156: Chapter 156: The Bottomless Abyss of Olympus 156: Chapter 156: The Bottomless Abyss of Olympus Something worse than finding a worm in an apple is eating half the apple only to find half a worm.
Aboard the ship, there were not only Elemental Bodies prepared for Possession but also all sorts of monstrous creatures.
How incredibly lively this is!
Walking down the rust-streaked corridors, stepping over puddles of blood on the floor, Li Mumu’s face was ashen.
The threat of the Bloodthirsty Hound to her was far greater than these sluggish Elemental Bodies.
Though named “hound,” it was actually a monster transformed from a living human, their skin peeled off and their bones grown out of the body, forcibly twisted into the shape of a wild beast.
The Bone Spurs shooting from their tails and their fangs were wrapped in the spite from Hell, allowing their prey to feel all the pain they had suffered.
Li Mumu and Wendy had once encountered a Bloodthirsty Hound in their childhood and paid a great price to deal with it.
But it wasn’t just the Bloodthirsty Hounds that were troublesome—it was their masters too.
Where there was a Bloodthirsty Hound, there would be a Throne Knight.
Securing a piece of Hell Fragment by passing the test of the Yellowstone Throne, in a way, was almost like becoming a lesser version of a Lord of Hell.
That was not something Li Mumu could handle now.
So, upon seeing the information displayed on the laptop, Li Mumu decisively chose to flee.
The ship was large, with enough space to maneuver around the Throne Knight.
If there was only one Throne Knight on board.
It turned out she was too naïve.
If you see a cockroach in the kitchen, it means there are twenty thousand hiding where you can’t see.
The entire deck below on the Olympus had become a vast labyrinth.
The corridors crisscrossed each other, disorienting anyone who entered.
This was commonly known as a “ghost hitting the wall.”
Someone had cast a magic spell in the lower hold, folding up the space not to ward off outsiders, but to restrict the movements of the creatures inside.
Demons… no, rather, creatures more indescribable and terrifying than demons.
They looked human, in a broad sense of the word, but differed greatly in the details.
Humans should have facial features, and so did they, but not necessarily all on the face.
Humans should have two arms and two legs, and so did they, but not necessarily symmetrically positioned.
They hid in rooms, bodies twisted, clinging and biting each other.
They gathered in groups, conversed loudly in non-human languages, and laughed wildly.
They perched on the ceilings, hid in bathrooms, seemingly omnipresent.
Yet, when you deliberately searched for them, they were nowhere to be seen.
It’s no exaggeration to say that Li Mumu, in her current state, walked in this world of demons and monsters without seeming out of place at all, even inconspicuous.
Where did all these bizarre and splendid creatures come from…
No, no, no, that’s not right.
Navigating through this bizarre world, Li Mumu tried to calm down and kickstart her brain into thinking.
When you realize all the cars opposite you are driving in the wrong direction, you shouldn’t keep going.
At the very least, you should pull over and carefully check the road signs.
Many things in this world that seem bizarre, ridiculous, and absurd might not really be any of those; it could be that you just don’t understand the true nature of the matter.
The manpower cost of transporting such a shipload of monstrous creatures across the Pacific… without calculating, you know it’s not something a normal person would do.
So, is there a possibility that my perspective is the problem?
As Li Mumu thought, she moved forward, skillfully dodging a hand that suddenly reached out from the side, but this evasive action accidentally made her touch the adjacent wall.
The wall, as if made of paper, burst open with a huge crack from her touch.
Behind that wall, in a pitch-dark room, clusters of round eyes gathered close to the crack, scrutinizing Li Mumu with greedy and merciless gazes.
Li Mumu turned her head and glared back.
Dozens of round eyes burst instantly, emitting a sound like a whole box of firecrackers dropping to the ground, as juice splattered all around.
Even so, it couldn’t stop other prying eyes.
They seemed to not understand fear at all.
Li Mumu no longer knew which corner she had turned; with her limited knowledge of magic, she was only aware of the labyrinth’s magic but had no way to solve it.
She had just scoffed at the Miasma Giants as brainless Elemental Bodies, but now she realized she was not much better.
Knowledge, damned knowledge…
Her head was growing more painful.
In front of her, someone was waving at her.
Li Mumu instinctively tightened her grip on the surgical knife.
It was a tall, thin silhouette, cloaked in a thick cape, unrecognizable in feature, but judging by the shape, it seemed to be a young girl.
Li Mumu sensed a familiar feeling from her.
“Wendy?”
She tried calling out, not knowing if the other party could hear her voice.
The figure seemed to understand her situation and did not rashly approach, but instead raised a hand, motioning her to follow.
Li Mumu complied smoothly.
Although without any evidence, she trusted her intuition that the person before her was indeed Wendy.
This was a rapport and trust built over ten years.
The two of them turned left and right, walking deeper and into darker paths, but those indescribable monsters and the noisy chaos also grew less numerous.
Ahead, it became hotter and hotter.
Just as Li Mumu thought she was about to have a sauna, the person ahead stopped her steps and pushed open a door beside her.
A wave of intense heat rushed toward her.
What does this mean?
Li Mumu didn’t quite understand; was she meant to go in?
Are you trying to roast me into human jerky?
As she entertained these wild thoughts, the glint of a blade flashed before her eyes.
A head fell to the ground.
Li Mumu fell down, staring in shock as the tall, thin figure put down the large scythe, squatted down, and took the notebook from her hands.
Ah, right!
The notebook, how could I forget the notebook?
What was I thinking?
Why didn’t I look at it just now?
Who am I…
Who was I again?
Li Mumu’s consciousness slowly faded, and she finally saw the true face hidden beneath the cloak of the tall, thin figure.
It was not a human at all, but some kind of massive and bloated monster.
The human form was just her external disguise, like the lure on the head of an anglerfish, a bait to catch prey.
In a daze, she faintly heard Wendy’s voice.
“In the name of Freud, herein, the loan agreement is established…”