Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 367 Collapse
Under the pursuit and interception of [Mother], the riders in front of them panicked and ran towards the upper city. Fortunately, they seemed to realize their mistake and only fought with the evil god on the outskirts of the upper city. This area was mostly warehouses and no one lived there, so it did not cause much damage.

On the contrary, because they were familiar with the roads here, they were able to evade the danger more easily.

"He refused to come with us?" Kyle asked, frowning.

"No, he refused to retreat; he said he had a way."

"Huh?" Kyle was stunned. "He... what way could he possibly have to deal with [Mother of Love]? With the Harbor Guard?"

“No, I don’t think so.” The mother-in-law shook her head. “I think he might be considering making a sacrifice.”

Kyle fell silent.

He was a member of the Guardians of the Order and had participated in the Deep Sea Wars, so he would subconsciously consider using force to deal with monsters.

But upon closer reflection, sacrifice might be the best approach—the "Mother" has grown to an almost irresistible level. The prince can attract Her attention with the harbor guards, but how long can he maintain that?
Horses have a limit to their physical strength, and that limit is not far off now.

"If sacrifices are required, how many would be needed?"

“If it’s ordinary people, the number would be terrifying. If it’s extraordinary individuals…” The old woman hesitated for a moment, “wouldn’t we need at least two?”

There has never been any record of the extent to which this "loving mother" has grown; my mother-in-law can only estimate it based on her many years of experience interacting with extraordinary individuals.

"It's basically impossible to find so many ordinary people to sacrifice themselves; it's possible to gather them if they were superhumans."

Before Kyle came to Bloodharbor, he had seen information that Galahad, who was by the prince's side, was a superhuman. It was said that he was extremely loyal, and perhaps the prince would use him to exchange for the peace of Bloodharbor.

But another person
The prince rode his horse at breakneck speed, and both he and his steed were already panting heavily.

Horse riding is actually a very physically demanding sport, especially in such a tense environment where no mistakes can be made. Under the pressure, the group was already showing signs of exhaustion.

The prince looked somewhat agitated, occasionally waving his hand at the air as if trying to chase something away.

"Isabella, did you hear what those Castel people said? As long as someone is willing to sacrifice..."

"Shut up!"

The prince hissed in a low voice, glaring at the air beside him as inconspicuously as possible.

She was the only one who could see a semi-transparent figure there.

That was the original owner of this body, the real prince.

His face was filled with anxiety. He turned to look at the enormous "Mother" and then floated to Isabella's side.

“Let me do it, Isabella. This is my homeland after all, and I am willing to die for it—my existence as a soul is proof of my will, and my sacrifice can drive away the Mother.”

He was right. The soul can hardly exist without the body; this is the law of this world. However, a strong enough will can interfere with reality and force the soul to remain in the world.

Generally, only extraordinary individuals can do this, or more precisely, only a select few with strong willpower. Therefore, if the prince were to sacrifice himself, the effect would definitely surpass that of an extraordinary individual.

Isabella's face darkened, and she stopped responding.

"Aaaaaah!!" A scream suddenly came from behind. The cavalrymen turned around and saw that a horse behind them had been hit by flying pebbles. It was startled and fled backward with a howl. No matter how the rider shouted at it, it was no use.

Behind them is the loving mother, who has stretched out her hand.

The rider was terrified, then gritted his teeth and jumped off the galloping horse.

He was lucky; he didn't hit any rocks, only broke his hand and perhaps a few ribs, but his leg was fine.

He immediately stood up and ran wildly, almost at the fastest speed he had ever run in his life. In just a short while, he had covered a large distance and rushed to the front of a two-story building.

boom!
The evil god's limbs crashed down, and when the dust settled, the man and the two-story building were smashed into the ground.

Unbeknownst to them, [Mother] had grown to an almost uncontrollable degree. Even with their fast horses, the Hong Kong Guards could barely break free, and now, the horses' speed had begun to decline.

Their physical strength is reaching its limit.

"Jefferson!!" A cavalryman in front cried out, clearly a friend of the man.

But before he could grieve, his loving mother turned and looked at him.

Its massive body charged forward with disproportionate agility, stirring up dust and creating a swirling gust of wind behind it.

The prince in the air spoke urgently, "Isabella, let..."

Isabella yanked the reins sharply, and the horse beneath her neighed, reared up on its front hooves, and then stopped, staring in terror at the enormous mountain of flesh that was getting closer and closer, its legs trembling.

The entire Hong Kong Guard team stopped. They had reached their limit; both men and horses were panting heavily. Even if they hadn't stopped, they wouldn't have been able to run much further.

But the evil god's stamina seemed inexhaustible—no, its condition was getting better and better. During the pursuit, it kept devouring other Mother Goddess believers, and the firepower of the Guardians of the Faith also thinned out. With this ebb and flow, it even grew larger.

The prince's cavalrymen, except for Galahad who was still somewhat composed, were all in a sorry state. Even the prince had a bloodstain on his face; he had just been hit on the head by a flying stone fragment.

They had just managed to create some distance by exerting all their strength, leaving the mountain of evil god behind. However, this distance could only delay Him for a moment, and He would soon catch up. Meanwhile, the prince could no longer escape.

The group had different expressions: some were terrified, some were sad, some were angry, and some were calm, but they all looked at the approaching evil god as if they were facing their judgment.

A little further away, Kyle sighed and looked at his mother-in-law: "Have they decided to sacrifice themselves?"

A glint flashed in the old woman's eyes as she looked at the mountain of flesh, her tone somewhat strange: "Not necessarily."

Kyle was taken aback.

Suddenly Galahad stepped forward and stood in front of the prince.

boom!
A loud noise rang out, Kyle swayed, and many of the Guardians of the Church fell to the ground.

It wasn't that they were so frightened that they fell down; it was that the ground was shaking!
The Mother, who was rushing forward, suddenly tilted her entire body, and then her forward momentum came to a stop. Around her, dust kept rising, and one after another, the sound of collapse rang out. She desperately tried to move her limbs forward to get up, but she continued to slide down.

The loving mother sank into the ground.

(End of this chapter)