Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 9 I Saw a Giant (New Book, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The voice was deep and powerful, shouted out with a rhythmic cadence, accompanied by heavy stomping, giving it a simple and ancient feel.

It's like the fishing songs sung by fishermen when they set sail from the harbor.

The incantation seemed to be in the same language as his own, but it was too ancient and had a strange pronunciation, which made it sound mysterious and strange.

Han Su listened and listened, then suddenly slowly opened his mouth and began to recite.

He was reciting "divine decree," but because he was so earnest and his thoughts were so intense, it seemed to subtly touch his spirit or tighten his nerves, causing his tongue to slightly tie itself in knots.

The simple sentence, the moment it left his lips, suddenly transformed into a mysterious and ambiguous language, different from the language he was used to speaking. It even vaguely resembled the syllables and connotations of the recording pen.

It flowed so smoothly, so naturally, without any of the obscurity and difficulty that Black Rose had described. With just a slight thought, the incantation flowed perfectly from the tip of his tongue.

In a daze, he seemed to feel his body lose weight for a moment as he chanted these incantations, as if an invisible force suddenly enveloped him, causing him to fall into another world.

He saw behind the layers of space, countless tall and blurry shadows surrounding him. As the incantation was chanted, they slowly opened their eyes.

Han Su felt their gazes, raised his head, like an ant looking up at the sky, facing a mysterious and unknown gaze.

Eyes to eyes.

A sudden sense of peace settled over Han Su's heart.

It was as if everything was fading away, but then, a vast ocean appeared in my mind.

It's hard to describe that moment; it was a strange and mysterious feeling.

Han Su felt that his thoughts and spirit suddenly had a concrete form.

It's like the sea, so clear that you can hardly see the water; you can see right to the bottom.

The incantation he uttered stirred up ripples, making the invisible water visible to the naked eye.

He knew almost instinctively what it was.

That is the spirit, one's own spiritual power is everywhere and accompanies oneself at all times, but it is usually difficult to perceive clearly until the "spirit" moves.

Once things start moving, they also need an outlet.

Han Su didn't know if it was because his mental strength was stronger than others, or something else, but he felt his brain was surging violently. A vast ocean of thoughts was crashing and churning inside his head, creating terrifying waves.
But just when it's about to burst out of its head, it's always pushed back by "itself," or rather, by its own body.

In a daze, Han Su seemed to understand the reason:

The spirit does not belong to reality, so it can influence reality, but it is not allowed to come directly into reality.

This is a rule.

But this rule restricted the mind, until this mental power reached the location of his right eye, when suddenly a real, sharp pain rose from this long-dormant right eye.

For a fleeting moment, Han Su even thought his right eye had exploded.

Because this violent impact hurt even more than being punched with all your might, except that this punch came from inside the head and outwards.

Countless illusions appeared at this moment, like the spot where he had been punched, with flashing stars in front of his eyes, or like countless distorted images appearing before Han Su's eyes.

He seemed to see a giant.

It looks just like the giant in the castle, only much larger, so large that it is difficult to see its full size with the naked eye.

When it stands up, it is almost as tall as a mountain, exceeding the limits of reality; when it sits, it blocks the black, flaky sun behind it, casting a shadow that seems capable of completely obscuring an entire country.

Countless ragged people knelt before it in worship.

Countless strangely shaped altars were built for it, and countless poems and offerings were designed around it.

A mysterious and insane feeling surged through those fragmented images, instantly overwhelming Han Su.

But this illusion only flashed a few times before disappearing as if the power had been cut off.

The spiritual force that had struck the area around the right eye was once again forced back by the rule that "the spirit is not allowed to directly manifest in reality."

In an instant, Han Su's mind felt like it had been shattered; all his spirit, memories, and thoughts were out of control, rising and falling like a raging ocean.

He could only stand there, frozen, unable to move, as the ocean passively calmed down.

"I……"

He didn't know how much time had passed before he felt the intense dizziness subside. He raised his head blankly, slowly lowered his hand from his right eye, and tried to open it.

Still can't see it?

“But this spell, this spell…”

Han Su sat there quietly, but his thoughts were surging like a tide, and he even found it difficult to suppress his emotions.

This spell is effective.

But why is there nothing in my eyes?

Based on the logic Song Chushi used, if some mysterious power could really be unleashed, wouldn't that prove the existence of the monster to others?
But now, it seems different from what I thought. On the outside, there is no change at all, but internally, in my self-perception, this head, or rather my brain, has been subjected to a kind of crazy ravages.

The vast ocean of spiritual power within his mind was restricted by the rules, unable to enter reality. His right eye seemed to have a gaping hole, but this gap remained closed...

If it's turned on, then it's fine, right?

Should I try again?
The thought was so strong, but then I remembered the intense pain and dizziness I felt when I tried it just now, and I held back.

The excruciating pain, to put it more vividly, was like being forcefully slapped open by an eighty-pound sledgehammer. And it was the kind of opening that went from the inside out.

Or rather, it was through an extremely brutal means that the scar on his right eye, which had healed for ten years, was torn open again.

"I'm still a little afraid of pain..."

Han Su admitted that he wasn't tough enough: "So, at least I have to bite a towel in my mouth before I try."

He got up, took a towel from the bathroom, and glanced at himself in the mirror. He saw his right eye, which was covered by a scar. Although it was not open yet, it looked as if blood was seeping out.

Han Su looked and looked, and suddenly grinned, feeling extremely happy about this.

"The eyes are bleeding, that's a good thing."

"Who would bleed for no reason if they've been blind for ten years?"

"This further proves that the spell is effective, because reciting it caused the change in this eye."

"..."

Biting a towel, Han Su sat on the stool, rubbed his eyes, and almost impatiently, like a masochist, was about to start the second attempt.

"Ok?"

But at that very moment, a cold, eerie wind suddenly blew in through the window behind me.

Han Su was slightly taken aback, looked at the window, and felt a sense of surprise.

"I think I just closed the window?"

But now, the window is wide open, and a cold wind blows through, gently lifting the curtains by the window before they slowly fall back down.

Han Su stared blankly at the window for a long, long time, until suddenly he got goosebumps all over his body.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling. From his position, all he could see in the dark night sky were the desolate lights of countless homes and eerie neon signs.

But then, as if suddenly being watched by something, a chill ran down my spine, and I immediately stood up.

This feeling was remarkably similar to the feeling he had when he was being targeted by those monsters in the castle.

He was familiar with this feeling.

But now, I'm in reality, right now...

"No, I'm getting excited too soon..."

He paused for a moment before suddenly remembering that the black rose had just reminded him.

If the spell is false, it is not scary.

It's truly terrifying. Whether it can activate anything is still uncertain, but the person who recites the incantation for the first time will definitely experience some changes.

Or, it could be a crisis arising from the forced distortion of life.

Or perhaps it's the attention of some unknown entity?
"Ugh……"

The night grew deeper and the surroundings grew quieter. Han Su sat quietly, staring out the window.

The creepy feeling in my heart was getting stronger and stronger, as if some kind of monster was lurking outside the window, ready to crawl in at any moment.

Inside the castle, the monsters were visible. Han Su could at least make rational decisions when he saw them, such as whether to escape or hide. But this time, he encountered these things in reality, at the "now" moment.

Han Su couldn't see them, but he could sense that something was approaching, something was taking effect. He knew it, but couldn't see it. This tension made his body stiffen.

"Ding-a-ling!"

Just as he was concentrating on his guard, the phone next to him suddenly rang, startling Han Su in the deathly silence.

The creepy feeling in my heart was instantly dispelled, and for a moment I was in a daze, I thought it was just my imagination.

Looking down, I saw Xu Ji.

"Old Han, Old Han?"

As soon as the call connected, a cry came through the receiver: "Help!"

Hearing Xu Ji's shout, Han Su was startled and stood up, asking, "What's wrong?"

Xu Ji's voice immediately came through the microphone: "There are too many pretty girls here, I can't handle them all. Can you help me with two of them?"

"?"

Han Su was stunned for a few seconds before realizing what had happened, and then he suddenly tried to slam the phone down.

Gritting his teeth, he thought, "That idiot!!"

"..."

Just then, Xu Ji's voice suddenly came through the phone: "Haha, just kidding, I'm downstairs at your place, come down quickly..."

"it is good!"

Han Su glanced out the window and coldly instructed, "Stand there and don't move. I'll grab a knife first!"

(End of this chapter)