Cthulhu Gonfalon

Translator: Sigma Editor: Sigma

The negotiation with Sean ended in a stalemate. They had no solution and could only wait patiently.

Of course, this was mainly because the mining ceremony was not far away. They would only need to wait for half a month or so. They had spent nearly three months on the road, and did not care about waiting for more than two weeks.

And there was nothing bad about this. His Majesty Void Mask was helping Heimsarah to chase Timsar. Perhaps half a month later, he would come to Gars City after having already killed the demon that had done so much evil.

As long as he was there, even if they really wanted to turn against the Riley family, everyone was fully confident in themselves. Gars City might be able to deal with the legendary strongmen and even fight with demigods, but in the face of a true God, it only could bow its head.

How could the mortals overcome God? It was, of course, useful for people to fight in a group, but there were limits to it after all.

So they settled in comfortably, and in order to disgust Sean, also moved to the most exclusive hotel in Gars City, so that the most upscale restaurants would deliver three meals a day to their rooms. Ray told them to send the bill directly to Sean's mansion, which really did pay their expenses.

It was undeniable that as a bustling city, Gars City indeed had a level of luxury that the Golden Tower City couldn't be compared with. At least in terms of living conditions, everyone was very satisfied.

Liv took the pocket money that her teacher gave her and wandered on the street every day. Although she didn't spend money at will, she still had some unexpected gains from time to time and often brought surprises to others.

This girl was an ingenious expert, and had an especially inspiring intuition. She had more than once bought something that she felt would be very useful, although she was unclear about the reason, and came back. Their values usually exceeded their prices after she inspected them.

Mrs. Teague lived plainly with little Nice. In addition to recovering from her past condition when she took adventures through training, she took care of her youngest daughter.

She knew very well that there would be a war when the mining ceremony began. It would be no surprise if corpses covered the wild and blood flowed like a river, unless His Majesty Void Mask came be back in time. Otherwise, their lives would be decided by their luck because of the strength of the three of them. So she seized these last leisurely moments and hoped she could spend more time with her little daughter. After all, if something bad really happened, little Nice was the most likely to be in danger.

Whenever she thought of this, she felt such pain in her heart that she almost wanted to withdraw, but she didn't.

'Grace and revenge must be paid back' was the motto of her life. Even if it cost a great deal, she would never give up her revenge, even if it meant she would be filled with blood and tears.

Ray took another student, Ranke, to work as an adventurer. He made good use of time and taught him as much as he knew: How to observe the situation, how to judge the war situation, how to get in a good lick and avoid evil, how to contact adventurers, how to scrutinize the details of the task, how to save yourself in battle, etc…

In the words of Steele, he simply wished he could open Ranke's head and pour all his knowledge into it, so that this boy could be reborn into an outstanding knight overnight.

"Why are you so considerate of Ranke?" she once asked privately. "That kid has limited talent and can't learn so much."

"He works very hard," Ray said with a smile, showing remembrance for his past in his eyes. "Every time I see him exhausted after training, but showing no intention of withdrawal or laziness, I remember myself."

"Oh? Was your talent this bad then?"

"…No, I was called a genius."

Steele couldn't help but smile. She put together Ray's age, the scene she had seen in his dream, and compared the information she had deliberately collected during this time. She had found Ray's true identity.

However, she did not point that out. Since Ray didn't want to say it, she wouldn't need to. This was a tacit understanding between peers.

As for herself, she came and went like a ghost. Others didn't know where she had been. It was strange that she had always amazingly maintained her human form, considering that she should have begun eating a like a mouse who fell into a rice vat after she arrived at this place full of all kinds of resources. It would not have been strange if she had become a pig at night.

In order to cover up the strange flames on the back of her hands, she put on a pair of thin black gloves. The texture was similar to silk, but they were actually a product of devil monster leather that had undergone special alchemy. They were not only very tough, but also covered the back of the hands to avoid attracting attention.

However, it was unlikely for a beautiful woman wearing black silk gloves and long black stockings to look unattractive!

As time went by, the time of the most important celebration of Gars City, the mining ceremony, was getting closer and closer.

At this time on the vast sea, Sui Xiong and Heimsarah had also been getting closer to Timsar, and Heimsarah had been able to feel the breath of the long-time enemy. They were so close that they could sense each other.

Strangely, Timsar did not move. In usual practice, because he couldn't defeat of Heimsarah, he would actively avoid fighting and confrontation with Heimsarah. But this time he did not mean to escape. He had been quietly sitting on the bottom of the sea as if waiting for the old rival to come so that they could finally settle things.

It was coincidental that the two finally met on the day of the mining ceremony.

Timsal was lying quietly on the bottom of the sea, and looked like a huge shadow. Its large body was embossed with countless crooked faces and transparent bones that were about to come out. They were souls, craving freedom because they had been killed and devoured by it in the past years. But none of them were freed. They were, without exception, pulled back by a decaying force to Timsar's body, and would never escape.

Just glancing at it briefly, Sui Xiong judged that Timsar's strength might not be as good as that of Heimsarah. But the level of strength was actually higher than that of Heimsarah.

Heimsarah could accept prayers and gather the power of some faith, which was turned into seawater and a whirlwind of supernatural power that was at the core of its soul. As time passed, it transformed little by little, blended into its soul, and allowed it to slowly advance. This approach was inefficient, because it did not really understand and use the power of faith.

But Timsar was different in that he bound the souls of fear and resentment in his body, constantly absorbed the strong emotions that they emitted, and slowly devoured and absorbed the power of beliefs contained in this feeling. This meant that he had been able to initially understand the nature of the power of faith, and found a way to take the most crucial step toward divinity.

Sui Xiong also noticed that there were many souls bound in Timsar's body, many of which issued violent resentment. This meant that they had been tied up for a long time, but had not been absorbed. This was somewhat unreasonable; according to Timshar's approach, those souls should have been absorbed by it in a short time.

Maybe absorbing the feeling of resentment and fear and turning it into faith was a skill just recently acquired by it?

The giant jellyfish narrowed his eyes, and a guess began to emerge.

Between Heimsarah and Timsar, there was no need for greetings and talks. Their only method of communication was fighting.

When the distance between the two sides was so short that they could attack each other, Heimsarah did not hesitate to mobilize his power. A golden torrent that resembled lightning cut through the darkness of the sea and directly struck the center of Timsar's shadow-like body.

His instinct told him that he hit the vital organ on his old opponent's body!

Timsar's body shuddered, and a thick ink-like smoke rose from it, and blocked the torrent. The colors of gold and black collided with each other, constantly canceled each other out, and eventually, they both disappeared together.

At this time, Heimsarah had already approached and spurred his power to send out golden flows.

For those whose strength had reached this level, all kinds of auxiliary means lost much significance. The confrontation between the two sides had been reduced to a mere elimination of power, and a fight for consumption that couldn't be any more monotonous.

This was the most common way of fighting for strongmen with some of the characteristics of a God. For them, unless they were directly hit in their center of power, even being beheaded or having one's tail cut was nothing. It didn't even need treatment.

There were only two ways of fighting at this level. Either they could dawdle slowly until the other side exhausted its energy, or they could take advantage of the opportunity to launch a blitz strike, and destroy the enemy's core with just one hit.

Heimsarah had an advantage in power and as well as a reliable helper in Sui Xiong. Therefore, he chose the most reliable and secure means to have a fight of consumption with Timsar.

Strangely enough, Timsar clearly did not have an advantage, but did not mean to flee at all. He was still quietly lying on the bottom of the sea, and continued to send out masses of black smoke that cancelled out the attacks of Heimsarah.

It seemed that it was very willing to have a fight for the war of consumption, and it was unknown what was in the mind of this monster that had done so much evil.

Perhaps it isn't thinking of anything? Sui Xiong secretly thought, watching the battle from the sidelines. The guys in the chaos camp are all a bit emotional, especially those who are extremely sinister and evil. They can be considered a bunch of creatures with mental disorders who are so stupid that people can't properly communicate with them. Timsar is absolutely a type of creature that is extremely sinister and evil, and it may not have a normal mind at all. Analyzing its actions with logic or wisdom is only hurting my head.

He calmed himself down and waited patiently aside for the end of the battle between the old opponents.

Or, he waited for an accident.

However, an accident did not appear here, but on the other side of the remote continent. It appeared in the Ashes Woods that were covered with ice and snow in the early spring; right beside those followers of Sui Xiong who were busy training and preparing for the summer's exploration.

One of the most famous monsters in the Ashes Woods, a horrible monster known as the Shadow Devil, suddenly attacked them!