Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 368 Mira and Her Loving Mother

The prince and his party had been moving around the upper city, and before they knew it, they had taken [the loving mother] on a long detour and arrived at the highest point of the upper city.

It's important to know that the Upper City area is surrounded by walls. In some places, there's just a simple wall for separation, while in others, it's as thick and heavy as a city wall.

This is the area with the thickest wall.

The terrain has a huge drop, and it is surrounded by high walls, simply because the source of Bloodharbor's chaos lies below, in some of the most chaotic slums in the lower city.

Ironically, just a wall separates two places: on the left, there are wide streets and clean neighborhoods, while on the other, there is a slum that is filthy and hellish.

People could hear each other speaking loudly, and nobles often peered down from the city walls as if they were watching wild beasts in the arena.

The structure here is shaped like a "C". The prince and his party stood at the top of the city wall. They seemed to stop casually, but if you turned around and looked from behind, there was no way back.

They were gambling that the evil god would charge straight at them regardless of the various buildings beneath their feet.

[The Loving Mother] didn't pay attention to whether there were buildings blocking her way, and just rushed straight through, leaping over the wall and landing on the densely packed rooftops of the lower city.

"There's an earthquake?!"

"what happened?"

"Look! That monster has sunk in!!"

Amidst the chaos of the friars, Kyle turned to look at her grandmother, whose face showed a look of sudden realization.

Sensing Kyle's gaze, the old woman pointed to the distant clock tower: "Look, [Mother] was over there."

"You mean"

"This place was specially prepared! The prince and his men deliberately lured 'Mother of Compassion' here, to trap her!" The old woman's eyes gleamed as she stared intently at the enormous pit. "No, that's not all!"

On the other side of the pit, [Mother] fell, kicking up a cloud of dust, and for a moment nothing could be seen.

The prince stood there expressionless, speaking coldly, "You know what? I've disliked this lower city area for a long time."

"Chaos, disorder, houses built crookedly one on top of another, and ancient sewers, no one knows where they lead."

The dust gradually dispersed.

[The Loving Mother] was trapped in a pit, or rather, it wasn't really a pit. Her enormous body crushed the decaying buildings of the lower city and was then carried by inertia through the ground, getting stuck straight in the fragile and complex sewer system, her whole body covered in filth.

If you look closely, you'll see that around Him there is not only filth and garbage, but also wooden boxes.

Further away, many of the port guards were retreating into the distance, and some wooden crates that had not yet been thrown down were left standing to the side.

While the Guardians and the Prince were fighting against the Mother, these port guards were carrying these boxes and continuously dumping them into the lower city in front of them.

"Is this...is this your plan, Isabella?"

In mid-air, the prince's soul looked in shock at the "Mother" trapped in the ground, but when he turned to look at Isabella, he was startled.

Isabella's expression was almost contorted with rage. She forced out the words through clenched teeth: "Plan? I don't have time for plans! This is the gunpowder I painstakingly stockpiled! The ships I seized, the money I plundered from the nobles, all of it was exchanged for these boxes, originally intended for the war with the Papacy, and now it's going to be wasted here!"

The pit was filled with an astonishing number of wooden crates, densely packed everywhere, along with a plethora of miscellaneous tinder. Time was of the essence, so the port guards had emptied the nearby warehouses and piled everything here. "Light it! Burn this monster to death!!!" she roared angrily, then drew her musket from her waist and fired downwards with a face full of hatred.

Other members of the harbor guards also sprang into action, some aiming their muskets at the wooden crates and firing, others throwing torches, and still others shooting flaming arrows with their crossbows.

Time seemed to slow down slightly as streaks of fire shot towards the bottom of the pit.

boom! ! ! !

Orange and black flames erupted from the ground, and the mountain of flesh stuck in the ground let out a wail.

One explosion was followed by another, and bursts of orange-red flames lit up around the [Mother], obscuring the form of this enormous, sky-covering monster for the first time.

The explosion had far exceeded the port guards' expectations. Some people who were close by were even caught in the blast. Galahad carried Isabella and rushed away from the blast point. Isabella's face showed visible heartache.

"You damned thing, you shit-eating mackerel, you filthy maggots, my gunpowder, my money!!"

The enormous explosion echoed throughout Blood Harbor. The members of the Church Guard fell to the ground, but the old woman remained standing, watching the explosion with deep emotion.

The explosion was extremely loud, and the gunpowder filling the entire crater instantly burst into its most brilliant light. Never before had this alchemical substance been used so extravagantly since its invention.

Even the Royal Army, which never lacked military funding, only used it as propellant for muskets. Everyone knew that its explosive power was much greater, but no one had ever used it directly to injure the enemy.

—Because the gunpowder is just too expensive.

Alchemists often have murky connections with various churches. The formula for gunpowder is top secret, but it must contain some extraordinary substances that are effective.

Anything related to the extraordinary is synonymous with extremely limited production and exorbitant prices; even a wealthy empress wouldn't dare to waste it like that.

The gunpowder in the crater was obtained by Isabella by emptying the entire Blood Harbor and even seizing merchant ships. This astronomical wealth was blown up in just a few breaths.

The smoke and dust gradually died down.

"I never expected it to end like this. I really underestimated the prince," Kyle said, dusting himself off and standing up.

The intensity of that explosion was enough to send even a bunch of sea urchin monsters flying. The Guardians of the Faith are full of worshippers of equal strength; he wouldn't be mistaken.

With the physique of the "loving mother," she could not withstand the explosion; her body was not even as tough as the sea urchin monster.

As the dust settled, the once enormous mountain of flesh was almost completely shattered, reduced to a pool of minced meat that filled the crater in the ground.

The guards stood up with puzzled expressions and complicated looks—their opinion of the prince had improved considerably; after all, a true admirer could never resist a grand explosion.

Meanwhile, the harbor guards in the distance had already begun to cheer. After all, they had grown up in Blood Harbor; this was their hometown.

Only the mother-in-law remained frowning, staring intently at the dent.

Suddenly, her expression changed.

"No! That evil god isn't dead yet!!"

(End of this chapter)