Transtor: der Transtions

  --------

  Could it be that the creatures that attacked them were like this?

  At that moment, everyone fell silent, all of them realizing the problem.

  "Heh," the silence was broken by a light-hearted ugh. Following the sound, everyone saw the handsome face of the young master. He looked at the creature visible on the door and shrugged, saying, "No one really believes such a this, right?"

  "Everything in this mission is something that really happe some point in the past, and everything that appears here be traced back to its sour the real world. You’re all not newers; you should know whether I’m right ," the young master said. "Moreover, the biological structure and form of this creature clearly don’t align with reality. This pce…”

  He looked around and tinued, "This should be a pce like a church or a pce for priests to perform rituals. Undoubtedly, it was man-made, and the people who built it must have been a human group that has lived by the sea for a long time."

  "In the long history, the aors survived by the mountains or the sea. For the indigenous people here, the o was their means of survival."

  "Whech was good, everyone survived; when it was bad, they had to endure hunger."

  "Over time, they iably developed a distorted reverence for the sea, even for the mysterious deep sea."

  "In their imagination, natural disasters, bad weather, shipwrecks, and other ominous events were all attributed to the anger of the o, which was anthropomorphized and giveions."

  "Because people needed somethiraordinarily powerful to embody their worship," he calmly added, "more precisely, to embody their fear and awe!"

  "The oldest and stro emotion in humans is fear, and the oldest and most intense fear es from the unknown."

  "The o, the deep sea, is one of the few unknowns on this p."

  "This is why they built this structure. They must have performed rituals here to worship the sea god, praying for a safe return and a bountiful catch."

  His speech, which felt almost like a lecture, seemed to have a hypnotic effect. His elegant and natural tone, like a beam of light, tore through the fear everyone had of this unknowure.

  After all, when dealing with ghosts, one fulfill their wishes, such as vengeance or escape, to end the mission.

  But if such a strange creature appeared in the mission, like the one on this door, there was nothing they could do but wait to die.

  This creature should o in the imagination of s or in mythological stories.

  Gradually, someone opeheir mouth. It was the little girl who hadn’t spoken much. She looked at the young master and said slowly, "So you mean this thing does, but was just imagined by the people who lived here to express some kind of wish?"

  When she said the st few words, her eyes subtly g the silent woman hiding in the shadows.

  The woman was sitting there quietly, like a statue.

  "That’s right," the young master nodded. "It’s simir to the totems that evolved in early hunting tribes, mostly taken from things they couldn’t quer—wind, fire, lightning," he paused, adding, "and fierimals like lions, tigers, and wolves."

  The young master's words shifted everyohinking. Several subtle gnces began to size up the silent woman. Was what she said really true? Or had everything been fabricated by her for some reason?

  Although the logic seemed self-sistent at first, upon deeper iigation, the holes iory were gring. The time, pce, people, as were unclear, and even the enters were vague, based only on a baffling rec.

  And the woman cimed that for fidentiality reasons, she couldn't provide details.

  Of course, her current expnation was that she had fotten.

  Maybe she hadn’t fotten at all; perhaps everything was fake!

  She might have been trying to lead everyoo a misception.

  There was no shipwreck, and she wasn’t a member of a secret anization. She was just a poor soul trying to survive in the nightmare of the mission.

  After all, this pce was a nightmare, a pce that devours people whole.

  At the first enter, she had insisted that everyone leave immediately, before they had even explored the terrain or entered any crises.

  This would have been unimaginable in previous missions.

  And she said she had been here before. If that was the case, she certainly wouldn’t have overlooked such a spicuous building that resembled a church. A preliminary search of the building would surely have led to the discovery of the stone door.

  Yet, before finding the stone door, she had shown no familiarity with the pce. The stone door had been found by the others through searg.

  Some eveed that she might be crazy, a newer who was frightened by the suddenness of everything in the nightmare world and had gone mad, speaking wild nonseerward.

  A flood of information, true or false, or shrouded in mystery, was quickly ied into everyone's minds, and they o make a decision.

  The young master gnced sideways and noticed Jiang g whispering to the fatty, his face showing no sign of ay or thought.

  Oher hand, the fatty seemed overwhelmed by the barrage of information, his mind barely able to process it.

  He couldn’t afford to be distracted. His primary focus was the silent woman. He didn’t o reveal everything; just pnting a seed would be enough.

  "Doctor," the fatty’s eyes widened, swallowing nervously, and whispered, "Are you saying that everything this handsome man said earlier was a lie?"

  "Is it to provoke… no, to manipute that old woman and the team, f her to reveal everything?"

  "Tsk," Jiang g shot a disapproving g the fatty, clearly displeased by his inappropriate ent, but after a moment, he squinted and expined, "That’s more or less the idea, but it’s unrealistiake her spill everything. Whatever she reveals is fi least it should make everyone feel enough doubt about her."

  "So," the fatty’s rge body began to tremble, his gaze shifting toward the stone door, "that thing up there, does it really exist?"

  Jiang g also looked at the stone door but didn’t directly ahe fatty’s question. He simply said faintly, "At the time, we hadn’t discovered this door yet."

  The fatty blinked in fusion and then froze, his face darkening.

  The doctor was right. At that time, they hadn’t discovered the door yet, let alohe mysterious creature on it.

  So, how did the woman know there was something in the sea, and how did she fabricate the story of being attacked by an unknowure in the sea?

  (End of the Chapter)

  ---Read (NS) ahead on (pa treon . / derTL) – Chapter 266.Early access starts at 1. Your support keeps this going!

  1 for this novel, or two novels for just 5, RDC/FF/MF Tiers. ;)

  Transted 4 Series, 1.65K+ Chapters and 2.01M+ Words.