Mermaid Reef

Chapter 140 It's Coming

Six o'clock in the evening.

Standing on the deck of the ship, Stanley had bulging veins on the back of his hand.

He was like a defeated general, his face was ashen, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger.

This emotion is not only aimed at others, but also at himself. He chose to retreat.

It took such a long time to trace from the United States to Chile, and caught several mutant creatures in the mining area. He was about to get the real prey, but he shamefully fled the position.

No, it's not cowardice!Stanley said to himself in his heart, this is to preserve his strength, and the sacrifice must be valuable. Since the vicious dogs from other countries are chasing after him, let them fight for it!When the dust settles, he returns to the field victoriously to receive his prey.

At this time, Professor Moore rushed onto the deck and asked angrily:

"Colonel, what are you doing? We should return to America, not to Puerto Montt!"

Stanley looked at him coldly.

Normally, he had already begun to vent his anger irritablely, but now that he didn't say a word, Professor Moore's expression became even uglier.

"Professor, I think you should know that we can't go back... at least we can't go back empty-handed." Colonel Stanley said expressionlessly.

Professor Moore wanted to refute, but as if he suddenly thought of something, his body softened like a deflated ball.

Stanley took out a cigar. He blatantly violated the fire prevention regulations on the ship's deck, lit it, took a deep puff, and exhaled two connected smoke rings.

The smoke ring is like an infinite mathematical symbol, slowly dissipating.

Stanley said calmly: "During this period, we blocked Chile's mining areas and prevented mining. Who took the pressure for us? Who will compensate for the money lost on Wall Street this month and the profits lost by the rich? If we can't get Bribe greedy politicians with enough benefits and they will dump us without mercy, to angry bankers and mining company directors... Will we be court-martialed? No, we will 'suicide'. "

Professor Moore didn't speak, his body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes stared blankly at the setting sun on the sea in front of him, and an invisible light of hope disappeared from his eyes.

Stanley turned around, stared at Professor Moore, and said sarcastically: "I know you are still looking forward to seeing your family. In the past few months, you have been like a strong bridle, pulling a horse desperately with the rein. Crazy horse... But it's no use, professor, we are doomed. Because we are only weapons, a cannonball that can be fired from the bore, for the profit of others, and burn out when it is most valuable. "

Professor Moore's lips moved, and he said weakly: "Colonel, please tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Of course it is to extend our lives, find enough ransom, and make two-handed preparations."

Stanley said expressionlessly, "The mining area is temporarily on hold. The situation is dangerous and there are too many hounds. It's better to come directly to Puerto Montt."

"However, the source of the earthquake is here. Puerto Montt is more dangerous than the mining area!" Professor Moore said eagerly, "Colonel, you are choosing to commit suicide."

Stanley bit his cigar, and his tone gradually became irritable: "There have never been any mutant creatures found in Puerto Montt, nor any mysterious incidents, Professor, this is a gamble! We have no choice, need I repeat? There are no spoils , there are no specimens that can drive the so-called alien research department crazy, and no interests that satisfy both the military and politicians, we can't go back!"

Professor Moore faltered.

Stanley stared at him with red eyes, while lowering his voice: "Also, that secret we never mention...Professor, are you still yourself?"

Professor Moore raised his head with a sad expression.

Suddenly darkness enveloped the surroundings.

For the sun disappeared over the horizon, but it looked as if it had been completely engulfed by the raging waves.

"...my calf is festering. No matter what medicine I take, it won't work. I can smell the rotten smell on my body. Before that, we could still hide in the poor mining area, and we could also use the smell of sea water to cover it up on the warship. After all Fresh water is precious...but what about when we get back to America? Professor, do you want to lie on the dissecting table?"

Like a mad lion, Stanley grabbed his prey and roared in a low voice, "After being declared 'suicidal in fear of guilt', we will be washed clean quickly and sent to a cage for observation."

"No, there won't be that day." Professor Moore said suddenly, his voice trembling, "According to the speed of this festering development, we don't have much time left, using ghost radio and contacting mutant creatures will speed up our death The process! We have no future at all, cherish the time we have, we are going to die."

"No!" Stanley growled.

His body is festering, but he has also gained weird powers, his mind is more flexible than ever, and his strength is ridiculous.

Under the horrified eyes of other soldiers, Stanley raised Professor Moore with one hand.

"...give those politicians what they want, and we can profit from it, like the heretics in Semler, it's okay to be in the company of the devil as long as you can survive! Need I repeat? A sufficient amount of spoils, can Extend our lives in many ways! A precious weapon is not easily consumed!"

Professor Moore couldn't help crying, and persuaded him for the last time: "Colonel, get out of this place cursed by the devil! We have all experienced that horrible shadow. The mutant creatures we caught before can't be compared with the real devil. In comparison, we can't get anything at all, no matter how many people come..."

Stanley's expression was distorted for a while, and then he laughed strangely: "Listen to your foolish words, doesn't the devil only occupy South America? Doesn't it appear in the United States, and doesn't its shadow cover other islands and oceans? Don't Forget, we met it in the North Pole, we saw it on the island of the dead in the Atlantic Ocean, and how did you tell me yesterday that the Soviets also encountered it in the Caucasus Mountains? Tell me, where on earth is it not Has the devil cursed the Vatican? Too bad our family and friends don't live there."

Professor Moore was desperate.

He leaned his back against the railing, feeling the giant steel ship under his feet, sailing through the wind and waves.

No, this is Charon's ferry boat.

Stanley let go, and Professor Moore coughed and heard a soldier come to report the latest news.

"British and French ships are following and are three nautical miles away from us."

"A swarm of flies."

Under the light, Stanley's face was red as if dripping blood. He said to Professor Moore, who was limp on the ground, "You see, you see it as a choice to die, but everyone rushed forward. Guess they are Stupid, or have no choice like us?"

***

Jensen hid himself in the shadows of the Customs and Trade Building in Puerto Montt.

He seemed to hear something, and turned his head to look at the sea.

"...a human warship?"

Jason knew the flags of human nations, but he was not interested in large steel ships that were inconvenient to disassemble and assemble.

But there are "ghost radio users" on these ships, which has something to do with him.

"What are they doing in Puerto Montt? Isn't there an earthquake here?"

Jason asked in disbelief. According to human understanding, Puerto Montt is also a dangerous place now.

Gemil guessed casually: "Maybe you thought that the earthquake wouldn't affect them because they were at sea?"

"Or maybe they found something in the mine, and the final clue pointed to Puerto Montt?" Jason also guessed casually, after all, he didn't know the human side mission of this investigation game.

I'm not interested, and I don't have time to watch it.

Jason's mind quickly returned to the bay.

The smoke has turned into a tangible substance, hovering over the sea and the pier like a ghost in a light veil.

The trees behind the breakwater withered silently.

Seabirds, stray dogs and other animals fled Puerto Montt yesterday, so the city is eerily quiet.

The hustle and bustle of the day has disappeared, and people, no matter what their status, have chosen to return to the warm house to rest.

Many people have not closed their eyes for more than [-] hours. They are tired, scared, and exhausted.

The disaster should be over, they thought, because there had been no aftershocks for two hours.

Even though he heard the sound of the wind and smelled the faint smell, he didn't have the energy to get up to find out the reason-these smells might be corpses in a certain alley or a shop that hadn't been cleaned up in time!

"It's coming."

Jason said curtly.

The color of the water had changed, and this realm of beautiful blue sky now looked like a pot of mud boiling silently, and the smell was getting stronger.

For human senses, this smell is too complicated, just like complicated colors will become chaotic and terrifying things in human eyes, and now this smell smells like the stench of rotting corpses mixed with sulfur, if someone stands On the port pier, you will be unconscious immediately.

There was a strange muffled sound from the ground, as if a monster was panting.

Gamir returns from shadow to human form with one last message.

"Here comes Typhon, and he's out of the bay."

Jason nodded. He looked calm, but vine tentacles were poking out of his hair.

The ends of the soft vines "caught" the stench that permeated the city, and quickly curled up.

The bay suddenly looked like an overturned basin, a large amount of seawater was splashed into the air, and Jason felt that the ground he was standing on was also "lifted".

This terrible force seemed to lift the whole land and the whole sea floor.

Soon there was a sloping slope on the ground, with Monte Sea as the center, upturned on all sides, and collapsed in the middle.

Immediately afterwards, the fragile strata began to crumble.

The street where Jason was standing was divided into three parts. One part had sunk deeply and was swallowed by the raging black water; the other part was shaking and finally rested on the opposite roof; In the middle, it keeps twisting and collapsing.

The city is like a biscuit that is constantly being broken, it will be completely changed in a second, and the house will be supported for a second, and it will soon become slag.

The cries and screams were drowned out by the roar of the waves and the terrifying sound of stratum fractures.

Jason stretched out the vines and entangled the stone tightly. He looked out to the sea.

A huge figure appeared, its speed was very fast, and it flew into the sky almost as soon as it left the ground.

Its head is so huge, it is as big as the whole Monterey, and its body is still expanding rapidly.

It was a long and narrow head, with layers of skin folds on the cheeks and around the mouth.

It then opened its mouth 270 degrees as Jensen watched.

The skin folds filled up, like a hot air balloon was filled, and now this mouth could definitely swallow a country.

That's still not enough for it though, and it's still swelling.

"...It only evolved the head, and grew the head to the point where it can swallow the earth?" Jason asked in disbelief.

Finally, the skin folds were basically stretched open, and the terrifyingly sharp teeth hidden in the mouth, and the endless vortex that absorbed everything like a black hole also appeared.

In the middle of the vortex, there was a pair of big eyes.

Those eyes do not have the light of wisdom, only chaos, chaos, greed...

Dozens of smaller eyes and long tentacles are densely arranged around the eyes.

Its ugly twisted body merged with the vortex, entrenched in this huge mouth like a tongue.

"……What is this?"

Jason couldn't believe it, he never thought he would see such a strange sight.

——Another evil god is parasitic in the mouth of the evil god!

"This tongue...it looks like the rock palace material we grabbed. It may be a successful product made by Thoth, the god of wisdom."

Gemil grabbed Jason and quickly rubbed the vine into the shadow incarnation. At the same time, the shadow continued to expand, like a giant standing between the sky and the earth.

The giant stared up at the bloody mouth and the twisted monster that was unconscious and only greedily sucked in everything.

"Leviathan put this evil god in his mouth, and used its talents and abilities to evolve this body that can swallow the earth!"