A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1277 - Chapter 1277 Chapter 861 Awakening

Chapter 1277: Chapter 861: Awakening Chapter 1277: Chapter 861: Awakening “I’m going to kill you!!!”

At this moment, the blue-haired young man could no longer suppress the rage in his heart and lunged towards Duanmu Huai with a roar. The reason he joined Bronze Tree was to protect his only relative, and now, the only person he wanted to protect was dead, so… the only thing he could do was one thing!

That was revenge!

The blue-haired young boy had never felt such anger before, his fury had breached its limits, he felt an unprecedented surge of strength within him, morphing into raging flames that burst forth. At this moment, the blue-haired youth swore he would exert all his power to annihilate the mortal enemy who killed his kin——–!

It was for his family, for himself, and even more for the Ghoul Clan!

For all this, he had no fear… eh?

Cold, a huge steel palm passed through the blue-haired young man’s erupting flames, as though it were passing through a mist of nothingness, then grasped his head in one move. Before the blue-haired young man had time to react, Duanmu Huai’s hand squeezed hard, and the body of the blue-haired young man twitched like a fish and then fell silent.

This shows that even the fiercest of anger is meaningless before absolute strength.

“Alright.”

Duanmu Huai discarded the body in his hand, looking at the ghouls in front of him with pale faces, he held the War Hammer and coldly smirked.

“Prepare to die, you lowly Alien Hybrid.”

The battle continued.

In the dim depths underground, Masked Man took one step at a time, walking down the cold, moist stairs. He could hear the screams of humans and ghouls from above. Countless lives were vanishing, their blood seeping into the soil, their souls wailing, and all of this would become nourishment for the awakening of that great existence!

“Praise the Deity, the magnificent Mother of the Black Goat… the mother of all life… please, listen to my prayer…”

The deeper he walked, the more Masked Man’s body trembled. He stretched out his hand and held onto the pendant at his chest tightly. He couldn’t tell if it was an illusion, but the further down he went, the colder stone floor under his feet seemed to grow warm, even the soil on the ground becoming soft like skin, vibrations that felt like feeble heartbeats could be felt underfoot, the air itself began to feel alive, filled with a subtle warmth as if something was breathing ahead.

Finally, Masked Man reached the end of the stairs, he reached out, pulled the pendant from his neck and inserted it into the heavy stone door, which then slowly opened, and he proceeded inside.

“Mother of the Black Goat, the source of all life, you have created us, and now we will return to your embrace again…”

Masked Man stumbled into the great door, arriving in front of the altar, where there lay a monstrously ugly being that could not be described in words, resembling a fusion of viscera and tentacles. Even the world’s maddest artist could not conceive such a fearful existence. It didn’t even resemble a creature, but an undulating mass of flesh.

In fact, it wasn’t even a metaphor.

Because on that altar, the mass of flesh was truly writhing, its tentacles branching out like roots in all directions, burrowing deep into the earth. Its pitch-black, bark-like hardened epidermis was incessantly bulging, with rhythmic pulsations, clouds of spore-like green gas sprayed from the gaps in the skin, falling upon Masked Man. Then, he let out a horrific scream, tumbling to the ground, his arms beginning to twist and deform, bud-like tumors bursting through his skin and then opening up. Putrid smells and blood surged out, but Masked Man didn’t mind, he continued to crawl towards the altar, reaching the side of that strange mass of flesh.

“I’m here, begging… begging for your blessing… O great mother…”

Muttering to himself, Masked Man leaned against the mass in front of him —- then, he was completely swallowed by the huge mass of flesh.

Soon, the cave plunged back into darkness.

“Boom rumble rumble rumble…”

A thunderous noise echoed, Duanmu Huai retracted his blood-coated War Hammer, looking around cautiously.

“What’s that noise?”

“I heard it too, Mr. Duanmu.”

Mary held the Magic Wand, standing beside Duanmu Huai, her eyes wide, staring intently around them. But besides the corpses of ghouls, there seemed to be nothing… No.

“Something’s there! Mr. Duanmu!”

“What is it?”

“I don’t know, but it’s coming this way… It’s coming out!!”

“Boom!!!”

Mary hardly finished speaking when suddenly the ground in front of Duanmu Huai collapsed, followed by a tremendously thick, giant worm-like monster bursting forth!

“Darn it!”

Seeing this thing, Duanmu Huai cursed in anger and quickly retreated backward with Mary. They then saw the monster, like a worm, was covered in densely packed, blister-like swollen pus sacs, which burst open in front of Duanmu Huai, releasing dark green spore clouds that scattered over the surrounding ghoul corpses.

Instantly, the bodies of ghouls that had been smashed into a pulp by Duanmu Huai and had virtually no chance of resurrecting began to writhe, fusing rapidly into one entity, countless limbs and corpses twisted, clinging tightly to each other, exuding a powerfully vile stench.

From the outside, these things looked like walking tree stumps, with twisted tentacles that spread upwards like vines entangled on the trunk, and between the trunks, countless drooling mouths opened and closed ceaselessly. Beneath them, their enormous hoof-like feet, resembling those of a sheep, firmly stamped down on the ground, leaving deep imprints.

“Damn it! Children of the Black Goat!”

Seeing these things, Duanmu Huai’s hair stood on end. He had not expected that, in this hellish place, these things would be lurking!

Children of the Black Goat.

One of the three pillars, the progeny of Shub-Niggurath–Compared to Shub-Niggurath, the so-called Corrupted Foil wasn’t even worth mentioning, even the Great Impure did not come close to being as terrifying as the Children of the Black Goat. It could even be said that among the Chaos Evil Gods, the Corrupted Foil was merely a lower substitute for Shub-Niggurath.

After all, according to the settings in the game, Shub-Niggurath birthed the life of all beings in this universe, meaning whether they be Ancient Saints, Star Gods, or any other chaotic entities, they were all her offspring. The Corrupted Foil born from these beings amounted to nothing more than the grandchildren of Shub-Niggurath.

In reality, compared to the Corrupted Foil, Shub-Niggurath was even more “promiscuous.” The Corrupted Foil, at most, allowed life from other worlds to feel the benevolence of a loving father. Shub-Niggurath, however, did not discriminate in the slightest, mating with any race and any lifeform, whence myriad offspring were born.

That’s right, this is genuine promiscuity–she didn’t care who you were, what you looked like didn’t matter, nor did it matter what race you belonged to; as long as you could reproduce, you could join the massive army of Shub-Niggurath progeny, engaging in passionate dance with her, birthing swathes of twisted and indescribable new creatures…

Honestly, there were many races that worshipped Shub-Niggurath, since in a strict sense, she was only concerned with proliferation; therefore, most races regarded her as the deity of reproduction. And since reproduction is the primary focus for nearly all races, Shub-Niggurath enjoyed widespread veneration among many of them.

In this world, even among humans, there were numerous tribes and sects that worshipped the Mother of the Black Goat.

The only condition is that you’d have to be okay with mating with a creature full of slimy tentacles and countless mouths, and producing offspring with it.

For the Children of the Black Goat, they are like divine envoys of Shub-Niggurath, spread across the universe, practically every race that worships Shub-Niggurath regards them as the spokespersons of the God.

Damn it, because those ghouls were so useless before, I neglected this fact… isn’t that what most of the man-eating monsters in this world worship?!

In fact, many players have also discussed that the so-called four Evil Gods are nothing more than inferior substitutes to the Outer Gods.

For instance, the inferior substitute to Shub-Niggurath is the Corrupted Foil, to Yog Sothoth is Cunning Deception, to Nyarlathotep is Obsessive Sin, and to Azathoth is Brutal Wrath.

Although the Children of the Black Goat and the Great Impure are not on the same level in terms of strength, the problem is–the appearance of the Children of the Black Goat signifies Shub-Niggurath’s attention!

Once too much time passes, if Shub-Niggurath turns her gaze upon this planet, then it’s really all over!

“Game time is over, Mary.”

At this moment, Duanmu Huai once again raised his War Hammer, and at the same time, black flames erupted from his body, exploding outwards in all directions, clearing the eerie spore clouds and corpses around him.

“This is an Evil God’s Kin; we need to get serious!”

“Yes!”

Hearing Duanmu Huai’s words, Mary also turned much more solemn, warily holding her Magic Wand, backing away once again, all the while staring intently at the huge monster before her.

“Phew…”

Duanmu Huai bent down, letting out a breath, the cold killing intent turning into white steam that spewed from his mouth, and at the same time, Duanmu Huai’s shadow began to twist, pairs of crimson eyes emerging from within the shadows, staring unblinkingly at the Children of the Black Goat before them.

The primary characteristic of the Children of the Black Goat, as representatives of Shub-Niggurath, was actually not combat but proliferation. They could spray spore-like substances, infecting everything and transforming them into entities similar to the Children of the Black Goat themselves. This scene would render others helpless, but fortunately… Duanmu Huai’s divine position contained the power to restrain these creatures!

God of Destruction!

The Black Flame of Predetermined Death erupted once again, flooding the entire tunnel like an unleashed deluge, Duanmu Huai could no longer concern himself with whether there were any investigators or soldiers in the tunnel at that moment, whether they were alive or not; once infected by the spores spread by the Children of the Black Goat, they would become carriers, perpetuating cycle after cycle of infection and reproduction.

So right now, death and destruction must be used to eradicate these about-to-be-born new lives!

Duanmu Huai raised the War Hammer high, the fierce flames on his body growing even more intense.

Feeling the threat of death and Destruction, the Children of the Black Goat halted their actions, turning towards the direction where Duanmu Huai stood.

“Mary, follow my commands.”

Duanmu Huai gripped the War Hammer, staring at the gigantic monster before him.

“I will handle keeping this guy busy; you take the chance to find its core, understood?”

“Yes, Mr. Duanmu.”

Mary also raised her Magic Wand, her expression tense as she stared at the immense creature before her.

“Good, then… let’s move!”