Godslayer: My Forbidden Ruins Master

"Huff...huff..."

The fifth follower ripped off his diving helmet, revealing a young face pale and terrified from being submerged in seawater. He was breathing heavily, his body trembling slightly uncontrollably, as he looked at the equally disheveled figure beside him.

"Second...Second Brother...What was that just now? A high-energy reaction that suddenly appeared and disappeared on the radar...It was terrifying! Even from this distance, my soul is trembling!"

The second seated believer, known as the Second Brother, looked even more grim. He wiped the seawater from his face, and fear lingered deep in his eyes.

Just now, during the deep-sea dive, an indescribable, terrifying pressure, seemingly capable of crushing souls, swept across the deep sea like a tangible shockwave.

Even through the submarine's thick alloy hull and diving suit, his heart stopped for a moment, as if he were facing an ancient god from the abyss.

"Shut up!" he hissed in a low voice, a slight tremor in his voice.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask! Those are beings far beyond our comprehension fighting..."

Completing Master Ye Yu's task is the only way to survive!

He subconsciously touched a hard object at his waist. It was a one-time forbidden item given to him by the dream, meant to destroy the Zhenxu Stele at a critical moment. At this moment, it had become his only psychological support.

His gaze shifted to the silent figure beside him—Ma Yitian.

The newly crowned ninth seat appeared unusually "calm," at least on the surface.

He was kneeling on the reef, carefully inspecting his equipment: a specially made rune pistol that shimmered with a ghostly blue light, several strangely shaped metal spheres resembling sea urchins, and a sophisticated signal jamming device.

Their movements were meticulous, their eyes focused, as if the terrifying pressure that had almost driven them to the brink of mental collapse was merely insignificant background noise.

“Nine Seats,” the second seat’s voice was scrutinizing, “is the signal jamming device definitely capable of covering the perimeter of the fasting place for early warning?”

The underwater surveillance network in that godforsaken place was personally set up by Master Chen; it's said to be able to trigger an alarm even if a mutated sea shrimp swims by.

Ma Yitian raised his head, a perfectly measured, confident smile befitting a fanatical believer, but his eyes remained calm and undisturbed: "Second Brother, don't worry."

This is the 'Silent Realm' bestowed by the Lord of Dreams, which incorporates some 'mysterious' characteristics.

As long as we don't actively trigger the highest level of energy defense, conventional sonar and psionic wave detection will be perfectly blocked.

That's enough for us to sneak up silently onto the entrance to the sewage pipes outside the prison.

He patted the device. "Activate it now?"

Looking at Ma Yitian's face, which was full of "loyalty and reliability," and remembering that the other party had recently proven his "innocence" in a soul-searching interrogation, the last trace of doubt in the second seat was temporarily suppressed.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, which smelled salty and rusty, and nodded vigorously: "Open! Immediately! Time waits for no one. Lord Yiyu is holding off the medium, so our window of opportunity won't be long!"

Ma Yitian deftly embedded a crystal that shimmered with a dark purple light at the core of the device.

Buzz! A force field, almost invisible to the naked eye yet capable of subtly distorting the surrounding light, instantly spread out from the device, enveloping the three of them.

The deafening roar of the waves crashing against the rocks seemed to be instantly pulled away and blurred.

"The force field has been activated and will last for four hours."

Ma Yitian's voice sounded somewhat muffled within the force field, "Target: the underwater sewage outlet east of the fasting place. Estimated submersion time: 45 minutes. Maintain communication silence during the operation. Wait..."

He paused, a barely perceptible glint of malice flashing in his eyes. "Wait for my final signal to act."

"Understood!" The fifth seat tightened his grip on the gun, trying to suppress the fear and excitement in his heart.

The second seat took one last, deep look at the silhouette of the fasting monastery on the distant horizon, looming like a steel behemoth amidst leaden clouds and towering waves, a ruthless glint in his eyes:

"Let's go! For the glory of Lord Yiyu! For the great cause of the Church!"

Let the Night's Watch's 'unbreakable' fortress crumble from within!

Three dark figures, like ink drops merging into the sea, silently slid down the reef and disappeared once more beneath the cold, surging waves, stealthily making their way towards the steel fortress that symbolized order and confinement.

The instant Ma Yitian entered the water, his fingertips almost imperceptibly traced a very subtle rune on the inside of his wetsuit.

An extremely faint signal pulse with an unusual frequency pierced through the "silent domain," spreading out in a predetermined direction like a stone thrown into the deep sea.

……

Almost in the same sea area, about ten nautical miles away from where Ma Yitian and his two companions landed, there was another, more remote, rocky beach with larger waves.

"Pfft—! Ugh! Oh my god... I... I never want to touch seawater again in my life! It's so salty! And I've filled my stomach with it!"

A round, plump figure lay sprawled on the cold rocks like a seal washed ashore, coughing violently and spitting out bitter seawater.

Baili Pangpang's face was pale, and his expensive custom-made casual clothes were soaked through with seawater, clinging tightly to his body and highlighting his "plump" figure, making him look like a drowned rat... and an overweight one at that.

Beside him, Cao Yuan was in no better condition.

His soaked black combat uniform clung to his lean body, and water droplets dripped down his sharply defined jawline.

He knelt on one knee, one hand bracing against the reef, his chest heaving violently, his breathing heavy, but his eyes, like unsheathed blades, warily scanned this unfamiliar and dangerous coastline.

The hilt of the straight knife, tightly wrapped in a waterproof cloth on his back, gleamed coldly in the dim light.

"You fatso... what kind of route did you find...?" Cao Yuan caught his breath and glared at Baili Pangpang, who was still gagging. "What happened to the... secret and safe passage? We were almost... swept into an underwater whirlpool by the undercurrents!"

Baili Pangpang finally caught his breath, rolled his eyes, and waved his hand weakly:

"Old Cao...cough cough...can you blame me for this?"

The area outside the fasting place...that's Master Chen's territory!

The underwater surveillance is denser than the mesh of a honeycomb briquette! They managed to find this... gap... naturally disrupted by ocean currents and magnetic fields... to sneak in...

This is already a miracle created by me, Fatty, using my money and connections!

He struggled to sit up, staring at the silhouette of the steel prison in the distance, which resembled a monstrous beast in the wind and rain. He couldn't help but shrink back, his face showing an exaggerated expression of lingering fear.

"My goodness... this godforsaken place makes my legs cramp just looking at it..."

Old Lu... he wouldn't have really been... been... done in there, would he?" He subconsciously covered his buttocks, as if he had already sensed some unspeakable threat.

Cao Yuan looked at his cowardly appearance, and his lips twitched slightly, giving him a mocking sneer: "Don't worry."

With your flabby frame, you'll be the first one they spot when you go in.

"Chrysanthemums are in danger? Ha, I think it's because there's too much grease and oil, just enough for the starving jackals inside to feast on."

"Hiss—!" Baili Pangpang's entire body trembled, and he suddenly squeezed his legs together, desperately protecting his back with his hands, looking at Cao Yuan in terror:

"Old Cao! Don't try to scare me like that! I, Fatty, have remained chaste for twenty years! Pure and immaculate!"

Then, with a mournful face, he said, "Then...then Old Lu, with his delicate skin...isn't he even more in danger? It's all over, all over, all over..."

Cao Yuan was too lazy to deal with this clown anymore. He stood up, wrung out the water from his clothes, and sharply scanned the terrain in front of him.