My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 105 Enter again
Matilda stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched the scales on Jules' arm.

The scales froze and then thawed quickly, with no change from before to after.

"This bloodline is deeply embedded in your body, and it is difficult for me to separate it."

She pondered for a while and said:
"If nothing unexpected happened, it should have been my father who took action. However, due to the distance, his impact on the ceremony was limited."

Jules sighed:

"In other words, we still have to find a way to dismantle this ascension ceremony, otherwise we won't be able to leave?"

"Of course," Matilda nodded. "However, you don't have to be too pessimistic. I can provide some necessary help. It's not completely hopeless."

Even when talking about such a heavy topic, there was no sign of nervousness on her face, and she always had a calm expression.

At the same time, she was playing with the fake Heart of the Ocean necklace that Lolita had found when they first arrived in Innsmouth.

Jules hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't help but speak:
"Can I ask, since the Blood Cup Cult Leader is your father, why has the situation become like this now?"

He had been forcibly suppressing his curiosity before, but now he couldn't bear it anymore.

Matilda lowered her head slightly and said:
"I don't want to talk about what happened back then anymore - maybe remembering everything is a good choice, but more often than not, I just want to forget."

"……Feel sorry."

After the two talked for a while, Matilda slowly stood up.

Her legs trembled slightly, and a barely perceptible trace of pain crossed her face.

"My father's ritual binds only those of you who have a connection to Innsmouth, but not me.

Once my legs are stable, I will leave here and prepare for the ritual, leaving it as a backup plan to forcibly break through the Ascension Ceremony and the Irish blockade."

"What kind of ritual is so powerful? It can even break through the limitations of the ascension ritual?" Yu Le was a little surprised.

Matilda looked at Jules deeply and suddenly chuckled:

"You'd better not look forward to it, because when the time comes, you might leave as a corpse."

The corners of Yule's mouth twitched:
"Ok."

He looked at Matilda's legs, his eyes flashing slightly:
"So when do we start stabilizing your legs?"

"Now, the sooner the better."

……

Dagon Cathedral, in the basement.

The basement has been cleared at this moment and there is no believer in it.

With Jules's support, Matilda limped down the long stairs, sweat dripping from her forehead.

"Take it easy..."

Jules had never seen Matilda like this before, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Don't worry, it just hurts." Matilda pursed her lips.

Although her forehead was covered in cold sweat, her face remained calm. She suppressed the pain and did not vent it.

The air in the basement was extremely humid, and drops of water dripped from the ceiling from time to time, making a popping sound.

The two of them slowly walked towards the altar.

On the way, Jules asked:
"So, I only need to assist you when necessary and complete the ceremony?"

Matilda nodded slightly:

"The origin of this ritual given to me by the Suppression Bureau is no longer traceable, but what is certain is that it is related to the fairy tale of 'The Little Mermaid' and is also related to the waves."

"Without the power of the waves, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced. This is one of the reasons why I came here."

Hearing this, he looked again at Matilda's flawless, but painfully trembling legs.

Every step she took seemed like some kind of extreme punishment.

Jules couldn't help but recall what he saw at the beginning.

First, when he saw that Matilda's legs had become intact again and she was able to stand and walk, his first reaction was -

Is it a fake?

There was no way around it, because the image of Matilda in a wheelchair was too deeply ingrained in his mind.

He would not accept this unbelievable fact until the other party revealed some secrets in person to prove it.

Afterwards, Matilda specifically asked herself whether she had found any remaining power from the waves. After getting confirmation, her mood obviously improved a lot.

He didn't ask at the time, but now it seems that it was intended to be used here?
Matilda released Jules' arm and slowly walked towards the altar.

Jules suddenly asked:
"With the blessing of the wave power, can your legs be permanently repaired?"

She shook her head gently.

"The Little Mermaid's legs are made of foam, and so am I."

Matilda didn't look back, but walked straight to the center of the altar, stroking the black fish bones above, her eyes changed slightly.

"Though the power has faded, this skeleton still records the memories of the past."

Jules was watching Matilda from a distance. Upon hearing this, he asked in a deep voice:

"How is it? Is it enough for your ceremony?"

"That's enough. I don't crave a pair of legs that can walk forever. Just enough for now."

Matilda took out the shell that Lutos had given her earlier and gently ran her fingers along the tidal lines on it.

She held it to her chest, bit her lip, and whispered a prayer that seemed to come from ancient times.

Yule could tell that this was a language that sounded similar to the one used by the deep divers, but its core seemed completely different.

As she chanted, blood began to flow out of the pores of her legs, which were originally as white as jade, and her legs themselves began to disintegrate into foam.

The skeleton began to tremble, and foam began to seep out of the originally moist stone wall.

"Jules, help me, hold me up." She suddenly stopped reciting the prayer, her voice trembling. Jules was startled, but without thinking too much, he quickly stepped forward and supported Matilda.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he supported her, Matilda's body suddenly went limp and she almost fell down.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and caught it, otherwise he would have fallen off the altar.

"Can we continue?" he asked worriedly.

"It's okay..." Matilda gritted her teeth and continued to recite the prayer.

As she chanted, her legs completely disintegrated into bloody foam in the dark blue light.

Jules held Matilda tightly, fearing that she would fall if she was not careful.

Her body was as cold as ice, but her skin felt elastic, just like a living person. She was very different from the Ruth he had met in the Sixth History fragment.

"Maybe this is the difference between the walking dead and the winter transcendents..."

The extraordinary being of winter, named "Undertaker", can bring a quiet death to his enemies and remember the grief of all the dead.

The basement was filled with a damp smell, and the sound of dripping water now sounded like the hammering of heavy hammers.

The skeleton trembled more violently, and foam rushed in from all directions, wrapping the altar layer by layer.

Matilda forced herself to recite the prayer again, her voice becoming more and more rapid.

Her already pale complexion now looked no different from that of a dead person.

Jules watched this scene with a heart full of worry, but he could only hold her tightly and hope that the ceremony would be successful.

Suddenly, the shell in her arms cracked into pieces and turned into powder in an instant.

As the shell shattered, a powerful force seemed to have its support, and with a salty and wet smell of the sea, it rushed out directly from the fish bones!

The force of the wave rushed towards Matilda like a raging torrent.

Under the impact of this force, her legs began to reassemble.

The legs that had originally decomposed into foam slowly solidified, the flesh and blood reshaped bit by bit, and the bones also returned to their place with a crackling sound.

The foam seeping from the stone wall gathered into a stream, swirling around Matilda.

Strange lights flicker in the water, like mysterious stars on the seabed.

The light flowed into her legs along with the water. With every bit of light flowing into her legs, Matilda's complexion improved a little, and the trembling of her legs gradually stopped.

Finally, the prayer ended and the influence of the wave gradually dissipated.

Matilda slowly opened her eyes, gently moved her legs, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

"It succeeded. At least there won't be any problems during this period." She whispered, her voice full of fatigue.

Yule let out a long sigh and slowly pushed her to her feet.

Only then did he realize that Matilda had unknowingly half-lying in his arms.

He withdrew his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment.

However, Matilda didn't say much about this, but just said lightly:

"I'll leave for now. If necessary, just maintain this specific silence. I can sense it."

She suddenly stared at Jules silently without saying a word, but Jules felt a different aura deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Remember the feeling just now. If there is anything urgent, remain silent as before to inform me."

As the two slowly left, silence returned to the place again.

At this moment, the basement was filled with silence, as if the thrilling ceremony had never happened.

……

After seeing Matilda off, Jules returned to the Steam Church with unstoppable worry in his eyes.

"It seems I can only take a risk..."

He really didn't have the confidence to solve the ascension ceremony in reality, so he had to look for a solution from the fragments of the Sixth History as Langchao had imagined.

When passing by Lolita's room, Jules paused.

Strangely enough, Lolita had been sleeping all this time and couldn't be woken up no matter how hard he shook her. If she hadn't shown any vital signs and had a steady breathing, he would have thought she had been in trouble.

"...Forget it, let's deal with the important things first." He sighed and returned to the room.

[Sixth History Fragment: The Shadow of Innsmouth]

Some say they are extinct like the dodo and the dragon, but scholars know that species that existed before humans never died out, but simply persisted within.

[Objective: Eliminate the source of the residents' mutations and transformation into "Deep Divers"]

【Reward: Rusty Scissors】

[Secret History Integration Degree: 0%]

[Hint: There are hidden elements in the fragments. When the secret history integration degree reaches 100%, it means the exploration is complete.]

[Every time history turns, the fragments will be lost further until they completely collapse]

[Current number of losses: 2/∞]

[Tip: This fragment is a special existence. Each time it is lost, it will only cause further erosion and mutation to the entrant, but will not cause the fragment to disintegrate. At the same time, to enter the fragment, you must be at the corresponding location in the current history, otherwise you will not be able to enter.]

[Please note that due to various reasons, the content of this fragment has changed. Please proceed with caution.]

[Would you like to enter? Yes/No]

"Yes!"

Everything before my eyes began to crumble.

However, when Yule confirmed that he had successfully entered, he suddenly heard a voice that made him a little stunned:

"Hey, Uncle Jules, why are you here too?"

(End of this chapter)