Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 640 Gears of Destiny 4

Chapter 640 Gears of Destiny 4
In fact, everyone knows that Crimson is just the beginning.

As the celestial sounds drew ever closer, the ancient rulers who slumbered beneath the swamps and the earth's crust were slowly awakening.

Moreover, this awakening was accompanied by madness.

...

Compared to the madness and bloodshed that was about to unfold, the battle taking place on the border at this moment could be considered child's play.

As time went on, what awakened and arrived at the scene right behind the Crimson Mountains was a huge mass of tentacle polymer, but it would have been too unoriginal to just be a bunch of knotted tentacles.

In fact, if you observe this enormous object floating in the sky carefully, you will find that what is slowly rotating in the yellowish-brown veined clouds, wrapped in the middle of the tentacles, is actually a deformed baby.

It was a sick, curled-up living being...

Enveloped in charged clouds of vapor, accompanied by hazy steam, grayish-blue segments glided and moved. They flipped and shifted.

The Silver Twilight Society members present had received some "optional" texts from Milo.

However, reality did not allow them to seriously distinguish which of the deformed infants wrapped in tentacles was recorded in the classics.

Because on one side of the mountain, something that had been lying there for some time had begun to wriggle.

No, there are two groups.

They were all turned ashore from the riverbed when the Scarlet Mountains crushed the canals.

Because its design was so filthy, resembling mud, it was naturally ignored and forgotten.

One of the clumps should be a slug.

A giant slug covered in thorns. Notably, the creature's lower jaw was split open, as if it had suffered some severe injury that never healed.

And another group...

Actually, it shouldn't be called a "clump" because, compared to the former's slug-like body shape, the latter has a four-limbed structure. However, because its loose skin is filled with fat, its whole body looks incredibly bloated, to the point that its overall shape looks no different from the slug next to it.

But its true form is actually a giant headless man.

Moreover, on the palms of both hands were huge mouths that emitted a foul stench.

...

Compared to the appearance of the deformed baby in the sky, the origins of the two that appeared later are easier to guess.

Because they used to live in the canal.

What is the upper reaches of the canal?

Seven Valley.

So the one with the broken jaw is Geraki; this trip is a return visit to a familiar place.

As for the headless man, who was even more swollen than the swollen woman, named Igoronak, perhaps he was brought here by Glaqira for courage, or perhaps for some other reason.

In short, the three giants of Seven River Valley have arrived at both ends.

These filthy old days, perpetually submerged in swamps and mud, also seem to have come for the blood moon.

If it were revenge, they should have launched an attack on Milo long ago, but ever since the Crimson Mountains emerged from the ground, they have been playing dead.

But as the volume of the celestial song gradually increased, the chaotic elements within the melody, which even the old days could not resist, successfully squeezed into their minds, shattering the "reason" belonging to the superiors and amplifying their primal, wild, and bestial nature infinitely...

These individuals from Seven Valleys might not have been considered part of the old hierarchy.

They often possess a corrupt and rotten order, like the ability of Glaqi to summon undead through dreams, but such an ability thrives on the battlefield where people are constantly losing their lives.

When someone in the enforcement team falls to the ground, fresh thorns quickly grow on their body, and they rise again to stab their colleagues with these thorns.

...

It seems that the madness caused by the celestial song has a far greater effect on the Old Ones than on ordinary human visionaries.

It's also possible that for these Great Old Ones, falling to the same psychological level as mortals is itself a form of madness.

So, the two who were AFK in front of the Fog Wall finally had no choice but to bite the bullet and join the battle.

Nightshade Wings and Windrunner also joined the chaos.

However, Wendigo usually stayed close to Rebecca and Marshall, knowing better than anyone what Milo least wanted to see after emerging from the fog wall.

...

The essence of madness lies in the fact that everything is without a clear purpose.

None of the living beings involved in the battle truly understand what they are gaining in return for their lives.

Including Milo. Perhaps this was simply a carnival orchestrated by some god who loved bloodshed, with everyone cooperating to please Him.

But that doesn't seem to be very accurate.

Because this vortex called Madness shows no sign of stopping in its accelerating process, once the gears link by link have drawn in the old days, they will soon drag the gods in as well, and no one can remain unscathed.

No god is qualified to control all of this; its complexity exceeds the scope of the order and power they control.

……

At this moment, the only ones who are truly clear-headed on the battlefield, besides the one inside the fog wall, are perhaps Yan.

Perhaps it cannot be called sobriety; rather, the escapist factor hidden in his genes is beginning to stir again.

He didn't know the meaning of this fighting, nor did he know what these fearless law enforcement officers were protecting, nor did he want to know.

Yan only knew that if things continued like this, everyone would die.

It's no longer a matter of one side dominating the battlefield; rather, the battlefield, like a meat grinder, is accelerating its operation.

He might be able to defeat any of the old days present, but new old days are constantly emerging from the ground.

So he had actually been considering retiring from the very beginning.

If he really manages to break through that fog wall, the first thing he'll do after breaking through is to grab Milo and run away.

Back when he was just an ordinary human, that's how he evaded Glaqi's dream.

Now, he desperately wants to escape this meat grinder.

...

"That's right, we have to leave."

"Yes, if you run too slowly, you'll definitely get into big trouble."

"But why is my heart beating so fast? I have this urge to rush in and go on a killing spree."

Is this what "getting fired up" means?

Yan felt that whenever he made up his mind to leave the battlefield, in addition to the ancient creatures blocking his way, there was an even stronger magic that compelled him to stay and continue fighting. That feeling successfully suppressed his desire to escape.

So he spread his black wings and soared into the air, beginning his search for the source of that strange driving force.

Until he spotted one side of the battlefield…

...

……

Two minutes later.

"So it was you who kept playing your mom's lousy songs!"

In a corner of the battlefield.

Yan smashed Rick's phonograph.

He slapped the guy across the face.

Yan breathed a sigh of relief when the passionate symphony came to an abrupt end.

"Hu~~"

For him, these tragic and passionate melodies were simply deadly.

Now that the music has stopped, he has calmed down considerably.

...

However, not everyone was as excited as he was about that lousy symphony.

To be precise, he was the only oddball who couldn't control himself because of Rick's symphony.

So Rick's slap was both unjust and not undeserved.

...

As Yan began to implement his escape plan, more and more members of the old order joined the battle and blocked his path.

He was still wondering why everyone was still so crazy even though the speakers had been smashed.

……

(End of this chapter)

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