Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 859 Lord of Flames

So what was the actual scene like that unfolding on the sea?

To put it in a more general way, Milo walked out of Nanwei City and saw a sneaky, low-level Old One, so he beat it up.

As for the fiery behemoths that are taller than the sky and the mechanical creations that spew black mist, they are all just images that Michael Summers "sees" from the perspective of a subordinate.

It was neither a hallucination before death nor something that actually happened.

That was merely a rather simplistic picture presented to him by his shallow understanding.

In fact, he did not drown in the cold seabed. By a twist of fate, when Milo left Nanwei City, Michael also followed the passage that opened in that instant to the other side of the Dreamland.

To some extent, Michael did glimpse a corner of the truth of the world, but he may never be able to understand the principles behind the truth or comprehend what he saw, so he was both lucky and tragic.

...

But if the beings fighting before him are the traditional Great Old Ones.

Therefore, it is highly likely that Michael Summers will die from the mental madness caused by his depleted sanity before being completely deprived of body temperature by the seawater.

But one of the two sides in that battle was exceptionally unique, perhaps even the most unique ruler in history, because he fed on fear.

So the madness did not take Michael Summers' life.

And because this gluttonous fear-monger now possesses humanity, Michael was even spared the ordinary method of drowning...

So overall, he should be considered lucky.

...

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Michael Summers was eventually returned to Nanwei City Hospital.

The hospital emergency room staff quickly checked the injured man and, after confirming he wasn't carrying any apples, carried him inside.

"It's said that fishermen pulled it out of the water. They thought it was dead, but not long after it was pulled ashore, it started yelling about some kind of fire giant..."

"What is he wearing? It's a complete mess."

"I don't know either."

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Urban area.

Inside the law enforcement office.

Milo stared at an incomplete map of Nanwei City hanging on the wall.

The edges of the map had faded and become blurred, making it impossible to discern the names of the other realms bordering Nanwei City.

"Knowledge beyond the fog has gradually been erased from the memories of the Nanwei people."

He also realized this from Michael Summers.

This restless young scholar was supposed to enroll in Miskatonic, but after the Blood Moon, everything was erased.

Along with the University of Michigan's acceptance letter, the lettering on the edge of the map, the railway tracks leading to other cities, and so on disappeared.

A black cat's paw leaped over the desk and landed on the stack of books.

Marshall first found a comfortable position to sit down, and then asked Milo:
"Who was the one who came this morning?"

Clearly, Marshall was aware of the surveillance outside Nanwei City and the subsequent large-scale disturbances Milo caused outside.

This is still a cat that cares about current events. "One of the few advantages of the Dreamland is that the people here like to introduce themselves, especially those from temples, even the servants." Milo tossed a broken emblem with a flame totem in front of Marshall, and continued, "Unfortunately, there are too many temples in the Dreamland, and I don't recognize them all."

"The Shining Flame?" Marshall blurted out after only one glance at the emblem.

This is also a very knowledgeable cat.

"You recognize all of these?" Milo turned around and glanced at Marshall, quite surprised.

“That’s a temple dedicated to the Lord of Flame, one of the oldest temples in the Dreamland. Before the order of the world’s flowing light was formed, the Shining Flame was the only source of light in the Dreamland. Every race with a bit of history has legends and records related to it,” Marshall said calmly, licking his paws.

"Lord of Flames?" Milo repeated the title.

“One of the factions of the gods of the dream world of Kadas,” Marshall added.

"Does His name also contain the word 'flame'?" Milo asked curiously.

“No, His real name was ‘Carakal’,” Marshall shook his head.

“Oh~” Milo said thoughtfully: “You know, where I’m from, character names that clearly have the fire attribute usually include a word related to fire.”

"You guys really lack creativity," Marshall retorted bluntly.

……

“So why are Kakarra’s family here to join in the fun?” Milo examined the map on the wall again.

“Carakal,” Marshall corrected, adding, “I suppose it’s because you threw Him into the abyss too.”

“There are too many victim gods to remember them all.” During the Blood Moon Cataclysm, Milo did not notice any figure that fit the title of Lord of Flames. Then he thought for a moment: “Wait a minute, who is it that lost the servants of the gods?”

"Then the only explanation is the black flame on your body." Marshall's thinking was quite clear.

“You mean the fire of sin?” Milo raised an eyebrow. “That is indeed possible.”

"So you took care of that sneaky guy?" This was the question Marshall was more concerned about.

“It was just an avatar, crush it.” Milo nodded.

“Emma is right, more and more attention will be drawn to this place in the future.” Perhaps feeling uncomfortable sitting at the table, Marshall jumped onto the bookshelf and found a corner to settle down in.

“This is unavoidable.” Milo nodded. “It’s not just here. The Southern Territory, which was lost in the main story, is now a piece of fat meat of faith waiting to be slaughtered. The various temples, who are in a state of panic, need to use faith to consolidate their remaining blessings. Let Rick hurry up and figure out the matter of summoning the warp. Once the remaining few people have gone home, we can take the initiative to make a move, right?”

"You mean the Four Horsemen?" Marshall asked.

“Of course,” Milo replied calmly, his back to Marshall.

"Daisy may not be willing to tell you where they are."

“She has the eye of reason. When she tells me the location of the Four Horsemen, it means we will be in an invincible position by then. I’m not in a hurry at all,” Milo shrugged.

Marshall seemed thoughtful.

Given this situation, it really can't offer any better suggestions.

...

The man and his cat remained silent for a short while in the office.

Then Marshall asked again:
"So, do you guys use ice-attribute characters in your names too?"

...

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(End of this chapter)