Chapter 589

Chapter 211 The Remnants of the Gods Part 8

Rumbling…

Ashes fell from the sky, and the earth trembled like thunder. The black, strange rocks in the vision roared and shook. Above the dim sky, the hazy, primitive smoke and fog floated like countless gray veils, swirling around numerous floating boulders. Sparse white light pierced through the mist and ashes, shining quietly.

Thump-thump-thump—

A moment later, a girl wrapped in thick smoke, like a black meteor, broke through the sound barrier. With a violent explosion, she pierced through the fog layer and flew to the highest peak. She stopped about a hundred meters away from the tumor, her flame wings behind her burning black fire and flapping with a roar. The dead smoke gathered, solidified, and the pitch-black abyss skirt armor formed again.

“Huu…”

The girl’s eyes flickered with red light as she slowly exhaled and landed on top of a massive rock, carried by strong winds. Then, she lifted her head, her solemn eyes scanning rapidly between the blood web and the tumor.

She didn’t see any blood droplets…

The dancer said it was at the top, so I’ll fly a bit higher…

“Boom!” She took a step, and her silhouette vanished instantly, appearing in a higher part of the sky as if she had teleported. She spread her flame wings and glided for a moment, then approached the tumor. Twisting her body, the blazing wings whipped up a black tornado, like a spiral spear thrusting toward the sky. In an instant, she rose again to nearly a hundred meters, surpassing the height at which the tumor floated, then paused and looked once more.

I can see the top now…

The top of the tumor was still bulging red flesh, but there was no blood web obstructing the view. I could see this thing more clearly.

It was like a giant, floating raw meatball in the sky, or perhaps like the brain of some unimaginably huge creature. Its diameter was at least two hundred meters, its volume terrifyingly large. The wriggling red flesh surface was uneven, covered with small and large lumps that were hair-raising, like tumors. If someone with severe trypophobia saw this, they might not be able to sleep well for days.

“Sss…”

I couldn’t help shivering and gasping.

Too disgusting…

Is this really a god?

As I thought in horror, I squinted and carefully searched the surface of the tumor for the crimson bead.

Tear of the Goddess… The dancer said this name was given by Teresa. She must have known these things long ago… From when?

Since she became a candidate for the Holy Maiden and met the god?

Could what she saw be the Sinful Goddess sealed here…?

No, it shouldn’t be… Hmm?

There—

Suddenly, I saw a faint red glow in the writhing blood gap at the top of the tumor. The light wasn’t particularly noticeable, and the deep red color was almost indistinguishable from the surrounding flesh. It was easy to overlook if not looked at closely, but I noticed it.

Is that the bead…?

I quickly flapped my flame wings and dived toward the top of the tumor, wanting to get a closer look. While descending, I heightened my alertness, always paying attention to the changes in the wind around me, fearing the tumor might have some unexpected counterattack.

If I face it directly, I might suffer again…

I wonder if this thing has eyes or ears or any other sensory organs. Does it know I’m coming from above…

Thud-thud!

As I gradually approached the top of the tumor, the writhing red flesh suddenly contracted lightly, like a heartbeat. The contraction was very gentle.

I heard the sound and felt alarmed.

But because the tumor was so enormous and I was so close, it was difficult to see its entire form in my vision. That slight twitch seemed to me just a slight distortion in the densely wriggling tumors, with the amplitude seemingly larger.

A bit, not particularly eye-catching.

I continued flying toward the top.

However, soon after, the whistling blood-red long worm circled around the tumor from both ends and lunged at me crazily!

Damn…

It’s those blood vessels below!

My heart skipped a beat as I planned to retreat at the moment the wind attacked. But those blood vessels were extremely fast; in an instant, they wriggled towards me from all directions. Countless blood-red tentacles, like a dense flood of eels, instantly surrounded my escape route, trapping me in mid-air.

Damn it…

I was flustered, scared of this thing.

Not only because of its disgusting appearance that made my scalp crawl, the slimy and slippery feel, and the pungent bloody smell, these tentacles were very strong. Once entangled, it was extremely difficult to break free, requiring several bones to be broken or skin peeled off.

What should I do…

I was anxious, flapping my wings rapidly in the air, with countless blood-red tentacles almost biting at my heels. I dodged left and right among the dense gaps, narrowly avoiding being caught several times, breaking out in cold sweat. My hands kept waving, casting large black flame fireballs that exploded “boom boom boom” in the air, scattering the reaching tentacles and buying me some breathing space.

The thick, mud-like sound filled my ears. Those tentacles wriggled in the air like water bugs, moving at an astonishing speed. Over time, more and more blood vessels surrounded me. I almost had no breathing room left. Black mist surged around me, and a green arm suddenly emerged from the fog, striking and tearing apart the attacking blood vessels.

“Aaaaahhh!!”

The green arm’s overwhelming attack, coupled with the thunderous explosions caused by the black flames, almost obscured the gray sky with blood light. The nauseating liquid rained down “splash splash splash,” but even so, it couldn’t stop the continuous assault of more tentacles. Their attack was like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf me in an instant.

Buzz—

In the next moment, golden light shone brightly, blooming like the sun above.

“Ugh…”

My eyes were stung, and my vision turned white instantly. I couldn’t help but squint one eye and raise my hand to shield the light source.

It’s that dancer…

She came over, she’s helping me…

The divine hum resonated in the gray sky, akin to a nun’s sacred hymn. Splendid light covered the sky, and through my blurry vision, I faintly saw countless falling feathers. In an instant, the feathers emitted a silvery glow. Under such radiance, the flood of tentacles approaching me seemed like venomous snakes touched by charcoal, all retreating with hisses.

In an instant, a large gap appeared before my sight.

…An opportunity!

Whoosh—

Dead smoke gathered, and wings flapped. In an instant, I heard the howling fierce wind. Seizing the chance created by the dancer, my small body broke through the encirclement of blood vessels and tentacles, carrying a violent whirlwind and sonic boom, “bang” landing on the top of the tumor, near the spot emitting a crimson glow.

Pfft!

As my body flipped, my feet landed on the red flesh. It felt like stepping into a puddle of mud; my ankles and calves immediately sank into the mushy flesh. Dead smoke and black flames exploded outward, and the dense tumors on the red flesh ruptured endlessly. I felt the soft flesh enveloping half of my legs contracting violently.

Is it in pain…

Such a disgusting sensation…

I mobilized the chaotic power within my body, making the green arm swing and grab the green veins densely covering the tumor. With a powerful tug, I pulled myself out of the bloody mire.

Ashes fell, the wind continued to assault my ears, and the dyed golden light slowly receded in my peripheral vision. I heard the sound of blood vessels wriggling again, and in my panic, I looked up hastily.

Not far ahead, the place emitting blood-red light, like a blood-colored gem embedded in the red flesh, was sinking slowly, just like sinking into a swamp, amidst the wriggling of the flesh-less tumor.