A flower blossomed at the muzzle of the gun, and black flames engulfed the statue.
The voice in the void became hoarse and crazy, screaming crazily: "You! How dare you!"
"This is, this is the statue of Poseidon!" Its voice was full of disbelief.
"It's just an illusion created by someone you don't know. Keeping it is a blasphemy to Poseidon!" Austin was true to his word. He knocked off the "blasphemous" hat with his backhand and put it back. "How dare you, a monster, to shape a statue of Poseidon at will! How audacious!"
While the two were cursing, the statue had turned into a sea anemone. The cowhide scroll opened in front of it was shaking violently, and streams of foul-smelling red liquid emerged from it.
At the same time, the furnishings in the prayer room began to melt, and the walls and floor began to tremble and gradually lose their previous color.
"I don't know how you did it, but you were ten thousand years too early to trap me!" Austin laughed and mocked.
"You guy, you are so disrespectful to the gods, you deserve death!"
The walls and floor of the prayer room began to move, and the decoration above melted into a pool of disgusting pus, revealing the purple-red biological tissue behind it. The floor began to squirm and divide, and finally turned into slender tongues.
The ceiling became lower and lower, and circles of saw teeth sprouted from the ceiling - the monster was chewing, trying to chew this guy up and swallow it.
"Have you shown your true colors?" Austin sneered, "Let me see who you are! Beowulf, please!"
Black mist surrounded him, condensing into black crystals at the severed limbs, and sharp blades extended from his arms.
Beowulf moved his neck and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that even I was deceived. It's really ridiculous."
After saying that, he stood up, waved his arms, and frantically cut the exposed biological tissue.
This monster is not a vegetarian either. Beowulf cut off a piece and it was replaced with wriggling tissue the next second.
"Hahahahaha, give up, you will become nourishment after all, mortal."
Seeing this scene, Beowulf didn't bother to waste his efforts here, and simply rushed towards the door entering the prayer room.
At this time, the wooden door had turned into two rows of white teeth, which were tightly closed, leaving no chance of escape.
But times have changed. Now Beowulf not only has cold weapons. Under the guidance of Austin, he took out the ultimate method that he had never dared to use - a bomb made by Henry, and the last time he defeated the accordion player Kaka. are the same model.
The bomb was activated as soon as it was taken out. Beowulf wrapped his whole body in black crystals, dug a hole in the monster's tissue and lay down in it.
"Times have changed, son of a bitch," Austin taunted.
Countless rays of white light burst out from the dark projectile, followed by an earth-shattering loud noise. The entire cavity of the monster was filled with white light. The white beam of light was like a sharp sword, drawing deep scars on the flesh wall. .
The bomb exploded completely, even Beowulf, who was hiding in the meat ball, was also affected. He could only continue to activate the black mist to replenish the damaged crystals.
The explosion didn't last long, and after the white light dissipated, only a mess was left.
The original chamber has now been opened with a skylight, and the flesh wall is still squirming, but the wound has become necrotic and cannot be repaired at all. A dazzling white light shines in from the outside, making it difficult to see where it is.
Beowulf opened a wound, jumped out of the chamber, and found a pure white world outside.
There is nothing here, only white light filling the entire space.
Looking back, a mass of purple-red irregular flesh and blood was squirming in the pure white world, which looked very dazzling, like a tumor growing on a healthy body.
The voice never appeared again, and it seemed that it had been severely damaged.
"What is this place?" Austin murmured.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of waves echoed around him, and the dazzling white light gradually extinguished and turned into substance, solidifying into a dark blue throne.
The surface of the throne seems to be made of water and waves. It makes waves and ripples at the same time.
Austin was startled and subconsciously looked at the figure sitting in the throne.
It was a strong man with the head of an octopus.
Poseidon, Miles.
The moment he saw Him, Austin's brain went blank, and his eyes quickly became bloodshot. Fortunately, Beowulf, who controlled his body, lowered his head in time, otherwise the eyes would be gone.
[Is this the divine domain of Poseidon? ] Doug, who had not spoken for a long time, opened his mouth and let out a sigh.
"It should be, but it doesn't feel right," Austin said.
Beowulf looked back at the slowly squirming mass of flesh and said in a solemn tone: "This place is 'sick'. If it were a normal divine realm, there would be no room for such a thing."
"And Lord Poseidon didn't react at all. His power is also a bit weak." Beowulf pointed to his eyes, "If it's normal, just look at him, let alone his eyes, even his head will explode."
[Perhaps it’s because the righteous gods are all asleep. ]
Austin was a little confused: "But the bishop of Dofrela claimed that Poseidon was about to awaken, and he also held many ceremonies secretly."
[Who knows what kind of evil god his evil rituals are trying to awaken. ]
While several people were talking, the sound of the waves became louder and louder, and Beowulf suddenly felt that he was being squeezed and repelled by something.
"The Divine Realm is rejecting us, and we are probably going to leave."
Before he finished speaking, white light rose around him again. Austin felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness.
I don't know how long it took before Austin opened his eyes faintly, with a splitting headache and a feeling of emptiness in his left arm and leg.
There was the popping sound of burning wood in my ears, and I turned my head with great effort, and saw Martin and Maffey sitting by the fire.
"Ah, wake up!" Ma Fei happened to look over and looked at Austin. He was stunned for a few seconds and then shouted excitedly.
Martin also turned around and looked at Austin with concern: "Captain, are you okay? The injury is so serious. The fog outside just cleared a little, and Henry went to the ship to get things."
Austin didn't speak. He couldn't tell whether he was still in an illusion.
With difficulty, he stretched out his right hand and touched the badge on his collar. In a flash, he arrived at the river.
Sitting up and looking at his long-lost left arm and leg, Austin sighed.
This is an illusion created by Lysa with the help of Poseidon's power. She said before that she would not be affected by other things here.
After waiting for a while, perhaps sensing his arrival, Lesa also woke up beside her.
"What's wrong?" she asked simply and clearly.
Austin sighed and smiled helplessly: "I'm in the Gargoyle Atoll now. I don't know if I'm trapped in an illusion. If you're here too, try to find me."
Although he really didn't want to, at this point it was better to seek help from the sidelines.
