Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea

Chapter 148 Corruption Giant
Winter is coming.

The exhaled breath instantly condensed into icy mist.

Pure white snowflakes fluttered down and landed on giants that were over ten meters tall.

These giants stand like towering hills on the silvery white snow.

Ever since the giants were integrated into the vast human race system and became a branch of it, there have been few such towering giants born.

Even for the giant extraordinary warriors who embarked on the "Twilight" path, their growth direction rarely expanded to this extent.

Moreover, these giants in front of him all had a huge upright single eye in the center of their faces.

They are giant demigods who have come all the way from the Dark Ages... They are the ones who survived the alien wars, the Great Purge, and various harsh missions.

They are the "Court Hunters".

Today, these giant demigods, whose number is less than one-tenth of that in their heyday, have been allowed to retain the name of their organization "King's Court Hunters" after being integrated into the human kingdom due to their loyalty and bravery.

Among this group of giants, the largest one, wearing heavy black armor, is Milgungen the Light Killer.

He is now an angel under the Lord, the "Glorious One" of the second sequence of the evening path.

He believed in the Lord.

He is also the strongest warrior under the command of the "Lord of Dusk".

Milgungen slowly raised his head, and in his single eye, like the morning light, there flashed a light of determination and majesty.

His voice echoed like thunder over the snow:
"Gentlemen, evil is now born in the former Prince of Dawn, and the ignorant individuals of the new generation have been bewitched. These foolish individuals only know how to pursue the glorious history of the giants, but they turn a blind eye to the sins of the giants who betrayed their ancestors during that period."

"They have fallen."

"They are blatantly treacherous."

He paused, his eyes revealing sorrow and anger, and continued:

"In the darkness, the Nighthawks have already impatiently raised their blades, ready to judge and punish those corrupt individuals."

"But the traitorous giant must be slain by us, the 'King's Court Hunters'!"

……

In the biting cold wind, a Cyclops, though of great stature, looked sorrowful, his voice trembling with complaint:

"Telement was captured, and Beatrice was sacrificed... The day we chose for our transformation now seems inappropriate! We should remain in hiding and accumulate strength..."

But before he could finish his words, a hand as big as a palm-leaf fan, wrapped in biting wind and snow, slapped him in the face.

The giant was instantly thrown to the snow, creating a snow pit.

A taller and stronger giant, with huge vertical eyes, glared at him and scolded:

"Your cowardly words betray the King. The King has called us, the King needs us. We will reunite under the King's banner and restore the glory of the Giants to the world."

Cursing, the tall and strong giant turned around and knocked on the heavy stone door in front of him.

Inside the stone gate was their temporary stronghold built based on the cave.

But no one opened the door.

A faint sound of beast-like chewing could be heard, seeping out intermittently from the crack in the door.

Just as the tall giant was feeling alert, he heard the gentle voice of his familiar female companion: "I'm here."

With a teeth-grinding creaking sound, the stone door slowly opened from the inside, and a soft female giant face appeared, with blood still stained at the corners of her mouth.

"Kendra, you're really slow."

The tall and strong giant didn't care about the female companions in the door who had returned to the bloody behavior of eating raw food. Since the day of transformation, many of his companions had resumed this old habit, and even he was wavering in his heart.

He just complained that Kendela was too slow, and kicked the giant who was approaching him, causing the giant to stagger and trot a few steps towards the depths of the cave.

After the kick, the giant felt a little relieved of his frustration and fear. Then, he looked at Kendela and asked casually, "What are you eating?"

Kendra licked the minced meat on her fingers with relish and smiled softly, "I'm sorry, my friend. I haven't had fresh meat in several days, so I overcooked it."

At this time, screams of companions were heard from deep in the cave.

The tall and strong giant's heart sank, realizing something was wrong, but when he hurriedly turned around to look.

But behind him, Kendela's plump body was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of green pus. Only her soft face, hanging above the pus, was vaguely visible.

Kendra's mouth opened and closed slightly, still smiling softly: "You can't escape, but this is the time for you to serve the king."

In Kendela's spiritual world, a giant with an aura of decay is calling out to Him. The position of the vertical eyes in the center of the giant's face looks like a dead star, empty and decayed.

The survival instinct made the tall and strong giant fight back, but the strength he was proud of could not hurt the pool of pus at all.

In the blink of an eye, his tall and strong body was covered with pus.

Outside the cave, several towering black-armored giants surrounded them.

……

Angel Parish.

The stone city covered with lush vegetation stands quietly like a paradise.

Amanesis, dressed in a black dress, surveyed the transformed, habitable environment and asked, "Spiritual Angel, has the restlessness of the alien species subsided?"

"Yes." Tolzner, half of his face covered with roses, nodded and said, "The will that troubles me seems to have focused on other things."

Tolzner didn't know the true identity of the girl before him, but he was certain she represented the Lord's will. He sighed and said, "However, those previously restless alien species were forced into a deep sleep."

Amanesis was not worried about the restless alien species, because the human legion of the "Dark Angel" Parish had a standing force that could curb alien riots, and the psychic dragons in the sky were also a solid insurance left by Hermione.

What He needs to pay attention to is Tolzner's condition.

If the Angel King, the "Spiritual Angel", were to lose control due to the interference of certain wills, and if there were no other "Angel Kings" to restrain him in time, it would cause considerable harm to the human kingdom.

Seeing the unconcealed concerns of the girl in the black dress in front of him, Tolzner said:

"I also know that the uniqueness and characteristics left before me were too coincidental. Now that I think about it, it was from that time that I was noticed, influenced, and entangled by the existence that aroused desire."

As he spoke, Tolzner's handsome face revealed a resolute expression:
"But I have the authority to restrain and control. Even if that will comes again, I am confident that I can resist its influence after being prepared."

"Although I don't know what enemy the Lord is fighting, I know that this place is so peaceful because of the Lord's presence. That will can only guide me, not control me."

Amanesis listened to Tolziner's words, and though he wasn't entirely reassured, his apparent resolve gave him a greater sense of confidence in his plan. Amanesis said, "I need you to take action against an archangel who might be as powerful as you. At the very least, keep him in check."

"Archangel?"

Tolzner was stunned. He was a low-key and introverted person, but he did not think that the archangel would be his opponent.

But the name spoken by the girl in the black dress made him look surprised.

"The original giant god, 'God of the Dawn' Badheir."

"Not only has he now acquired the 'Hand of God' trait and been promoted to an archangel, he has also received the power of the Realm of Decay from the Lord's enemies."

Amanesis spoke, revealing a pair of glasses in his hand. He handed them to Tolzner and said, "Wearing these glasses will allow you to track the presence of the Hand of God. Furthermore, they can help you see through the various abilities used by your enemies."

A powerful magical item...

Tolzner took the glasses and put them on gently.

His gaze fell on the girl in the black dress in front of him. He could vaguely feel the aura of "God's Hand" hidden in her body, and he could see that the girl had an essence that surpassed that of an archangel.

The girl in the black dress in front of me is actually also a "King of Angels"!
……

The city of steel.

Russell sat alone in the laboratory, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He found that the wise old man had less and less contact with him. So far, he had not contacted him for at least a month. Even when he took the initiative to call the old man, he received no response.

"Could something have happened to the wise old man?"

Russell frowned, feeling a little worried.

He recently had a feeling that his luck as a "traveler" had suddenly dissipated.

The wise men who guided Him lost contact;
Grisha, the "time traveler" who was intended to be won over, inexplicably fell into the worship of the gods;

The "Moss Ascetic Order" he and his partners founded also suffered a heavy blow. Stiano, who was also a founder, betrayed them and turned against them with some of the wizards who split away from them. He helped the official forces to capture their members all over the world, while absorbing new wizards.

Moreover, recently, the fellows of the Moss Ascetic Order have not found any "universalists" who dare to cast their eyes to the sky...

"Is it... time for me to leave?" Russell muttered to himself with a gloomy expression. Currently, he was the only one in the Moss Ascetic Order capable of completing the research on aircraft.

Feeling dejected, Russell picked up a pen and wrote in his diary:
"When facing a formidable behemoth, perhaps my companions and I need to maintain strategic focus while also adjusting our tactics."

"Provoking them while we're weak is like hitting a rock with an egg, and it will only put us in greater danger. We must learn to be patient, bide our time, and accumulate strength."

"Perhaps, I need to prioritize improving my own sequence and strength. Only with that powerful power can I truly possess the power to change the world."

"He can replace him!" Russell wrote these words heavily at the end of his diary.

After finishing the diary with emotion, Russell saw the response from the "Diary System". He was excited about finding the pattern of the "Diary" when the flashing words startled him:
[On August 8th, I was invited to the White Maple Palace for the first time to attend the ball hosted by His Majesty the King.]

【…】

【I have been summoned by His Majesty the King tonight.】

I thought, coming from Earth and having received equal education, that I would be neither humble nor overbearing, but in reality, I was still very nervous and excited, unconsciously bending over and lowering my head.

[Of course, I know that the King and I are equal in personality...]

【This is the charm of power! 】

Earth!

Russell widened his eyes as he looked at the "human language" diary that appeared before him. He was surprised to find that all the words had turned into "Chinese" at this moment.

Not only that, he looked at the handwriting carefully and found that it was actually the handwriting he had scribbled before he traveled through time.

Although he boldly came into contact with the "Diary System", Russell regarded it as a contact with the devil in his heart. After all, this world has mysterious powers.

Demons, devils, abysses, etc., all really exist.

But at this moment, the "Earth" revealed in the diary, the familiar Chinese characters revealed before him, and the familiar handwriting, all made him have a guess:
The "Diary System" is related to my time travel?!
[The host explores the mystery of time travel and receives a gift package of encouragement.]

【Host, please check. 】

【whether】

Russell hesitated, but still chose to confirm.

At this moment, a shimmering brain-like entity lay quietly before Him.

It is still lovingly marked:

Mystic Scholar

This is the promotion material He urgently needs!
He had been preparing for the promotion ceremony and supporting materials since he last obtained the Secret of God. He even knew that Grisha was helping him apply for the "Mystic Scholar" trait...

Is this diary system really my golden finger?

At this moment, Russell also thought of the mysterious silver medal that allowed him to travel through time.

Perhaps, after successfully being promoted to the "Mystic Scholar", he will have the ability to decipher the secret on the silver plate.

Perhaps He could find out the reason why He traveled to another world, and...

Explore this "diary system".

……

Inside the cold and eerie "palace," Hermione sat on the Iron Throne and, after gifting a copy of "Mystic Scholar" to Roselle, who had chosen to accept it, she then turned her attention to the intelligence that Amanesis had gathered for her.

The mastermind behind the secret organization "The Society of the Final Annihilation" that spread among the giant group is the long-lost "God of the Dawn" Badheir.

According to Amanesis's intelligence, Badheir not only obtained the last "Hand of God", thus being promoted to an archangel, but was also suspected of receiving support from the power of the Outer God who influenced the "Angels of Spirits", gaining the authority of decline that was similar to the "Twilight" path.

"The Outer God who treated 'God of Spiritual Creatures' Torzina as a plaything was the 'Mother Tree of Desire'..."

"But it's clear that the authority of the 'Mother Tree of Desire' does not include 'decay'."

Hermione pondered the old names...

It didn't take long for "The Decayed King" to come to her mind.

(End of this chapter)