Blood tax

Chapter 588: Solve the puzzle and the situation is reversed!

"Senior, you don't want the fact that you're a Shoggoth to be exposed, right?"

Under the Silver Moon Tower, the already angry and humiliated Miss Lover gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, ready to beat Griffith up.

At the same time, a figure appeared in the darkness not far away and hurried towards this side.

Shoggoth is an inhuman creature. No matter what name you give it, it is a terrifying and confusing monster that breaks the limits of human cognition and physiology. Before entering the human world, it lurked in the dark ruins under the swamp.

Isn't it natural to kill and abuse such a monster? How absurd it is to expect an inhuman creature like a Shoggoth to have human reason, compassion, tolerance and love...

Does anyone remember how much beef they have eaten?

If Miss Lover's beautiful appearance and lovely personality once caused Griffith to be negligent and misunderstand him, now, after experiencing Salorian's pursuit and thinking more deeply about the story between him and the Shoggoth, Griffith's misjudgment has been eliminated.

Miss Lover is not normal as a Shoggoth. Her girlish thinking is in complete conflict with her horrible, twisted, and chaotic nature. So, what caused her to change and become what she is today?
The answer must be found from her side.

She could only live in Silvermoon Tower. Tyberion's magic might help maintain her existence, but it also bound her. During this time, Miss Lover carefully kept her distance from humans, and the books in the wizard tower were her greatest comfort.

However, she still became more and more like a human. She learned some human knowledge and came into contact with a world she had never known. During this period, something happened, which must have been extremely miserable and crazy, and Salorian had to leave her and travel far away.

"What's that?" Griffith asked.

"Huh?" The angry lady lover didn't react for a moment.

"What did you do to force Thalorian to leave and find a way to be with you?" Griffith asked. "What did you do to allow Tyberion to bind you to this tower?"

"This..." Miss Lover's face turned pale, "I don't want to say it."

Although Griffith had never witnessed that event, he could imagine the posture of the Shoggoth. From its reflection on the wall of the Belomon ruins, Sonya's pain, and another Shoggoth, Pilotis, he had encountered before, he could fully imagine what kind of monster it was.

To humans, the Shoggoth is a horrible, disgusting, twisted, chaotic collection. It looks like a wriggling protoplasmic bubble. It leaves a sticky liquid on the ground it crawls across, and it exudes a disgusting smell. This monster will also attack the ancients who rule the world.

Erza said that Salorian wanted to revive and fuse the Ultimate Shoggoth from the abyss of extreme evil and terror that had been dormant since the age of the Ancients, to become Iletia's fellow tribe and reproduce... When Griffith heard such a crazy idea, he didn't even find it surprising.

Tyberion and Beacon's headmaster, Gryffindel the Seer, these senior demigods must know about the existence of the Shoggoths and monitor it as the deepest mystery of the world. Even the elders of the family with unfathomable backgrounds like Sharon know about it. When Tyberion and Sharon rule magic and reality, Salorian cannot implement his plan.

Griffith said to Miss Lover calmly:

"The big picture of the Salorian conspiracy is this -

"Through the undead, mutant test subjects and rebels, we created one incident after another, seemingly triggering the crisis in Bayerland while unraveling the secrets of Aaron and Fiona. These two pledges are the key to destroying the prestige of the spellcasters and defeating the legion. As long as Tyberion and Sharon are overthrown, Roland and I, who were recruited through the hermit gathering, will severely damage the mysterious world and create opportunities for his plan to seize the world.

"Yes, from the beginning, according to the prophecy of Iruvash, the god of prophecy, Galadilla would find her guardian knight in the adventure in June 1443. Salorian knew this oracle, and the goblins and zombies that suddenly appeared were his minions, coming to observe Galadilla's choice and confirm my identity.

"During this process, Salorian cannot show up. Associate Professor Veronos is his agent, and it is not convenient for him to be exposed. There must be a group of local executors: the stationed mage Rudias and the mage apprentice Isis.

"However, the lowest-level minions in any case are not so easy to control. The wizard Rudias had conflicts with his accomplice Isis, and his own unauthorized experiments on the Uruk-Octos pointed clues to Salorian early on."

Griffith's words were not only addressed to the shocked lover, but also to the visitor in the darkness:
"Now, Lord Salorian, do you still feel that you have a sure win? This long plan requires me to have the authority of the War Knight at all costs and break with the caster. In order to suggest and shape my power, Christa and Elodie's lives have become his.

“Every move I make seems like a calculated chess piece.

"But, great dictator, have you ever thought that, on the other side of the chessboard, there was a player who was equally matched with him from the beginning?" Griffith flashed his eyes and pointed directly at his lover:
"I have seen the whole picture of time and space, and with Sonya's help, I have escaped the pursuit. Now, right here, I will use the authority of the Lawbreaker to cut off the shackles, abduct your sweetheart, and hand her over to the guardian of Canaan. How will you respond?!"

There was a roar in the air, and Associate Professor Veronos rushed out from the shadows and rushed towards Griffith. His whole body had been rotten and mutated, and was transforming into the form of a Shoggoth at an alarming speed.

"I see..." Griffith nodded slightly, "I knew that people who were tightly bound by love would do something crazy."

Veronus had been transformed into a horrific monster, even more terrifying than the 'aberration' Salian Quaxor aboard the Equinox, and almost as twisted as the Hybrid-Primeci of Isius!
This is an experiment, a necessary step towards Thalorian's final form.

This poor man had gone through some terrible torture, and had been transformed into a monster similar to a shoggoth. He screamed and vented his pain with indescribable strange sounds.

However, his body could not withstand such powerful force after all. Every movement and every breath was tearing his flesh and will apart.

Griffith dodged the attack with ease, cut off Veronus' legs with a backhanded sword, and then smashed his head with a fine gold bullet.

"Why did you do this?" Miss Lover covered her face and cried, "This is not what I want."

When Shoggoth understands love, he is no longer a monster. In the time and space where losers eat dust, all existence is meaningless to Salorian. But Salorian will never sit idly by and watch her in this time and space.

"I regret."

Griffith said, before stabbing the foundation of the Silver Moon Tower with his sword.

We can't defeat them head-on, and Erza has been captured. Okay, we can only change our location. Changing the location must be lethal!

……

Becoming a god requires laws.

The law needs a king.

Shoggoths do not belong to this world, and if they are to be accepted by the world, laws need to be created to accept non-human beings.

“Authority is the law.”

Salorian opened his eyes, and a gleam of light and momentum suddenly appeared. In his eyes, space and time seemed to intersect at this point.

Griffith's destruction of the Homermowitz teleportation array caused a lot of trouble to Salorian, and it was unexpected that Erza's Shadow was detained by the Senate because of the battle.

The servants stationed at Homer Watts have already detected Griffith near the Silver Moon Tower. He is already powerful enough to tear apart the authority of the War Knights forbidden by the Shoggoths!
There is no time to waste.

Salorian activated his authority, and dense psychic energy tore through space, opening a dangerous path.

Led by the shadows of Griffith and Rana, a team of copied Beyonders lined up in an orderly manner. Dazzling sparks shone in the air, and the cracks in time and space began to vibrate. Dancing electric snakes surrounded the shadows.

An indescribable substance floated in the air, and the phantom of Homer Watts overlapped with reality like a mirage.

This is a tide of time and space!

"You go to Homerworth and kill Griffith."