Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 601 Shadow Tent

Chapter 601 Shadow Tent
"Given what happened this time... I guess it's because I don't want to suddenly and inexplicably die one day, without having done certain things before I die. I also want to have the things that my other self in the abyss has."

"in addition."

(He tapped the window glass twice with his fingernail)

“I’ve actually secretly fantasized about these scenes, and in my fantasies, that other person is you.”

...

A highly rational way of expressing love.

Oh no, to be more accurate, it should be called a flyer invitation.

She also said:

"Even though it's a soul... I can still feel your touch. I'm asking seriously, can a soul rise?"

“I can give it a try.” Milo blinked.

Emma blinked too.

The latter's expression probably meant—do we still need to try? You've been sitting here watching for so long, don't you know in your heart whether your soul can even begin to stir?

"Well... there's one more question."

Emma paused for a few seconds, her gaze sweeping over the bandages wrapped around her arms and legs, before asking, "Would you mind if I looked all bruised and battered?"

Milo didn't speak, but simply stretched out his hideously grotesque hand and waved it in front of Emma. After being drenched in the blood of Horus, the god of dreams, the cracks on his arm were even clearer and more terrifying than before.

Emma quickly smiled with relief after seeing it.

He also said:
"One last question, well, not really a question, more like a request... could you be a little gentler? Don't be as rude as that guy inside."

"Shall we salute each other before we start?" Milo chuckled.

Although she was still rambling on and on, Emma's breathing had become much more rapid than before: "Is this some kind of fixed ritual that you evil gods perform before doing bad things?"

Milo shook his head: "I was just talking nonsense."

"So when are you going to hold me tight?"

"At your service, madam."

"Shut up." (Holds out a hand)

……

...

The couple in the living room.

"Honey, did you hear any strange noises?"

"No, all I heard was your voice."

...

……

at the same time.

A sober world.

No, to be precise, it's a certain point in time and space within the conscious world.

This place is still R'lyeh from ancient times, also known as the City of the Slugs.

The aerial structures that had shielded the city from the scorching sun had completely collapsed, and endless waves of heat surged into R'lyeh, evaporating everything.

And that terrifying battle has come to an end.

The collision between the strange will from the heavens and Cthulhu resulted in a terrifying, scorching storm. In this storm, countless Star Familiars were buried, while the more fragile Slugs were completely wiped out.

Crow and Raven have long since disappeared.

The hybrid and the hunter Monquia have both disappeared.

And just as Crow said, Rebecca also made her own choice.

She did not follow the path of hatred, even though she was very confident that she could save Raven's life. In the end, she did not take a single step in the direction Raven had gone.

Between revenge and protection, she chose the latter.

...

In the air, the clash of the higher orders did not affect Rebecca or the half-melted Snail Man's study behind her.

But that doesn't mean she never faced a deadly threat, even when Milo handed over most of the power he possessed to Rebecca.

The threat did not originate from the sky, but from the smoke spreading from the corners of all the surrounding buildings, from that mysterious, forgotten angle of space and time.

Yes, Tindalos's dogs are out in force again.

These filthy, indescribable creatures are constantly in a state of hunger and thirst. Whenever any lower life form transgresses the order and traverses the space-time dimension, they will follow the trail and hunt it down relentlessly until it is dead.

The infamous Yog Sothoth, the abandoned and decaying incarnation, was dragged into the dimensional space and devoured by these hungry dogs before he was fully born.

This city of R'lyeh, frozen at a certain point in time, seems to have been waiting for this day to arrive.

It awaits the arrival of a group of uninvited guests who will bring near-destruction to R'lyeh and summon the hounds of Tindalos to wipe them out completely.

Even Rebecca, who had mastered Milo's killing abilities, couldn't help but be consumed by fear when faced with the hounds that slowly emerged from the shadows.

After all, Milo's instinct to devour fear is something he cannot transfer to anyone, and the pursuit of the Tindaros Hounds is a concept from another dimension, which cannot be explained or countered by combat power.

...

Just as the dogs surrounded Rebecca and the ruined building behind her and were about to launch an attack.

A person who had been offline for a long time suddenly reappeared.

That was He Fang, the high priestess of the Eastern Swollen Women's Order. He spread his hands toward the dogs of Tindaros and chanted some ancient incantation in a very high-pitched voice.

The bizarre combination of syllables intertwined as if forming a ballad, but the language was too ancient and obscure, giving the impression that it was a madman humming incoherently.

However, the dogs understood.

Their body outlines, which had been constantly shifting in shape and submerged in space, along with their fangs and claws, slowly retracted, waiting quietly for the chubby human to "finish speaking."

...

This bizarre communication ritual lasted for about ten minutes.

The dogs didn't impatiently launch an attack, but they didn't retreat either, remaining lingering around.

It seems that He Fang and the dogs have reached some kind of agreement or consensus.

After the chanting ended, He Fang slowly turned to look at Rebecca and said the following in human language:

"This is the will of the Ancient Mother, originating from the chaos of the Hidden Ones!! Good luck to you."

A very carefree smile appeared on his face.

Then he raised his hands high again, looked up at the sky, and shouted:
"Thank you, and praise to the great Musishha!"

...

As soon as he finished speaking, the dense swarm of hunting dogs around him completely engulfed and tore him apart, carrying with them the order of the angle and spacetime, and He Fang was instantly crushed into pieces.

After that, the hounds retreated contentedly back into the angular spacetime.

This is the consensus that He Fang and the hunting dogs reached.

The rumored relentless hunting attitude of the hounds towards time travelers doesn't seem to be entirely true.

In short, the hounds just disappeared without a trace.

As for He Fang, who was torn to pieces, he seemed completely at ease before he died, as if his mission had been completed, without any resentment or regret.

However, Rebecca couldn't understand what He Fang was saying at all. She couldn't even understand the last two sentences he said in human language. Fuxing's chaos and Muxisha were simply not in her knowledge.

...

After Tindarlos's dogs retreated.

R'lyeh seems to have regained some peace for the time being.

Or, to be precise, R'lyeh has been buried.

The entire city's buildings were melted, and almost all the moisture evaporated. Scorching hot sand was swept in by the gale, burying the last remaining outline of the city.

In the vast desert, there are very few things that can still be seen.

In a daze, Rebecca saw the massive, grayish-white monolith on the desert slope that hadn't been completely buried. The scorching sunlight shone on the monolith, and even from a distance, she could still clearly see the hieroglyphs carved on it and the outlines of the Deep Ones, including a huge creature that the Deep Ones worshipped, killing a whale with its bare hands. At that moment, Rebecca knew that the huge creature depicted on the monolith was the Great Grim Reaper.

Coincidentally, not long after, Da Gun did indeed appear on one side of the monolith.

It embraced the monolith with its massive, scaly arms, emitting a low, rumbling sound like muffled thunder.

There wasn't a soul in sight in the desert, yet Rebecca heard sounds rapidly amplifying in her ears, as if millions were chanting and swearing in unison—the triple vow:

“Ia! Dagon! I solemnly swear that I will not hinder or reveal the actions of the Deep Ones to others. If I break this oath, I will be shunned by all, I will be condemned as unworthy of Dagon's favor, and I will receive all the punishments ordained, even death. Ia! Dagon!”...

...

Scorching sun, desert, monolithic pillar, giant hill.

Isn't this the same illusion she experienced when she first encountered the Great Khan at sea?

However, Rebecca was unaware at that time that she was standing on R'lyeh, which was buried under the yellow sand.

Little did he know that there was a Milo lying behind him.

Oh, right, Milo!
...

She suddenly woke up with a start, and the vows of the Great Kun Esoteric Buddhism that had been swirling in her ears completely disappeared.

Turning around, Rebecca was shocked to find that the half-melted Snail Man's study was almost completely buried by the yellow sand.

She frantically and frantically dug in the yellow sand.

……

Fortunately, it was a Shadow-level life form that could survive falling into the void, so how could it possibly be killed by mere "suffocation"?

But Rebecca had no idea about any of this.

She was consumed by endless self-blame.

She knew how risky it was for Milo to entrust his body to her. Even with a portion of Milo's power, Rebecca couldn't guarantee his safety. At the very least, she wasn't sure she could handle a situation like the one just now, where he was surrounded by hounds.

But if, after the hounds retreated, it was merely due to a momentary lapse in concentration...

That was absolutely unacceptable, and she would never forgive herself for it.

...

It took a lot of effort.

They finally dug Milo out of the yellow sand.

So, for the first time, this tough and resolute female leader of the law enforcement team held the "corpse" like a little girl, at a loss and almost in tears.

Suddenly looking up, I noticed that Milo's pants were pitching a tent.

"shit!"

(End of this chapter)

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