My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 93 Dagon Cathedral
On the sheets, Jules suddenly opened his eyes.

"I won……"

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, looking at the palm that was no longer skinny and no longer covered with scars, feeling a little dreamy.

Did he actually win the Red Cup in the confrontation just now and successfully retain a part of the power of the Wave?
Even if it was just a symbol, it still felt a little unreal to him.

But he knew that relying on himself would not be enough - if it were not for the help of the waves or the power of the black skeleton, he would definitely fail in the end.

Recalling the moment when the skeleton last changed, he took a deep breath and his eyes gradually calmed down.

"Helping Wave regain power might help reduce the extent to which the Black Skeleton is eroded by the Red Cup. I just don't know what changes will occur within the fragments..."

Jules opened the door and found that it was already light.

Apparently, the struggle with the Red Cup in the Sixth History Fragment took about one night in reality, just like in the past.

He rubbed his brows and was too lazy to go out to prepare breakfast. Instead, he stayed in the room and began to think about the ritual of summoning the waves.

【remains】

[Effect: You can use this as an anchor to call for the return of the "wave."]

【Introduction: The sea will remember everything.】

After summoning the [Remains] and seeing its true appearance, Yule's eyes narrowed slightly.

The fish-like skeleton was completely black, with some flesh and blood hanging sparsely on it.

Many bones were damaged, as if they had been gnawed and broken.

“…I see.” He chuckled.

He should have thought of it earlier - the skeleton of the giant marlin he had retrieved symbolized the power of the waves, and his reward was the [remains] that could be used to summon the waves. The two had so many similarities, it was normal that they were the same thing.

But soon, Jules ran into trouble in a place he had never expected.

"How do you call?"

It only says that it can serve as an anchor point to call for the return of the waves, but it does not say how to build the calling ceremony!

After pondering for a while, he knocked on Lolita's door with the huge fish bone.

"Hmm? Is there something..." She opened the door while rubbing her sleepy eyes.

After seeing the fish skeleton in Yule's hand that was far larger than a human body, she was shocked:
"Where did uncle get this?!"

After the shock, comes the surprise.

She stared blankly at the fish skeleton with flesh and blood still on it, her eyes flashing with desire and her saliva almost overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

"Hey, wake up!" Jules stretched out his hand helplessly and tapped Lolita's forehead.

"Ouch, stop it! It hurts!"

Lolita rubbed her forehead and muttered:

“It just looks delicious…”

Jules shook his head and said earnestly:

"Please resist the urge to eat it. Now, observe it carefully and see if you can tell anything from this fish bone."

Hearing this, Lolita tilted her head:
"Hmm... a vague voice told me to put it in a specific place."

Jules frowned:

"where?"

He was afraid that what Lolita said would be very troublesome and impossible to achieve in a short time.

But Lolita just pointed towards the outside of the church:
"That stone church over there should fit the bill—I keep smelling a strange odor coming from there."

Her nose twitched and her face twisted into a ball:
“It smells terrible!”

Dagon Cathedral? That's fine...

Jules breathed a sigh of relief, patted Lolita's shoulder, and laughed:
"You've done a great job this time! I'll give you more delicious food from now on!"

"Really?!" Lolita's eyes flashed, and after a while, she said shyly:

"Then, then...then uncle, can you help me eat that stomach?"

After hearing this, Jules's mouth twitched:

"Uncle wants to, but he probably can't do it..."

"Okay," Lolita seemed a little disappointed, but quickly became excited again, "Then next time, can you help me get some oysters?"

"Oysters?" Jules suspected he had misheard and said quickly:

"I remember that your true form is an oyster. Are you sure..."

Before she finished speaking, Lolita hummed:
"I look like a human, walk like a human, and talk like a human. Why can't I eat what humans eat? I want to eat!"

Yule held his forehead and said speechlessly:
"……All right."

……

Near the Dagon Church, a strong fishy smell wafted into Jules's nostrils.

Along with it, there was another strange smell that stimulated Jules - it was not like a smell, but more like a suffocating atmosphere.

He finally understood what Lolita meant by taste.

The smell made him feel instinctively disgusted, and even the Heart of the Wave seemed to be stimulated by the smell and beat faster.

Sensing the familiar fishy smell, he pondered for a while and thought of a possibility:
"Black Corpse?"

If my guess is correct, this should be the lingering smell of Hei Hai's ritual.

Perhaps because it was eroded by the red cup, its taste is so strange.
He couldn't help but have a new understanding of Lolita's ability - he had to be nearby to smell the scent, but Lolita could smell it from a long distance away.

I can only say that he is worthy of being the son of the wave...

Perhaps, although she couldn't just go and gnaw on the stomach, she could help find it, Jules thought.

At the same time, his eyes were wandering around, looking for an opportunity to enter.

Although the moth cloak was usable, he wasn't sure how effective it would be after being damaged. For the time being, he couldn't rely too much on it.

The surroundings were relatively quiet, perhaps because it was daytime, and none of the Innsmouth residents, who had already "regressed" to their roots, came to pay homage.

Most of them have confused looks in their eyes, and those who occasionally have clear eyes all look helpless as if they have accepted reality.

Jules seized an opportunity when no one was paying attention, crouched down, and quickly slipped into the shadow of Dagon Church.

The church's exterior was covered in sticky black water stains, like traces left by some living creature, and it emitted a disgusting fishy odor from time to time.

He moved slowly along the wall, taking every step carefully, for fear of making any sound.

From the church, there were faint bursts of low chanting sounds. The sound did not sound like something that humans could make, but rather like the strange singing of some toad. It was unpleasant to the ear, but it also had a kind of bewitching magic.

This reminded Jules of the language he had heard before, that of the "deep ones" and Dagon believers.

"Perhaps, many years ago, the shell species used this language to communicate..."

As he got closer to the church gate, the suffocating feeling brought by the stench became stronger.

The door was half-open, letting in a faint yellow light.

The faint sound of flapping webs could be heard from it, like a live fish flapping and struggling on the ground.

Hearing the sound of approaching flippers, Yule narrowed his eyes slightly.

As he thought about it, the edge of the leaf he had just picked in his hand instantly became extremely sharp.

……

"it stink……"

After putting on the clothes of the deep diver behind him, Yule was almost overwhelmed by the extremely strong fishy smell.

How long has it been since you washed it? It's been marinated with fishy smell!

Suppressing his discomfort, he slowly walked into the Dagon Church like an ordinary believer.

The church is very large, and at this moment, the believers are performing devout worship.

A terrifying Deep One dressed as a bishop, wearing a twisted golden crown, was presiding over the service, with strange tones constantly emanating from his mouth.

Seeing this, Yule's eyes turned slightly cold.

Now, he could sense more clearly that the aura emanating from the other party was not the divine power of the waves, but the eroded black skeleton.

In this church, those Innsmouth residents who have regressed to their ancestors are nothing more than monsters in the skin of "shell species".

"Since we want to use this as an anchor point to hold the ceremony of summoning the waves, we should find the place where they pray to Hei Hai..." His eyes flashed slightly.

However, as of now, no place has been found where the ceremony was held.

Jules suspected that they were probably continuing the tradition he had seen in the fragments of the Sixth History and holding ceremonies in the basement.

Thinking of this, he suddenly discovered that the address of this Dagon Church seemed to overlap slightly with the temporary base of the Dagon Church in his memory a few years ago.

Just as he was thinking about where the basement might be, the strange chanting sound gradually faded away.

Jules felt a tightness in his heart as he sat there, but on the surface he pretended to be as pious as the believers around him.

As the chanting stopped, the entire church fell into a dead silence, with only the occasional soft breathing sounds of the believers.

The Deep One who looked like a bishop slowly raised his head, and his mucus-covered eyes scanned the people in the church.

Jules felt that the gaze seemed to have substance, as if it could see through his disguise.

He tried his best to keep his breathing steady and not reveal any flaws.

At the same time, he quietly looked at the other person.

"His strength should be at the second level, but I don't know how he got there... But if he is really exposed, it won't be a problem to fight his way out." He thought to himself.

Suddenly, the bishop let out a sharp, strange cry.

Then, the believers began to move in unison.

Their footsteps dragged and made dull sounds as they walked towards the side of the church.

Jules hesitated for a moment, then moved among the crowd.

He noticed that everyone was walking towards a seemingly ordinary wall, and doubts began to arise in his heart.

When the believers at the front approached the wall, the wall began to vibrate slowly in a way that violated the laws of geometry, and then it squirmed silently like a living thing, revealing a deep passage leading downwards.

The passage was filled with thick fog, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly. Only a strange light could be seen faintly.

Then, everyone stopped.

The bishop walked to the front of the passage, screaming sharply, and used his eyes, which no longer had eyelids, to capture the people around him.

He shook the scepter in his hand gently and nodded it from time to time.

Every time he clicked, someone would slowly walk out of the line.

Moreover, the degree of "atavism" is not that deep.

Suddenly, Jules discovered that the bishop's gaze seemed to be directed in his direction.

The other party was stunned for a moment, obviously hesitant, but still nodded the scepter.

A pushing force came, slowly sending Yu Le out of the crowd.

He lowered his head and hid his body in the hood, trying to avoid being discovered.

"Fortunately, I have the moth cloak..."

The bishop obviously saw him, but because of the chaotic power of the moth cloak, he subconsciously ignored his own abnormality.

Although he is not afraid of killing, it would be best to avoid as much trouble as possible.

Soon, under the guidance of the bishop, he slowly walked into the passage.

Everything he saw along the way gave Jules a sense of familiarity.

It was exactly the same scene as what I saw in the fragments of the Sixth History that day.

(End of this chapter)