There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

"Never mind..." Harris tried to interrupt me with a Mafuba attack, but I interrupted him with a Reverse Mafuba attack.

"But Gotz, that penniless bastard, escaped from the hospital and still owes Dr. Dort the medical bills from last time, and you're a bankrupt, naked Iron Man. If we send you there, you'll probably be humanely killed by Dr. Dort who's chasing after you for the debt."

Harris didn't get to say what he wanted to say, and was even ridiculed by me. He said with dissatisfaction, "Marcus, you were the one who insisted on rescuing us, so why are you so resentful towards us..."

Speaking of this, I get so angry: "You have the nerve to say that. Because of you two bastards, I, the main character, haven't even appeared on screen for a whole week..."

"Stop saying such outrageous things!" Harris exclaimed, clutching her hair in frustration, indicating that she knew nothing.

I sighed softly, finally becoming serious: "I should have asked Gotz what weaknesses he had as a Deep One. But it seems I can't count on that now. If I wait any longer, I'll end up visiting Gray in the morgue instead of the hospital room where I'm supposed to see you."

Harris tried to stand up, indicating that he was able to move and did not need care. However, his severe ischemia, multiple bone injuries, and blast trauma made it impossible for him to walk, and his legs gave way, causing him to sit down on the ground again.

He tried to pat his chest to show he was in good health, but instead, he started coughing. The loud cough echoed through the empty cave, sounding rather imposing.

“…Cough cough, Marcus, don’t worry about me. Go save Gray, this kid mustn’t get hurt because of us. Cough cough, we can take care of ourselves here.” Harris said awkwardly, desperately covering his mouth, trying to suppress his cough, but to no avail.

"Alright then, I'll get you to bed first. Be careful not to move around too much, or your wounds will get worse." As I spoke, I carried Harris, who couldn't move on his own, onto a single bed covered with straw in the base.

Harris was somewhat moved.

He thought to himself, "This Marcus may be unreliable in his words, but he's still quite capable in his actions. He's even been so considerate of me..."

But the next moment, I threw the unconscious Gotz onto the bed, and he and Harris squeezed together.

As we all know, a low-budget Hulk like Gots would be completely naked after transforming. And obviously, he wouldn't have the Hulk's magical shorts...

Hearing Harris's wailing screams from the cave behind me, and confirming that the two of them were still full of energy and showed no signs of dying, I walked out of the empty cave. Luckily, we had taken all the weapons from the cave beforehand, so we didn't have to worry about Harris locking me up again under the pretext of stockpiling weapons.

"Grey, you must live... I'm coming soon..." I murmured to myself, transforming into a black shadow and disappearing into the night.

…………

"puff!"

Gray coughed up blood, his body turning into a shooting star as he crashed heavily into a forest.

The moment Gray turned to look at the giant Deep One out of curiosity, the shadow of madness crept into his mind and completely took control of his consciousness.

Those horrifying images, lurking with incoherent nonsense, depravity, and demonic worship, spread wildly through his eyes.

Those images, carrying all the unsolved mysteries of humanity's two-million-year evolutionary history and the terrifying, hidden history of Earth's four-six-billion-year past, flooded his mind, destroying his rationality...

In his frenzy, he didn't even notice that the enormous Deep One had silently approached him, extending its massive, scaled arm...

Fortunately, Gray regained some consciousness the instant he was attacked. Relying on his honed combat instincts, he dodged the piercing claws, only to be slapped far away by the giant hand and fall into the dense forest.

"Ugh... Wow... This monster..."

Gray coughed up all the blood in his mouth before uttering a chilling phrase. He felt a heavy blow to his side, thankfully without any dislocation or fracture. However, his back, which had been struck by the tree, was throbbing with pain, likely from bruising.

At this moment, the monster in the distance had used its strange ability to stir up a mist that obscured Gray's vision, turning the entire battlefield into a white, deadly wasteland.

“No, this monster has special abilities, I need to be careful…” Gray calmed down and analyzed silently. “Range attacks are not suitable to continue at the moment, and it’s easy to be ambushed by those illusions while observing the target.”

"Aside from ranged attacks, I can only fight the monster in melee combat. But I'm not even in the same league as that giant monster in terms of size or strength. What should I do...?"

He silently calculated the time; I had about ten minutes left before I arrived at my fastest speed. This was a life-or-death line; if he couldn't cross it, he would have to say goodbye to his superhero dream and this mysterious yet familiar world.

"It seems we'll have to resort to some special methods..."

"I hope there won't be any problems..."

Chapter 184 White Hell

Amidst the vast expanse of fog, the environment is subtly changing.

Heavy, humid vapor rose from the lagoon halfway up Mount Mads, like an invisible beauty swaying a light veil, flirtatiously covering one's eyes. But the vapor lacked the softness and delicacy of the veil; instead, it was endlessly sticky and nauseating.

Upon contact with the skin, a bone-chilling cold follows, transforming into a scaly creature without hands or feet, rustling and entwining its limbs.

Amidst the overwhelming whiteness, Gray sensed a lurking filth. The so-called flawlessness was merely a tangled web of impurities, swallowing the vibrant colors of life, their bodies lying in a mass of corpses, intertwined into a colossal, invisible terror.

The water vapor seemed to be both a wandering ghost born from the resentment accumulated at the bottom of the lake for many years and an unclean secret buried by a flood millions of years ago. It swam freely from the surface of the lake and rushed towards everything in this world that dared to resist!

The raging flames of the ruins visibly diminished. It was as if an invisible giant had casually blew out a candle, and the mere breath was enough to disperse the fire, revealing the pale blue flame beneath the crimson tip, until only fine charcoal remained.

Not content with extinguishing the flames on the annihilation field, the white undead flowed even more frantically toward the living matter.

The vibrant, life-giving grass on the ground, its leaves so lively that even the explosion couldn't dispel it, was instantly covered with a layer of heavy white dew. Meanwhile, the flourishing leaves in the forest were veiled in mist, their verdant green shrouded in a hazy, indistinct gloom.

After a brief exchange, Gray was plunged into a white hell before he could even retaliate.

In the White Hell, there are two towering white columnar tombstones, mostly buried by an even thicker, filthy white, leaving only a section of their bodies, which are set off as black, like a gaunt ghost.

Most unsettling of all is that within this white hell roams a truly restless dead being. It stirs up thick fog, lets out low growls, wavers its jagged, terrifying limbs, and sways its twisted, gnarled body, launching a vengeful duel against the living.

"Where is the monster...?"

Gray stood rooted to the spot, futilely using all his senses—sight, hearing, smell, and taste—to try and detect any sign of danger. But the enormous monster seemed to have vanished without a trace…

But just then, a giant foot with scales and webs shot out from the white mist, accompanied by a strong gust of wind!

Although the sudden attack was swift, the powerful wind pressure also dispersed a corner of the thick fog, revealing the terrifying body hidden behind the fog.

Gray's nerves were on edge, warning signs of danger emanating from his entire body. He managed to dodge the Deep One's giant foot by quickly falling backward, leaving only a deep footprint on the ground!

"run!"

The next moment, Gray's body reacted naturally, flipping over and leaping up to run without hesitation!

"The monster has spotted me. This fog isn't safe... I need to turn the tide in my favor..."

Gray was unarmed and could only choose the most aggressive passive defense, preparing to search for the location where the weapons had been buried.

However, in the thick fog, the entire perimeter of the mine was blurred together, making it impossible to discern directions. The only reference points were the two enormous tungsten-titanium alloy tombstones, still conspicuously standing in the fog.

After a moment's thought, Gray immediately abandoned his search plan and forcibly changed direction.

But the next moment, the giant deep-sea creature's bulging eyes instantly caught this slight movement. Sharp claws swiftly pounced towards it, like a child playing outdoors catching a grasshopper with their palm.

While this attack lacked the power of the previous stomp, it was particularly effective at controlling Gray's movements. With its small-scale area of ​​effect, Gray couldn't avoid revealing weaknesses whether he dodged or fled.

The next step would be for the giant deep-diving creature to simply extend its right claw to completely block his movements, trapping him like a turtle in a jar.

Feeling the dark clouds looming overhead, Gray was struck as if by lightning. He seemed stunned by this sudden turn of events and could only awkwardly roll to the left, his intention to dodge being blatantly exposed.

The colossal deep-diving creature let out a cruel snort, extending its other hand, already prepared to savor the screams as the flower of death bloomed.

But the sound he expected didn't come. Could it be that his sure-fire strike missed?

At this moment, Gray had already completed the roll and boldly adopted the strategy of just grazing the Deep One's slap. Enduring the pain of the exploding airflow, he neither went left nor right, but instead stepped onto the Deep One's palm, which was like a tree root gripping the ground, and used the force to jump out of the attack range!

As the nimble little insect, Gray, leaped from his palm, a ruthless glint flashed in the giant Deep One's eyes. The green filaments, resembling rotting seaweed, slowly writhed in the depths of his eyes. He coldly watched as the insect stumbled to the ground and continued its escape toward the tungsten-titanium alloy tombstone.

The enormous, bizarre being casually grabbed a boulder and tossed it into the distance.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

After a boulder landed, its momentum continued unabated. It rolled across the ground, leaving a horrific scratch, before finally crashing into the cliff face and causing a landslide!

But the next moment, the giant Deep One exerted its power on the spot, like a terrifying battering ram, and caught up with Gray in an instant. It arrived at the foot of the tungsten-titanium alloy tombstone and waited there, seemingly intending to turn this place into Gray's burial place.

The change was sudden, and Gray clearly had no time to retreat. He could only crash into the embrace of the giant Deep One with his momentum.

The four-meter-tall monster, compared to Gray's tiny body, exudes an aura of overwhelming power. In such a stark contrast, the prey's instincts would trigger collapse, rendering it utterly incapable of resistance.

Gray stumbled and tried to turn around, but ended up falling sideways in a sorry state. Unfortunately, the giant Deep One seized the opportunity, swung its massive scaly arm, and cruelly toyed with its prey like a cat playing with a mouse, slapping Gray down on its body.

Gray, struck head-on, was flung through the air like a tattered sack before landing on the sand in a parabolic arc, where he remained motionless except for a slight twitch…

In the deep white fog, the giant deep-diving creature let out a hoarse and deep roar, moving its steps toward the lake that had been dormant for many years, crushing its worthless prey along the way.

But as soon as it took a step, the giant deep-sea creature swayed, as if it had lost its balance and tilted its body noticeably off-center.

Then, the giant deep-sea creature clutched its hideous amphibian head, trembling and screaming in agony. Through its gnarled and terrifying hand, one could see a short gun deeply embedded in its left eye, almost completely submerged. Perhaps due to the rapid speed of the shot, not only did the fluid inside the eyeball not leak out, but for a short time, even the victim didn't realize that one of his eyes had been completely blinded!

Hearing the sound, Gray, who had been lying motionless on the ground, abandoned his pretense and slowly rose to his feet, his eyes filled with cold light. At the same time, as planned, he collapsed at old Yorkson's grave, unearthing the rainbow greatsword he had previously buried, thus completing the final step of his plan…

"Monster... remember this when you think you've succeeded in your hunt..."

"To me...you are the prey!"

Chapter 185 Counterattack

Gray wielded the Rainbow Greatsword, swinging the weapon to create a rainbow that stretched across the sky.

This is the final step in the plan, and the one we only enter as a last resort.

Offense!

Only when the space for dodging is compressed to the limit and the gap between the enemy and ourselves widens to an insurmountable level will we be forced into a phase of direct confrontation.

At this point, it means that all the plans and backup plans that Gray and I had laid out before have become useless, and we can only rely on desperately to buy time and reverse the decline.

Gray didn't want to risk his life so soon, but the situation no longer allowed him to hesitate.

He didn't know why Boss Marcus insisted on burying the weapons in front of Old Yorkson's grave when formulating the plan, and why he kept talking to him about the story of Hu Yidao. The boss simply and confidently buried their strongest melee weapon in this place as the final step in the plan.

This segment was originally scheduled to take about fifteen minutes, and with luck, it might even last until the two of them met up.

But his strike that had just pierced the giant Deep One's eye had thoroughly enraged the enormous monster, forcing it into a brutal and frenzied retaliatory frenzy. Even with the obsidian spearhead still lodged in its eye, the giant Deep One possessed extraordinary savage instincts and, relying on its savage fighting style, successfully cornered Gray.

Without a word, Gremer held the Rainbow Greatsword horizontally in front of him and charged out of the encirclement like a sharp sword!

The giant deep-diving creature hadn't expected that the ants in front of it could resist. It was unable to retract its charging and attacking posture, which became the opening that Gray relied on to break through!

The rainbow greatsword, as if tired of being on the defensive, viciously slashed across the massive deep-sea creature's torso, tearing open a huge, gaping wound.

The blue-green blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly soaking the ground!

The enormous monster sensed the threat. The greatsword was no longer the weak and powerless weapon it had been before; it was now a truly deadly instrument capable of harming it. So, it covered its wound with its forelimbs and turned to stomp on Gray, who had just landed.

As soon as Gray landed, it was as if he had eyes in the back of his head. He rolled on the spot and nimbly bypassed the enemy's attack, then stabbed the giant Deep One's foot with his sword!

Even with its hard scales and tough skin, the giant deep-sea creature was immune to such a fierce attack.

After the greatsword pierced through the skin with some difficulty, it easily penetrated the entire body, resolutely piercing through the muscles, severing the ligaments, and heavily hacking through the twisted bones!

The Deep One's body swayed and let out a huge wail. After Gray used all his strength to pull out the Rainbow Greatsword, it instantly lost its balance and collapsed to the ground like a hill!

Gray swung the Rainbow Greatsword with the force of its pull, lightly touched the ground, and swiftly flipped over to charge at the fallen monster, ready to press his advantage! In an offensive battle, the only rule is to inflict as much damage as possible on the opponent while preserving oneself! Sometimes, even risking one's life is not an option!