Chapter 447: Lord Shoggoth…… Sylvia is asking everyone to hide deep in the castle. Although the castle itself has served as a shelter, a place that can truly guarantee safety is still needed in this most critical moment. It can also be a back road. With the cooperation of the residents of Assalon over the past few days and the help of Sylvia, the depths of the castle have been dug through to the depths of the mountain. A temporary tunnel was built, and Sylvia even went a step further and opened up the mountain, extending it directly to the other side of the mountain. This is the origin of the maze deep in the future Assalon Castle. If the Pillar Gods were to attack the castle directly, everyone would immediately flee into the mountains through the deep passages. "The light here is dim, so everyone please be careful and take good care of your children and the elderly." Sylvia's voice echoed around from time to time. Although no one actually saw the legendary pillar god, the fact that everyone gathered in a dark place for refuge was in itself stressful and unsettling. But everyone believed in Sylvia, so they all behaved themselves.
Everyone is squeezed into a limited space, so it is naturally crowded. Sylvia was looking outside with some concern, wondering how Anti was doing. Anti is mysterious and powerful, but Pillar God is the most straightforward pinnacle in this era. At this time, a soft cry was heard. Sylvia looked in the direction of the sound and saw a child who seemed to have been accidentally knocked down by someone. The ground of the temporary shelter was not complete and flat, and the child fell heavily to the ground. Sylvia approached immediately and asked, "Are you okay?" The child moved on the ground closer to Sylvia until Sylvia came to him. "Wow..." the child sobbed. Sylvia immediately reached out to mobilize the strength in her body, her brows furrowed as the pain came from her body, but fortunately others couldn't see clearly. Ok? Sylvia suddenly stopped the treatment. Because she used the power in her body that could interfere with and change external objects, when she wanted to provide treatment, she felt that the other person did not need treatment. The other person can change himself. "Ah!" Suddenly, another surprised cry was heard. Sylvia looked up and saw another identical child standing in the distance, tightly grasping the edge of the clothes that should be her mother's. She pointed at the child next to Sylvia in surprise: "Mom! There is someone who looks exactly like me over there!" Everyone around who heard the sound looked over curiously. But Sylvia felt like she was in an ice cellar. The "child" next to her grabbed Sylvia's hand and squeezed it tightly. "The genes of both parents are very ordinary, and they are completely ordinary humans. In other words, the source of this power comes from a higher level, but it is somewhat different from the pillar. This seemingly true feeling is similar to that of an innate creature..." The "child" spoke quickly, but Sylvia couldn't understand it. However, even if she didn't understand it, it didn't prevent Sylvia from realizing that there was something wrong with this "child". Something has gotten in! In a flash of black and gold, Sylvia directly ejected the "child" and reached out to calm everyone down under everyone's panicked gaze: "Everyone stay calm and wait for instructions."
Her voice was still calm and her face was serious. "Miss, I am very interested in you. It would be a waste to hand you over to that bastard outside. I am not interested in the people behind you, so don't worry about them." The "child" said to Sylvia this time. As he spoke, asphalt-colored waves appeared on his skin, and green eyes opened on his face, forming and disintegrating. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Nafle. Lord Shoggoth. I'm preparing to do something big recently. I happened to pass by here and heard some news, so I came to visit." The "child", or to be more precise, some kind of monster disguised as a child said. Shoggoth? Sylvia had heard of it. It was a strange black, amorphous creature. Ordinary Shoggoths could make various changes to the edges and ends of their bodies. The more powerful lords could even make changes to their entire bodies. In Shuman's opinion, this race has its merits, but it is not that outstanding among the alien races that possess special powers. It just looks a little scary. Even their lords can only imitate their appearance but cannot imitate the true essence and special powers of other alien races. There's nothing special about it except its strange form. As long as you're careful and aware and don't get stuck, it's just a stronger beast. According to this standard, Sylvia doesn't need to be nervous at all. She has dealt with many more powerful alien invasions, and stronger beasts are nothing special. However, her intuition told her that there was something very wrong with the Shoggoth Lord in front of her. "what are you up to?" "Your power does not come from yourself, but is provided by the two children in your womb to support you. Moreover, your quality as a temporary carrier of power is too poor. You even made yourself look like this...tsk tsk." Nafley looked at Sylvia, his eyes flashing green all over his body. "Give me your child. I can help you remove the fetus easily and save you from death. After studying the source of that power, I can help you raise them or return them to you. What do you think..." "roll!" An angry shout stopped Nafley from speaking excitedly. Sylvia, who had always been beautiful, dignified and kind to others, showed such anger for the first time. It surprised everyone present. But compared to this, they cared more about the fact that Sylvia would die. "Ah~ Sorry, just absorbing the flesh really can't make me fully experience the things called emotions of your race. This kind of thing has no more effect except making me feel that it tastes good. Let me think, is this the thing called 'love'?" Naflai looked at Sylvia's angry expression and an ugly and twisted smile appeared on his face. Guji... Guji... Suddenly, there was a sound of a large amount of mucus wriggling around. The pitch-black gelatinous substance spread out from every corner and crack. Sylvia looked around warily: "Are they all Shoggoths?" "Right, but also wrong." Nafley clapped her hands gently. "They are Shoggoths, and they are also me." Naflai then added: "To be honest, I feel a little uncomfortable now. After all, after eating so much, I found that the stupidity of these inferiors of the same race is beyond my imagination. I am looking for something that can stabilize my "stomach". Maybe your child can help me do this, although I am more optimistic about the pillar." Sylvia had cold sweat running down her cheeks. Chasing the Shoggoth Lord who became a pillar? "If you don't want to, then I can only follow my habit. All the living things here can be regarded as snacks." In addition to its eyes, Nafle also has many suction-like mouthparts, sharp teeth, and a black tongue that extends like a tentacle. (End of this chapter)