I will be crowned king

"I have a little question~"

In the storm, Thalia August Rune stood in the middle of the waves and chuckled softly. The delicate little parasol in her hand was completely broken, and the foul-smelling pus soaked her body along her hair. , making a "hissing" corrosion sound on the fair skin:

"Although he is not as good at hiding as the coward Leinster who is obsessed with Mutt, the dignified Rune will not be able to find out his whereabouts so easily."

Otherwise...we would have been killed by our dear friends and relatives.

The girl narrowed her scarlet blood pupils: "How on earth did you, a distorted and distorted freak cub like you who doesn't grasp the 'rules', 'aware' of me?"

Faced with Thalia's question, she was answered by dozens of tentacles piercing out of the sea, opening the mouthparts at the front like some giant mollusk, revealing rows of fangs soaked in overflowing pus.

Looking at the dark shadow coming towards her, Thalia smiled and turned her delicate little parasol.

"puff--"

The tip of the umbrella was lightly tapped on the front of the first tentacle that struck, and the two-meter-diameter "soft-bodied creature" shrank instantly, twisting into a crumpled strip like a rotten orange that had been squeezed out of its juice.

At the same time, three tentacles, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards her at the same time.

The girl put away her small parasol, raised her skirt with her slender jade fingers corroded by pus, and took light dance steps behind her; the delicate navy blue flowers that rotated and jumped passed through the gaps between the tentacles at an incredible angle.

"Boom!!"

The tentacles that collided violently turned into pieces of flesh in an instant. Black blood mixed with pus splashed all over the surrounding sea, but they accurately avoided the dancing girl and became a foil for her elegant dance.

But the crazy group of tentacles did not stop attacking because of this. Instead, they accelerated their speed and pierced the sea surface in pieces, attacking the figure exuding a youthful and immature atmosphere without interruption. The dancing figure tore through the thick rain curtain, Weird and twisted.

"Hmm... It seems that you are not the type to answer questions obediently." The corners of Thalia's mouth slightly raised, her light dance steps gracefully avoided the incoming tentacles, and then she threw the small parasol into the sky:

"It seems that we must use some...stronger methods."

The next second, the dancing girl suddenly stopped, gave up dodging, smiled and opened her arms to the thousands of tentacles attacking her.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking, the petite body was directly knocked away, pulling out a dark red arc in the air and rushing towards the sea.

The four tentacles immediately came to the left and right, biting the girl's limbs and torso at the moment she was about to fall; the rows of fangs tore open the clothing and skin, and embedded themselves deeply into the bones.

The hand that had just knocked the girl away opened her mouth, and the wriggling "tongue" turned into hundreds of tiny tentacles, shooting towards the body that was already soaked in pus and plasma and could not move.

"Puff-puff-puff-puff-puff-..."

In the blink of an eye, the girl was riddled with wounds.

The forehead, eyebrows, eye sockets, nostrils, mouth, throat, heart, lungs, gallbladder, liver, stomach... The tiny tentacles that penetrated the torso opened their mouthparts one after another, tearing at the flesh and blood crazily.

With the terrifying sound of biting, the petite body quickly "disappeared" without a trace; there were only sticky flesh and blood sprayed out from countless tentacles, and broken bones mixed in the plasma.

Everything fell silent, only the majestic storm and the waves still roared.

The entangled tentacles began to separate, and slowly submerged into the deep sea amidst the thunder.

at this time……

"puff!"

A tentacle that was about to be submerged in the sea suddenly opened its mouth, biting its "companion" fiercely and tearing it open from the middle, and plasma mixed with pus spurted out.

And this is just the beginning.

As if receiving some kind of signal, more and more tentacles began to "attack" the surrounding companions, and even bit each other; sticky flesh and blood mixed with raindrops, scattered all over the sky in the heavy rain.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Regardless of whether they were attacked or not, all the tentacles began to twitch violently, and the flesh all over the body squirmed crazily, as if even the blood vessels and cells had "evolved" into uncontrollable tentacles, biting each other under the skin.

Everything seemed to happen in the blink of an eye, and it seemed like a long time had passed...the skin of these tentacles began to shrink, and the delicate "new shoots" tore through the withered and hard scab layer, and then quickly melted like a candle, turning into a sticky substance Liquid, flowing down the torso.

"Luh-n--!!!"

A roar erupted from the depths of the whirlpool, and the loud noise that shook the mind was mixed with a hint of deep fear.

"Let me teach you some simple common sense, followers of Mutt~"

Above the dark whirlpool, a broken parasol opened in the heavy rain and fell, revealing a severed hand clenched on the umbrella handle.

First it was the forearm, then the whole arm, then the shoulder, then the chest... The wriggling granules grew wildly from the wound section, turning into blood vessels, tissues, and bones at an alarming speed...

The brand-new Thalia August Rune raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and the navy blue empire-style dress seeped out from her skin, wrapping her young body that fell in the heavy rain:

"It is indeed a good idea to embody spiritual power in flesh and blood and turn it into a fear with 'substance'; it not only has the laws of reality, but also has a body that cannot be harmed by the world... In addition to having to be trapped in the spiritual world for a long time, almost It is perfect, even a model of the evolution of dark magic creations.”

"...for lower life forms."

"Facing an evolutionist who has truly mastered the 'rules', your boring little tricks are not even an after-dinner entertainment. They are simply like hyenas barking on the roadside."

Staring at the shadow wailing in pain in the abyss, the girl with bleeding eyes chuckled softly, but her voice was extremely cold: "It would be better to say that in front of the dignified Rune family, showing off the power of 'blood magic' is The greatest disrespect!”

"Such an arrogant act, not even those cowards in Leinster could do it."

Smiling, Thalia slowly stretched her right hand toward the sky, and then clenched it tightly.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."

The sound of shattering flesh and blood exploded one after another under the sea surface, melting and fragmenting in the cold and biting waves.

In the blink of an eye, the entire vortex was dyed dark red.

But the girl didn't stop.

Although they did come to negotiate at the beginning, now the two sides are tantamount to declaring war; even if they want to let go of this scum, the Old God World of the Land of Rest cannot easily give in anymore.

Most importantly, my father will be very angry.

"Remember what I said...it will be your eternal pride to be praised by the Luen family before you die!"

The girl let go of her right hand, and the delicate little parasol fell into the abyss at the center of the whirlpool with the strong wind. The moment it was about to touch the sea water, the parasol suddenly began to squirm violently, swelling with tumors all over its body, and a mouth full of fangs.

Amidst thousands of thunders, rush towards the sea of ​​the abyss in the land of whirlpool!

……………………

At this moment, there was chaos on the deck of the Crown.

Facing the sudden appearance of the "Sea of ​​the Abyss" monster, all the crew members fell into irresistible panic; they either screamed loudly in resistance, or simply knelt down to pray, or became completely hysterical and fell into a state of mental out-of-control madness. .

On the deck that was washed over and over again by the rain, hundreds of worm-like monsters were killing and biting the crowd, feasting on all the flesh and blood, while spreading fear around them.

Either bite open the throat and chest, or penetrate through oral wounds, or drill the "tongue" into the body through the ears, nose, and eyes and burst it out, or molt directly in the flesh and hatch.

When the crewman, who had been drained of his plasma and eaten of his internal organs, fell to the ground, the number of cubs, which had increased more than ten times, tore open his body and got out, looking for new prey.

"let me out!"

In the captain's cabin, William Cecil, who was tied up by a group of sailors, struggled desperately on his chair and stared at the sailors surrounding him: "What do you want to do?!"

"Do what we must, Master William."

The expressionless first mate stood in front of him. His wet body was covered with bite marks. Almost no part of his waist was intact except for his neck. His pupils were trembling violently as he spoke:

"I'm very sorry, but considering the current situation outside, we must use coercive means to ensure that you will not leave..."

"Damn it, I'm your captain!" The excited William emphasized loudly:

"I am your captain, the royal navy of Clovis!"

"You are still Brigadier General Tarot's only son!" the first mate growled:

"We swore to the Brigadier General that we would bring you back to Beigang safe and sound!"

Before he finished speaking, a burst of gunfire rang out outside the cabin door, followed by the screams of living people and the sound of tearing flesh.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

William suddenly trembled.

"According to the rules of Lord Youyuan, all the selected 'sacrifice' will eventually die."

Suppressing the fear from his heart, the young naval officer spoke with difficulty: "When Edward died, I was on the deck and saw his eyes with my own eyes - and they looked into each other."

"I... am also one of His chosen 'sacrifice'."

"We know this very well." The first mate suddenly smiled miserably:

"Because of this, all the remaining crew members in this room except me are not included in the 'sacrifice' - if they rush in, we will fight them to the death."

"No matter what, Lord Youyuan will only take away his 'quantified' sacrifice."

William's expression was extremely ugly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was another burst of gunfire, and there were screams one after another.

The first mate, who was covered in wounds, immediately turned around and turned his back to William on the chair. The other sailors also took out their weapons and their expressions became determined.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a vague figure, staggering and staggering towards the cabin door, and could vaguely hear a sound similar to "hiccups".

In an instant, all the sailors, including William, had a picture in their minds: the crew members were all broken and "parasitized" by monsters. Their bodies were driven by the monster babies in their bodies, and the shed skin and pus continued to overflow from their mouths.

The first mate blocking the door hid his hand behind his back, his finger on the trigger of the shotgun.

"Bang!"

The door burst open - and it wasn't the crew that emerged.

"Anson Bach?!"

William screamed and looked at the Storm Division commander who suddenly appeared in amazement - wearing a gray military coat, a candlestick in one hand and a revolver in the other. His whole body was almost soaked in pus and blood.

"Why are you here?"

The first mate couldn't hide the surprise in his voice. He had obviously arranged for Scowen to guard the deck exit. Could it be that he had...

"The situation is a little complicated. I will explain it later when I have the opportunity." Anson, who forced himself to be calm, skipped the topic, adjusted the monocle on his face, and said directly to William:

"Is the helmsman still alive?"

"Already dead." The first mate next to him quickly released the trigger and immediately took over the words. At the same time, he motioned to the sailors behind him to put down their weapons: "But I can do the same job."

"That's OK!"

Anson nodded immediately and said solemnly: "Follow me, I know how to leave this storm."

Um? !

Everyone's expressions were shocked at the same time.

Before he could ask, the stern-looking army colonel was shaken all over, and he suddenly leaned on the cabin door and vomited all over the place.

……………………

wrong.

Its power...is more than that

Looking down at the abyss under her feet that kept wailing in pain, the smiling Thalia's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

This guy has devoured his own flesh and blood, and it should have been completely eroded, leaving only an empty shell... Why can he still have such a strong "existence"?

Strange black shadows began to appear in the abyss emitting green light, and continued to overflow outwards, slowly approaching Lisa floating in the sky.

The cold and biting touch hit the girl's delicate body from the soles of her feet.

I see……

Staring at the huge figure emerging from the abyss, Thalia finally understood.

Because of the so-called "legend", I mistakenly thought that the so-called "hundred heads, thousands of horns, billions of tentacles" was the true body of Lord Youyuan, and thought that the other party was forcibly mutated into this appearance. In fact, it was just the opposite.

Black magic is the power to spy on people's hearts, the technique of playing with emotions, hearts and souls, and the path to transcendence by sublimating the spiritual level; in a sense, it is the complete opposite of blood magic.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, under the influence of this power, can be transformed from pure spirit into "emotions" with substance.

And its power comes from the fear of thousands of people born of the unknown of the turbulent sea.

This... is its "existence".

It was those fears that shaped its body...I was wrong from the beginning.

In an instant, a strong black shadow enveloped the girl's body, and hundreds of tentacles emerged from the whirlpool again, intertwining like a spiral, wrapping the girl tightly in the center, and then...

Dragged into the bottomless sea of ​​abyss.