep Ones possess thicker skin and stronger bones compared to humans, they have an additional exposed fatal weakness:

"Oh right, their gills are their fatal weakness; if you hit them, they die."

Milo shouted towards the mist-shrouded sea.

The effect is remarkable.

A few seconds later, the inhuman howls and screams of the Deep Ones began to echo around them, but these sounds did not last long.

……

Rebecca killed nearly half of the Deep Ones present.

The remaining group temporarily submerged into deeper waters to hide.

From Zadok Allen's and the other Marsh brothers' perspective, all they could see were flames appearing intermittently in different locations within the mist for about five minutes before everything returned to calm.

...

As silence fell, fear began to take over Allen's mind once again:

"There was really no need to go this far. I mean, even if you didn't want to stay, there was no need to go on a killing spree, right?"

At first glance, it seems to make sense, after all, the Deep Ones didn't say anything about what would happen if the woman wasn't kept...

But in fact.

Milo patted Allen on the shoulder again, then took a sip of the wine from the flask and calmly explained:
"Actually, that's not the point. The point is that she can't accept using several human women as tolls, so she just happened to find an excuse to make a fuss about it."

……

As expected, Rebecca did not return to the ship immediately after defeating most of the Deep Ones.

She used her small boat to find the island where the women had settled.

The original intention was to bring them back.

...

"Then she still doesn't understand."

After his inner fear was once again swallowed up by Milo, Allen shook his head and lit a cigarette.

……

Just as he said.

Rebecca thought she was saving people, but there was no one here who needed saving.

When she rowed her small boat closer to the shore of the island, she did not see the ecstatic face she had expected after being rescued.

Instead, she saw several pairs of eyes filled with horror, fear, and even a hint of hatred.

Seeing Rebecca approaching them, the "rescued" women panicked and rushed into the dense forest deep within the island as if they had seen a demon.

His shoes fell off, and he ran barefoot across the pine forest. His cloak got caught on a tree branch, and he frantically tore at it until it was ripped open.

They screamed and cursed, telling Rebecca not to come near them.

They called Rebecca a "blasphemous sinner" and used all sorts of vile and sinful names.

Some of the bolder ones even grabbed stones from the ground and threw them at Rebecca.

This series of actions completely baffled Rebecca.

……

On the contrary, Milo on the deck could hardly contain his laughter. "I was wondering why those names sounded so familiar..."

...

In the end, Rebecca, returning to the ship alone, seemed somewhat forlorn.

At this moment, only Milo's buttocks remained on the upper deck. Allen had already rushed to the front to direct the crew, preparing to get the ship out of this area as quickly as possible.

To Milo's slight surprise, Rebecca's sanity remained remarkably stable throughout the entire encounter with the Deep Ones, both when Milo first met her and later when he was explaining the secrets of the Great Gulch, the underwater races, and Innsmouth. There were no noticeable fluctuations at all.

However, after she went out and went on a rampage, Milo noticed that the guy's sanity had actually decreased by a few points.

Is there really such a saying...?

Was it because of the reactions of the women on the island?

In other words, neither heretical races nor cults could trigger her loss of sanity; it was those brainwashed humans who confused her.

This time, it was Milo's turn to be a little puzzled.

But he had experienced similar things before. After all, he probably had the attribute of being a "sinner" by nature, and anyone could point their finger at him and curse him like that.

However, Milo is very aware of the Shadow's nature and has long been immune to all poisons in this regard.

"So what you can't get over is the part about race and religion, right?"

As Milo was speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He seemed to have thought of something.

Before the distraught Rebecca could respond, Milo immediately turned and went into the cabin, lit a kerosene lamp, pulled out a notebook densely covered with countless formulas and symbols, and muttered to himself:
"So my initial approach was wrong. I can't understand the equation from the perspective of the Shadow Sequence. After all, Emma, ​​as the solver of the equation, is just a human being... Ah, yes, yes, that's the point..."

...

The ship had already set sail again. Despite the terrible fog and the high probability of accidentally hitting nearby reefs, Allen, relying on his previous experience navigating this area many times, gritted his teeth and directed the ship forward. He knew that after what Rebecca had done, staying put would be far worse than running aground and sinking.

Under Allen's command, half of the Marsh family members took off their outer clothing and jumped into the sea. Using their growing talent for swimming, they dived into the water to guide the way and ensure that the ship was heading in the right direction.

On the other hand, it is hoped that when the Deep Ones gather their people to return for revenge, they will hesitate a little when they see these hybrids. Let's hope so.

...

The counterattack came faster than expected.

Soon, the Marsh brothers ahead noticed the fluctuations coming from the water.

Rebecca noticed even faster that something huge was approaching them from a distance behind the ship.

Hostility always arrives faster than any signal that the primal senses can detect.

She kicked open the cabin door and went inside.

Inside the cabin, Milo sat under the kerosene lamp with his notebook in his arms. He wrote a lot of symbols on the table, and perhaps due to some visual effect produced by the ink and light, all the symbols were now flashing with an eerie fluorescence.

Noticing Rebecca enter, Milo said in an impatient tone:
"Stop messing around, I need to concentrate now, maybe I can solve some of it..."

However, Rebecca only took a rifle and a pouch of ammunition from her luggage before turning around and leaving, making sure to close the door behind her as she went out of the cabin.

……

Upper deck at the stern.

A long leg wearing leather boots stepped onto the railing.

Then, the barrel of an Enfield rifle, longer and more elegant than the female law enforcement officer's legs, was brought up.

Click...

The gun barrel was pointed at the point where the fog met the sea behind the ship.

(End of this chapter)