Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 188 Tell your story
For the people on the Ark, what they witnessed at that moment was like the picture of Genesis described in theology. On both sides of the Ark was an endless ice world, and there was only one shipping lane left in the vast ocean. The cracked ice wall in the distance opened the curtain for the myth and presented the other side of the stage before their eyes.

They saw wounds on the sea surface, and what flowed out of the wounds was not blood, but a bunch of wriggling and intertwined tentacles.

There was dead silence on the deck and no one spoke.

Everyone seemed to have lost the ability to speak. They just felt suffocated and couldn't imagine how they were supposed to cross this ocean full of tentacles.

Only "AI" Gray started recording.

At this moment, he became a scribe of the mythological era, recording on paper those words that could not be deciphered by common sense.

The wounds were increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the tentacles would soon occupy the entire ocean.

“He is angry…”

The voice of the octopus-faced Urta spread in everyone's mind, the whispering voice mixed with panic. He could easily imagine what fate Ophira would face once Eliom, whom they served, came out of the valley.

This is contrary to what is written on the village tombstone.

The stone tablet says that they are guardians who will lend a helping hand to Ophira and the entire Western Continent when necessary.

Ulta was arranging the summoning ceremony on the deck of the Ark according to the plan he and Ethan had agreed upon. A few days ago, they had an in-depth discussion about the summoning ceremony. Ethan believed that the summoning ceremony was essentially opening a door and releasing what was behind the door.

Their plan is to free Eliom, and the master they serve will become an important force in preventing the doomsday prophecy.

But now, Eliom has fallen.

Ulta sensed the abscess on the tentacle, and just one look at it instantly overwhelmed him with negative emotions.

This led him to another guess.

Could it be that the contents of the stone tablet were wrong? Their master had not voluntarily entered the valley, and he suddenly remembered the altar in the underground research facility of Ophira. Someone had sealed the altar into the wall, covering up everything and denying all records related to Eliom.

Ethan noticed that Ulta was acting strangely and patted his shoulder from behind.

Their octopus-faced friend seemed to be in a state of some kind. Black air emanated from his body, and his tentacle-like mouth kept wriggling, responding to the tentacles in some language they could not understand. He felt that Ulta was about to suddenly turn against them in the next second, raising his arm and releasing a powerful magic to pierce through the deck of the Ark.

"Don't look at those sores!"

As soon as Ulta came to his senses, he warned everyone.

In the less than a minute just now, he had gone through a struggle between his conscience and his desires, and almost fell to the dark side, until he felt strength on his shoulder and saw Ethan.

Ulta remembered his mission.

They want to seal the rift in the valley once again - just like the Lord of the Tides and Eliom they served did before!
Their master has been corrupted by the evil god, so it is up to him to keep the lost will going.

The nobles on the deck were in a daze, their minds were still blank and they couldn't see straight into anything.

The voyage was too sudden and left them no choice.

But when they saw the wound in the sea, they knew they had to set off immediately.

"The ceremony has been arranged."

Ulta said, looking at Ethan's back, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Ethan did not tell him about the future plans, he only said "leave it to me", and now, he was standing in the center of the ceremony, like a hero in a heroic epic about to rush to the battlefield.

Ulta has read a lot of these stories lately, and they are the most popular genre at Ophira.

In order to achieve victory, heroes often need to make great sacrifices. In Ulta's mind, Ethan has long been a mentor and friend, and he can always gain inspiration from conversations.

"Remember our discussion about the teleportation ritual?"

Ethan reminded him, "Essentially, this ritual is to open a door to let out what's behind it, but correspondingly, it can also let in what's on this side."

In an instant, Ulta understood Ethan's plan.

This was a plan so crazy that he almost blurted out, "You want to go to the Deep Valley!?"

Things turn out to be worse than they imagined. The corrupted Eliom will not meet him at the other end, but will attack him the moment he enters the canyon.

"That's part of the plan."

Ethan could feel the vibrations coming from the bottom of the sea, and all the tentacles were conveying the same idea - it was about to come out.

"Open the door, or the second tsunami will come."

"Yes, listen to him, listen to him quickly!"

A congressman suddenly urged, he saw a worse scene.

It was a tentacle that was much larger than the other tentacles. When it broke out of the sea level, it created waves several stories high. Even as mortals, they could clearly feel that something was about to come out.

They also saw the cracked sky. The world they were familiar with was shattering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Urta made up his mind and recited the ancient spell passed down from the stone tablet.

There was no time to worry about anything else. After opening the door, they would face the tsunami heading towards them.

Deep blue light bloomed on the deck. Almost at the moment the ceremony started, countless tentacles as thick as arms could not wait to drill out from inside, but then, a stronger force suppressed them, and the sharp hissing made the people on the deck cover their ears in pain, but the sound did not stop there, it drilled directly into their brains.

The roar deprived them of their five senses, and all they could perceive was extreme pain.

The pain did not last long, but it brought them unimaginable suffering. When the roar finally faded away and they looked up, the oncoming waves threw the Ark into the sky.

They saw the waves crashing against the ice wall, and the aftershocks made them feel like their bodies were about to fall apart.

Then, the cracks on the ice wall connected together and collapsed as the Ark fell. They seemed to see the world falling apart.

The parliamentarians screamed, but were quickly drowned out by the roar caused by the collapse.

Now there is only good news left.

The tentacles disappeared.

With Ethan's disappearance, the doomsday scene was also locked on the other side of the door.

…………

Ethan felt like he was falling.

His sight was completely dark. This was the deep sea where even light could not reach. It was also the scene that appeared in Yug's dream. The noise disappeared and the world finally became quiet.

In the past few days, Ethan has been thinking about the plan of the Lophik Group to awaken Eliom. In his opinion, these rituals are not difficult. The only thing required is to sacrifice some ancient bloodlines. If their ultimate goal is to destroy Ophira, they can just do it before they arrive in Ophira.

But the consortium waited for them to stay in Ophira for a few days, and learned a lot of information about the Lord of Tides and Eliom, and even had enough time to make preparations.

Ethan didn't think that the consortium gave them the opportunity because they were not doing their job well.

So, there is only one answer left.

They hope to enter the canyon and face the giant octopus that has stayed in the canyon for several epochs.

A little light appeared in the darkness, and Ethan saw the mountain-like body that Yug described. Just the one open eye was enough to make anyone with a fear of the deep sea die on the spot.

Just as Ulta expected, the giant octopus was not very friendly and it attacked Ethan immediately.

A huge sea monster that lives in the deep sea and is responsible for causing the tsunami that drowned Ophira.

If this were a heroic epic, he would slay Eliom in the deep valley, and then be praised by people after his triumphant return like those heroes.

For some reason, the Lofik Group wants him to kill the giant octopus, and he guesses that this may be related to the seal of the valley.

Ethan soon noticed the unusual part, which was the sore mentioned by Ulta. Flowing in it was the root of corruption, repeating many voices every moment - "They betrayed you, used you as a tool and threw you away."

"They are not your friends." "How sad it is that the friends you thought were your friends never came to see you before they disappeared."

"Any idea what else he did?"

"He hid the stone tablet they had erected for you."

"They also say you are an evil god. How pitiful."

This is the result of facing the wound head-on. In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of voices flooded into Ethan's mind, making him immediately realize that Old Ai was very ill. This was an extremely serious mental illness, and he might have been driven crazy by these incessant chatter.

Just imagine that in the past few epochs, someone has been chattering in your ears and spreading negative energy. This is a torture that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

But the good news was that Old Ai was seriously ill enough that sores covered his entire body, and the negative energy flowed through every inch of his skin, saving Ethan the trouble of exploring the cause and diagnosing the disease.

The giant octopus' eyes were dyed scarlet, and its tentacles as big as mountains lashed at Ethan.

However, the human who broke into the valley disappeared in front of it, and no trace of its existence could be felt anymore.

Even stranger was the fact that the incessant chattering had also disappeared.

For the first time in thousands of years, it regained a moment of peace.

For Ethan, this is also a journey that leads to nowhere. He pursues the traces of negative energy and travels through the dark space.

The air was filled with a strong smell of fish, and he was also attacked mentally:
"How foolish of you to walk into this trap."

"You can't go back."

"Then?"

"You know what those people will do to you? They will pretend to write your name in a book and pay tribute to your self-sacrifice, but soon, they will go back to their old pace of life."

"They will continue to hold banquets and continue the Game of Thrones."

"They are such pathetic creatures that no matter what you do for them, you can't stop them from falling."

This was undoubtedly the most powerful opponent Ethan had ever encountered. The most terrifying thing about him was that he could speak ten sentences per second, and even if he blocked his hearing, he could not erase these whispers from his mind.

Although there is no substantial casualties, the impact is more far-reaching than physical trauma.

And this is also the crux of Lao Ai’s problem.

If he wants to cure this patient, he must go deeper and find the source of the chattering.

Theoretically, he was in the contaminated area, facing a being similar to Lao Ba.

"Not talking?"

"It doesn't matter. My little pet didn't want to communicate with me when he first came in."

"Its will is so strong that it dared to disobey my orders for its human friends."

"But it only lasted a year."

"And its friends left it here alone, waiting to be corrupted. It now knows that humans are selfish creatures!"

With every passing minute, Ethan had to endure a speaking frequency of ten sentences per second.

He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the source of the sound. Perhaps He had sensed his intentions, and of course there was something else.

"What about your friends? Didn't they come to see you?"

As Ethan asked the question, all the chatter suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"unnecessary!"

The originally joking tone fluctuated strongly and became a little sharp.

The change is that now there is only one sentence left in one second.

"I bring some news about your friend."

……

There was another long silence.

I don’t know how long it took, but His words suddenly became less and less. After a long time, He finally squeezed out one word—“Speak!”

"First is the artist Lao Ba, oh, I mean Mr. Bazatos. He has always been obsessed with the research of avant-garde art. A few eras ago, he finally created a dynasty of his own. People called the art style left over from that era 'Scarlet Art', and it is still talked about by many people today.

"Next is Kane. This is the name he recently gave himself. We found out from some ancient books that his true form should be an old god called Blood Demon. He slept for a long time and has been traveling around the world since he woke up. Not long ago, he went to Darkfurnace City in the Empire and spread his ideas of strife to the locals.

"Then there is your other friend. Although we don't know his name yet, he has organized a financial group and made a lot of money. With that wealth, he can easily buy a small country. He should be living a very carefree life. He recently visited Ophira. By the way, they also spent a lot of money and arranged a very careful plan just to get me here."

Ethan speaks very slowly. There is no way he can say ten sentences per second.

However, when his story came to an abrupt end, the voice almost couldn't wait to speak up, "What did they ask you to come here for?"

"Murder your pet."

Ethan said, "I personally don't care about this, but if your pet died, would you still be able to find someone to talk to you?"

He felt the anger.

Words cannot describe the anger that surged like a tide.

Anger instantly tore apart everything around him, and all he saw was like a torn curtain, with light shining through in the distance.

There was only one table with a crystal fish tank on it.

The fish tank is filled with sea water, and in the middle of the sea water is a miniature piece of land, so small that it looks like a decoration.

But Ethan recognized that it was the outline of the Western Continent.

Perhaps in the eyes of the evil god, the Western Continent is really like a toy floating in a fish tank.

Ethan felt a gaze from a higher level—right above his head, still shrouded in endless darkness, some kind of existence with indistinguishable outlines.

He asked coldly, "Tell me his name, who is going to murder my pet?"

"Mr. Flor, he is the apparent leader of the Lofik Group and the most devout believer of your friend."

Ethan said, "But you are trapped here now. Even if you know his name, you can't do anything to him, right? What's more, he is under the protection of your friend."

Ethan heard a gasp and looked up at the sky. "But don't worry, I don't intend to hurt your pet. I'm here for an important matter."

The voice above the dark sky responded with a sarcastic laugh, "You want power? Or do you want me to give you this fish tank?"

It sounded as though He had experienced this before.

"No, I am not interested in your power or the fish tank. I heard anger in your words just now."

Ethan shook his head and sat down in front of the table with the fish tank. "We still have plenty of time. There's no one else here. If you want, you can tell me about your story."

"You? A mere human? Why should I tell you about me?"

Having said that, the sound from high above created a strong vibration.

"Your friend Lao Ba cares about you very much and specially asked me to come here to see you."

Ethan said, "Don't worry, He has already paid for the psychological counseling."

(End of this chapter)