My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 96 Becoming the Leader
In an instant, a picture appeared before Jules' eyes.

It was a church located deep under the sea. It was dark green in color and covered with moss and slime. Its structure did not conform to any of the popular styles today.

It can even be said that such a church has almost never appeared in human history.

However, Jules felt something was familiar.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly found the source of the familiar feeling:

Isn’t this a scaled-down version of the Wave Church in the Titanic fragments?
However, unlike the previous impression, this church exudes two completely opposite yet intertwined atmospheres.

One belongs to the Red Cup, the other has the shadow of the waves, but they are not exactly the same.

Without a doubt, it was Hei Hai.

When Jules wanted to peek inside, the scene in front of him suddenly shattered.

At the last moment, he saw a dark skeleton.

The stomach inside its body had overflowed in a twisted manner, and began to devour everything in the skeleton from the inside out.

In addition, with the help of the power of the waves, he also gained insight into more things.

The desire called "thirst" not only stays in this reality, but also crosses the invisible barriers and leaves its traces in every history.

……

Yule slowly opened his eyes, but did not act in a hurry. Instead, he recalled what he had seen not long ago in his mind.

What the wave just showed him seemed to be the real source of the changes in Innsmouth.

Although that couldn't be the real body of Hei Hai, it also symbolized a part of his authority.

Perhaps, when the skeleton is completely devoured, that will be the day when the ascension ceremony is successfully completed.

But Jules was still a little puzzled - why did the wave show him this scene?
Expect him to solve it?

He could easily slaughter those ordinary deep divers because they were probably just ordinary people before their transformation.

But the one who caused everything there was at least the immortal being in the process of formation. At the higher level, it was even possible that Chibei personally intervened!

He calmly analyzed the current situation:

"Since Langlang showed me this scene, he must have a purpose. He simply wants me to get involved.

If I want to do something in this history, I have to directly confront the immortal who is in the process of formation, and find a way to destroy the ascension ceremony that is about to be completed. Even with the help of Lolita, the son of the wave, the success rate is almost zero.

So, judging by the thirst for understanding history that I felt at the end, the solution to the problem is most likely not here, but in another history."

After sorting things out, Jules breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, he had to go back to explore the fragment of the Sixth History to obtain materials for promotion, so it was just a good opportunity to kill two birds with one stone.

Since there is no prompt about "the gap in status is too large", it means that I have the ability to eliminate the source of the mutation!

I just don't know if the source of the changes inside is different from the history he is in...

As Jules thought about this, he gently placed his hand on his heart.

He was feeling the long-lost heartbeat.

Inside the chest, the heart wrapped in thorns beat vigorously, making a rhythmic and steady sound.

Not too fast, not too slow, just right.

He almost forgot this feeling - a feeling that he had ignored in the past but now cherished.

After checking that everything was normal inside his body, Jules walked to the altar and picked up the bone that was reflecting the dark light.

"It seems to have lost its power..."

He played with it while lost in thought.

Suddenly, a faint noise came from a closed stone chamber not far away.

Jules remembered that the room should have contained those Innsmouth residents who had not been fully transformed.

Because of the excellent sound insulation, he couldn't hear clearly what was being said inside, but he could hear the surprise contained in these vague voices.

Jules walked quickly towards the stone chamber.

As the distance got closer, the noise became clearer.

He raised his hand and pushed open the stone door, and a stale smell hit him in the face.

The noise stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at him at the same time, their eyes filled with awe and surprise.

Jules saw that these residents, who originally had distorted shapes and strange faces, had undergone tremendous changes at this moment.

Although it still retains some of the Innsmouth face and the characteristics of the Deep One, the most distorted parts have returned to normal.

The swollen and deformed limbs became symmetrical, the scales gradually faded, and the skin color was no longer so gray.

Their eyes were still slightly bulging, but they were no longer cloudy as before, and had regained the brightness that humans should have.

He narrowed his eyes and quickly found a possibility:
The impact of the wave he summoned not long ago?
Seeing Jules lost in thought, everyone looked at each other for a moment, and no one even dared to speak loudly.

After a while, they finally pushed out an old man, who spoke tremblingly:
"Somehow, this horrible change in me has subsided a little... We're wondering, was it you who did this?"

Hearing this, Jules stared at the old man, making everyone feel quite uneasy.

Seeing him nod, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, sir!" They sincerely thanked Jules in front of them. Jules did not react, but just looked at everyone for a while and said:

"I'm afraid there's nothing I can do about the remaining changes in you."

The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed:

"We should have accepted it long ago. In fact, a legend has been circulating here since a long time ago that our ancestors were not actually humans, but intelligent species that existed before humans."

"Our ancestors came from the City of Coral and Waves and settled here, but left for unknown reasons, leaving us, their descendants, behind."

"We didn't believe it at first because we are human through and through, so we just thought it was an absurd myth. But we never thought it could be true."

Jules nodded slightly:

"If you can accept the status quo, then things will be much easier."

The old man licked his dry lips, lowered his head, and said cautiously:

"What about those outside...?"

He pointed to the stairs leading up not far away.

Jules pondered for a while and said:

"If nothing unexpected happens, residents who haven't been completely mutated should be able to recover, but those who have been severely distorted probably won't be able to be saved."

The "atavism" phenomenon among these Innsmouth residents may have been initially due to the influence of the power of the wave, and it was a mixed change for both good and bad.

But after going deeper, it was the thirst of the red cup that took over everything.

The "shell species" that originally still possessed intelligence will also become the distorted "deep divers" in our impressions.

After hearing Jules' words, everyone became excited and the joy on their faces was beyond words.

But soon, Jules poured cold water on them:
"This is only temporary, and if the root causes are not addressed, soon everything will go back to the way it was before."

The power of the waves cannot always return, but the erosion from the Red Cup and the influence of the Ascension Ritual always exist objectively.

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly, they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"Please save us, sir!"

Their eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and gratitude.

"Get up, there is no need to rush this matter." Jules said calmly.

Even if these residents obeyed his orders 100%, he could not guarantee that these residents who already had the blood of the shell species in their bodies would not suddenly turn into monsters one day.

After all, the moon outside is probably still hanging in the sky.

As long as the support from the Anti-Suppression Bureau does not arrive, none of this will be over.

However, there would be no problem taking this opportunity to temporarily clean up the Dagon Cathedral and stabilize the place a little.

……

As Le had expected, the ground was also affected by the power of the previous wave.

The Cathedral of Dagon still looked eerie, but it no longer had the distorted feeling it had before.

As the tide "sets things right" for all that was distorted, the traces of the influence of the Red Cup have faded a lot.

"Next, you must try your best to maintain the normal operation of Dagon Cathedral. If you encounter danger, remember to find a way to escape and try not to be exposed to the moonlight." He warned.

Inside Dagon Cathedral, believers knelt down in large numbers and thanked in unison:
"Thank you, Master!"

Jules's face froze:
"Why don't I know when I became the leader?"

At this time, Allen, who was previously assigned by Yule to appease everyone, came to him and whispered:
"You seem to possess a lofty and ethereal divine power that makes them submit from the bottom of their hearts, so I simply told them that you are the true agent of Dagon's will and that you came here to restore the faith in the Father God, which was usurped by false gods, to its original state. This will help to recruit them.

After all, the Dagon Cult's faith is deeply rooted here. Although most people don't want this place to continue to be distorted, it's inevitable that some fanatical believers don't think so."

After hearing this, Yule couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

But he also knew that this might be the most stable method.

In this case, the most effective way is to replace the original distorted belief with another similar but different belief and set everything right.

In the modern times that he traveled to, it was extremely difficult to directly eradicate those feudal beliefs.

What's more, this is the world of mysticism, where gods can even walk among the human world.

It is even more impossible to directly put an end to their worship.

It is better to let them worship something normal first, which is worse than having no gods to worship and then feeling itchy and running to worship those "evil gods".

"If that's the case..." Yule pondered for a while, looked at Allen, and said:

"Are you interested in temporarily helping me manage the current affairs of the cult?"

Maybe he will need these believers in the future, but at least for now, these people are just a burden to him.

But he had to settle them down to prevent them from being eroded and mutated again.

Hearing this, Allen was stunned and lowered his head:

"I... I can't do it..." His voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Yule patted his shoulder and said leisurely:
"How will you know if you don't try?"

(End of this chapter)