At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier.

Chapter 108 The Power of the Underworld Descends! Black Mud Covers Tokyo Bay
"Cow, cow..." Ishtar swallowed hard, her hands unconsciously running through the hair that fell to her chest, her eyes darting around. "Cow..."

"Where's the cow? Why isn't it brought out?" Los Saint declared, raising his divine head.

Ishtar trembled with fear and instinctively tried to jump up and fly into the sky, but her divine core was suppressed and her magic power was depleted, so she couldn't fly.

She is currently only a deified god-level heroic spirit, far inferior to a true god. In addition, the gun hadn't even released its power yet, but it had already suppressed her divine core to the point that she couldn't even use her powers.

The other party possessed divine power, while she possessed magical power; the difference in energy levels was several levels.

"Ugh...it's gone!" Ishtar cried out in despair, clutching her head in despair, "Gugalana is long gone!"

"So you just wanted to scare me, right?" Los Saint said, draping his arm around Ishtar's shoulder with a playful expression.

"What exactly do you want! If you bully me, I'll shatter my own spirit foundation!" Ishtar crossed her arms, bit her lip, and glared at the unfamiliar god before her. She was the goddess of beauty, and countless gods had proposed to her but she had never accepted, let alone done anything against her will.

Although this unfamiliar god looks quite handsome, it's impossible for her to fall in love with him as soon as they meet.

Los Saint looked speechlessly at the narcissistic Ishtar, abandoning his divine pronouncements: "What an idiot and moron, Gilgamesh's insults are well-deserved." He pointed at the two of them with his finger, then took out the golden notebook.

The next moment, Ishtar and Ereshkigal were confined within one meter, enveloped by a visible beam of light.

"Hey! What are you trying to do to us?" Ereshkigal pressed her hands against the light barrier with a grim expression.

Ishtar pounded on the light barrier with both hands, gritting her teeth: "Let me go! Bastard! Did Gilgamesh send you to teach me a lesson?! Damn it, that arrogant and conceited Gilgamesh!"

"You two shut up first, let me see what kind of abilities you have before you talk." With a thought, Los Saint activated 'Omnipotent Divine Power', and a layer of golden light covered the noisy Ishtar, making Ishtar unable to move as if time had been frozen.

"..." Ereshkigal quickly shut up upon seeing this, not wanting to suffer the same treatment as Ishtar.

[Indications of Global Change]

Dropped item name: Ishtar
Dropped item characteristics: God-level Heroic Spirit

The dropped items possess power: the power of Venus (a composite power, including: war, love, harvest, beauty, and the Mesopotamian concept of Venus), the crystallization of human imagination (Noble Phantasm: Mountain Shock Star's Fuel, Maana), and gem magic.

Impact of dropped items: Highly influential on human history, mythology, and the global environment.

World administrator's decision: It has a positive effect on the world; its existence is permitted.

"The power of Venus, and it's a composite power. War, not very useful. Love, it's barely useful for humans, after all, it's the prelude to reproduction. Harvest, hmm... not as good as the power of the grass element, not as good as Buyer. Beauty? Tsk, what's the use?" After reading it, Los Saint looked up at Ishtar, who was frozen in place, and clicked his tongue.

"I can only be a vanguard. My power level is only the most basic 1, and my divine core level doesn't seem high either. I can't even use 100% of my power. Oh well, I guess I'm still a god-level combatant."

The frozen Ishtar, hearing the disdainful voice of Los Saint, almost exploded with rage in her divine core.

This wretched, unknown god actually despised her! She was the beloved mistress of heaven, favored by all the gods! How dare she be rejected!
Why do you look down on me?! Why?!
If she could use her powers and Noble Phantasms to their fullest extent, she would definitely smash Venus in his face! That face is truly despicable!
“Ereshkigal, goddess of the underworld, mistress of the underworld, that’s good. Right now, I’m missing something about the underworld.” Los Saint looked at Ereshkigal, who was nervously counting on her fingers, and nodded in satisfaction.

Although ley lines have the ability to contain souls, they can only contain them; souls within ley lines will gradually dissipate over time, so it is necessary to establish a Netherworld.

[Indications of Global Change]

Dropped item name: Ereshkigal

Dropped item characteristics: God-level Heroic Spirit.

The dropped items possess power: the power of the underworld (composite power, including: death, summoning, judgment, verdict, underworld lightning, dreams, resurrection), and the crystallization of human history and fantasy (Noble Phantasms: Spirit Peak Embrace Underworld Saddle, Iron Cage Spear).

Impact of the dropped items: They are disruptive to existing human understanding of history and have unknown effects on the world.

World administrator's decision: It has a positive effect on the world; its existence is permitted.

"The power of the Underworld is actually formed by the fusion of so many powers? Very good." Luo Sheng looked at Ereshkigal with great satisfaction. With a thought, the barrier binding her disappeared and he instantly appeared in front of her, holding her hands in his own.

“Ereshkigal, my world and I need a goddess like you.”

The power of the underworld is the most important rule for creating the underworld on Earth. Not to mention that the power of the underworld has a total of seven rules, each of which has a great effect.

"Eh! Um..." Ereshkigal stared blankly at the handsome man holding her hands with a smile, but her cheeks flushed red the next moment.

She has been in the underworld since birth. Apart from her sister Ishtar, who was born at the same time as her, and who visited three times, no one else has come. As the goddess of the underworld, she is hated by all the gods because gods who stay in the underworld for too long will be assimilated by it.

So she had never had contact with a third person since birth, let alone had a conversation with one, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Aileshkigal's face flushed red, her head spinning. She turned her face away, lowered her head, and whispered, "Th-thank you."

He praised me, so he's definitely not an evil god. Besides, he never had any ill intentions from the beginning. It was that arrogant fellow Ishtar who provoked him, which made him angry. He's a benevolent god.

"What an adorable goddess! She's so much better than the one next to her." Los Saint nodded at the shy Ereshkigal and raised his hand to pat her head.

He likes gentle goddesses who don't contradict him. All the goddesses in his "home" are gentle with him, but... they don't seem to be very shy.

Aleshkigal's cheeks flushed even more, and she lowered her head, tapping her index fingers together.

Ishtar, standing nearby, was furious; if she could move, she would be grinding her teeth in anger.

'They despise her, the goddess of beauty, but show a completely different face to that gloomy fellow? That's too much of a jeopardy to a goddess! In what way is she inferior to the damp, gloomy goddess of the underworld?!'

“You already know this is another world. There’s nothing familiar here, and you can’t go back. So come with me.” Los Saint withdrew his hand, looking at Ereshkigal, whose face was as red as a boiled shrimp. He was afraid that if he touched her for a few more seconds, she would faint.

“Okay, okay…” Ereshkigal lowered her head, her bangs covering her eyes, like an ostrich, not wanting others to see her burning cheeks.

Los Saint looked at Ishtar, his expression returning to normal. With a thought, the golden aura around Ishtar gathered on her hands, turning into ropes that bound her hands together in a flash.

"You bastard! Waaaaah..." Before Ishtar could finish speaking, her mouth was sealed shut by a golden halo, leaving her only able to make whimpering sounds. When she realized she couldn't struggle anymore, she stopped and could only stare straight at Los Saint, her eyes filled with flames.

“Let’s go, Ereshkigal,” Los Saint said with a smile, holding Ereshkigal’s hand.

"Arei?" Areishkigal snapped out of her daze and saw a silver spatial rift appear in front of her, with the male god pulling her hand and leading her forward.

Ishtar looked at her bound hands, then at Ereshkigal being gently led by the hand. Her anger unconsciously turned into grievance, and tears welled up in her eyes.

As they passed through the spatial rift, a vast amount of energy enveloped them, the purity of which far surpassed the natural energy on Earth during the peak of the divine era.

What came into view of Ereshkigal and Ishtar was a giant, silvery-white tree that filled their entire field of vision. Seven-colored leaves and buds clustered on the branches, and the tree was so large that it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

On the branch closest to them, a purple 'fruit' exuded a faint aura of divine power and authority; it was a 'cocoon' that was nurturing a nature-based deity.

"This is! The manifestation of the Great Source of the World?" Ereshkigal stared in disbelief, while Ishtar beside him also stared wide-eyed, her eyes shining brightly with tears in them.

'A new nature-based god is being conceived!!!'

“Los Saint, are these your two new companions? It looks like something unpleasant happened.”

A gentle voice came, and Ishtar and Ereshkigal came to their senses and looked over. A Mother Earth Goddess, who was associated with grass, trees and forests, walked towards them. The divine aura emanating from this Mother Earth Goddess made them open their mouths.

The aura of this Earth Mother Goddess is so profound... They have never seen an Earth Mother Goddess of this level of divinity before (except for the mother of the Creator Goddess), she is definitely a great god of the chief god level.

In the Type-Moon universe, a chief god is a deity with a high level of authority and is one of the most important deities in a pantheon.

Buyer is the incarnation of the World Tree, which is the source of the current planet. If she were placed in the Age of Gods, she would indeed be a main god. If the World Tree were to cover a continent, she would be a god-king. If she were to cover an entire planet, she would be a supreme god.

The rankings here refer to the classification of gods in the Type-Moon universe. In addition to these, there are also extra-level gods who have transcended the origin and world, such as the Dove God, the Awakened One, and the Three Venerable Ones.

'What's going on with this world...' Ishtar instantly deflated. With a source of this level, a god of this level, and a new god being conceived, this world seems even more divine than the Age of Gods.

Moreover, although this place is filled with natural energy so dense it's practically liquid, she can't absorb any of it. Clearly, this isn't an open source; there's a master controlling it.

It should be understood that only a very small number of gods in a pantheon can control the 'Great Source'.

The gods of Mesopotamia had to flee to the inner sea of ​​the star because the Great Source was depleted. If they hadn't left, the gods would have perished without the supply of natural energy. This was a true demise, the kind where their divinity would have been completely destroyed.

"That silly goddess actually said she'd give me the access to the World Tree in exchange for a chance to pursue her, pfft, haha, sorry, I couldn't help myself." Luo Sheng chuckled and patted Ishtar's head as she stubbornly bit her lip.

“Requesting access to the World Tree… a chance to pursue…” Buyer was a little stunned, then couldn’t help but laugh, though she didn’t laugh out loud. Giving the world’s master, Lord Tianli, a chance to pursue was the funniest joke she had heard in over three thousand years.

In Teyvat, this would be like an ordinary Daedric Lord pointing at Sky Isle and shouting, "If you give me one of the four ruling positions, I'll consider making you my servant."

"Waaah..." Ishtar shook her bound hands, making sounds, her eyes full of resentment. She had no idea who this god was.

Wait a minute... I think he mentioned 'My World'... Could he be the God-King who controls the source of the world?

Thinking of this, a sense of death enveloped him, his entire being lost its vitality, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

Why did such unlucky things happen to me? Waaaaah.

"Give them both to me, and don't be too harsh on her." Buyer said gently to Ishtar, whose hands were tied and whose eyes were glistening with tears. As a goddess who was over three thousand years old, she could tell that the two newcomers were not very old, no more than a thousand years old, and were still in the stage of being ignorant children.

“How gentle you are, Buyer. Alright, I’m entrusting them to you. Pass on the basic knowledge of this world to them.” Los Saint released Ishtar.

"Waaah..." Ishtar choked back tears, feeling wronged. When had she ever been treated like this? Ereshkigal glanced at Ishtar, who was about to cry, and wondered why she was crying.

"Alright, alright, Los Saint is fine, don't cry," Buyer said gently, patting Ishtar's head.

"Wow--"

Instead of comforting her, Ishtar burst into tears, rubbing her eyes with both hands.

"Why!!" Ishtar was extremely aggrieved, not because she was tied up, but because she was the goddess of beauty, yet she was being treated differently.

Buyer looked at Los Saint, her eyes seeming to say, 'What did you do to her?' As a Teyvat goddess, she had never seen a demon cry out in grievance.

"Don't worry about her, she'll be fine after crying for a while." Luo Sheng shrugged. Gods are not all the same, especially gods from different worlds. The gods in the Type-Moon world have very rich emotions and humanity.

Ishtar was a giant baby in the Age of Gods, causing all sorts of trouble. Anyway, her father was the king of the gods, so no matter what she did wrong, he would clean up her mess. Also, because she was the goddess of beauty, all the gods were bewitched and became her sycophants, which led to her eccentric personality from a young age.

She seems to be doing well now because of the influence of a medium. Her personality is Rin Tohsaka. Although Rin Tohsaka is a magician, her values ​​are still quite good, which directly influenced the goddess Ishtar.

"Waaah—" Ishtar cried even louder.

“I’ll count to three. If I hear you crying again, I’ll tie you up and hang you on a tree.”

Ishtar stopped crying instantly, her eyes filled with resentment.

“My name is Buyer, the Great Wisdom Master of the Good Dharma of Mokha. What are your names?” Buyer said with a smile.

"Buyer? The Seventy-Two Pillars of Demons?" Ishtar wondered if she had misheard. Weren't these the Pillars of Hell Demons?

“It’s a bit complicated, I’ll explain it to you slowly,” Buyer said.

"I am Ishtar, the goddess of Venus in Mesopotamia, the goddess of war, harvest, beauty, and love."

“My name is Ereshkigal, the ruler of the underworld…” Ereshkigal said softly, looking down at her toes. Facing such a gentle goddess, she felt inferior because she was the dark god of the underworld.

“Ishtar and Ereshkigal, it’s a pleasure to have you here,” Buyer said with a smile, then granted them access to the World Tree.

Elemental power is also a type of natural energy, and any deity who possesses power can absorb it.

Ishtar and Ereshkigal shuddered as they felt the planet's great source actively connecting with them, a continuous flow of energy surging into their bodies.

The moment they connected with Dayuan, they understood Buyer's true identity, and a flood of information rushed into their minds.

Shock!

The embodiment of the planetary origin! The will of the planet?
Ishtar looked at the god who had bound her, her lips twitching. He was actually the master of this planet, controlling everything on it, even more outrageous than the god-king of the pantheon.

Ereshkigal's cheeks flushed slightly. She was relieved that she wasn't disliked by Buyer because she was the goddess of the underworld. Thinking of this, she looked at Los Saint, who gave her an amused look. She lowered her head like a startled little rabbit.

"..." Ishtar looked at the shy Ereshkigal and regretted it deeply when she thought about how she had been treated differently. She couldn't go back to the Age of Gods now. She had offended the planet's ruler as soon as she arrived, and she would definitely be punished in the future.

"This will be fun from now on." Los Saint thought to himself as he looked at Ereshkigal, then looked at Raiden Shin, who had grown a little bigger on the tree branch, raised his hand, and threw a ball of golden 'omnipotent divine power' at him.

The omnipotent divine power seeped into the 'purple fruit' and enveloped Raiden Shin. "That's enough, Lord Tenri... I can't eat anymore." Raiden Shin hurriedly said. The omnipotent divine power that Lord Tenri had given her earlier had only been used up a little, and the growth rate had already reached its limit. Any more 'omnipotent divine power' given to her could only be used to make her divine body more resilient.

"Are you sure you don't want it anymore?" Luo Sheng asked.

"Yes, thank you for your trust, Lord Tenri," Raiden Shin said, feeling extremely grateful. She hadn't even started managing the country for Lord Tenri yet, and she had already been given so much. A different kind of feeling unconsciously arose in her heart.

Buyer told her that Lord Tenri was very kind, and she didn't expect him to be so kind, as if she had become Lord Tenri's family.

Los Saint sat lazily on a tree branch next to Raiden, looking down at Buyer, Ishtar, and Ereshkigal.

Buyer was explaining the world to the two little goddesses.

"It'll be quite lively with the addition of two new gods."

……

Japan, Kyoto City.

Kyoto is Japan's second largest city and served as the capital for over a thousand years until it lost its title after the Sengoku period.

Outside a manor in the city, luxury cars with prices beyond the imagination of ordinary people are parked outside the manor. In addition, the entire manor is surrounded by security personnel armed with guns and stun batons.

The manor is resplendent in gold and jade, with various famous paintings and antique artifacts displayed everywhere. Despite its splendor, it is also filled with elegance, preventing the luxurious manor from becoming vulgar.

In the main hall of the manor, a host of Japan's elite gathered, including politicians, zaibatsu (financial conglomerates), business tycoons, news agency presidents, bank directors, and so on.

They were all high-ranking figures who had fled Tokyo. After receiving communications from the chief priests of various Shinto shrines, they all rushed here without prior arrangement.

This estate is also one of the properties owned by the Japanese Emperor.

Although the Emperor was reduced to a mascot after the war, he still held the highest, albeit implicit, position and was the symbol of the nation.

Although this country claims to be a developed country, its upper class still tacitly accepts the identity and cultural values ​​that have been passed down for thousands of years.

They divided the nation's people into royalty, nobles, gentry, and the lowest class of commoners.

Therefore, whether it is a big businessman, a tycoon, a regional official, a mayor, or a town mayor, they have nothing to do with ordinary people at the bottom. No matter how capable ordinary people are, they can only become their high-level employees.

"What do you think we should do now? In four days, the gods will descend upon Japan," said the middle-aged chairman of Sakura Bank, who was also the Minister of Finance, with a stern face.

"Our opponent is a god, not an ordinary superhuman. Moreover, it's Thor, the god of judgment. We're just ordinary humans. What can we do?" A tycoon's patriarch's face was full of gloom.

"Isn't it possible to request support from the United States? The United States is the world's number one military power." The Attorney General said through gritted teeth, "The United States and we also have a protection treaty!"

"Don't even think about it. The US received the intelligence a long time ago, and the US military bases have already been closed, and the aircraft carriers are preparing to withdraw. The Americans are completely unreliable!" The Foreign Minister clenched his fist.

“What about the Self-Defense Forces? Can’t they negotiate with Takaten Shōjin? The Age of Gods is long gone. It should be up to us humans to manage ourselves!” A tycoon’s head couldn’t help but stand up and shout, his eyes filled with fear.

Everyone here who has climbed to this position is no fool; they all understand the state of the world and know that these people will never be recognized by the gods.

Once this country begins to transcend, they will fall from the heavens into the abyss, becoming worse off than the lowest commoners!

Moreover, countless ordinary people hate them, and the thought of being relegated to the bottom of society fills them with deep fear.

"Ha, Self-Defense Forces, don't think that just because I'm the Commander-in-Chief of the Self-Defense Forces I can command the soldiers." The portly Commander-in-Chief of the Self-Defense Forces looked terrified, not even noticing that snot was already dripping from his nostrils.

"If it really comes down to fighting against the gods, the soldiers will definitely tie me up!"

The thought that the soldiers he usually bossed around might tie him up at any time made his crotch start to smell of urine.

If they are going against the gods, do they even need to think about whose orders the Self-Defense Force officers and soldiers will listen to?

"Your Majesty the Emperor! You are a descendant of Amaterasu! Please say something!" The Prime Minister looked at the old man with gray hair who had been silent and whose body was still trembling.

"..." The Emperor jumped up in fright, his eyes filled with fear: "What! Are you calling me?"

"Your Majesty, you are a descendant of Amaterasu Omikami. Have you made contact with Amaterasu Omikami? Only another, more powerful deity can defeat a god!"

"Amaterasu Omikami." The Emperor's lips trembled as he spoke. He had no idea how to contact Amaterasu Omikami. He knew better than anyone that he was just an ordinary person and not a descendant of a god at all.

The true line of the Emperor died out long ago, and my lineage became Emperor during the Azuchi-Momoyama period.

The descendants of gods must have divine power, but he had never heard of his ancestors having any divine power.

The true gods of the heavens, knowing he was a fake descendant of Amaterasu, would surely punish him.

"I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me, don't ask me anything, I don't know anything." The Emperor shook his head, feeling that his crotch was already wet, and stood up, his legs trembling as he left his seat: "You all continue, don't mind me."

"His Majesty the Emperor!"

"What should we do? What should we do?!" a tycoon muttered dejectedly.

"Faced with the gods, none of the methods we can think of are effective!"

They, who could influence the entire country with a mere gesture, discovered that no matter what methods they used, they were like bubbles in the face of the divine power.

No matter what methods an ordinary person uses, they cannot stop a divine thunderbolt from killing them on a clear day.

"The only thing we can do now is to abandon Japan and transfer all our assets abroad!" a tycoon gritted his teeth.

"Ha, move abroad? There are superhumans everywhere abroad. The superhumans in South America can see a person's good and evil. Europe has churches, and Xia Country isn't an immigrant country."

In an instant, a profound gloom and despair enveloped them.

They are like birds in a cage or fish in a net, unable to escape their fate of being purged no matter how much they struggle. They are now even afraid of the servants in their homes, fearing that the servants might learn 'Source Awakening' from somewhere and use it against them.

"Why is this happening! Why do gods really exist?!" A political figure broke down, kneeling on the ground and frantically kowtowing.

"Are we just supposed to wait here and do nothing?!" The bank chairman broke down, roaring hysterically.

……

While the Japanese upper class was in despair, a change occurred in Tokyo Bay.

Gulu gulu——

The seawater was turning black and bubbling at an extremely fast speed. The fish that came into contact with the black seawater twisted and swelled up, looking like fleshy balls made up of a large number of tumors. Mouths with white teeth emerged from the top of the fleshy balls, and four sharp limbs pierced out from the fleshy balls.

These bizarre, fleshy spheres are all Rahmu, monsters created by the evil power of humanity to hunt humans.

On the seabed, a massive mass of black mud, as large as a skyscraper, appeared out of nowhere and quickly dispersed and merged into the seawater.

The continuous appearance of such massive black mud quickly turned a section of Tokyo Bay black and emitted a putrid stench.

A cargo ship sailing in Tokyo Bay sounded its horn.

woo-

"What happened! It stinks!"

"Oh no! Look at the sea! It's turned black!"

"The cargo ship is stuck, what's going on?"

The sailors on the cargo ship watched in horror as the once blue seawater visibly turned black.

The cargo ship's first mate cried out in terror, "The seawater has turned black! Like crude oil! Oh no! We've encountered something supernatural!"

Their cargo ship travels all over the world, and in the past year they have encountered countless extraordinary events, even shooting at a six-armed undead monster that tried to climb onto the ship.

"The ship can't move!" the driver shouted.

The captain shouted in terror, "Nonsense! How could we possibly move in this black mud!"

He cursed inwardly, wishing he hadn't taken the Japan route; otherwise, he would probably be dead here.

"Oh my God! God bless, angels bless, please let me return safely to the United States." The captain prayed, clutching the crucifix necklace.

"Captain! There are monsters on the sea! So many monsters!" The first mate tumbled and crawled into the bridge, yelling.

"Shit! I've seen it!" The captain, drenched in sweat, stared at the ship's camera, the footage sending chills down his spine.

In the scene, mouths full of neat teeth emerged from the black muddy sea surface, and these mouths collided like clappers, making a nauseating clicking sound.

The clicking sound echoed throughout the sea.

"Ugh~" The first mate lay on the ground and vomited, his muscles twitching with fear.

The captain frantically pulled out his phone and dialed the Vatican for help: "SOS! Quickly, SOS! Ask the Church in Rome for help! There must be priests in Japan! There must be!"

The Vatican has made its hotline for help available to people all over the world.

If you encounter a monster, you can call the church for help, and the church will dispatch the nearest superhuman priest to arrive as quickly as possible.

Of course, if you make a false police report to mock the Vatican, you will be blacklisted, so few people are willing to take that risk.

[This is the Vatican Council of Priests. Please describe what happened as quickly as possible.]

"I am the captain of an American ocean-going freighter, currently in Tokyo Bay. The entire bay has turned into black mud! My crew and I are trapped here!"

"There are monsters in the black mud! So many monsters, countless monsters! Great God, merciful angels, we beg you to come and save us!"

[Many monsters? Please turn on your camera.]

With trembling hands, the captain turned on the camera and pointed it out of the cabin.

The blue of the sea in the distance was originally visible, but now it is completely gone, and countless mouths with neat teeth have emerged from the surface.

[What?! So many! This is comparable to the British Incident!]

We are very sorry, but the church does not yet have a pastor stationed in Japan, so we have to urgently transfer one from Malaysia.

"There are no priests in Japan!" the captain cried out. "How can there be no priests! Please, don't abandon us! I am a devout believer!"

At this point, the captain broke down, pleading with tears streaming down his face.

【Although we would love to send someone over immediately, please hold on.】

Just then, the clicking sound of teeth clinking stopped.

The next moment, laughter, like the sound of an old television set dropping frames, came one after another from the strange mouths that emerged from the sea.

Hahahahahahahaha—

Hearing the piercing laughter, all the crew members collapsed in fear, clutching their heads and screaming on the ground: "Aaaaaah!"

"God, save me!"

"Monsters! So many monsters!"

With a splash, a Rahmu emerged from the dark mud, resembling an arthropod, but with sharp, needle-like limbs that trod on the surface of the water.

It has a humanoid torso, insect-like limbs, no eyes or ears, and a vertical mouth that fills its entire head.

"Hahahaha—humans! Humans! We are the new humans! We are the new humans created by Mother! We will destroy the old humans who occupy our ecological niche! Hahahaha—"

(End of this chapter)