Zongman: My five senses are connected with the proud daughter of the world

The girl's pupils reflected the dome filled with starlight. Countless diamond-shaped crystals were suspended in the underground space as big as a football field, and light blue light flowed in the transparent pipes like the Milky Way.

She looked down at the ground beneath her feet again. The material was completely indistinguishable. It seemed to be some kind of alloy, but also seemed to be marble.

There are also streams of light flowing along certain specific trajectories on the ground, and some places are marked with light and shadow to indicate the way.

What shocked Eriri even more, leaving her speechless, were the devices that were everywhere and that she couldn't understand at all.

Are those moving metal lumps robots? Why can they float and fly without wheels?

Why is it that on that platform over there, when someone stands on it, there's just a flash of light and then the person disappears?

And those steps, stairs and various passages in the air should look like light and shadow effects, but why can people and equipment move freely on them?

Too much misunderstanding made Yinglili's mind a mess.

"Even if this isn't my first time seeing this, it's still unbelievable," Kasumigaoka Utaha said softly. "This place is just like an alien base from a science fiction movie. Junior, if you tell me you're the leader of an alien invasion, I'll believe you!"

Is this shocking? If you were to see the current Starport, wouldn't you be so shocked that you couldn't sleep at all?

Jiang Lianqiu raised his hand and patted Ying Lili's head: "Come back to your senses, Zhai Lili."

"Well……"

This time, Ying Lili rarely said anything in response to Zhai Lili's address, but just looked at Jiang Lianqiu with eyes filled with strong uneasiness and doubt.

"Qiu...Brother Qiu...what on earth is going on here?"

There was a tremor in the little girl's voice, and she looked like she was about to cry, which was very endearing.

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Lianqiu pinched Ying Lili's soft cheek again, "Don't worry, everything here belongs to me, and they are all my... subordinates?"

"Since I chose to bring you here, I naturally intend to tell you something - choose a place to calm down first."

With Jiang Lianqiu's comfort, Ying Lili finally calmed down, but she still timidly stuck to him and walked forward with Jiang Lianqiu.

……Dividing line……

It wasn't just Eriri who was dumbfounded, but also Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Nearly half an hour later, in a lounge, two girls sat on the sofa, staring in amazement at Jiang Lianqiu who was leisurely sipping tea across from them, and Belfast who was standing behind him.

After a long while, Eriri swallowed her saliva with a grunt and asked, "So, Brother Qiu, you are actually an alien!?"

"If you insist on saying that, it's not without problems..."

As soon as Jiang Lianqiu finished speaking, Ying Lili held her pale face in her hands in horror: "It's over! Is there still a possibility between us? Can humans and aliens have children?!"

Jiang Lianqiu: “?”

Belfast staggered.

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her head and looked at Eriri with a look of astonishment.

"What are you thinking about every day?" Jiang Lianqiu rolled his eyes and felt relieved - the fact that she could ask such a stupid question meant that the girl had accepted it.

Ying Lili pouted and complained softly: "It's your fault that you didn't do it last night, Brother Qiu... But I can now..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's ears twitched, and she remembered the kiss mark on Eriri's collarbone that she saw at noon, and her legs began to shake unconsciously.

"What the hell? I was right. I thought the evil god was outrageous enough, but I didn't expect there would be a master..."

The literary girl sighed.

"Evil god? What evil god?" Ying Lili asked back.

Just now, Jiang Lianqiu only briefly introduced his identity, but had not formally talked about the evil god with Ying Lili.

So, in the next few minutes, Eriri, whose three views had been destroyed once and who had finally rebuilt a new worldview, was dumbfounded again as expected.

Chapter 45·Wryyyyyyyy!

The time was probably when Jiang Lianqiu was explaining the reason to Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha in the underground base of the Silver Crown Tower.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon in Tokyo, and it's almost midnight in Alaska, on the other side of the world.

Five modified snowmobiles plowed through the permafrost on the frozen coastline 70 kilometers northwest of Nome.

Jacob, the old hunter wrapped in sealskin, clutched the brass holy emblem on his chest. The lead-sealed titanium box in the trunk was oozing dark red liquid. The thing they had painstakingly salvaged from the North Atlantic was now pulsating regularly in the box, like the heart of a sleeping giant.

"These elderberries must be tied with the blood from the breasts of menstruating women..."

Priestess Madeline tore open her reindeer-skin cloak, revealing her chest covered with dark golden tattoos.

She stabbed the obsidian dagger soaked in salmon ovary fluid under her left breast. When the gushing blood dyed the twelve twisted elder branches red, a pack of tundra wolves that happened to pass by in the rearview mirror suddenly let out a strange long cry that sounded like a baby crying and a wolf howling.

““““Ouch——””””

As the snowmobile stopped at the site of an abandoned whaling station, Jacob smelled the sweet smell of corruption in the air.

He knelt on the frozen ground at minus thirty degrees Celsius, and at some point his movement of chiseling the ice with a mattock suddenly stopped.

——Under the ice cap where no grass should grow, there is actually a group of purple fly agaric fungi in midsummer. The gills that should have rotted are now dancing with phosphorescence in the darkness.

"That's right... That's it... Everything matches up...!"

The murmurs excitedly made Madeline behind her hiss like a snake.

"The Holy Box! Bring out the Holy Box!"

As Jacob used hydraulic pliers to cut open the lead seal, all the believers wearing protective masks heard the dull thud of heads hitting metal.

The head soaked in formalin suddenly opened its eyes, and its golden pupils reflected an inhuman luster under the starlight of Alaska's polar night.

"See? The spiral marks on the temple of the skull!"

Madeline pointed the dagger, still dripping with blood, at the head.

"This is exactly the same as the séance mark on the parchment fragment of the third act of the rite."

What she didn't notice was that when the tip of the dagger was three centimeters away from the eyeball of the skull, the rust on the surface of the dagger suddenly reorganized into strange characters.

——DIO.

The believers were excited and frightened, and a strange feeling of dizziness kept coming from their minds.

Enduring the dizziness, they, wearing tattered yellow cloaks, began to build an inverted pentagram structure with elderberry branches.

Finally, a group of people stood together, took out daggers and pointed them at their right eyes.

puff!puff!

The sharp blade pierced into the eye socket, and the eyeball with nerve endings was gouged out alive by them!

This behavior should have caused human beings to feel deep pain and utter unbearable wails, but it did not make anyone present feel miserable.

They all murmured funeral orations in strange accents, and their brains, whose neural structures had been tampered with on the physical level, seemed to ignore such pain.

No one noticed that as the night sky grew darker inexplicably, several stars gradually took on a blasphemous color.

The believers, who had gouged out their eyeballs, carefully and devoutly placed their bloody eyeballs with nerve endings at the intersections of the elderberry branches, at the connection points tied with seal casings.

“Huh…Huh…start resonating!”

Madeline grinned and cut off her left ear with a dagger.

She pinched the flesh and blood with cartilage fragments in her hand as a pen and wrote something quickly on the opened copy of the Yellow Robe Funeral Oration.

At the same time, twelve believers led by Jacob, holding bloody obsidian daggers, began to chant taboo passages in ancient Phoenician.

Every time "Hasta" was sounded, the masseter muscles of the head in the center of the altar would twitch unnaturally.

At some point, the aurora in the sky suddenly twisted into a spiral.

The originally emerald green light band was stained with a dark yellow hue like pus. Fish gill-like cracks grew on Madeline's naked back, and mist with fluorescent floaters was sprayed out in rhythm with the chanting.

The protective mask on Jacob's face was suddenly covered with ice crystals. When he wiped off the frost, he saw that the snow around the altar was oozing a sticky black liquid.

“He is answering us!!!”

Jacob screamed in ecstasy, his teeth growing sharper at a visible speed.

The old hunter rushed to the altar and licked the fangs of the skull with his tongue.

The moment his tongue was cut, the entire tundra was filled with organ-like roars—not from the outside world, but from the auditory hallucinations produced by the resonance inside the skulls of every believer.

The head on the altar suddenly floated up, and the formalin liquid condensed into countless eyeball-shaped droplets in the air, as if some incomprehensible evil was watching them.

Finally, when the light of the North Star suddenly grew stronger again, the head let out its first scream.

This is not a sonic attack, but a torrent of information that acts directly on the nervous system.

In an instant, everyone heard a strange roar——

“WRYYYYYYYYYYYYY——!!!!”

……Dividing line……

In a traditional Japanese house in the suburbs of Tokyo, Japan.

A burly man who looked to be in his thirties but was actually in his forties or fifties was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, watching the news boredly.

Suddenly, the picture on the TV became blurry for a moment.

The man frowned in confusion, feeling something in his heart, and looked towards the west.

Through the window, he could only see the dry landscape in the yard, but a certain throbbing in his heart told him that something seemed to have happened that was related to him.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

Behind the man who unconsciously uttered the cry of invincibility—Jotaro Kujo—a human-shaped shadow seemed to be emerging.

At the same time, inside the underground base of the Silver Crown Tower.

In the experimental field, Jiang Lianqiu, who was listening to von Neumeow's latest research report, had a slightly changed expression.

The hunting and tracking technique had its first response.

Belfast's eyes flickered with data. Under the puzzled gazes of Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha, he said solemnly to Jiang Lianqiu, "Master, the team in Alaska has sent in the latest report!"

"The Tokyo reconnaissance team also responded simultaneously. They reported that a certain residential area suddenly experienced a large amount of abnormal information!"

Chapter 46: Beach, Corpse, and Direwolf

Nomes, West Coast, Alaska.

In this high-latitude area with not much industry, there should be a brilliant starry sky, and even gorgeous auroras are not uncommon.

However, at this moment, the night sky above Nomes Port seemed obscure and unclear.

The dark clouds that drifted in from time to time obscured the starlight from the Milky Way, as if an invisible giant hand was trying to cover something.

"Ouch——"

The spine-chilling wolf howls broke the silence. Led by a leader, a group of Alaskan ice wolves came to the wasteland near the abandoned whaling station.

The retinal membrane, which has disappeared in humans during the long process of evolution but has been mostly retained in other carnivorous mammals, reflects a creepy green light in the dim night.

This group of ice wolves, who smelled the blood, first wandered in the outer area, and finally, led by the leader, gradually approached the sea near the wasteland.

The rustling waves hit the land, and the sea water that surged onto the shore completely soaked the flesh and blood scattered on the ground in groups of three or two.

Scattered pieces of flesh, bone fragments, and the human body's tissue structures in a mixture of dark yellow, purple and other colors were scattered on the ground like building blocks that had been violently broken apart by a child.

As the sea water flooded over, it left behind patches of disgusting reddish-brown foam around.

In just a moment, the flesh, blood and broken bones that had been emitting warmth not long ago were covered with a layer of dark red frost due to the extremely cold temperature here.

That is ice formed by condensation of blood and tissue fluid.

A thick whimper rolled out of the wolf leader's throat.

A sticky fishy smell that goes against biological instinct is oozing out from the pieces of meat wrapped in ice crystals, but the hungry stomach is wriggling and roaring in the cold wind of minus 30 degrees Celsius.

As it tentatively bit the half-solidified organ fragments, some tiny, slug-like dark yellow substance suddenly emerged from the cross-section of the meat and wrapped around the tip of its tongue.

All the direwolves suddenly howled at the same time.

Their pupils were contracting violently, and their dark green eyes began to emit a turbid sulfur-like halo.

The wolf leader's spine made a teeth-grinding cracking sound, and the originally smooth bone contours bulged strangely, as if countless worms living under the skin were gnawing and reconstructing the flesh.

Its right front paw suddenly twisted in the opposite direction and stabbed into the frozen soil, while its nails suddenly grew into a bluish-gray hook-like object that was something between keratin and metal.