12dz Chapter 329 Famous Tourist Spots in the Kreece Universe
Chapter 329 Famous Tourist Spots in the Kreece Universe
Chapter 329 Famous Tourist Spots in the Kreece Universe
The malice churned, the thick chaos was enough to overwhelm hundreds or thousands of weak wills. No sentient being would have any goodwill toward this place. This chaos would not give birth to any ordered or sentient consciousness. Generally speaking, this is indeed the case.
But at this moment, an intellectual consciousness, out of place with its surroundings, awakens from the hazy chaos, shatters the surrounding malice, absorbs it as the shell of its own consciousness, and thereby controls the chaos that coexists with it.
Before long, it seemed that it had absorbed almost everything, and the intellectual consciousness stopped its actions. At the same time, a voice rang out from within its mind.
"Ritual complete... Entering the awakening phase... Rahn, blade of Epsilon, now open your eyes."
The words "Rahn" and "Epsilon" acted like keywords, instantly anchoring his intellectual consciousness, and the chaos before his eyes gradually dissipated.
The soft light from the laboratory filled his eyes, and Rahn struggled to open them, blurting out, "I am Rahn, the Blade of Epsilon."
"Yes, you are Epsilon's blade, and my disciple."
Yuri smiled and nodded.
Behind him, outside the laboratory, the modified Blades stood in a square formation, awaiting their commander.
Rahn only thought for a moment before he knew what they were waiting for. He immediately jumped out of the modification pod, crawled into the specially made military uniform, and followed his mentor to the front of his legion.
"From this day forward, you are the blade of Epsilon, and the First Legion."
Yuri scrutinized the blades before him. Most of them wore specially made military uniforms that covered their entire bodies, helmets, and gas masks with tubes connecting the mouths of the masks to canisters behind them.
This legion of over a hundred men is Epsilon's strongest weapon against corruption, and only they can resist the corruption of evil and slay them with their swords.
But the price was heavy; these soldiers sacrificed their humanity to gain this power.
Beneath their uniforms and behind their masks lies a body that is no longer human, but an amorphous substance with the colors of stars.
If not for the constraints of their specially made military uniforms, they wouldn't even be able to maintain their human form, instead disintegrating into a mass of writhing mud with countless tentacles.
This applies to ordinary blades, and it also applies to Legion Commander Rahn.
Yuri watched his body dissolve, witnessing the ultimate crystallization transformation of this Epsilon genome project.
He knew that words were inadequate; only by taking action and promoting the realization of Epsilon's shared ideals could he offer them the best comfort.
"Rahn, from now on, you will command the First Legion."
Yuri stared at the red eyes behind Rahn's mask. Rahn did not respond immediately, but instead knelt down on one knee with his head slightly lowered.
"Your will."
Without a word, the minds of the many blades of the First Legion were closely connected with his. They imitated his movements, kneeling down on one knee in unison, the sound of metal scraping and colliding echoing in the room.
"The First Legion will tear apart all who stand in its way; Epsilon's ideals will surely be realized!"
As the designer of the blades, Mordy generously gifted them some presents from the very beginning of their creation.
The specially made military uniforms they wore and the special gas they breathed were all researched and developed by him personally.
The former can maintain their human form and prevent the unconscious spread of cognitive pollution, thus preserving their human dignity.
The latter can make their thinking clearer and their moral anchor firmer, so that they will not one day fall into true evil.
And this was only a material gift. On an unseen and intangible level, he had bestowed a blessing upon these first batch of blades in the name of the Lord of the Blood Sea.
He greatly admired these soldiers who were determined and shared common ideals, and wished he could throw them into a sea of blood and reform them.
Unfortunately, they are warriors of Epsilon, and only warriors of Epsilon. He will bless them, but he will not take them by force.
"Yuri, have you decided to let them venture deeper into the mountains?"
"Modi asked."
He knew what Yuri had been busy with lately: training and integrating the First Legion, getting them used to his power.
Meanwhile, the bald man who never grew hair, even after becoming the Demon King, continued to send people to survey the area around the mountains and establish outposts.
Yuri nodded, his large, bald head reflecting the light.
"The sooner we suppress what lies deep within the mountains, the better it will be for Epsilon."
He didn't want to be both defending against the madness deep in the mountains and being betrayed by humans.
At his direction, intelligence gathering continued without pause.
Satellites in the sky continuously send information about the mountains to headquarters, which then integrates it into the newly built oracle array, where the oracle machine processes it.
One application of prophetic arrays is to derive more information from a limited amount of data.
In addition, Epsilon researchers also plan to use it for scientific research.
They would propose a research direction and hand it over to the Oracle Array for processing, speculating whether this direction was worth pursuing.
Occasionally, when they encounter a bottleneck, they will use the oracle array to predict a new direction.
Epsilon's technology has thus advanced by leaps and bounds. The anti-demon weapons that they have been focusing on recently have already been prototyped and are just waiting to be mass-produced and distributed to various units after the cost is reduced.
Logically, Yuri should have waited for the weapons to be delivered before launching the expedition against the mountain demons.
But he couldn't wait any longer. The Demon King had glimpsed the future, and if he didn't act now, he would miss a certain opportunity.
Therefore, as soon as the Second Army Corps was formed, he resolutely decided to organize the First Army Corps to launch an expedition.
Before setting off, Yuri specifically summoned his prized disciple and instructed her: "If I and the First Legion fall, you, Libra, and the newly remodeled Second Legion will be the future of Epsilon."
Libra was not present; she was still at the Epsilon lunar base.
Upon hearing the name, the white-haired, purple-eyed woman was slightly moved. "I know, mentor."
"Then, during my absence, Epsilon is in your hands, Heretic."
Epsilon has more than one heretic, but only the First Heretic truly wins Yuri's heart; they are more like teacher and student than subordinates.
The Ilicara Sky Fortress ascends into the air, carrying Epsilon's blade as it approaches the mountains.
At the same moment, a group of underground transport vehicles carrying some kind of weapon quietly approached the same target location.
At the outpost, Epsilon's army had already assembled. Although they wouldn't venture too far into the mountains to avoid the pervasive pollution, they were still able to provide assistance to the frontline soldiers in their own way.
For example, they blocked all the passes to prevent monsters like Shoggoth from escaping.
For example, providing cognitive anchors for the blades to prevent their minds from being overwhelmed by evil and thus falling into new evil.
"Besides the demons, the mountains are also home to a large number of Shoggoths, and may even harbor the ancient masters who were once the owners of that ancient city."
Above Ilikara, Mordi swiped his finger across the data panel's screen, bringing up an image of distant mountains. He casually traced green lines on it, slowly outlining a strange silhouette.
"Is this... a slug?"
Yuri raised an eyebrow and guessed.
"No, it's actually a Shoggoth."
Looking at the outline of the mountain range, Modi said seriously, "This mountain range is alive. Beneath the permafrost, a huge Shoggoth lies dormant. I have marked its outline for you."
The outline he was referring to was the line that almost encircled the mountain range. Yuri glanced at it and fell into a long silence.
Such a large Shoggoth, although they are good at fighting, will definitely cause a lot of noise.
"After this battle, Epsilon will likely be exposed to the eyes of various countries."
Although he had been prepared, he was still quite surprised that this day came so quickly.
"Shoggoth is just the appetizer; the real challenge lies in the demons within the mountain... or perhaps, the most powerful of the demons."
I don't know what that Shoggoth was thinking, that it could even bring itself to bite such a filthy thing as a demon.
Could it be that during its dormant period, an evil spirit invaded its body?
"Mormontes, what's this 'Old Ones' you're talking about?" Yuri noticed another word in his words. "If they were the former masters of the ancient ruins, wouldn't that mean they existed before the birth of humankind?"
"Most likely."
Modi then gave him a brief explanation of the origins of the ancients.
"The Ancient Ones were the creators of Shoggoth and the true masters of the ancient city. They were highly accomplished in the field of biology, and their masterpiece was Shoggoth... although their creations later betrayed them."
"They are barrel-shaped, with characteristics of both animals and plants. They came to this planet in an extremely ancient time and created many creatures... I have studied your genes, and hidden within them is a code that is very similar to that of the Shoggoths."
Modi glanced at Yuri but didn't continue, though Yuri understood what he meant and frowned.
"You mean, the origins of humankind might be closely related to the Shoggoths, or the Ancients?"
"At least in this world, that's certainly possible," he replied.
To be honest, he wouldn't necessarily be surprised if a La Leah Seafood City suddenly appeared at 47°9'S, 126°43'W in the Pacific Ocean.
"Then let me ask you, Yuri, have you ever heard of Innsmouth?"
Upon hearing Modi's question, Yuri snapped out of his reverie, pondered for a moment, and then retrieved a relevant memory from his mind.
"You mean Innsmouth, Massachusetts? I have indeed heard some rumors that a secret cult once lived in that town, but it was destroyed by the Federation long ago."
The Federation even sent warships to launch mines at Devil's Reef near Innsmouth in an attempt to sever the esoteric faith.
"So many years have passed, and there hasn't been any special news from there. It should have been resolved long ago," Yuri said uncertainly.
That being said, a certain sense from the demon gave him an almost intuitive warning at that moment, telling him that this was a fallacy.
Therefore, his expression was somewhat unpredictable.
"Maybe I should take some time to go there and have a look," he muttered.
But Modi was focused on something else at the moment.
"If Innsmouth really exists, what about R'lyeh? Could other famous landmarks also exist in this world?"
If famous attractions like the Severn Valley, the Cold Plains, and the Dreamland were also there, it would be so much better.
This could very well mean that the entire universe is just a dream of some being.
"Strange, what was that being called again... Oh well, since I've sealed that memory away, it's best not to think about it too much."
Modi knew that the names of some high-ranking people were also taboo, topics that could not be touched.
Since he voluntarily sealed that memory, it means that the memory is dangerous and even he cannot touch it.
"But I still need to find time to go and check out that seafood city in the Pacific Ocean, to see if there really are any green-skinned fat otaku there."
He did not actively forget the name Cthulhu, nor did he sense any danger from it.
"Mormontes, we've arrived."
Yuri's voice roused him from his deep thoughts. He looked up at the observation screen and was startled to see a strangely shaped, undulating mountain range.
Like a lurking beast, it lies dormant on the ancient frozen land, its thorns pointing to the sky. Under the long cover of ice and snow, it eventually transforms into towering snow-capped peaks.
As the distance closed, Yuri finally understood what the Living Mountains that Modi had described were all about.
"I could feel its wriggling and the occasional activity of its mind. It's unbelievable that there is such a large life in the world."
Yuri exclaimed, "Even the recently arrived 'G' is far smaller than it."
"Strength is generally related to body size, but that doesn't mean that the smaller person is weaker."
Modi looked disdainful. Even if this Shoggoth was the size of a mountain, and even if it didn't belong to the dragon beast category, his WarGero Mode could take it down in one move.
Leveling the mountains was not a difficult task for him.
"Epsilon warriors, prepare for airdrop!"
"With the will of our mentor Yuri, we will crush this cursed land!"
"Rahn roared, ordering Yuri's will to be carried out."
While the Ilicara Sky Fortress is indeed massive, it is already in grave danger simply from dealing with the anomalous fields within the mountains.
It cannot land on the open ground of the ancient ruins, so the warriors have to be airdropped in advance.
"Fear Claws?" Mordy looked at the drop pod with interest. "Was this created by those Reincarnators?"
"What's that?" Yuri turned around in confusion. "It's a claw-shaped drop pod, developed by our researchers using the Oracle Array."
Modi rubbed his chin. He had indeed stuffed a lot of strange things into the array, including many ideas that he hadn't yet studied.
The researchers at Epsilon were lucky and capable to have figured them out.
After all, even Modi himself didn't know how many of these ideas were just wild fantasies and how many were actually feasible.
Yuri went ahead and parachuted in with his soldiers.
The Ilikara air fortress rose in altitude, moving away from the anomalous field above the mountains, ready to provide support at any time.