How to become a mermaid

Chapter 480 The Bizarre Adventure of Shaman Lair

If you want to ask Carlos what it feels like to enter the Red Moon, he will definitely answer: I don't feel anything.

He didn't know where he was now, or how much time had passed, or even if he was still alive.

He just felt that he was free!
Both the body and the soul have become irrelevant things, and even this strand of consciousness seems to have no need to exist, and everything returns to nothingness and eternity.

"Carlos! Carlos!" There seemed to be a voice coming from a distant place.

Is someone calling him?
whatever!It doesn't matter anymore!

Anyway, I'm now...

"Carlos!!"

Carlos' free soul was awakened by a heavy punch.

Feeling the severe pain in his head, his consciousness returned to his body in an instant, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Pochi standing in front of him, his hands still in the motion of punching.

"Are you awake? Can you hear me?" Pochi asked with concern as if he noticed that Carlos was looking at him.

Although his tone was concerned, he never let go of his clenched fists, as if Carlos said "no" and punched him a few more times.

"I heard..." Carlos pressed Porch's fist without any trace, indicating that he no longer needed to fight.

After saying this, he suddenly realized that he could hear voices now!

As we all know, there is no sound transmission on the Red Moon, they can communicate normally now, could it be...?
Carlos' eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look around.

As the saying goes, hope is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

This is not the Auer star he expected, but the interior of Red Moon.

—a tentacled world of countless squishy, ​​wet tentacles.

Carlos is not quite sure how many tentacles there are. If you have to say a number, it is probably hundreds of millions!
There are too many of them, there are too many of them, above the head, under the feet, in front of the body, and behind the back, there are countless densely packed, and they are still wriggling vigorously.

Even if Carlos didn't have trypophobia, seeing this scene, he couldn't help feeling dizzy and nauseated.

"Pochi... what should we do now?" Carlos pushed aside the tentacles that were trying to wrap around him, and looked in Pochi's direction, subconsciously seeking his advice.

Boqi returned Carlos' eyes as if he was a fool, and said as a matter of course: "Of course I found a way to get out!"

"Our luck seems to be pretty good. The tentacles here don't seem to be the same group as the tentacles that pulled us in before. They don't have that much hostility towards us. We have to find a way to escape before they attack us!"

Hearing what Pochi said, Carlos also noticed the difference.

These tentacles around are dark red, although they have been ready to move, but have not actively attacked them.

And those tentacles that pulled him in before were dark green, they almost hit anyone they saw, far more tyrannical than these tentacles.

After realizing this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly said to Boqi: "Since they don't attack us, I'll open the space tunnel and take you away now!"

As he spoke, Carlos stretched out his hand and made an action to open the space tunnel.

However, something unexpected happened to him. He couldn't perceive the space coordinates he left outside the red moon, and he couldn't even perceive the space here, as if the space they are in now is nothingness, there is no space at all. same as existence.

After realizing this, the smile on Carlos' face disappeared instantly, and he said to Pochi with a broken face, "It's over, my space tunnel can't be opened!"

Hearing what he said, Boqi didn't show any surprise on his face, but said clearly: "Since you also said that, then there is indeed a problem with the space here!"

"I also tried to use teleportation before, but I moved myself to a place that was completely inconsistent with the target."

"There was sticky black mist everywhere, I was so scared that I ran away, and teleported several times in a row before returning here!"

Carlos probably understood Pochi's meaning, and said, "That is to say...it's best not to use the ability related to space in it, and can only go out by itself?"

"That's right, that's the only way to do it!" Pochi nodded with a positive expression on his face.

"..." Carlos was silent.

With a somewhat frantic expression on his face, he pointed to the direction above his head and said to Pochi: "If I remember correctly, the seal in the lower left corner has been repaired before you fell in!"

"Now that crack has already closed, how can we get out!"

"Ah~" Faced with the current bad situation, Carlos covered his head in pain, and complained to Pochi: "Wouldn't you write that divine text later? Now that the seal has been completed, we have no Go out, you will be trapped here with Hongyue to death!"

"If I knew I couldn't use the space ability here, I wouldn't jump down if I was killed!"

"Actually, it's not impossible at all!" Just when Carlos was extremely depressed, Pochi suddenly spoke.

He made a downward pointing motion and said to Carlos: "Before landing on the moon, No. [-] told me that the sealing array on Aur star should actually consist of six sealing points, but since there were only five God, so the seal point at the bottom has not been activated."

"The abandoned sealing point is the weakest part of the entire sealing array!"

"As long as we successfully find that place, we may be able to escape!"

"Isn't that going to destroy the sealing array? Wouldn't that make things in the red moon escape?" Carlos asked in confusion.

Pochi shook his head and explained: "There is no need to break the seal, just create a very small gap to temporarily connect the space here with the outside world!"

"The first time I went to check the situation at the seal point in the lower left corner, I was almost swept into the crack by those tentacles, but fortunately, I was able to use the teleportation ability normally and escaped from them."

"So I boldly guess that as long as there are seams, the space here will communicate with the outside world."

"We just need to create an extremely small gap, and then seize the opportunity to use the space ability to run out!"

"In the case of a small gap, the sealing array will not be destroyed, and it will be restored soon!"

These words of Pochi finally rekindled a bit of fighting spirit in Carlos.

He looked at Boqi seriously, and asked, "Mr. Boqi, can you find that abandoned seal point?"

"I think I can!" Pochi nodded with a serious face.

"Okay, let's go now!" In the end, Carlos chose to trust Pochi again.

What if you don't believe it?Anyway, this is the only choice now!
.........

Shamanleir is in a difficult state at this time.

After rushing into the crack, his body has been sinking.

Obviously the consciousness is clear, but the body is not controlled by oneself, it keeps sinking, sinking, as if it will never end.

Countless colorful phantoms flashed before his eyes.

Vaguely, he saw an indescribable vast cloud and mist, which was filled with countless phantom eyes, flickering and flickering, which made Shamenleer have the illusion that he was being watched.

In the blink of an eye, the cloud and mist suddenly disappeared, and he saw a bloated giant staggering forward in the sea dripping with mucus.

In addition to this bloated giant, there seemed to be another figure on the horizon in the distance.

Its shape cannot be seen clearly, it looks like a strange skinny human in a yellow robe, and it also looks like a wrinkled giant mollusk with sharp claws and tentacles.

This strange figure flashed in front of Shamanleir's eyes, and soon, a beating darkness filled his vision.

There were bursts of monotonous and low-pitched music coming from the darkness.

Is it Piccolo?Or some kind of trumpet?
Shamanlell tried to distinguish the voice, but a thunderous shout suddenly sounded in his ear.

"wake up!!"

At the moment the sound sounded, all the pictures and sounds were far away from Shamanleir.

His eyes went dark, and his mind went blank for a while.

When he regained consciousness again, he found that he had regained control of his body, and even smelled the stench coming from the air.

It's not an illusion, it's a real smell.

Not only that, Samantel also felt wet all over, as if soaked in some mucus liquid.

He shook his head and looked around in a daze, only to find that there was water all around him.

The water was slightly turbid and translucent in color. Looking down, you could still see dark red things in it that looked like the eggs of some living thing.

Seeing these things, Samantel was even more confused.

Isn't this inside the Red Moon?How come there are eggs?

"Wow!" He bent down to fish in the water, and found that he really fished out a soft red meat ball.

"Plop...plop..." The meat ball was beating in Shamanleir's hand.

Through its thin outer skin, one can vaguely see a dark shadow wriggling inside.

The moment he saw this thing, Shamanlael subconsciously felt a hint of disgust.

After a little hesitation, he violently tore off the outer skin of the meat ball.

A mass of dark green tentacles wrapped in a thin red mist appeared in front of him.

"Chick... Chick..." Shamanlael suddenly broke the shell ahead of time, and this tentacle seemed to be a little dazed, and it twisted a few times in his hand indiscriminately.

"Crack!" There was a crisp crackling sound.

Shamanlael clenched his fist hard, crushing this tentacle into pieces.

With an angry expression on his face, he plunged into the water and destroyed all the red eggs he saw.

Damn it!Cthulhu is stealing his body!These eggs are what he created after cannibalizing his body!

When they hatched, the part of his body that was stolen would be under his control!
"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!" Shamanlael let out a burst of roars, and the movements of his hands didn't slow down at all, quickly destroying the red eggs in the water.

But after a while, the pool turned into a pool of blood, filled with countless tentacle residues floating in it.

After wriggling and struggling for a while, these tentacle residues lost their vitality and turned into a pool of sticky black water.

Countless red mist floated up from it, and quickly drifted into the distance as if they had escaped from some shackles.

Seeing this scene, Samantel showed a joyful expression on his face.

However, before he could be happy for a long time, he heard a low voice in his ear: "It's useless, these things will grow back soon."

"Instead of spending time wrestling with them, it is better to find the source of all this and solve the trouble completely."

"If it drags on for a long time, your father will be in trouble!"

Hearing Yog talk about Poch, Shamanlael's hands paused, and he asked eagerly in his heart: "Pokie is still alive after all? Where is he now?"

Yog did not hide this time, and replied bluntly: "He is walking in the direction where he is."

As soon as this answer came out, Shamanlaer's expression changed instantly.

"No! This is too dangerous, I have to find him quickly!"

I don't know the reason, Shamanleir can now perceive the location of Cthulhu and his own body.

He vaguely knew that Cthulhu should be "below" him, so he plunged into the pool, trying to find the exit to go down.

In the end, he did find it.

In the center of this "pool", there is a huge wrinkled mass of sarcoma.

It has a carrion-like sauce red color, and it is surrounded by irregular wart-like protrusions. The middle is slightly sunken, and the wrinkled appearance looks very similar to the excretory tissue of some animals.

And it's still that unhealthy, "cauliflower" excretory tissue.

This shape really made Shamanleer a little nervous.

But it seems that there is only one exit here. In order to save time, he has no choice but to go down here for a while.

Putting his hand on the sarcoma and pulling it out, Shamanleer instantly felt an indescribable touch from his hand.

It was sticky and wet, and had a strong rancid smell, as if it was a dead mouse that had rotted into minced meat and was covered in maggots.

He still wants to drill into this kind of ghost thing.

Needless to say, this was definitely the worst experience in his life with Yusheng!

Suppressing the discomfort and stretching the mass of sarcoma to the maximum, Shamanleir lowered his head and quickly drilled down, for fear that he would be caught by this ghost thing one step too late.

Fortunately, he was not caught, and he slid smoothly to the next floor under the wrap of the water flow.

"duang!"

With a strange sound, Samantel landed on a soft object, and even bounced up a few times.

In the next second, countless soft, wet and slippery tentacles, about the thickness of an arm, wrapped around his body in an instant, restraining him and wriggling slowly.

Seeing the surrounding situation, Shamanleir's eyes widened instantly.

His body... was actually densely packed with tentacles!

　I've been having a bit of Calvin lately...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)