The red moon returns

Chapter 211 Miss Valente’s Care
In the mysterious eternity, even death itself will disappear, and it is not the dead who sleep eternally. In the immortal mansion R'lye, the eternally sleeping Lord is waiting for you to dream.

The Lord of R'lyeh, an evil god who has stolen the power of the deep sea, darkness, dreams, and air.

The main body was sealed somewhere in the dreamland for unknown reasons, and fell into an eternal sleep, waking up only at very rare times.

And its dependents and cults have been active on the islands deep in the sea since the Second Age. They established the ancient and immortal mansion R'lye in the unknown depths of the ocean to enshrine their eternal resting place. host.

During the catastrophe at the end of the Second Age, the Immortal Mansion sank to the bottom of the sea along with the island, and has since become another ancient memory hidden in the long river of history. Only the cult and dependents who worshiped him were left, still wandering in the depths of the ocean for thousands of years, looking for the mansion in their dreams.

The cult is people, or cultists to be precise, but the dependents are not. Like most aliens, these monsters called deep divers are the original creatures that were distorted and transformed by the information disturbance of the Lord of R'lyeh.

They are very similar to humans before they reach adulthood. The only difference is that their appearance is more delicate and beautiful than ordinary humans. Once they awaken their ancient bloodline as adults, they will quickly become extremely ugly, with gills on their necks, amphibious on land and water, and fish heads and human bodies. His movements are swift and his strength is immense.

They originated from a small fishing village called Innsmouth. They always kill intruders who do not know where they are and sacrifice them to the sleeping master.

No one knows where Innsmouth is, and it is even difficult to determine whether this fishing village only exists in concept. Nowadays, those deep divers and fishmen who are occasionally seen often swim in the deep sea in the form of tribes and rarely go deep inside. land.

"Mr. Lynch."

Even at night, the port is still so busy, with noisy voices, the sound of metal collisions, workers' shouts, women's singing and laughter, lively music, and various sounds, all gathered into a song unique to the dock. movement.

"This is a disaster-level rare item. It can only be used once a day. My father gave it to me as a last resort to save my life. You... must be careful."

Miss Valente's deep blue eyes shone under the beating kerosene lamp, and her eyes were full of worry, but she just helped Lynch check the bullets in the gun, reinserted the pistol into the holster, and whispered:
"I don't have your ability, and I can't accompany you to lurk around the deep divers to explore, but I won't leave either. I will always stay here to support you and be your last safety measure."

Outside the window is the rushing Rand River. The clear river water reflects the crimson moon in the sky. Beyond is the vast sea. The brightly lit Shiratori Port is at the end of the field of vision.

Um? This girl is crazy.

"You are right, now is indeed the best opportunity to peek at these mysterious aliens in exchange for trading chips. I know this is dangerous, but I also know that any gain cannot come out of thin air, and there must be a price to pay for it. So I won't It will prevent you from adventuring, but please be careful, Mr. Lynch, and remember that your friends are looking forward to your safe return."

Lynch felt moved in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Miss Valente suddenly leaning over and wrapping her hands around his neck.

Lynch's body froze, but he immediately discovered that Miss Valente had just hung a necklace around his neck. Then he felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows, and then he had a splitting headache.

[Nolan's phase fortress, the absolute defensive barrier of the great mystic mage Nolan, will make him independent from the space within three seconds. Nolan survived countless crises with this, until he was mistakenly sent to the place of blindness and ignorance by Bayaki. 】

Miss Valente's soft, soothing voice interrupted Lynch's thoughts, and he recovered from Manager West's introduction. At this time, the two of them had temporarily left the luxurious theater and were on the carriage of the Valente family.

Compared with the bright lights at the port and on the street, the coastline is shrouded in deep night. Only the crimson moonlight quietly shines on the coast, casting a haze on the dark beach. In the haze, there seem to be strange figures. Shaking.

Miss Valente bit her lip gently and stuffed a bunch of things into Lynch's hand one by one:
"Resurrection Herb, I see you bought a pipe and packed a few grams specifically for you. The Torch of Light is just right for use at night. The Oil of Fire was used in Zul'Glasar and caused the explosion. I made it myself. There are also these bullets, the enchanted bullets specially prepared for your pistol, six bullets of flame, six bullets of strong acid, and..."

"Okay, okay." Lynch stopped Miss Valente's behavior with a dumbfounded look. He probably could have emptied her storage of rare items if she allowed the girl to continue, so he could only quickly jump out of the carriage. , "Don't worry, I also have my own means to save my life, you know that."

"Well, I know, I just hope you always remember that there are people here waiting for your triumphant return." Miss Valente smiled lightly, and put the concentric conch similar to a walkie-talkie into Lynch's hand, and then waved the conch in her hand. Max's parchment, "Notify me anytime you need it. What's stored here is the large-scale gravity technique in the power of the earth. I can support you at any time." Lynch swung his top hat on his back, draped in moonlight. , stepping on the bluestone slabs of the main road, walking all the way to the beach not far away on one side, one step, two steps, in the interplay of light and shadow, the figure has disappeared into the vast night.

The feet soon touched the soft sand, the salty sea breeze blew from the depths of the sea, and the sound of the crashing waves was monotonous and soothing, like a melodious serenade.

It's a bit troublesome. There are a series of shallow footprints left on the beach, which can easily destroy your lurking effect. Fortunately, the night light is dim and the footprints are not obvious.

When they were investigating just now, the two of them noticed that there were indeed a few figures sneaking around on the coast, but they couldn't find them in a blink of an eye, so Lin Qi came over quietly and fully armed.

However, there was no one on the beach at this time. There was only the sound of waves crashing on the beach. In the silent darkness, there seemed to be countless weirdness and horror hidden in shadows. Lin Qi was sharpening his claws and fangs in a place where Lynch could not see.

Sniffling, there was only the fishy smell all around, and there was no strong fishy smell unique to deep divers. This made Lynch frown. Did we get it wrong before?

Um? wrong.

Lin Qi thought. Since he could leave footprints on the beach, those figures just now should also be able to leave footprints on the beach.

Thinking of this, Lynch immediately leaned down, listening to the movement around him and checking the beach at his feet.

The beach is not flat, and there are indeed many footprints left, which have not been wiped away by the tide. These footprints were left by at least five or six people, making the beach a mess.

Lynch thought for a moment, took off his gloves and touched the footprints with his fingers.

The sand is wet, which means that the tide has just washed here. The footprints should have been left just now, maybe they are the figures I saw just now, but...

The mysterious intuition was activated, but the result was disappointing, with almost no trace of mysterious filth remaining.

Are these just a bunch of boring fishermen? The fisherman in question doesn’t fish on the beach.

No matter who it is, catch up first and take a look.

Gritting his teeth, Lynch maintained his lurking state and followed the footprints.

It's very messy, not only crooked, but also turning its head backwards from time to time, and sometimes circling in place for a while, as if it's searching for something.

The more Lin Qi chased, the more strange he felt. He wondered if he had made a mistake in judgment and found someone irrelevant. Just when he was getting more and more unsure, a crunching sound of stepping on the sand suddenly sounded from the darkness.

someone!

Lin Qi's heart tightened and his hair stood on end. He stopped all movements for an instant, turned on his ability to hide his voice, and quietly moved toward the location of the sound.

where are you?
who are you?

(End of this chapter)