King of Shadows

Despite the sunrise, no one walked the streets. All I could see out the window was the view of the desolate town. The faint fog surrounding the village also added strength to the desolation.

A town where everything seems to stop. There's an old man living in it. Kedum, who felt a sense of camouflage, swallowed dry water. The word church was also strange. Kedum. The place where he fell was the forest. It was a dense foggy forest that was invisible for an inch.

Outside the window, there were buildings that were different from Earth's architecture. Even the extension of the forest was fine. Kedum, who realized he was still in the heterotopia, developed a thought force.

I needed information, not luck, to move him in a foggy forest that I could never see. To put it simply, I couldn't create this situation unless someone knew the location of the village.

A town with secrets. Suspicious elderly and missing colleagues. Kedum looks up at Harley with an unknown anxiety. Unfortunately, the old man was also the only one who could answer his questions. Kedum wishes his intuition to slip away with a trembling voice.

"Where are my colleagues?"

"Your colleagues?"

"You didn't have any colleagues with you? They're all in one uniform, so it's easy to notice. Let's see, this is exactly what I'm wearing."

Kedum reaches out to Harley with her clothes on. Holly smiles, touching the cloth with a golden curtain in black. It's because the ants appeared in town for a while yesterday.

"Ah, the 'people'. Don't worry. They're somewhere else."

Harley tapped Kedum on the shoulder with a smile that made the seer unable to protest. The cold hand touches his shoulder, and Kedum is reluctant. I hated humans, but at least I didn't see them as hateful. Cadum's first thought came out of his mouth, questioning Harley, who was vaguely speaking but not clearly.

"Are you a pioneer?"

Holly frowns at Kedum's senseless remarks. It was such a disdainful word that it could not be said that it came from the mouth of its own kind. Holly looks at herself and wants to scold Kedum, who is a pioneer, but soon realizes that Kedum is a clan that has learned nothing. Then she turns to a trick that will enlighten him.

"I'm not a pioneer. I mean, you and me, deep ones. Servants who serve the true gods and receive little blessings beneath them."

"I think you're mistaken."

"What did I say wrong?"

"I used to be a pioneer's blood. These are not beings deep in what you say they are."

To Kedum, who had lived in the world with a business card called Pioneer II, Harley's words were nonsense. He could not accept the logic without evidence or evidence.

But as soon as she heard Kedum's words, she hardened her face.

"Not good, not good. Strange that you don't know who you are because of the time of the world... Perhaps you want more than just diluted and diluted minds over generations. So I'm going to teach you your essence in particular. Thank you. Few of my clans have received this blessing."

The stench of the swamp begins to rise from Harley's hands. As Harley's hands drenched, Kedum woke up feeling an ideal. Thought was already prepared. Kedum did not hesitate, and used a circulation . Thousands of drops of water form in the air and shoot towards Harley.

The opponent is a frail old man. Kedum is filled with confidence that he can defeat Harley. But it was entirely his illusion. Despite being struck by a drop of steel comparable to a ball of iron, Holly grabbed Kedum by the neck with an unhurt face.

"Queek."

"Vibrant. Not bad. It means I can be a devoted believer for Him wholeheartedly. It's better than not being active."

He struggles to get out of Kedum's clutches, but he doesn't budge. It was Halley who had reduced the size of Bourne to live in the village, but his strength was nowhere to be found even as a human being.

"You are now one of us. It has the ability to swim infinitely across vast oceans and reach the deepest depths of the ocean. There are only a handful of absolutes who can summon death to you since you are neither fed nor aged. How to use it is your choice."

"Aaahhhh!!"

Kedum can't help but watch Harley's index finger pierce through his temple. Harley's power was beyond his perception. Even the screaming, struggling colleagues were absent to help him.

"You don't feel like you've been scattered over time, but..."

I can feel the water coming into my head. Cadum grabs hold of Harley's wrist and squeezes her as she chokes and becomes unable to move. Following the pioneer's blood, his body transcended the abilities of an adult man, but Harley's wrist was not frozen.

"... we are one."

Strong commands - brainwashing - creep into Kedum's head with a gruesome word. Kedum is crushed by a shock so intense that the gills convulse.

There were three commands dug into his head. Confidentiality about the secret to the great old being. Pledge of allegiance to be his servant for life. He was determined to strive for the prosperity of his people.

"Welcome to the Esoteric Order of Dagon. I look forward to seeing you as a loyal servant in the future."

As Kedum fainted, he felt anxious that Harley's words would actually come true.

- 120.

Kedum was going through a dramatic change. It was as if the protagonist of the story had changed, and he cried out as if the sky and earth had been hit with an upside down shock and aftermath. Harley's blessing was like a curse to him.

"... this is me?"

Kedum's skin became covered with scales that glowed green. The face completely deviated from the human form, and the limb was replaced with a watering fork for water.

Kedum, who saw his completely different body, was stunned. It was just like the shape of a giant fisherman I had once seen. Then Kedum, who had directly understood the meaning of what Harley had said, cried out.

Kedum was struck by the fact that there was such a possibility lurking within him. He was not a pioneer II. It was just a monster with an ugly appearance.

In the chaos, the chaos, and the cries, it took Kedum only a day to adapt to the new body. A robust body was forcibly stopping the collapse of the mind.

So Kedum returned to the deep ones, gaining a 'unique skill'. It was an ability called the "cognitive assembly." It was literally the ability to access the collective mindset of the people.

There were a lot of deep circles exchanging. He was able to communicate at no cost to his fellow countrymen without restriction of place and time. The idea that he was using 'Telepathy' as a racial unit gave him goosebumps without his knowledge. The deep circles were so closely connected that they could be called massive clusters.

There were insufficient number of creatures that could easily defeat skilled hunters, so they possessed specialized abilities in collective warfare and conflict. When these beings went out into the world, the destruction of mankind was like a predetermined end.

Kedum approached a group of cognitive consciousness to quickly rescue his colleagues and find clues to the outside world. I feel nauseous because I'm not used to the feeling of running around in my head, but Kedum bites his molars tightly.

Records and information that is updated every second. Kedum's connection to the 'gathering of cognitive consciousness', like watching the rising tide, overheard the Deep Circles' conversation.

How much time has passed. Kedum was able to obtain some useful information. It was that two days later, a feast was held for the great, old existence.

A great old being. As the unknown word came out, Kedum hurriedly rushed through the ritual assembly. And not long after, I couldn't keep my mouth shut about the fact that it was a term for cosmic identity. To be precise, I was so frustrated and unclear as to how to react.

But I can't think of a problem that won't be solved. The problem of transcendent existence was that Kedum put it in one corner of his head and went into another conversation to obtain information.

Hearing that Harley was the Archbishop of the Secret Church, Kedum realized how Harley had been able to exert so much power and power. Even though they were in charge of everything, it was no exaggeration.

Kedum listens to the many conversations of his people as he moves about the ritual. As he felt as if he was participating in the conversation, Kedum gradually gained information.

The effectiveness of the cognitive assembly was great. Just by staying still, we were able to share information that many individuals experienced and encountered in real time.

Due to the nature of the cognitive collective, Kedum also had to intervene and give some information, but did not mind. It was because giant fishermen preferred simple, clear conversations that they did not want to connect with Kedum, who had complex and disorganized thoughts.

Kedum, accustomed to the flood of information, heads a little deeper. It was because I wanted to see a discreet and discreet record, not everyday conversations or simple information.

Soon thereafter, Kedum reaches the realm of the Deep Circles. What are their final objectives that are closed? Kedum reads the objective, focusing on consciousness. Surprisingly, their goal was to conquer the Earth.

It was an absurd ambition, but Kedum could not laugh.

It was because there were insufficient number of beings that could easily defeat skilled hunters, so it was thought that those with specialized abilities in collective warfare and conflict would not be impossible to conquer the earth.

Of course, the power of the precursor kingdom of Hyler continent could compete with the Deep Ones, but there would be enough bleeding. Kedum, who had recovered a lot of information in the sea of consciousness, finally reached the unread realm.

"There is."

Seeking the information you wanted, Heman Kedum realized where Nemesis' guild members were being held. Kedum, who had escaped the gathering of cognitive consciousness, immediately returned to reality. He stares out the window at the pier, which looks embarrassing.

He had two options. One was really an option to live among them, and the other was an option to save colleagues and escape into the outside world.

Kedum, who asked himself a question, stood up without hesitation. Then I took a step. Where he was headed was the underwater city of Yansray, beyond the Devil's Sandlass-Black Sand.

/121

Lindsey was accustomed to the smell of the strange atmosphere and humidity of the underwater caves and looked around. The members of the Nemesis Guild were in different solitary confinement rooms, so no one was there for her.

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