Above Destiny

Chapter 410 The Hand of Isis

It's hard to describe that expression.

The dark skin turned pale and faded like a dead person, but the bloodshot eyes stared at him intently, and the corners of the mouth slowly cracked.

Laugh silently.

That smile was too exaggerated, and too terrifying—the cracked corners of the mouth extended endlessly to both sides, and then, blood rolled out from the middle of the lips and suddenly expanded!

The strange appearance of flesh and bones is like a blooming flower.

The four mouthparts squirmed and suddenly pounced out!
Bang.

Tu Sihai screamed subconsciously and staggered back a step, but was tripped by a wine bottle and fell to the ground, using his hands and feet to stagger backwards.

I instinctively wanted to go back to the bedside, but I couldn't find my gun.

Bang! !

The porthole was shaking violently, blood was everywhere, and cracks were opening.

Bang! ! !
The distorted figure once again exerted all its strength and crashed into the window, and in an instant, it shattered into a pool of blood and flesh.

It's like mud.

Dead...dead?
Tu Sihai was gasping heavily, dazed, holding the gun that had fallen to the ground tightly, in disbelief.

But soon, they saw a pool of blood winding behind the broken glass, and pieces of flesh wriggling like living things, passing through the cracks and squeezing into the cabin.

In the aggregated flesh and blood, strange faces overlapped one another, wriggling as if wailing, and thousands of eyes opened, staring at him intently.

Tentacles covered with sharp bone stumps suddenly formed, coiling around him like an octopus, entangled in his body, and began to shrink rapidly...

There were screams, gunshots, and flames.

But everything was locked in the cabin.

“Help…Help…Help…”

Tu Sihai struggled hard and fired his gun randomly. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he managed to break free from the entanglement temporarily. It was like a miracle. He rushed to the door, but couldn't open it.

I could only knock on the window hard, trying to attract other people's attention.

He struggled in vain amid the tentacles and strange faces, until hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from the deck; someone was coming!

But before he even had time to feel thankful and happy, he saw...

Behind the window covered in blood and cracks, more pale faces appeared, filled with the same ecstasy and hunger, and they approached step by step impatiently.

He pressed his lips against the window, staring at the desperate and distorted face.

Silent grin.

"Hey, I found it..."

"I found you, I found you... I found you..."

Under the dim and pale moonlight, the human shadow gradually expanded, and with a creepy cracking sound, the strange shape extended out and completely swallowed up the last of the light.

The screams were drowned out in the darkness.

Gradually cut off.

"Sir, you are really..."

Isis commented coldly, "How boring."

"How can it be boring? It's so interesting!"

Ji Jue sat in front of the screen, watching the drama he directed, his eyebrows dancing with joy: "Add some special effects here, yes, yes, right here, and make his men look like him again, a little distorted, a little weird, yes, and add some lines, let me think about it, let me think about it!

'Honey, one night of love means a hundred days of love?' No, no, 'It's so dark down there, I'm so scared'? Um, 'Why don't you save me?'...

Isis, which one do you prefer?

"..."

Isis was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "If you want to torture your kind, I think you only need to project your face and words on the underground assembly line, and that will be enough."

"Yes, it is true, but there is something wrong."

Ji Jue looked down at the face in the picture that was twisted and broken, and fell into fear and couldn't extricate himself. He sighed regretfully: "'Same kind'? That may not be the case."

"It seems that you have finally awakened to your own evil nature and dark side?"

"Ah, you don't need to remind me of this. I still have self-awareness." Ji Jue shook his head indifferently and suddenly laughed: "But, it may not be so, right?"

“Sometimes, there are things that are hard to be called human.”

He coldly admired the hellish torture in the picture, without any mercy or hesitation: “There are always such things in this world.

They can clearly feel pain and joy, and it clearly depends on the person. They clearly know the weight of suffering and torture, but they can downplay it, use some false excuses and cover-ups, and unscrupulously push others into hell for such insignificant benefits and absurd fun.

Some people enjoy it, some refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, and some even do not feel ashamed and are proud of it—" Ji Jue paused and suddenly asked:

"But this isn't right, is it?"

Isis was silent.

“It shouldn’t be like this.”

Ji Jue tapped the railing of the Prosperity with his fingers. He looked up at the sea fog in the distance and at the silent fishing boat in the distance. He was full of doubts:

"Since we are of the same kind, how can we not cherish each other?"

Isis remained silent.

Only Ji Jue's chuckle was heard.

"Then there is only one answer..."

“—That’s not a human.”

"They are parasites that hide their ugly faces in human skin, monsters that disguise themselves as humans to conceal their animal nature, and they are deformed species hiding among us.

Even though we speak the same words, have the same face, experience the same world, and have the same soul and life, we just happen to look like humans."

“When dealing with monsters like this, we should eradicate them without mercy, using any means necessary.

No matter how cruelly they are ravaged and tortured, it is just the same tricks they use on others, which are only used on themselves. Only when they experience what they have done can they understand that this is the fate of ugly people like them, and they deserve it. They deserve it! "

Only dead garbage is good garbage.

Only the scum who is burned to ashes is the good scum.

Apart from this, all other handling methods are wrong!
The world is too big and there is too much garbage for Ji Jue to take care of. However, Xinquan is the garden he has carefully cultivated and it is the foundation he has completed with great difficulty... He does not need such insects in his garden.

It is also best not to have any in neighboring nurseries outside the garden!

"So, add some more seasoning."

Ji Jue took out a tightly sealed jar of solid alchemy from the storage room of Doomsday Train, shook it, and a faint wailing emerged from the sticky blood.

Those were all the waste stripped from the life squeezed out of the fish scales. In addition, there were also radioactive dust and crystals of mad slaughter, and even the essence of the abyss.

Three great sins are serving you all, how can this blessing be small?
From the sea breeze, Ji Jue opened the lid.

Suddenly, strands of rotten deep purple, hungry scarlet, and pure black rose up as if held by invisible hands, crossing a distance of dozens or hundreds of miles, floating in the air, and falling into a nest disguised as a fishing boat in the distance.

To be honest, Ji Jue overestimated the quality of these pirates.

At the very least, there shouldn't be any ether and embers in here, otherwise, even the little tricks that Ji Jue did would not be discovered.

It is true that Tu Sihai lost the box, but the key point is, who said that there was only a problem in the box?

Who gave them such abundant self-confidence, and allowed them to take the initiative to walk into the area outside Ji Jue's workshop with such almost non-existent self-confidence and ability?
The materials they touched, the cars they drove, the cups of tea they drank, and even the air they breathed... everything was under Ji Jue's control.

Not only is the connection bound by the resonance between the etheric records, but also the trace vaporized mercury contained in the air we breathe and even the imaging fluid contained in the tea we drink.

If they really wanted to put some ingredients in, there were too many ways to do it, and they didn't even trigger the warning of the alchemical works on them. They were not at the level of alchemical creations that could self-discipline and defend themselves.

After leaving the workshop, he went around in circles so many times, just like a clown. From beginning to end, he was under Isis's surveillance.

Who made Ji Jue have the hobby of placing cameras in the wilderness when he has nothing to do?
Cameras have become increasingly cheaper these days.

After performing a mechanical deus ex machina on the computer room of Coastal Industries, letting it encode and connect the camera signals on its own, and then letting the large agricultural drone run a few laps, everything within a hundred miles of Xinquan fell under Ji Jue's eyes.

So much so that by the time Tu Sihai climbed up the gangway, Ji Jue had already arrived at the nearby waters on the Prosperity.

Under the cover of thick sea fog, the Prosperity, drifting with the waves, gradually approached silently and dropped anchor forty nautical miles away.

There is no sitting still and waiting to die, only one move to capture them!
There is no coming and going, only annihilation!
Ji Jue was too lazy to follow the routine and just sat there waiting for others to attack him. Who the hell has nothing better to do than play an attack and defense game with you little Karamis?

Since you dare to show your head, you all will die!

Not only will you die, but anyone who dares to come will die!

And this sea fog, so thick that you can't see your hand in front of you, is the best weapon.

The moment it approached, wisps of silver light rose from the Prosperity and were blown away into the distance along with the sea breeze... They were strands of mercury so thin that they were almost imperceptible to the naked eye!

No, calling it a line is even too crude; it is simply a mist of mercury and silver between existence and non-existence!

[Quality of Gold and Iron] and [Form of Ultimate Toughness], the alchemical creation that was finally completed after the double blessing was combined, now showed terrifying changes that far exceeded Ji Jue's expectations.

Under the precise control that was dozens or hundreds of times beyond Ji Jue's, the solidified mercury was dissociated into pieces of mist that were imperceptible to the naked eye. It was wrapped in a huge amount of mercury vapor and extended silently. Relying on the power of the sea breeze, it easily crossed the distance that was nearly a hundred miles on land!

At this moment, those tiny, almost invisible mercury threads have become like a skeleton, connecting a vast amount of mercury and silver vapor. With their dense and complex physical interference, they restrain and regulate the outline of the silver mist.

Millions of mercury threads are like millions of imperceptible hands.

Just like that, the alchemical creation named "Hand of Isis" by Ji Jue came with the wind into the night and riding on the fog!

(End of this chapter)