As it turned out, sirens were creatures that were hard to explain with normal logic. Every interaction with them would bring about a new worldview. Take Tyr for example. Gawain felt that every time he spoke to this salty fish, he would have at least one sentence out of every three with the salty fish.
Check …
"Make yourself clear!" Gawain stared at the "mermaid" who was bouncing in front of him. "Let me tell you, we don't have the same worldview. We don't understand what you're saying at all!"
"When the stars converge, the giant squid in the deep sea will 'explode'." Tyr slapped the floor of the terrace with his tail. "Although I don't understand the reason, the giant squid seems to absorb energy according to the movement of the celestial bodies, and then the flesh on the squid's body will grow rapidly. In a few days, we can dig up as much fuel as we can produce in a few decades. More importantly, we can eat as much as we want. No matter how much we eat, the giant squid will quickly grow back … Hiss …"
Tyre could not help but gulp as he spoke. His face was full of yearning and happiness. "Ah, that's a gift from nature …"
Gwen was getting more and more frightened as he listened. It was not difficult to understand that the sirens had a screw loose in their heads. But from Tyre's description, he vaguely realized what the so-called "surge" of the big squid meant … Holy sh * t!
When the stars return to their positions, the "corpses of the gods" in the deep sea will quickly regenerate … Is this an attempt at resurrection?
But judging from the fact that these salted fish were still alive and kicking, and the world was not destroyed, it was obvious that some evil god in the deep sea had not been resurrected yet.
Heti was also interested in this topic. Although she did not know much about the "gods are dead" like Gwen, and her imagination was not as good as her ancestors and Rebecca, she still heard something strange and terrifying from Tyre's description. She could not help but ask, "From your tone, has this happened many times?"
"Let me think …" Tyr scratched his chin and thought hard for a moment. "Ah, about 16 times … Except for the first time when we didn't know what was going on and couldn't eat to our heart's content, we would eat to our heart's content for a few days every time …"
Gwen broke out in a cold sweat. He was now more and more convinced that his judgment was right. Holy sh * t, the position of the stars was right 16 times! 16 times! A certain ancient god (more like an evil god in Gawain's opinion) in the deep sea showed signs of reviving sixteen times, but in the end, he was eaten to death by a bunch of salted fish with super good appetites.
So, what the hell are these sirens? What are they made of?
In the midst of this soul-deep conflict, Gawain suddenly had an idea in his mind: he remembered one of his' collections'.
He looked curiously at the salted fish in front of him. "Tyre, if I give you something similar to a big squid, can you tell it apart?"
"What do you mean?" Tyre blinked. "Do you still sell fake meat?"
Gwen choked. "… It's a bit troublesome to explain. How about you come early tomorrow morning … Forget it, you don't know when you will wake up next time. Come with me now. I have something that looks like a squid in my collection. Let me show you."
At the same time, far away from the continent, the Storm Children were monitoring the movement of the stars, the situation of Ao, and the changes in the energy waves from the deep sea.
The position of the stars was right, and at the same time, today was the day of the year when the energy of Ao was the strongest. The power of the ultimate mysterious star would overlap with many celestial bodies in the night sky, and the special energy they released together would be a key to awaken the Storm Lord.
The priests of the Storm Children stood neatly on the platform, and their officiator stood on the edge of the platform closest to the sea cliff. The officiator in a black robe stared at the increasingly violent sea as if he was staring at an endless abyss that was about to swallow the whole world.
Will the Lord return?
The Storm Officiator did not know what he was really thinking. He did not know whether he was looking forward to the return of the Lord, or afraid of the return of the Lord. But he knew very well that this contradictory mentality was not exclusive to him.
The Day of Judgment would come, and the mortals would find their correct position on the Day of Judgment. But what was the correct position of the Storm Children? What about the Eternal Sleepers? What about the Order of All Things Will Perish?
They embraced the Day of Perish because every dark sect thought that they had found a way to live eternally when the end came, and even found a way to ascend on the day when the gods devoured the world and become something close to a god. But they were mortals after all, and they could not be sure that their path was right. But under such fear and torment, they turned into fanaticism and certainty. Only when the fated day was about to come, a small number of people would suddenly wake up and begin to doubt the path they had always been on.
If the gods returned, could the mortals really survive?
The Storm Children began to hold a ceremony on the platform, calling on the power of the sea to protect themselves. When the pope gave the order, they would live eternally with the sea.
In Typhon, in the secret sanctum of the Eternal Sleepers, the Nightmare Bishops had also gathered. The failure of the seventeenth "deep dive" had caused them to lose some of their lower nodes, but the bishops did not suffer any losses. Under the guidance of the Pope of Eternal Sleepers, they came to the "Connection Hall" and established a powerful mental connection network, waiting for the observation of the stars and gods from the Storm Children as they prepared to activate the "Eternal Dream" in advance.
In the northern part of the continent, in the underground lair of the All End Society, Bertilla stood among the patriarchs, looking down at the flesh and blood that was constantly surging in the underground rift. She saw the patriarch levitating above the flesh and blood, guiding the powerful energy into the body of the "false god".
It was not the right time. Every fallen Druil knew this. They had not collected enough biomass, and the Ansu - Typhon war that was planned before winter had not broken out due to the obstruction of Grand Duke Ferdinand who suddenly changed his stance. The flesh and blood collection operations in Ansu had also failed, but there was no time now.
Regardless of whether the Day of Judgement had really come, all the dark sects had to "ignite" their respective ultimate plans in advance. This was radical, but also necessary caution.
At some point on this day, the activities of "Ao" had finally reached the peak of the year, and the power of the stars had also entered this world at the same time.
At this moment, the tides rolled, and the endless sea roared as if it was boiling.
The Storm Children had activated the ceremony in the tsunami, and an indescribable power began to connect them with the entire sea.
The Eternal Sleepers had activated all the nodes of the mental network, and the incomplete "Eternal Dream" had begun to connect the minds of all the believers into the same world.
The Universal Endgame had activated the "Body of the False God" in advance, and the powerful flesh and blood began to gradually awaken.
Under the deep sea, the God of Storms, who had fallen tens of thousands of years ago, twitched his body, and this twitch was the signal for dinner.
The sirens raised their knives and forks, and some also had pincers and tails.
No one knew about these earth-shattering events that happened outside of human society. The only thing that was slightly related to it was that in the depths of the mountain range at the southern border of the Ansu Kingdom in the north of the Loren Continent, a siren named "Tyre" saw the treasure that Gwen had carefully collected.
The siren lady let out a cheerful cry, "Oh! It must be delicious! "
Gwen hurriedly grabbed her tail before she could bite a hole in the crystal cube. He pulled her back and dashed forward to protect the precious sample of the god's tissue.
"Hey, don't hide it! Didn't you ask me to come over for more food? " Tyre slapped the ground with her tail angrily, and then rushed up to try to snatch the crystal cube from Gwen's hand. "Give it to me, let me have a taste …"
Gwen dodged Tyre's attack and shouted, "Stop, stop, stop! I asked you to come over to see if this thing belongs to the big squid. Who said you can eat it? "
"If you don't let me eat it, then why do you want me to see it?" Tyre could not catch the "Tasty Snack" no matter how hard she tried. She was almost mad. "I missed a meal that only happens once in many years! I thought you were going to make it up to me! "
However, Gwen's determination was beyond Tyre's imagination. No matter how she jumped up and down, Gwen could not let the only sample of the god's tissue be eaten by the salted fish. When Tyre finally got tired of jumping, she had to calm down. "I'm telling you, this thing is not the 'big squid' we usually dig up. But they do feel like it."
"Isn't this a big squid?" Gwen raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure! No siren would mistake a big squid for a big squid! " Tyre put her hands on her waist. He did not know how she could support herself so steadily with just a curved fish tail. She could not even stand on two legs. "In my opinion, this snack should have fallen from some kind of creature similar to the big squid … Hey, hey, where did you get this thing? Is there a lot of this thing? Tell me, I don't want to eat your processed snack. I can find my own food … "
Gwen was speechless.
Are you deep-sea salted fish demons a group of scarier creatures than the evil gods of the deep sea? Are you the gods of the deep sea?
"Unfortunately, I only have one sample," Gawain stared at Tyr in a daze for a long time. After Tyr's tail tensed up, Gawain could not help but shake his head and tell Tyr the bad news. "And I don't know where to find more. This sample was passed down from us' mainlanders' a thousand years ago."
Tyre knew the average lifespan of land humans. She was shocked. "Huh? You want a snack to be passed down for a thousand years? You said you shouldn't waste food, but you don't have to be so stingy … "
Then she began to lament that the people on the mainland were in deep trouble, that a small biscuit could be a family heirloom, and so on. Her mind was in a mess, and all kinds of nonsense.
Gwen looked at Tyre and felt cold sweat on his forehead. He did not know how to explain to her that the flesh of the gods could not be eaten here. He felt that it was a question of between man and god, between life and death, between race and destiny. But Tyre would probably think that it was a question of diet …
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