Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 740 Power Beyond the Reach of Mortals
The moment Hughes opened his eyes, he saw little Gwen's face.

The angle was a bit odd; little Gwen's hair brushed against his face, tickling him.

"Are you OK?"

Hughes gradually regained consciousness, and then he jolted up with a start.

As a result, he stood up too suddenly and bumped right into little Gwen, who was looking down at him, making a crisp sound.

"Ouch."

"it hurts!"

Both of them grimaced and clutched their heads in pain. Only then did Hughes realize that little Gwen must have just placed him on his lap.

"Hiss, what just happened?"

"How should I know? You were fine before, and then suddenly you let out a terrible scream and fell straight down. I went to check on you out of kindness, and you bumped into my head!"

"Sorry." Hughes rubbed his forehead and tried to look around.

He had tried to stop his descent, but it was too late; he had already entered this body.

But it seems like there's nothing wrong?

Hughes looked down at his body in a daze. His skin was pale and there was a big hole in his chest. He looked no different from the worker Hughes just now.

So what exactly happened? Why did the white-robed Hughes shake his head at him?

This time, Hughes was truly at a loss. He had some clues about the Moth Lord last time, and he was even able to descend into the Moth Lord's body, but this time he really couldn't think of any ideas.

"What's wrong? You seem troubled. Tell me and I'll give you some advice."

Hughes glanced at Gwen, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

Gwen curled her lip: "Hmph, you don't trust your friends at all!"

"Don't you also want to hide the matter of the Bone Beast from me?"

Gwen's body stiffened.

After a moment, she slumped her shoulders: "Okay, there are some things that are not so easy to share, but you know, you're Gwen's friend. Even if you don't tell me the reason, you can still ask me for help."

Hughes found it amusing and reached out to ruffle her hair, only to be met with a fierce glare from her.

"Don't worry, you just saw my power. With such great power, how could there be..."

Hughes was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly froze.

He lowered his head, staring blankly at his hands.

"Where is my power?"

"What's wrong?" Little Gwen was startled by his appearance and quickly came over.

Hughes stared intently at his hands: "My power... seems to have vanished."

That immense power, capable of lifting an entire ocean, is like the morning mist that dissipates under the sunlight, leaving not a trace.

The feat of controlling the entire sea seemed like nothing more than an illusion.

Or perhaps it really is a hallucination?
"Little Gwen, do you remember what just happened?"

“I remember!” Little Gwen’s eyes lit up. “Wow, that’s incredibly powerful! I’ve never seen such strength before. Even the [Mother of Love] that day was far inferior to you!”

Hughes scratched his head, turned to look at the sea beside him, and tried to concentrate his strength again.
Sure enough it didn't.

The power that had been surging within my body was gone.

Seeing Hughes's expression, Gwen gradually realized: "You can't use that power anymore?"

“Yes.” Hughes nodded.

"Ah, that's a pity. I've never seen such a powerful being before."

"Was that power stronger than that of the [Named One]?"

"How can you even compare these things!" Little Gwen's eyes widened. "Even if I used all my strength, I'd be lucky to lift Little White into the sky. You lifted an entire ocean! Ten of me combined wouldn't be that strong!" "Little White?"

Gwen pointed with her toe at the skeletal behemoth beneath them: "That's it! Little White is the name I gave it. Little White is very cute!"

Hughes looked down at the ferocious skeletal behemoth and was speechless for a moment.

"Is Lina very strong?"

"I don't know, I've never fought her. Shouldn't you ask Gwen? She fought Lina." Little Gwen didn't seem too happy when Big Gwen was mentioned.

"Can you beat Big Gwen?"

"I don't know, but we can give it a try." Little Gwen's eyes lit up as she looked at the little white creature at her feet, somewhat eager to try.

"Later, later, there will be another chance." Hughes said dismissively. "Then I'll go back first. I'll try to bring you the fried fish you wanted."

"Oh."

After Hughes finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, his expression gradually becoming blank, and finally stopped like a puppet.

Little Gwen's expression fell, and she fell backward, lying on top of Little White's head.

The sun was still shining brightly, and the tundra still stretched as far as the eye could see, but it was a little boring if she was all alone.

Little Gwen rolled over and lay on top of Little White's head, her cheek pressed against the white bone, as if listening to something.

Actually, Hughes got one thing wrong: Little White wasn't Gwen's real body, but rather her friend.

New friends.

Sometimes, Gwen wonders if her friends are just figments of her imagination, and if she's just a little girl nobody cares about, fantasizing that many people like her and care about her.

But after thinking about it for a long time, she felt that a friend is a friend, and even if the friend is just a figment of her imagination, she should not let them down.

"Don't you think so, Little White?"

The white bones trembled slightly, as if they were telling her something.

Little Gwen listened as she gently patted the bones, occasionally giggling.

"Don't worry, I won't find a dark corner to die by myself. Oh, it's true, I haven't let them out for a long time, mainly because I'm afraid Hughes will find out, hmm?"

Little Gwen's gaze suddenly fell on Hughes.

She stared at Hughes for a while, then looked at Xiaobai with some disbelief.

"What are you talking about? How is this possible?"

She lay down on the bones and listened for a while.

After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and touched Hughes, her expression gradually becoming serious.

"There really is something strange about this."

"You mean this change happened after he woke up again?"

Little Gwen scratched her head.

"I remember that after he woke up again, he lost that terrible power. Could this be related to that power?"

"That's not right either. His strength should be more obvious when he has it."

"This is so strange, so strange!"

"Why do I feel a blood connection with him?!"

On the other side, Hughes opened his eyes from his desk and walked out of the room without hesitation.

Ash was standing guard outside the door, and further away, old Connor was waiting.

“Let’s go to Beatrice’s place. She might know something about the Mechanical Sanctuary.”

(End of this chapter)