Chapter 414: Power Grab Action

One month later.

Irish Sea, Isle of Man.

In a small village along the coast, David Watson, Maurice Kent, and Elena Joyce, wearing black suits, showed their credentials to the priest in front of them, "CBI, Special Investigation Bureau. We received a report that someone went missing in the village?"

"Ah, yes, Benson and Dalsy. They went missing for a few days, but now they have returned," the priest said.

"Returned?" David looked at the other party suspiciously.

"Yes, yes, they just swam too far, were washed to the beach in the south by the waves, and were delayed for two days before returning. They didn't really go missing."

"But the report we received mentioned that a human foot wearing a shoe was found on the beach. They suspect murder."

"The one who reported it was Irma. She is a crazy woman. She always imagines some evil forces or something. We all know that is a fantasy. In the kingdom under the rule of God, there will be no room for evil forces."

"Benson and Dalsy, where are they now?" David asked, "We want to understand the situation."

"I'm very sorry. They were frightened before and might not want to see anyone."

"Oh. Then fine, Father," David shrugged, "Since that's the case, we'll go back first. It seems nothing remarkable happened here."

"Is that so? Okay, then you all go slowly."

David walked two steps, but seemed to remember something, and took out something like a Polaroid camera, "Almost forgot, we need to leave some evidence to prove we've been here. You know, official procedures. Don't mind if I take a picture of you, Father?"

"Ah? Oh, okay, please."

David aimed the camera at the priest and pressed the shutter. Not long after, a Polaroid photo was printed out from the camera. David pulled it out, took a look, and smiled, "This photo I took is really good. You see, Father, you look really majestic."

Saying this, David handed the photo to the priest. The latter took it and looked at the photo. I don't know if it was David's shooting technique or the camera's problem, but the photo was very blurry, but one could vaguely identify the appearance of a man standing on the lawn. And on the man's chest and abdomen, some kind of weird color formed rows of things like appendages.

"This is... what?" The priest felt a sudden fear in his heart.

"I want to know too." David said, suddenly pulling a shotgun from nowhere, holding it against the photo, and then pulling the trigger.

"Bang!" The photo, as well as the priest's head behind the photo, were blown to pieces, and a headless corpse fell to the ground.

"So easy?" Maurice was stunned for a moment.

Just now he also saw that photo. In the photo taken by the magic detection camera, the magic color at the other party's chest and abdomen showed a deep purple, which meant that his magic level was very high.

But as soon as his voice fell, the priest's corpse on the ground suddenly twitched, and then with two clicks, its limbs all bent backward and curved, supporting the headless corpse up. The clothes on its chest and abdomen were also stretched open, and rows of ribs covered in flesh and blood stretched out, bent downward, and turned into crab-like legs, which also supported on the ground.

The monster lifted the priest's legs, like a crab waving two pincers.

"What is this thing..." Maurice was stunned by this shocking scene.

But David had already taken out several enchanted bullets and pressed them into the shotgun, "You're lucky, Maurice. This is a God-born!"

After saying that, he blew the crab-like person several meters away with a bang, and then grabbed Maurice and started running wildly toward the pier.

"Elena, how is the mind communication? Can you send a message?!"

"No! Communication is interfered with!"

David gritted his teeth. In some magic disaster events, due to the violent fluctuations of magic, the stability of mind communication had always been insufficient. But it wasn't without a way, "There is a magic radio on the boat..."

But before he could finish his words, on the coast in the distance, a huge figure drilled out from under the water, and a huge pincer lifted the boat they had taken before into mid-air, and then with a click, it clamped it into two pieces like breaking a toy.

That huge crab was like a castle. It slowly crawled up from the coast. The huts at the pier were like paper under its feet, and were randomly trampled into rubble.

"This, this is also a God-born?" Maurice was shivering.

"No, that thing, is probably some evil god."

Saying this, David smiled bitterly, "Damn it, did I drink the reverse magic potion of Felix Felicis? Why do these things always happen to me?!"

Among magic disasters, there is one type that is the most dangerous.

Usually, they would be noticed by the Countermeasure Bureau through events such as evil cultist sacrifices and collective suicide blood sacrifices of monsters. In this type of event, some extremely terrifying things might appear, and they usually call themselves gods.

And the monsters controlled and manipulated by these "gods" are the so-called "God-born," which are equally difficult to deal with. Even a powerful A-level team composed of all wizards might be wiped out if they are not careful.

And counting this time, David had encountered god-related events twice in just three months. This luck could not be said to be miserable.

Now the boat had been destroyed, and such a big thing was blocking the shore. It was impossible to go back to the inland for the time being, "Run toward the island, find a communication tool, report the news, and apply for satellite support."

But the next moment, more than ten figures surrounded them. They started walking on two legs, but as they walked, they suddenly crawled horizontally on the ground.

The priest "walked" up again. Behind its body, something like an intestine stretched out, but it picked up its own head flexibly like a tail.

That head said: "You can't run away. Join us. Return to the mother's embrace and share the mother's power. This is the gospel given to you by God."

"I don't want to become seafood!" David hummed, immediately transformed into a giant wolf, rushed forward violently, and knocked several crab-men away.

But before he could rush out, suddenly in the distance, the giant crab god sprayed a mouthful of water.

The water flow was like a laser, instantly piercing Elena, and then swept, cutting several crab-men in half. Maurice immediately teleported into the air, but David's body was huge, and his reaction was not so flexible. When he leaped, he was still hit by the water flow on his hind limbs, and immediately both legs were cut off.

Elena was dead, and David knew he had absolutely no possibility of escaping. He looked at Maurice, "Maurice, you teleport and escape quickly! As long as you leave the range of this magic disaster, you can reconnect to the headquarters, apply for support, and blow this place into slag to avenge us."

After saying this, he took out the backpack behind him, looking like he was ready to die together.

Just at this time, a voice entered Maurice's mind.

"Godly disaster detected, God-Slaying Cannon ready, please all personnel leave the 'Pseudo-God' range of one hundred meters. God-Slaying Cannon countdown: 10, 9..."

"3, 2, 1..."

A blinding pillar of light broke through the clouds and hit the top of the giant crab's head.

The next moment, it was firmly pressed on the ground, its whole body was constantly corroded and carbonized in the green light. After more than half a minute, it turned into fly ash with an unwilling wail.

Maurice looked at that scene in a daze. Suddenly, the space in front of him distorted, and a blonde girl appeared out of thin air.

"I am Lucas," the girl said, "Are you the investigator here? Report the situation."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 415 =====