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

Chapter 398: Scam and Breakthrough, the Voice of "Goodbye"
"No, I will not escape with you. I am different from you. You are very strong and have the possibility of trial and error, but I don't. If I encounter any situation, I will definitely die."

Alan's eyes flickered.

"You want to stay here and continue to 'sit on the fence'?"

I don’t know if the octopus understood what Alan meant, but it just didn’t respond.

Allen pushed Cole's face away and continued:
"But your so-called means of escape are currently useless to both me and Cole. What about your stake? If you don't provide any actual help, why would Cole save you after the event?

Now, after seeing that I can get out of the Bone Prison by myself, you still persuaded me to team up with Cole and go to Arkham, just so that you can die peacefully in the Bone Prison?"

This is what Octopus was waiting for Alan to ask.

Inducing the other party to ask for the information you want to release is far more convincing than releasing it actively yourself.

The other party was smart, so he couldn't influence the course of the situation by talking to Cole as directly as he did at the beginning.

"I can provide assistance. Even if you escape from the bone prison, you will still be unable to communicate. I can give you a means of translation."

Alan raised his eyebrows at this point, "A means of 'giving' us translation?"

"Yes." The octopus responded briefly, and then seemed to prove the point.

The mucus on the smooth dark blue skin of the other party's head above the third eyeball on the right side instantly "burned", and in the reflection of Alan's contracted pupils, bubbles popped out like a candle that was rapidly melting.

Soon, an eyeball was wrapped in melted mucus and fell onto the minced meat with a plop.

Then, just as Allen's expression changed slightly, the mucus suddenly exploded, and with a loud bang, it passed through the gap in the bone prison and jumped onto Allen's face!

"Bang!" Cole, who was in high spirits, was slapped in the face by the latter, and the slap was all over his face and he fell down.

Cole:
She wiped the mucus off her face a little helplessly, looking at Alan, as if wondering why this high-quality human male was as changeable as the weather outside.

However, Alan looked at the other person's chest with a surprised expression.

Of course, the thing he had just slapped away fell on Cole's chest and was lifted up.
In the gap, there was a small mini squid that looked like slime, with a round eye in the middle, staring at him blankly.

It made Alan inexplicably remind him of Podgie in Chainsaw and Mr. Krabs in SpongeBob SquarePants.

Alan turned to look at the octopus, which had a hole in its head and was trying to repair it with its body. "Your son?"

octopus:.?

The moment he finished speaking, he heard the voice of the sea god floating over from the side, with a sound similar to that of a bubble bursting.

"Your son?" (Seaman language), the little octopus repeated instantly.

Cole was stunned and shocked when he heard this.

"No!! This is the split body of Artemus!" The little octopus immediately picked up Cole's words and repeated them instantly.

It really is a translation machine.

"Don't translate." Alan responded instantly, but he was instructing the little octopus.

Before the last word fell, the cracked mouthparts under the little octopus's single eye shrank and rolled up, then disappeared under the blue skin, staring at Alan with its single eye.

Alan glanced at the little octopus that Cole was holding in his arms with disgust, then looked at the octopus next to him that had healed completely but was missing an eyeball, and marveled at it.

"The abilities of your sea people really allow me to witness the diversity of species. Split? Doppelganger? Can you speak human language? Is your mind also separated?"

The octopus seemed a little tired, and its tentacles drooped naturally above its mouthparts weakly.

"No, it's just a split brain, which can serve as an obedient translator, but that's all."

"Oh~" Alan looked at the octopus with a half-smile. "I thought this was a way to save life. Split, multiply, three eyes, trinity, each one is you."

The octopus paused.

"That would be great if that were the case."

Alan nodded and looked around. In his sight, the irregularly undulating bone prison corridors extended forward to his left and right, with no end in sight.

"Yes, translation is indeed necessary. Then, it's time to set off. Which is the exit? Since your clone can escape the bone prison, and it was mentioned before that there are no prison guards, it proves that there is another layer outside this prison to imprison mortals."

The octopus only has two eyes left, which makes it seem like it has some kind of anthropomorphic features.

"Yes, the bone prison is essentially the coccyx of Lord Leviathan. We are just inside the hollow bones. On your left, go all the way to the end and you will find the door of the bone prison. However, the door is usually completely locked and can only be opened with the Poseidon Pearl."

It turned and looked at Cole.

"Before, the Seagod Pearl was in Cole's hands. Now, the Seagod Pearl is in the hands of the rebel guards outside. Although you can use Cole's innate ability as a rope to twist open the bone prison fence, you can't break open the prison door because the prison door is a serrated door and there is no gap for you to do so.

Therefore, if the left side is blocked, you can escape upstream through the food intake. This is the most energy-saving and efficient way. After all, you still have to save your companions, and Cole is eager to take back power.

While the Anti-Poseidon Cult has not yet completely taken control of Arkham, as long as we quickly return to Arkham and kill those sea fish tribes who control the discourse power of the Anti-Poseidon Cult, everything can start over again.

The army is only loyal to the live fish, and the people are still loyal to Cole.

If we wait until the Anti-Poseidon Cult completely controls Arkham, it will be too late."

Cole was silent for a moment, then nodded to indicate that the octopus was right.

Alan smiled. "I see. So I should go to my right? Considering what you just said about helping me escape, there should be a potential opportunity there, where you can use your splitting ability to do something and get a chance to escape? Right?"

After hearing this, the octopus pondered for a long time before speaking: "You are really smart, much smarter than that elf woman, which surprised me. That's right, because there is a feeding port there, and if you go upstream, you will reach the "Abyss Sea" outside. "

Allen asked curiously, "You are so confident in your bone prison, aren't you afraid that some prisoners will escape from it? And then swim upstream through the feeding port and escape from prison?"

The octopus replied very slowly.

“Normal sea fish can’t do this, so only my split bodies can. So they don’t have to worry at all. Because my split bodies can only store one brain, after escaping, they will always follow their instincts and return to the trap because no one is watching over them.

I have tried many times, but after a short while, the guards would use the Sea God Pearl to throw my nearly dying split body in and humiliate me again."

"So your plan to escape is to use the same old trick again, to lure the guards down, so that I can cooperate to take the Sea God Pearl, which can also open the fence of this bone prison?"

The octopus stretched its tentacles out of the enclosure and slid across the mud beside Alan.

"Yes, with your skills, you can probably kill the opponent even through the bone fence. Then it will not be difficult to obtain the Sea God Pearl. But it is better now. You can also avoid wasting your energy and clashing with the guards outside the bone prison and escape."

"In your opinion, what if they don't come down?"

The octopus rolled his eyes and said, "Then there is no loss for me."

Alan narrowed his eyes, "What a calculation."

"Stop talking nonsense and go." Octopus looked at Cole, "If you really succeed, I can help you clean up the anti-Sea God Church afterwards. In return, you need to promise me to abandon your false god.

We need to take back Lord Leviathan's body. This requires long-term planning, but we have to plan."

Cole looked at the octopus and unconsciously pierced his sharp nails into the head of the little octopus in his hand, causing the latter to squeak in fear.

But before she could speak, the octopus said, "This is just a suggestion. If you choose to keep me here, that's fine. After all, I just provided an insignificant split body this time. But the Ghost Sword is dead, and you can't rely on this monkey who is going back to the sea.

You'll have to go down this path eventually.

Otherwise, within ten years, the anti-Seagod cult will be revived, because your lifespan proves that there is something wrong with you. As long as you are willing to accumulate strength to resist the so-called god in the Seagod's heart chamber on Arkham, you and I may cooperate, and our tribe will be loyal to you.

This time, it is my sincerity."

The octopus had a gloomy look in his eyes, but Cole glanced at Alan with an unpleasant expression and said in a muffled voice.

"I'll think about it." The little octopus translated the sentence with a squeak.

He did his duty well. After that, Cole took a deep breath, nodded to Allen, and went west on his own.

The octopus waved its tentacles, glanced at Alan, and sank into the mud with a gurgling sound. "See you again if we're lucky, human."

A dark blue body that almost filled the entire cell, eight tentacles that swayed left and right, circles of mouthparts, and finally, the eyes.

As Alan watched, it sank.

Alan looked at the gurgling mud and turned to the right.

Cole had stopped swinging his fish tail and tilted his head to look at Allen, his golden dragon eyes flickering. The mini octopus in his arms squeaked non-stop from being poked by her fingernails unconsciously.

Alan looked at the other person and called out in his heart.

'Human Handbook, Clairvoyance Demonic Eye, Positioning, Luo Qixi. '

no respond.

He tilted his head to look at Cole, raised the corner of his mouth, and followed.

The man and the mermaid swam in the mud that was stirred up by the mystery of the flow, and walked away along the winding cell corridor amid the noise and prayers around them, but when they found no response, they turned their prayers into curses from the prisoners' dirty words.

No trace left.

Time flows normally.

I do not know how long it has been.

A strange scene happened.

The prisoners all stopped and wailed, but their fish eyes were all looking at the cell where the octopus was.

Suddenly, boo!!
A wave of mud exploded, and the octopus tentacles, as taut as steel bars, suddenly grabbed the bone cage in front of it, and the octopus's dark blue, rotten body exploded out of the mud wave.

His body rolled over and with a snap, he came to the bone railing, his eyes staring in the direction Alan left.

Finally, as if it confirmed that Alan and Cole had left, it gurgled and spit out a huge black and blue night pearl-like object from its mouth.

The magic spell of the sea god with a filthy feeling like mud overflowing beside him came out of his mouth.

The night pearl that was supposed to be held by the rebels outside burst into brilliant light!
The hard bone pillars on the eight surrounding bone prisons opened to both sides like soft bead curtains.

Marine fish and octopuses of all shapes and sizes swung their tails out of the cell.

They glanced in the direction Cole was going, then followed the octopus in the opposite direction.

The sea fish tribe on the right, which looked like a giant anglerfish, spoke in the sea fish language, "Sir Warden Ertpus, was everything going well just now?"

The octopus eyeball waved its tentacles and passed by the door of a prisoner who was still howling shrilly. The tentacles shot in and instantly stabbed the real sea fish prisoner to death against the wall.

"It's not going well. That human is too smart. He has been testing me. There were a few times when I felt he was about to find out."

"Is that so? But I saw you guys were having a good conversation. It's a pity that two of your kind died. But is it really okay for you to scold His Highness Cole like that?"

"Shouldn't she be reprimanded? She ignored the advice, planned ahead, and acted on her own. She lost the "Dead Ghost Secret Sword" and Arkham, and even tried to seek revenge on her own. She was just acting like a child."

The sea fish tribes on both sides stopped talking and just killed the real prisoners in the cells on both sides to silence them. Some of them used the retractable bone spurs on their bodies, and some used their mouthparts. The shapes were different, but it was a completely one-sided massacre.

These are the Queen's Royal Guards, whose average strength is comparable to that of a saint-level swordsman or a superior-level magician.

It is true that the capital city of Arkham is controlled by the "Anti-Sea God Cult", but it is false that R'lyeh, the "Tailbone Prison" of the Sea God, is also controlled by the rebels.

The twisted prisoner's dilemma was never between Cole and Allen.

But it's between Alan and the octopus.

The octopus named Artepsis is the most loyal royalist among the marine fish that has survived from a thousand years ago.

To be precise, the Ertugrul family is Leviathan's personal guard, so R'lyeh where the prison is located is also a place where this power is entrenched.

How could Leviathan's "fake emperor" plan be concealed by himself?

After a while, the mermaid couldn't help but speak again.

"So what you said about planning to fight against Lord Poseidon and against the current Lord Poseidon is also true?"

"Fake, I want to create a conflict between me and His Majesty, so that I won't be easily suspected. Even so, the other party is cautious enough and keeps testing, never stopping. Dragon Clan. Sea God, there is no other way. If our clan wants to continue, we have to rely on His will.

His power is beyond your imagination. This is the only way now. Returning to land is imperative."

"But this is the last time that the "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost" will see Him. The one hundred-year period has not yet come. Otherwise, we can still pray to Him to quell this disaster. This time, we have to use this human being."

Kill all the way and wag the tail all the way.

The nine sea fish tribesmen stopped.

At this time, they came to the end of the cell corridor on the left, and above their heads, there was indeed a cell door that was shaped like a tooth, similar to an octopus's mouthparts.

The octopus turned and looked at the sea fish tribe.

"They control the sea beast army. We have no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation as the numbers are too different. If Her Majesty the Queen takes action personally, there is a chance of winning, but it is too dangerous. Now it is best for us to go to the rear of Arkham to contain them, and let the human monkey attack from the front.

He is the best bait. The Abyss does not need humans to stay. Dead humans are the best humans."

"But Her Majesty wants to keep him to please the gods."

An obscure sea spell came out from the octopus's mouthparts, the Poseidon Pearl glowed, and the jagged prison door above its head creaked open.

"To please the gods? Do you think she is lying? Our Queen is only one person after all."

At this moment, as the octopus spoke, in the dim mycelium light of the bone prison, a green halo shone down from the top of the opponent's head.

The octopus knew that it was the green light projected from the outside sky.

but
Why is there a shadow?
The only two huge fish eyes left seemed frozen, and with a click, a click, something cold dripped onto its octopus face.

Ertpus slowly turned his head and looked towards the cell door diagonally above.

A figure was clinging to the edge of the bone wall at the edge of the cell, smiling down at it.

"See you again if we're destined to meet. It turns out you and I are destined to meet again so soon."

In the sound of words.

He - the bait, the vile human, the ridiculous monkey.

He was spreading out his palm and facing his face with his hand covered in sticky fish blood.

Blood kept dripping from the fingertips, silver in color, so familiar.

The eight brains of Artes were overloaded at the same time, so the reaction was very fast and action had to be taken immediately.

But I only felt a gust of wind blowing on my face.

The tentacles have lost their strength.

The next moment, in the frozen thoughts, the octopus face was like broken blue crystal.

It broke apart with a crackling sound, as if it was cut by countless fine blades.

It shattered into a pool of fish paste.

(End of this chapter)