Chapter 254: 250 Mother

Following the recorded sealing method, the Investigators were all prepared, each holding a sealing item, and then standing at strict, specific points.

He Jia'an held the most critical and important "Scale" as he stood in front of a northwest window on the seventeenth floor of an office building. After hearing the standby signals from other Investigators in his earpiece waiting for orders, he temporarily turned off the earpiece, turned his head, and said calmly to the high school girl standing behind him: "Go take refuge with the others; it might become very dangerous here later..."

"Hey, Uncle." Misaki Naomi lowered her head slightly, looked up with her eyes, her gaze shifting, and her little nose was rapidly turning red, "Can't I stay with you?"

"No." He Jia'an shook his head.

"But we clearly promised we would stay together." Misaki Naomi smiled forcedly.

"Please, carrying an urn of my ashes everywhere is terrifying." He Jia'an also wanted to return the smile, but the muscles in his face had become stiff due to the erosion of the Magic Blade, so he could only express his emotions with an exaggerated voice.

Misaki Naomi lowered her head and said: "Then I'm going."

"Take care." He Jia'an nodded; he believed Misaki Naomi was not a willful girl.

Not until he saw Misaki Naomi disappear at the stairwell did He Jia'an restart the communication function of his earpiece and say in a deep voice: "Sorry to keep you all waiting, let's begin."

Everyone began to chant a certain Incantation without hesitation. As the chanting continued, a deep blue light bloomed from the items in everyone's hands. This light gradually enveloped and swallowed the people holding the items, and before long, the light on each person connected the others at different positions to one another, finally forming a strangely eerie pattern.

Life was merging into the cold, deep blue light, and souls seemed to be peeling away from their mortal flesh. Above everyone's head appeared a blood-dripping sarcoma invisible to the naked eye, which only they, who were about to die, could glimpse.

That was surely an organ of some blasphemous evil object, and also the final resting place for their souls.

Even though this eerie and terrifying scene made He Jia'an and the others feel uneasy, no one retreated, and they continued to chant those obscure and difficult, strangely pronounced incantations without hesitation.

Just as they had answered Drake half an hour ago: "For the sake of humanity, even if they end up falling into eternal damnation, they will still stand up."

This had nothing to do with kindness; from the moment one became an Investigator, kindness had lost its meaning.

Nor was it entirely about the great cause of protecting humanity; if they relied solely on that great cause, it would be difficult for them, the Investigators, to survive one eerie event after another that transcended the bottom line of humanity.

Perhaps in the deepest part of every biological species' genes, there hides an instinct to keep the species propagating...

This might be the motivation that allows them to continue as Investigators until death.

The blood-colored torrent crawling out from above the sky and the wailing of ten thousand ghosts reacted to the eerie blue light that had suddenly appeared on the ground. She instinctively sensed a threat attempting to harm her, and before the pattern had even fully formed, she immediately surged down toward the ground, like a green waterfall falling from the horizon, intending to drown and swallow everything on the ground.

Harm... da...

At the same time, a hundred-meter building on the ground rapidly cracked, squeezing out a crouching, abominable, and terrifying giant beast.

The people hiding in the Underground Air Raid Shelter did not know what kind of earth-shattering and bizarrely terrifying scene was happening outside at this moment, but when they heard that strange roar that seemed to come from the abyss of the underworld, they felt that every dark corner hid a pair of eerie eyes waiting to devour people. The sound of ten thousand ghosts wailing even penetrated hundreds of meters underground, vibrating their skin and internal organs, as if something inside their bodies wanted to break free from their skin.

Those mixed Magic Sounds, which made one want to flee just by hearing them, lasted for a long time and were despair-inducing. Even the infants crying by instinct lost their voices and temporarily forgot to wail, only staring with wide eyes, revealing a look of terror that they absolutely could not express at their age.

The insects and rats underground were like having their life switches flipped by the sound; shortly after hearing it, they all turned belly-up and died, as if they had abandoned their own lives. For those great horrors, perhaps only by discarding one's life could one possibly escape the calamity.

On the ground, those Avatars of the Blessing seemed not to sense any disaster at all, continuing to persecute the humans who had not managed to escape in their own way. When those green waterfalls from the horizon swallowed them, they remained expressionless.

They never had the concept of death to begin with; at most, it was just a temporary pause. As long as they were given enough power and time, they would sooner or later be able to make a comeback.

As long as fear and malice exist in this world, they will not perish.

The green torrent surged endlessly through the city of Taomu City, darting everywhere. A giant fish-man with glowing yellow pupils stood in the green waves and roared at the sky, the sound shaking the earth until it trembled and wept. The green torrent was controlled by an invisible, mysterious force, and then a giant wave surged from the seaside of the city, rolling back to wrap around the green flood and pull it back into the sky.

At this moment, a huge mysterious pattern connected by blue light appeared in the center of the city. That pattern formed a giant net that bound the Thousand-Illusion Moon, which was still continuously dropping its fluid body, completely wrapping them up and squeezing them back into the huge hole in the red thunderclouds.

It was as if behind the Thousand-Illusion Moon, in an alien space in another dimension, a giant fisherman was pulling in his net, taking away all his catch.

However... this fish was still too big...

The billions of wailing souls inside the Thousand-Illusion Moon's body let out an even more shrill roar, and a sound wave instantly spread out, destroying a gap in the lifeblood of the dozen or so Investigators who had used forbidden power, causing her fluid-like body to flow down from the gap like dripping blood.

The feeling of being driven back to her original world in that instant seemed to touch some emotion that the Thousand-Illusion Moon should not have possessed. One could see the green fluid flowing down gradually forming the ferocious face of a woman, her mouth trembling and mumbling like an infant learning to speak. A moment later, she finally made a sound, roaring along with the billions of resentful souls inside her body: "Chi... chi... ld..."

On the street below a high-rise building at one of the sources of the blue light, Misaki Naomi knelt on the ground, staring blankly at that mournful and hateful face, holding a phone connected to a call to her ear, letting the disfigured woman who had suddenly appeared in the shadows behind her crawl toward her like a beast.

"She... seems to be a mother." Misaki Naomi muttered, and was then pounced upon by the swift figure.

At this very moment, Lin Laoban, who was resting leisurely in the Forest Cabin, slowly opened his eyes, looked out the window, and smiled suddenly: "Almost forgot about you, Mother..."