No Survivors! (Continued)

In the midst of the chaos, he made a decision that even he himself found hard to believe.

He used the tools at hand to pierce his own eardrum!

The pain, which was almost directly stimulating his brain, brought him a moment of clarity, and his face instantly contorted into a grimace.

"Tick-tock..."

It dripped onto the ground.

Malitus thought this would help him calm down.

But the eerie whispers still echoed in his ears from time to time.

It stimulated his brain.

Among everyone, Malitus seemed to be possessed, twisting his body.

But not a single sound was made.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, he somehow managed to reach the door.

Maria, who was originally the guardian, has disappeared, and everyone else is asleep.

In other words, if Malitus wanted to open the door and let those monsters in, no one would stop him!

Should we open it?

Malitus's body was trembling.

He didn't know what was wrong with him; he could only feel that his consciousness and body were being controlled by two different people.

The moment a promise flashes through his mind, his body draws ever closer to the door.

There was no physical pain, but the tearing and pulling sensation was far more intense than any physical injury, making his consciousness increasingly blurred.

In just a moment of relaxation, his body had already made its decision.

"Click..."

A barely audible sound came from behind him; he opened the door...

"Waaah..."

The cold air from outside instantly hit Malitus's face, allowing him to regain control of his body.

He instinctively took a few steps back, his face filled with terror, as if he couldn't believe what he had done.

But what surprised him even more was that after he took these actions, there was no monster invasion or attack as he had imagined.

Conversely, outside, those strange life forms radiating blue light were waiting in orderly rows for something.

"Is this... waiting for me?"

Malitus murmured, a look of disbelief on his face.

But after waiting for a while and finding that the other party did not attack, a fanaticism gradually appeared on his face.

He mustered his courage and cautiously stepped out of the room.

As he appeared, the strange Seaborn at the entrance began to retreat slightly.

Leave some distance between them and Malitus.

At the same time, a separate road also emerged.

This extraordinary sight brought Malitus not only astonishment but also a strong sense of excitement at discovering something new.

They initially thought it was just some undiscovered swarm of creatures, but now it seems things are far more complex than that!

At this moment, the most important thing he should do is immediately turn back to his companions, analyze the current situation, and make a plan.

But at that moment, he only glanced back at the original campsite.

Their gazes, especially, fell upon Heratia was not far away.

He knew that even if he did manage to do that, for safety reasons, Heratia would absolutely not allow him to continue his research in depth.

In other words...

"Tsk..."

With his fist slightly clenched, Malitus remained silent for a moment before making his decision.

At once...

I'm just going to take a look.

Just for a moment...

Maybe... I can discover something?

Malitus comforted himself, and step by step, he walked into the darkness through the passage formed by the Seaborn...

Before long, he arrived at the end of the road.

Here, the giant, bluish tree still stands quietly.

It swayed slightly, its branches fluttering like ribbons...

After Malitus appeared, it shook a few times, and a path made of tree branches appeared in front of Malitus.

"Gurgle..."

Malitus swallowed hard and carefully stepped onto the branch that was wide and somewhat frightening to him, until he reached the edge of the trunk, which was almost too big to see.

Beside him, those blue Seaborn had already blocked his retreat.

Malitus knew he didn't have many options left.

He could only grit his teeth and carefully reach out, trying to place it on the smooth tree trunk...

Then...

The hallucination from my dream has occurred again!

"Woo!"

Unable to bear the pain, Malitus collapsed to his knees!

The image of civilization's destruction flashed through his mind once again!

Originally intended to inform survivors of other civilizations what had happened here, it has now become Malitus's nightmare.

The intense memories and the emotions preserved within them made it increasingly difficult for him to control his body.

He instinctively pulled his hand back, trying to calm himself down.

But the surrounding Seaborn became restless.

Its bizarre segmented limbs trembled, emitting a chilling hissing sound.

It seemed to be urging Malitus to continue reaching out.

And Malitus did just that.

Amidst the repeated struggles of his body and the excruciating pain of his mind being sawed apart, a blurry image flashed through his mind...

That was a...

A terrifying, malevolent figure!

It was Him! He destroyed the entire Precursor Civilization!

"This... this is... this is what you wanted to tell me?"

Lying prostrate on the ground, Malitus gasped for breath, his lips trembling, and his eyes shaking more and more.

Even from glimpses of memories gleaned from others, Malitus felt an intense fear taking root within him!

Nausea, discomfort... these are not enough to describe the physical and psychological discomfort Malitus experienced upon seeing that thing.

He could only proclaim his fear through constant trembling.

What made him even more desperate was that, at the very end of his memory, the monster hadn't left!

He remains above Terra, threatening to destroy all these nascent civilizations on land at any moment!

No...

Absolutely not!

Malitus's eyes widened.

He was breathing heavily, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

He began racking his brains, trying to find a way to continue the civilization from the memories of the Precursor Civilization!

But...

No...

There isn't one anywhere!

Even a powerful Precursor Civilization was utterly powerless against that incomparably terrifying Great Beast!

They were still treated like ants, wantonly slaughtered by that monster.

And the Aegir that grew from the corpses of the Precursor Civilization was even less likely to fight against it.

The only way...

There's only one!

"Flesh and blood cannot escape His slaughter..."

Malitus murmured, looking up at the enormous plant before him.

He murmured to himself as he watched the colorful ribbons fluttering in the breeze.

"The only way is through ascension..."

"Squeak..."

"Hiss..."

Like a quiz with prizes, all the Seaborn stirred up after Malitus gave the answer it needed.

They constantly emit whispers, conveying their consciousness.

This is the only solution...

Malitus watched all this with murmurs, his expression gradually shifting from confusion to determination.

He hesitated for a long time before slowly climbing up from the tree branch, his body trembling.

At this moment, the Seaborn on the sidelines began to tear at each other.

Before long, a piece of flesh and blood, radiating dazzling patterns, was pushed to Malitus's feet.

Malitus stared at the flesh and blood, his face silent, but his body firmly gripping it.

He realized that he might not be able to persuade his compatriots on his own.

Some things are simply not meant to be shared with others.

"If this is the only way."

His face was grave as he stared at the still-pulsating flesh and blood. After a moment of struggle, he decisively opened his mouth.

Then...

Take a bite!

Swallow it!

Aggressive genes began to surge through his body, changing everything about him.

And all his actions were observed by Maria, who was not far away.

His eyes remained completely expressionless...

"Everyone... no one's fallen behind, right?"

"No."

A chorus of voices rang out, and everyone quietly lined up in a queue so that Heratia could inspect them.