Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 13: Banshee
Hughes' throat moved, but he couldn't utter a word to refute.

It was indeed a coincidence, just as Ash said, everything fit together.

And why should he refute it? He is not actively deceiving. Maybe the prophecy is true and he really is the god of this ethnic group.

His territory is still threatened by pirates, but with these foreigners who worship him as a god, pirates don't seem to be a big problem anymore, right?

Hughes was a little shaken.

Before he could think about it, Ash's voice sounded again from the side.

"Let's continue diving, complete our transformation, fulfill our mission, and not let the sacrifices of our people go to waste."

The cursed nodded and dived deeper together. From time to time, someone would turn around and secretly glance at Hughes, their eyes filled with enthusiasm and anticipation.

This made Xius feel uneasy.

“My, my hand!!”

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise, and the tribesmen turned around to look and found that one of them was raising one of its limbs - perhaps it could really be called a hand now.

Although the limb was still swollen, some muscle lines could be vaguely seen, and it was indeed an arm.

The tribesman stared at his arm in amazement, and touched it gently and carefully, as if it was something extremely precious.

The tribesmen looked at the limb, which was no longer swollen, in fascination, as if they had seen a treasure. They were quiet and yearning, approaching it cautiously but not daring to touch it.

"Sure enough, sure enough! The prophecy is true, the gods are with us!"

"Let's keep diving. This tragic curse will soon be gone." Ash paused. "No, this isn't a curse. This is a change in water pressure. It's a test given to us by the gods!"

After saying that, it dived down quickly, and the other swollen monsters also sped up.

Xius had no choice but to follow.

After diving madly all the way down, Zeus could no longer see the entrance to the abyss. Fortunately, the symbiotic contract allowed him to see even without light.

As the speed increased, the warm sea water began to flow quickly around the body, and white bubbles were left behind like ribbons. The cursed people cheered and rushed deeper into the abyss.

Zeus subconsciously covered his face with his hands. When he moved his hands away, the water flow gradually slowed down and the cursed creatures around him stopped. Zeus looked at the creatures around him with his eyes wide open.

Their swollen and ugly skin slowly shrank back, turning into smooth bodies like statues, and their limbs that were twisted by swelling gradually revealed their original appearance.

Soon, in front of Zeus's shocked gaze, they revealed their true appearance.

Their upper bodies look like human females, but they have three pairs of arms, and their lower bodies are snake tails. When they were hunched and swollen, they were about the same size as humans, but now that their original appearance has been revealed, they are much taller than Zeus when they stand up straight.

"Humans, mermaids!?" Zeus opened his mouth wide. He originally thought that these swollen monsters would be just walruses or other creatures when they turned back to their original form. He never expected that they would be a group of mermaids.

No, they are not the mermaids in the legend of the previous life. Zeus calmed down a little. Although they also have beautiful faces, they do not have fish tails, and the number of arms does not match.

"What's a mermaid?"

A strange face came closer, and Zeus subconsciously took a step back, and then he felt the familiar feeling coming from the symbiotic contract.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, Zeus murmured in disbelief: "Are you Ash?" She waved her tail and looked at Zeus with some confusion.

For the first time, Zeus took a serious look at the "swollen monster" with whom he had signed a contract.

Her tail was long and slender, covered in beautiful light grey scales that shone with a metallic sheen. Her six arms were slender and well-built, and her face was resolute. Her long hair and eyebrows were silver-white, gently undulating in the water like sparkling gems in the sun.

There is a strange beauty.

If you ignore the fact that she is a whole lot taller than me, she could be called a beauty. Well, half a beauty.

Zeus didn't have the mind to judge the appearance of his symbiote. He turned his head and looked around. Although the specific appearance and scale color were different, they all looked basically the same.

Zeus calmed himself down, looked at Ash who was still waiting for a reply, and slowly spoke:
"Mermaids are beautiful creatures in fantasy, a bit like you. When I saw your appearance just now, I subconsciously thought you were mermaids, but there are differences if you look closely." Zeus glanced at their snake tails and felt that this shape was more like the Naga in the legend of the previous life.

At this point, Zeus asked curiously, "What's the name of your tribe? We can't just keep calling you the Cursed, right?"

In fact, he had been calling it a bloat monster, Zeus thought to himself, his eyes running over Ash's slender figure, which was not bloated at all.

"Banshee." She said slowly, her tone sounding both condolence and remembrance.

"We are the Banshees, the Banshees of the Seven Seas." She suddenly raised her voice, and the surrounding Banshees looked over. Ash stood up straight, facing the gazes around him and said, "My people, the prophecy of the past has been fulfilled. The new gods have led us to complete our transformation and free ourselves from the curse. We are no longer the pitiful cursed, but Banshees who roam freely at the bottom of the seven seas!"

The banshees slowly gathered together. They had been enslaved for so long that they had almost forgotten the taste of freedom. Getting rid of the curse was like a new life for them.

Ash's tone gradually rose.

"We once lost our gods, our homes, and everything we had. When we had nothing left, a new god descended upon us, guiding us to break the curse and reach the promised land. Fellow tribesmen, let us pledge our loyalty to the new god!!!"

The banshees' eyes lit up and they looked at Zeus fanatically. Ash twisted his tail and swam slowly in front of him.

Zeus raised his head and looked up at Ash. It was the first time he realized that his contractor was so tall.

Ash lowered his eyes, then crossed his three pairs of arms over his chest, slid his tail backward, and leaned forward, kneeling in front of Zeus.

"My Lord, you saved us. The Banshee is willing to offer her loyalty to you. Please tell me your name, and the Banshee will make it resound throughout the seven seas!"

The thick, long, silver-white hair danced in the sea water, and Zeus suddenly seemed to be standing in a silver river.

He turned his head and looked around. The banshees were prostrating themselves one after another. The fanatical and pious atmosphere was like a passionate war song, which made his heart pound and his throat dry.

Zeus knew that as long as he stated his name here, or even just with his tacit consent, he would become the god of these banshees and could control this group at will.

He didn't need to do anything, just be ambiguous and these banshees would fill in the whole story themselves. He had done nothing wrong.

Furthermore, his appearance perfectly matched the prophecy. Could he truly be a god? Perhaps the golden throne was his divine kingdom, and these bodies were merely his playthings in this mortal realm.

There is no harm in it. Look at these banshees, they are also looking forward to the appearance of a new god, which is also helping them.

My heart is pounding, my will is wavering, and my reason is like a candle in the wind.

Hughes gritted his teeth.

(End of this chapter)