Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 392: Caged, Cole's True Identity
Spoiled, rotten, moldy, and stale.

Before his vision was restored, the enhanced sensory flow faithfully transmitted all the surrounding olfactory feedback to Allen's brain.

Nausea.

A surge of stomach acid rose up, but Alan swallowed it down forcefully.

He tried hard to keep his eyes open, but he felt that his vision had never been so blurry as it was at this moment, except when he was just born into this world.

——As Alan's Water God Style became more and more advanced, even if he lost consciousness or was dreaming, he could mobilize all his senses to the most alert level as soon as he woke up.

However, this time it failed.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a patch of blue-brown color in front of him, distributed in sheets at the end of his sight one meter above, but he couldn't see any details at all. It was as if a veil was covering his eyes. Alan experienced the long-lost state of waking up from a deep sleep in his previous life with his five senses dulled.

In the haze, Alan subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and immediately squeezed his brain, trying to force himself to wake up quickly.

'How did I fall asleep? This shouldn't be the case. Where am I? Before I went to bed. I remember. Before I went to bed, I seemed to hear a buzzing sound. Uh.
etc!!'

Alan was startled and sobered up instantly. As a typical methodological/pragmatic family hero, his current goal that he had buried in his heart immediately came to mind:
——Return to the mainland, make up for the "failure" of the great transfer, and save Senis and others.

'I should be on the ship back to the mainland! Before he lost consciousness, Climb! He caught a 'Cole'! The queen of the sea fish tribe, who was suspected to be Laplace's body, was attacked by the sea fish tribe!

No, that's not right.

It's not an attack, they are using summoning magic! The magic power in the air is fluctuating violently! They summoned a creation similar to the "Sky Fortress" from the bottom of the sea and swallowed me!
The content of a predictive dream is not about the future that is far away from the present.

It's now! Right now!
And what I saw in my dream was not at all the dragon ruins where the "God of Skills" Laplace was hiding as I had thought before. It was indeed the current hiding place of the "God of Skills" Laplace.

But it’s not the dragon relics, it’s his creation!

He sits in his creation, hiding deep in the ocean with the sea fish tribe who hate to communicate with humans, so no one in the text can find him.

He even took on the body of the Queen of the Sea Fish Tribe, Cole, as his reincarnation.

This is why the fish called both me and her "the chosen ones of God."

Thinking of this, Allen suddenly remembered the words that the "God of Skills" said when he saw him smiling in the precognitive dream.

——"Hello, the one chosen by Him."

'But the 'He' who foresaw Laplace in the dream was obviously not talking about himself. What's going on?
Don’t think about this for now. I am currently inside his creation, and based on the clues revealed in the precognitive dream, I can infer that there is something wrong with the thing created by Laplace!

The moment before I lost consciousness, I saw something like a sharp mountain rising from the sea, blocking out the sky and the sun. Was that really a mountain? The mountain with animal skin characteristics and the deep pit wall in the precognitive dream were also very suspicious.
This "God of Skills" guy, wouldn't he just turn the old Poseidon into a means of transportation?
It's similar to "Sky Fortress", but "Sky Fortress" is an airplane, and Laplace is making a submarine this time?

If you put it that way, then it's correct.

In the original work, the "Sky Fortress" is the crystallization of the wisdom of the dragon clan summoned by the Ankylosaurus King from the past "Dragon World", and before I lost consciousness, those sea beasts were also using summoning techniques.

And if it is really a dragon clan secret technology black technology creation similar to the Sky Fortress, it should not be as simple as letting me enter it directly, but through a transfer magic circle.'

Alan shook his head, and his five senses finally broke free from the hazy feeling.

'No wonder I feel like I haven't woken up yet. When people pass through the transfer magic circle, they will have this feeling similar to forced dreaming. It's not that there is a problem with my water god flow, but the use of the transfer magic circle will objectively affect consciousness.'

It didn't take long to think about these things. With Alan's thinking ability, it was just two blinks of an eye.

Quickly, as consciousness quickly regained consciousness, the dazed feeling quickly faded away, and the things in front of me became clear.

What came into view was a ceiling made up of countless brown eyeballs, all rolling around and staring at Alan.

Alan was suddenly startled and raised his head to release his fighting spirit, but the next moment, he saw the true form of those eyes.

They are densely packed, covered with blue-green moss, about the size of a palm, and are similar to shellfish such as barnacles. If there is any difference between them and barnacles, it is that there are eyeballs squeezed out of the cracks in their shells.

It looks like a weak monster.

In the gaps between monsters, coral-like protrusions appear from time to time, covered with layers of hyphae that are tangled together like moldy things. This is the source of the faint light in the environment.

Alan narrowed his eyes, then scooped up his hands and spoke at the same time.

"Lokishi! Are you okay!?"

As a result, I caught nothing.

As if waking up from a dream, the feedback from Roxy and Melna that he had held in his hands just before he lost consciousness disappeared.

There was only a sticky paste in the palm of his hand, which felt like overcooked rice porridge. The sensation of this substance was not only felt in the palm of his hand, but also in his legs, waist and abdomen, which all had poor tactile feedback.

Alan lowered his head.

The five senses are fully restored.

What he saw below his chest was a mixture of black, gray, white and green "mud". It was a mixture of mud from the seabed, minced meat from broken fish bodies, human remains and bones, as well as seaweed and kelp.

A gust of wind blew, and it smelled extremely fishy.

He quickly turned his head and looked around.

He was in an irregular spherical water dungeon with a radius of five meters. The lower half was filled with "water flow" composed of this paste-like mixture, while the ceiling and walls were made of monster barnacles, and on his right side.

The bars of the cage were made of some kind of cold, hard bone - pale bones interlocked with each other, and each pillar was covered with spiral patterns, as if the spine of a giant beast had been disassembled and reassembled.

The ship was attacked.

The summoning technique sucked himself into Laplace's creation.

But now, as soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself in prison.

Roxy, Melna, and Lev, the only three people he had the chance to look after before he lost consciousness, were no longer by his side.

There is only a completely unfamiliar environment and some unknown monsters.

Should Alan panic?
not at all.

He turned his eyes and suddenly looked to the right side of his body.

Then, the violent flow of secrets began to rotate with him as the center, and in just a breath of time, a huge vortex was formed with his position as the center.

The mud was like waves, plowing out clumps of mud on the skeletal railings on the side.

Snap, Alan stood firmly on the ground.

It is made of the same material as the bones next to it.

He quickly looked around, paused for a moment, and then walked straight to the innermost right corner of the dungeon.

The vortex also went in that direction.

One step. He came to the edge of the water prison. The thick mud in front of him was pressed against the wall by the fierce fighting spirit, and it was higher than his height.

Alan tilted his head, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly reached out his hand into the mud, but before he could insert his hand into it, he immediately retracted his hand!

In the blink of an eye, the wall suddenly exploded! A black "seaweed" mixed with mud poked out from inside!

Ding!
The jagged teeth bit the place where Alan had just stretched out his hand. At this moment, Alan slowly looked over with the light emitted by the fluorescent mycelium above his head.

——It was a human head with long black seaweed-like hair.

His face was covered with mud, and his red-gold pupils shrunk into vertical pupils, which collided with the expressionless black pupils without obvious fluctuations in the splashing mud.

The next moment!
The legs and tail also collided!
In the mud hole that exploded violently in front of Alan, a fat fish tail pulled out from the mud!

But Alan raised his leg and stepped on the ground in advance.

boom!
The fierce Dragon Saint's fighting spirit poured into the water prison, shaking the ground, but even so, there was not even the slightest crack in the bones under his feet.

Alan took a glance and raised his eyebrows in surprise. At this moment, a new round of attack came without any breathing time, carrying a strong fishy wind and hitting Alan's face directly.

That's a fist.

A human fist has white skin, slender fingers, and no webbed fingers.

His five fingers clenched into a fist, and the huge air pressure almost pierced Alan's cheek, causing blood to ooze out.

At this moment, the latter was the first to arrive, put his palm in front of his face, and gently patted the back of the opponent's hand before the opponent's powerful fist came at him.

The direction of the fist's force was instantly changed by the flow secret, brushing against Alan's cheek, leaving a blood streak on his face caused by the wind pressure.

Alan's expression did not change, his pupils only reflected the energy dissipated from the surrounding air. At the same time, his hands were not idle either. Taking advantage of the opponent's forward momentum of his straight punch, his palm slid up along the opponent's smooth arm skin and grabbed the opponent's seaweed-like black hair.

A shot of the secret of flow.

The opponent couldn't help but lower his head, but he used his excellent physical speed to curb the impact of the back of his head.

He glared at Alan and opened his mouth to speak.

Alan ignored him and the Dragon Saint Fighting Qi in his hand exploded!

The fish in front of me had just opened its jagged teeth when it felt like a bomb hit the back of its head, causing it to suddenly lower its head.

What came towards him was Alan's knee coming at him at high speed!

Click!

The fangs were completely bitten by the impact, and the violent impact almost pierced the opponent's gums, and silver blood splashed from between the opponent's lips!
The bloody storm rolled up violently, and the fist wrapped in huge wind pressure attacked again, with more force than before.

Alan brushed past the fist.

Swish! The hole created by the fist ripped his sleeve and arm skin! Allen took advantage of the opponent's fist airflow and suddenly placed his body between the opponent's right ribs.

One foot stepped on the bone ground! Boom! The right leg led the body and the new force rose from the ground.

The dragon saint's fighting spirit rolled up on his shin! He swung his leg, and the wind pressure pressed on his torso, kicking the mermaid, who was twice his size, onto the bone fence!
Boom! ! !
The latter's face was stuck between the railings, with silver blood spurting out of his fair skin. Before he could raise his head, Alan grabbed his hair and pressed him against the fence. He stepped on his long fish tail, broke his arm, and pulled the broken arm with drooping skin to his ear.

"Do you really think I can't kill you now?"

Until this moment, as the two men fought fiercely, Cole, who was just covered in mud and had a fish-tail body, revealed his "true face".

It was still a face that looked neither human nor human, with three vertical air vents at the junction of the cheek and the jaw. But unlike before, her skin was clearly human skin, which reduced the inhuman appearance and made her wide-set eyes look more advanced.

The upper body was still graceful, and the two lumps of flesh on her chest were exactly the same as those of a human.

Her waist is very thin, and even though she is in a very miserable state now, her figure still looks graceful.

then
It's a fish tail covered with golden scales.

Even though the light is dim, it still shines brightly.

Yes, not diamond-shaped black scales, but rows of fine golden fish scales.

The black scales that had covered Cole's entire body and could have deflected Alan's fighting spirit disappeared.

She was pressed tightly against the railing, the wound on her face healing rapidly in front of Alan's sight, and she tried to shift her gaze to look at the latter.

The pupils were golden like Orsted's.

No longer black.

Alan looked into the other person's eyes, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and continued.

"You have indeed taken on Laplace's physical qualities. Even your pupils are those of a dragon. No wonder you are so strong. And most importantly..."

Alan moved closer to the other person, and Cole's face with obvious human features was reflected in his black pupils.

"Mermaid? Your true form is actually a mermaid? Where's your 'skin'? Is that black scale armor that can deflect fighting spirit your disguise? Haha, this is really interesting. Is this why you, the queen of the sea fish tribe, are locked up with me?"

Cole shook his head, but found that he couldn't break free, so he muttered a bunch of words that Alan couldn't understand.

“…%%&￥…%#…&!”

Alan narrowed his eyes, confirmed that the other party would not speak human language even if his skin peeled off, and then raised his head.

Look beyond the water dungeon railings.

A huge whirlpool was still washed out around him by the flow of mystery, providing a foothold for Alan.

But outside a radius of two meters, the silt still piled up outside.

The corridor outside was a winding waterway filled with silt, and next to the waterway were water dungeons similar to the one Alan was in.

Most of them have 'stuff' turned off:
There was a gray sea beast that glowed like a jellyfish, wrapped around the bone railing and looking over.

There was a tribe of black sea fish with white bone spurs all over their bodies and exposed fangs, swimming by the fence and looking with their huge eyeballs covered with gray film.

There are also strange creatures floating on the mud, with a snow-white body, tentacles sticking out, and each tentacle has a blood-red eyeball.

They are all 'prisoners' like himself.

From all directions came the sound of bubbles mixed with swallowing language, gurgling, it was very lively.

But there was not a single human being.

There was no sign of Roxy, Melna, or Lev.

(End of this chapter)