Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 350 349 The Well of the Sun (Part 3)

While those on night duty, those taking the blame, and investigators raced against time to rescue innocent civilians.

At this moment, large swathes of people in Tingen City who had no time to escape emitted a brilliant golden light upon coming into contact with the Sunwell lava rain falling from the sky. Their flesh, bones, organs, spirit, and even their very souls were being eroded by the Sunwell ore, their bodies liquefying and becoming part of the Sunwell ore.

The Sunwell Ore is produced from any living being whose spirit and flesh have been contaminated.

"Take the children, take the children and hurry up!"

"Daddy, don't abandon me, don't abandon me, I'll never be naughty again, Daddy..."

In the face of a disaster that can affect the entire city, the desperate efforts of those on night watch, those taking the blame, and investigators to save lives cannot truly prevent the disaster from happening.

They could only do their utmost to save lives and stop the disaster before it completely engulfed the entire city of miracles.

However, when it comes to combating the contamination of the Sunwell, those below Sequence 5 are almost indistinguishable from ordinary people.

Extraordinary beings who lack divinity are unable to resist the assimilation and absorption of the Sunwell. In fact, their spirituality is more abundant than that of ordinary people, and the Sunwell ore they transform into is of higher purity, allowing them to obtain more raw ore.

They are more abundant Sunwell mineral transformation materials.

In Tingen, the most numerous official Extraordinary individuals are Miskatonic's investigators.

They dared not underestimate this golden lava field; however, mere caution was not enough to completely prevent the Sunwell from being contaminated.

As the golden magma fell from the sky and surged in from the outside, a large amount of golden, fine dust had already blended into the air, arriving even faster than the Sunwell magma.

Extraordinary individuals undergo a spiritual transformation after inhaling this dust.

The investigators were horrified to discover that their companions were bleeding golden blood from their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths.

These things, born from the interaction with the spiritual, erode their bodies, transforming flesh into purer and more useful Sunwell ore that can be supplied to future generations.

This is irreversible.

Faced with a disaster powerful enough to destroy an entire city, only demigods could barely move.

For extraordinary beings at the demigod level who possess divinity, although they will not undergo an immediate transformation upon contact with the Sunwell, the ineradicable decadent self-confidence of all living beings begins to awaken within them when they approach the Sunwell's magma.

Everything possesses divinity, but the divinity of demigods is particularly strong, and they are more severely affected by it.

This is an anomaly caused by the divine power of the true creator. Ordinary demigods are also unable to walk for long in areas filled with Sunwell ore at this moment, and the effectiveness of their rescue efforts is greatly reduced.

In the midst of such a rapid catastrophe, students were swallowed by the lava of the Sunwell, workers who toiled tirelessly every day, roadside food stall owners, and countless others who did not have time to escape were all transformed into something like the Sunwell the instant the frosted glass barrier in the sky shattered.

At 47 Golden Rose Street, the landlady who had taken such good care of the Moretti family looked at her half-melted body, smiled, and fell backward into the golden sea of ​​lava. Her body disintegrated and turned into golden lava.

In the dock area, a middle-aged man who had been working hard to unload cargo and planned to buy his child a pizza that evening looked on with despair, sinking into a sea of ​​lava.

The lava flowed more and faster, and except for a few defense systems located outside the Tingen City government area, both buildings and creatures became part of the Sunwell lava the moment they came into contact with it.

On the streets, in the shops, and in the buildings, the flowing lava from the Sunwell corrodes and pollutes everything.

Once cooled, they become the purest, safest, and most efficient mystical minerals, usable in various purification and exorcism fields.

"This is the origin of Sunwell ore."

A ridiculous and most valuable occult mineral made from human flesh and blood and fueled by human spirit.

Atop the clock tower, Amon looked at Nicholas beside him, a smile playing on his lips. Clearly, this former blasphemer was quite pleased with what he had seen.

"So, um, did he catch the fish he wanted to catch?"

“Yes.” Nikolai straightened his black silk hat. “Or rather, it’s better than we expected. In addition to the Hidden Sage, we have gained something else.”

Amon adjusted his monocle. "Really?"

He withdrew his gaze, a smile still playing on his lips, and watched those who were crying, suffering, going mad, and roaring.

What an interesting scene! Amon had to admit that he hadn't seen anything like this in quite some time.

As the embodiment of deception and mischief, Amon couldn't help but regret that the long period he spent playing hide-and-seek with Nicholas had caused him to miss many exciting stories.

The former and current blasphemers remained silent, quietly surveying the apocalyptic scene.

Some people give up their own lives to save others, while others abandon their loved ones to save their own lives.

Some people frantically tried to pull those who had been transformed into Sunwell Ore out of the lava, while others pushed those around them backward, hoping they could run faster and faster.

A vivid tapestry of life is unfolding, depicting the vicissitudes of life and the warmth and coldness of human relationships through various stories, performed for the small audience present.

Amon squeezed his monocle again, and he saw one after another spiritual line flying into the sky.

Are these people real people, or secret puppets?

Is this real or fake?

Amon was somewhat expectant, wondering what this so-called deal that would satisfy Him was.

"Don't let me down, Don Eggers."

-

Not long ago.

The city government of Tingen, underground.

As a Level 2 Ritualist and a member of the Night Watch, Pedigris's entry into the City Hall amidst the chaos, despite his certification in ritual magic, did not arouse much suspicion from others.

As he passed through the ritual magic defenses and approached the core area of ​​the municipal government, he was stopped by the demigod responsible for guarding the area.

But the consciousness of the Sequence 4 parasite, and everyone who saw him, was thrown into chaos for a moment.

Stationed at the city hall, the thief, through Sequence 3, deceived his mentor until it was too late to realize someone had broken in.

Pedigre, the night watchman, killed the other investigators who were guarding the passage to the underground.

Their brains were ravaged by a massive, frenzied surge of knowledge; brain matter and blood splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding ground and walls red. Even after the brain matter detached from the body, it continued to writhe, as if it still possessed its own vitality, still trying something.

The filthy and insane knowledge spread outwards in a contagious manner, polluting the surroundings in a way completely different from the Sunwell ore.

"This is--"

The head of the city government's investigation team's gaze sharpened as he looked at the mayor standing to the side.

The mayor of Tingen ignored the murdered investigators and whispered to his deceitful mentor beside him, "Seal off this place. Don't let Him escape."

The seal has been breached, and the investigators stationed here have been killed. All of this indicates that someone has broken in and intends to disrupt the ritual protecting the entire city.

"……OK."

The mentor, who was trying to deceive him, did not understand the mayor's thinking. It was obvious that someone had invaded the underground core area, so why seal it off instead of going in to fight the intruder?

But that is the mayor's order.

The mayor of Tingen is appointed directly by Miskatonic University and is not bound by East Chestershire or Backlund.

Because they are also directly under Miskatonic University, in Tingen, unless ordered personally by Mr. "Mistake", the investigators, night watchmen, and substitutes stationed in Tingen should, within their duties, obey the orders of the mayor of Tingen to the greatest extent possible.

He understood one thing: in Tingen City, the most important thing was to obey the orders of those in power, even if those "those in power" were just ordinary people who seemed unremarkable and not extraordinary.

Therefore, the man who had deceived his mentor had no choice but to solemnly seal off the passageway, and then looked at the corpses whose heads had been burst open.

These are all the investigators he remembers vividly and energetically, his team members, some of whom he has even watched grow from clueless recruits into experienced veterans...

His feelings about deceiving his mentor were incredibly complex, but the mayor's next words seemed to freeze those complex emotions in an instant.

"Throw them outside and let the Sunwell Ore swallow them up."

His deceitful mentor froze, then he quickly looked at the gentle-looking mayor of Tingen, his expression one of astonishment, and couldn't help but stammer, "But, Your Excellency Mayor, this—"

"But they've already been contaminated, haven't they?"

The mayor of Tingen gently interrupted the extraordinary individual, saying, "To prevent others from being contaminated in the same way, handing their bodies over to the Sunwell Ore outside for disposal is the best decision. What do you think?"

"Your Excellency Mayor, what are you doing—" An investigator was about to say something excitedly, but was stopped by their captain raising his hand.

"If this is what you wish for, then so be it..."

-

Through the dark, spiraling downward passage, the protections created by ritual magic malfunctioned in Pedigris's hands, their core knowledge shifting, disappearing, and being added.

This is one of the most central areas of the entire city of Tingen. Even a Level 2 ritual master would be considered a criminal and a betrayal if they entered without the approval of the mayor of Tingen or Mr. "Wrong".

The further Pedigru went, the more the twisted, crimson-hued things that emerged from his body flickered and faded.

The knowledge possessing the god Pedigris has already felt the attraction that comes from the aggregation of extraordinary characteristics.

It's almost here, almost there.

The extraordinary characteristics of the knowledge emperor are as follows.

Pedigra's forehead was torn open, and for a moment his expression showed pain, but he quickly calmed down.

An eye without a pupil crawled out of the flesh and blood, and as Pedigris descended, one after another, illusory eye symbols without eyelashes appeared on the surrounding walls.

Following instinct, in a situation where "error" is absent and the true Creator and Amon join forces to attack Tingen, the Hidden Sage secretly corrupts an extraordinary Seeker.

With his help, the Hidden Sage successfully entered the most important core area of ​​Tingen City.

He is about to acquire new extraordinary qualities, and move one step closer to Godhood and to the Great Mother.

Filled with hope, Pedigra walked down the steps one by one.

At the end of this passage leading to the unknown region was a pitch-black iron gate, which was sealed. But how could such a gate possibly be a barrier to the hidden sage, who was the embodiment of "knowledge"?
The seal was quickly swelled by the knowledge implanted by the Hidden Sage, and crumbled from the inside. Thin, narrow cracks appeared on Pedigris's face, hands, and exposed skin, and eyes kept filling the skin of the Night Watcher.

Pedigris looked even more pained, as the Hidden Sage unleashed his power almost without hesitation, pushing Pedigris to the limit.

But this body no longer mattered. The Hidden Sage's indifferent gaze, devoid of any emotion, paid no heed to the thoughts of someone who shared the same extraordinary path.

This person doesn't even possess much knowledge that he himself has instilled in him.

Therefore, even the Sage of Concealment felt that His corruption was going too smoothly.

In Tingen, the indoctrination of the Hidden Sages was almost unable to penetrate the divine power radiating outwards from the period of “error.” The people of Tingen who sought to uncover the secrets had not suffered from the Hidden Sages’ harm for a long time, so naturally they were not very resistant to this kind of spiritual pollution from the level of knowledge.

"Mistakes" ruined them.

The Hidden Sage thought so.

He manipulated the Night Watcher's body, which was on the verge of collapse and going out of control, and stepped into the black iron gate.

This is what He has longed for.

In the empty room, a miniature planet, as dazzling as a star, floats.

Looking out, on the surface of the miniature planet, a large number of golden objects appeared in one area. A miniature barrier covered a small city, enveloping it and isolating it from the outside world.

This is a Level 0 sealed artifact of Miskatonic, and it is the extraordinary trait of the Knowledge Emperor that Miskatonic recovered after Russell Gustav died as the Black Emperor.

It's right in front of me.

The Hidden Sage detached from Pedigris's body and reached out towards the "0" level sealed artifact.

He obtained the unattended "0" level sealed artifact.

But suddenly, one strange "hehehe" laugh after another came from all directions.

'Hehehe, I've finally waited for you.'

(End of this chapter)