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Chapter 583 R'lyeh's Servant

It sounds strange that the swollen women's monastic order, defiled by the ravens, would travel all the way to work for the ravens.

The idea that the Solomon Navy, along with the Ravens, would gather warships to circle around from the southern waters of the peninsula and ambush the monastic merchant ships from the rear sounds even more outrageous.

God knows what the raven is up to.

At this moment, a large number of searchlights lit up the sea.

Solomon's warships flanked from the south, and the solid cannonball that almost hit He Fang on the back of the head was launched from their warship.

...

"Okay, okay, I'll block it."

Milo showed no surprise at He Fang's feat of catching a cannonball in the back of her head. He gave a perfunctory reply and then headed towards the southern coast.

It's obvious without even guessing that He Fang must be some kind of high priest or similar figure in the Swelling Women's Order.

But Milo didn't have time to investigate that now, because he noticed familiar figures on the Solomon warships that had suddenly occupied the southern sea area.

...

As soon as He Fang turned her head, Milo's figure disappeared.

next second.

On the deck of one of the Solomon warships on the south bank.

Milo emerged from the shadows and found Rebecca, who had split up the previous evening.

Rebecca, who had just turned around after appearing on the Solomon warship, was grabbed by the neck by Milo.

Then he ran his fingers across Rebecca's face, making her eyes widen, and then he pried open her mouth, like a veterinarian examining a sick pet.

After confirming that everything was correct, Milo removed his claws from Rebecca's face, nodded, and said:

"You're fine, um, it's just that your dark circles are a bit heavy."

At this point, Rebecca was probably in the same stage that Milo was in when the two of them went to Galid together last time. Both of them were tormented by nightmares and looked somewhat listless.

Of course, Milo's rough yet overly intimate hand examination was necessary, because he sensed Rebecca's sanity fluctuations and smelled the scent of a "fat woman" on her.

The good news is that Rebecca, as a Visionary born from Milo, the Devourer of Fear, withstood it. No matter what she had encountered before, she had endured it all with her willpower. Moreover, it seems that she had even engaged in a not-so-intense confrontation. She did not give in, so she was not corrupted by the will from the Far East.

...

If it were Rebecca two years ago, she probably would have shoved the gun barrel into Milo's mouth before Milo's claws even touched her face.

However, she didn't say anything at the moment, she just gently pushed Milo's hand away.

Of course, another reason she didn't get angry was that Rebecca had a lot of crucial information to tell Milo.

At least she herself thought it was crucial.

“Listen to me, this was a trap set by Raven, he…”

"call out------"

Before Rebecca could finish speaking, the sound of artillery shells whistling through the air from the dark horizon grew rapidly.

Both of them subconsciously looked up.

Then Milo bent down, put his arm around Rebecca's waist and legs, and lifted her up. He then took a step back, and his entire body, along with Rebecca, retreated into the shadows.

next second.

Boom! ! !
The shells struck the deck where they had been standing with perfect accuracy.

That was a counterattack from He Fang's fleet.

This guy is incredibly audacious, waging a major conflict with the Navy on Solomon Islands' territory, as if he hasn't even considered how to leave this area.

He was now in a precarious situation, facing attacks from both sides. On land, he had to defend the native reservation and block the families who were working for Crow, while at sea, he had to confront the Solomon warships that were flanking him.

Despite this, Mr. He remained unfazed.

Of course, "ask" means "ancient mother".

...

……

ashore.

As soon as Milo regained his footing, Rebecca began speaking at an extremely fast pace again:

“That’s the influence of the ‘Swelling Daughter’s Order.’ Raven detained and tortured the Order’s followers more than a month ago, forcing the Swollen Daughter to focus her attention on this island. He must want to use the Order for something. I have very little information, but I’m sure he made some kind of deal with that thing called the Swollen Daughter. I saw what that thing looked like. It…it…”

"Shh—I saw it too, don't panic."

Milo knew that when Rebecca started rambling on and on like that, it meant her emotions were very unstable.

Milo knew exactly what could have scared Rebecca like that.

He put Rebecca down and turned to look at where He Fang was on the coastline:

“What you saw was at least an Old One, but don’t worry, it’s not coming for us… and it’s not the only Old One present tonight.”

“What…” Rebecca was stunned for a second.

However, she hadn't even had a chance to say a word.

The dark seawater on the eastern side was once again ripped open by some enormous creature!
The terrifying noise was as if the sea surface had been torn apart; the liquid sea surface was being smashed into a sound that could only be made by the shattering of some hard object.

What emerged from beneath the sea resembled a mountain ridge, its massive outline and eerie, sharp spines even rougher than the reefs on the shore. In the distance, the flashes of exploding shells reflected a cold, hard quality, almost metallic, off the jagged structure. The portion above water was a full hundred meters long, with the highest point reaching tens of meters.

In addition, the surrounding water was constantly trembling, as if something was breathing rapidly underwater...

...

The Solomon warships, which were preparing to flank from the south and encircle from the east, were intercepted immediately.

The artillery fire between the two sides immediately ceased.

Neither the warships led by Sir Stamford Raffles in the distance nor He Fang's fleet near the shore knew what this "ridge" that suddenly rose from the sea was all about. But as the seawater trembled and rippled, a profound sense of fear simultaneously gripped the hearts of everyone on both sides.

……

On the shore, gunfire continued on the western side of the reservation.

Some of the members of the clan had already crossed the sea of ​​fire and rushed into the formation of the "Swelling Women's Cult," but they were quickly dismembered by a dozen or so sharp steel blades.

They had no time to pay attention to the situation on the sea. Compared to the battle on this side, the sea was now in an eerie, deathly silence.

...

Around the towering, massive "ridge," the mangled remains of several Deep Ones slowly rose to the surface. The words "Big Fat Woman" were tattooed on the skin below their armpits.

They were the victors in the previous clash between the Deep Ones.

These deep-sea diver belonging to the Swollen Maidens Order had all perished, and the people on land hadn't even noticed what was happening underwater...

As for that massive mountain ridge, it must have been the source of the loud noise that recently echoed from the sea.

Others might not recognize what it was, but Rebecca recognized it at first glance.

She stared blankly at the enormous spikes that rose dozens of meters above the sea level, her mind flashing back to the illusion she had briefly experienced when passing through the Deep Ones' territory on her way here—deserts, stone pillars, colossal beasts…

Those jagged, hard thorns are like the spine and dorsal fin of the giant beast embracing the stone pillar in the desert.

However, the illusion was surrounded by a desert, and Rebecca had no reference points in her field of vision, so she had no way of judging the exact size of the stone pillar and the giant beast.

At this moment, Rebecca didn't need to imagine just how big the giant beast's shape was hidden underwater.

Because the next second, a huge tail fin and a terrifying long claw with webs and scales emerged from beneath the seawater.

Buzz! ! ! ! !
In an instant, the tsunami-like waves smashed the formations of the Solomon army and the Swollen Daughters of the Order into pieces. Some ships crashed into the coastal reefs and were cut in half. Screams and horrified cries echoed across the sea.

The spray rose high into the air and only fell back to the sea surface under the influence of gravity after a long time, forming a brief downpour.

Behind the torrential, dense rain curtain, eyes almost the size of a ship emitted a faint, eerie blue light.

This behemoth is watching and scrutinizing all living things on the sea and on the shore.

...

Milo, who had met it once before, was not surprised by its appearance.

That is the divine apostle—Dagon—as described by followers of the "Dagon Tantric sect."

It is also the "la! Dagon!" mentioned in the oath recited by Captain Allen and his Marsh brothers.

In fact, the vast majority of deep-sea divers, especially those bloodline inheritors and believers who have never embraced the ocean, have access to the object of their faith, which is Daghun, not the one in R'lyeh, deeper in the ocean.

The term "Da Gun" has been mentioned in many ancient texts.

However, the definition of Dagun varies slightly in different classic texts.

Some believe it to be a follower of Allah at R'lyah's House, serving one of the oldest of the Old Ones.

Some also believe that the Great Lord himself already belongs to the order of the Great Old Ones.

Of course, some ancient texts also regard it as an "immortal large deep diver," belonging to the final evolutionary form of the immortal deep diver.

……

Despite the various opinions, the fear it instilled in ordinary living beings was indeed comparable to that of the past.

A thin crack appeared at the rim of Milo's poor wine jug, because there were just too many people present, and the sheer amount of fear generated by the moment they were "blocked at the door" in the past was too great.

If it weren't for Milo's presence, Pohnpei Island might have become a living hell tonight. The people on the shore would have gone mad, and their cannons would likely have been used to bombard the island's residential areas, completely destroying the maritime trading center that Solomon had painstakingly built.

And as the Scarlet Witch said, Milo's very existence is enough to change many things.

After the fear was removed.

He caused more and more Spirit Visioners to emerge in Nanwei City.

This also allowed all those on the shore and at sea who were facing the past to retain a shred of reason, so that they would not fall into complete madness and be dominated by fear.

……

The will to survive took over.

Therefore, it is highly likely that the first large-scale conflict between humanity and the rulers broke out in this era.

Just minutes before, the Swollen Maidens' ships and the Solomon warships were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire, but now they all tacitly turned their cannons around and aimed at the terrifying creature behind the rain curtain on the sea.

...

"Are they... insane...?"

Rebecca was stunned for a long time.

The seawater splashing down from high above soaked her red hair and clothes.

She frowned, staring at the warships on the sea that appeared incredibly small under the shadow of the Great Wall.

The eerie atmosphere and the dappled light and shadow filtering through the rain made it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, Rebecca seemed to realize something, and she turned sharply to look at Milo.

However, Milo simply shook his head calmly and said to her:
“I didn’t control them, nor did I completely devour their fear.”

Milo pointed to the wrecked warships and merchant ships on the sea and said:

"This is a choice they made based on instinct."

"Maybe...maybe sometimes fear can be a good catalyst, who knows?"

...

Boom! ! !
After the seawater that had been swept high into the air was completely splashed away and the rain curtain was lifted, the cannonballs on the warships gained a relatively clear view.

Then the sound of artillery fire resolutely rang out.

...

It's probably similar to the urge to jump when you're at a high place.

This is a kind of conscious effort to break free from the discomfort of fear, which can be understood as a compulsive intention. It is an instinctive desire to get out of this terrible predicament, but a subconsciously known wrong approach is chosen.

Jumping down can indeed end the fear of heights.

Firing at the behemoth would probably have the same effect.

However, this scene of moths flying into a flame can also be understood from another perspective.

It is something called "courage," which was once highly praised in traditional culture but is now despised.

……

Explosions and whooshing sounds echoed across the sea.

The situation is changing rapidly.

He Fang's fleet and Sir Raffles' warships inexplicably joined forces.

Although those who were sober knew what the consequences would be after firing, neither He Fang on the shore nor Raffles on the warship in the southern sea stopped it.

(End of this chapter)