novelonline Chapter 4165 The Birth of Something
Chapter 4165 The Birth of Something
Chapter 4165 The Birth of Something
"Get ready."
After the lid was closed, Shad summoned moonlight to illuminate the small space. He and Gina were facing each other, but he could hardly see the pores on Gina's face—the dragon girl's skin was very good.
Gina, of course, saw that Shad was looking at her face. She was a little embarrassed, but she still joined everyone in casting a spell to protect the coffin.
Miss Ferrenanna's doll was quite small, so it squeezed between Shad and Gina. The cat, on the other hand, had been turned into a toy, and Shad hoped it wouldn't cause any more trouble at a time like this.
"set off!"
The coffin, which had been resting beside the blood pool, plummeted into it. Below it wasn't a pipe, but an endless sea of blood. Therefore, the coffin didn't touch anything solid upon impact, spinning continuously as it fell. It took Miss Feliananna quite some time to control it, finally bringing it to a stable levitation within the sea of blood.
The four people in the coffin then suffered a terrible misfortune. They bumped into each other, and Shad's nose collided with Gina's nose several times. The two almost kissed in the swaying. Shad felt as if his mouth had actually touched Gina's cheek.
The pink dragon girl was both embarrassed and angry in a daze. She was embarrassed because of her repeated touches with Shad, and angry because of her other companion:
"Linole! Don't hug my tail!"
"But I can't calm myself down, Mrs. Gustav, hold me!"
In short, once the coffin had stabilized somewhat, Shad and Gina practically embraced each other. The witches of the Fifth Age were quite courageous; Gina seized the opportunity during the final tremor to kiss Shad on the cheek, then cried out before Shad could react:
"Everyone, quickly check if there are any leaks!"
"Gina is funny, isn't she?"
The doll on Xia De's chest smiled and asked Xia De a question, and the Dragon Girl's ears immediately turned red.
The coffin barely shook as it "sailed" forward through the boundless sea of blood, but the people inside could tell from the loudness of their cries that they were indeed tracking the fourth furnace.
The journey was not as dangerous as imagined. Under the protection of many protective spells, the seemingly ordinary metal coffin did not allow the bloody liquid from the outside to affect the people inside.
The four people huddled together exchanged a few words at first, but soon fell silent, quietly awaiting the final moment. However, not everyone was idle. Gina stared at Shad's face in the moonlight, then kissed him. After they separated, she winked at Shad, roughly meaning that it felt good.
Perhaps only a dozen seconds had passed, or perhaps several tens of minutes, before the doll spoke softly:
"found it."
The feeling of the coffin rising rapidly was particularly noticeable at this moment, but soon the rising sensation was accompanied by turbulence, and then the entire coffin began to spin again.
Clang~
Just as everyone felt the coffin finally detach from the liquid, the coffin, having endured too much pressure, finally disintegrated. The people huddled together were all thrown out, but fortunately, when they stood up, they found that they were not far apart from each other.
"here it is"
Beneath their feet lay a pool of crimson liquid, barely deep enough to submerge their shoes. A thin red mist hung in the air, and the air was thick with a pungent, fishy stench. Looking up, they could see no height above them.
Looking around, the view was equally endless, with only liquid clinging to the flat ground, stretching out into the distance.
"This place looks just like the [Creation Room]."
As Shad thought to himself, Miss Bradley looked at the ground:
"Where did we come from? There are no depressions or holes in the ground around here."
No one could answer the question, yet they all guessed that they had risen from the shallow liquid beneath their feet. As for the coffin, it had disintegrated into hundreds of fragments as if it had been blown open from the inside by a steam bomb, and most of the fragments, corroded by the red liquid, had transformed from metal into flesh and blood, writhing in the red liquid.
Even Shad's [Breath of Time] couldn't piece them back together.
Ripples quickly spread across the surface of the liquid beneath their feet, followed by another slight tremor. After emerging from the coffin, the previously dizzying cries had become much weaker, but the witches, observing their surroundings, quickly located their target:
"Over there!"
Gina pointed to the left, where the red flames were clearly visible deep within the mist.
"Let's go."
The old witch said, and Miss Feliananna sat down again on Shad's shoulder:
"Be careful, let's go."
Large pieces of metal lay scattered a short distance ahead, their brass surfaces bearing clear signs of melting, and tiny sparks still gleaming in the fog. Although the runes on their surfaces were almost entirely destroyed, everyone was certain that these metal fragments were remnants of the "Life Furnace."
As the group moved swiftly through the fog, the number of scattered fragments increased, and everyone realized that there was more than just the remains of one furnace. The remains of the four furnaces that had been ignited by the group were most likely scattered around the area.
"The bottoms of all four furnace rooms are connected here? Is this the core of the entire factory?"
Unlike the small furnace that everyone obtained after defeating the evil entity "Life," these metals, which are slanted into the ground, have lost all their extraordinary properties; their mission is complete.
As they continued forward, the number of smaller, more densely packed metal fragments on the ground increased.
The halfling girl could almost hear her own heart pounding, but she quickly realized it wasn't an illusion; she really could hear her heartbeat.
The thumping heartbeats here even seemed to echo, but in reality, the four people's heartbeats were gradually becoming synchronized until they overlapped with the huge heartbeats coming from not far ahead.
The firelight in the fog became completely clear, and a huge, hill-like red cocoon, engulfed in the flames of life, appeared before everyone. As the flames burned, the cocoon continued to shrink in size.
The surface of the blood cocoon was also becoming thinner and more transparent, making the humanoid life form curled up inside increasingly clear. Its heartbeat seemed to represent the heartbeat of "life" itself, and its breathing frequency seemed to be the optimal breathing frequency that all life should have.
Looking at this thing, Xia De could only describe the thing wrapped in the blood cocoon as "sacred." No one needed to know anything about it; anyone could tell that its name was "Life" itself.
The final answer to the [Filthy Blood Factory] is simple: even if the mission requires you to [assist the Old God "One-Armed Prince" in bringing forth new life], then the final thing born will be an evil entity called "Life".
"I can't do it."
Before they knew it, everyone had stopped. Gina looked at the blood cocoon in front of her with a puzzled expression:
“I know that the best chance to defeat it is before it emerges from its cocoon, but I can’t do that. This is life, and who can hurt a life that has not yet been born? It is so fragile, so young, so pure.”
The halfling girl holding the small shield covered her forehead:
“I know we should do it, but I can’t bring myself to do it. The thought of hurting it makes me feel like I’m going to kill the little kids in town who come to my bakery every day.”
Even Lady Gustav, a twelfth-rank cultivator, remained silent, her face contorted in pain.
"I know it has the power to corrupt the mind, and I also know that the effect of this power is to make us reluctant to harm it, but I can't bring myself to do it. I am still a human being, I have a conscience, I have morals, and I don't want to give up these, so I can't bring myself to do it."
Life, oh life, this is the true evil called "life." Too perfect, too fragile. No, I can't do it, absolutely not.
Shad frowned as he stared at the blood cocoon:
"Miss Feliananna, are you sure you can do it?"
The petite witch shook her head regretfully:
"If my true self were here, I could probably grit my teeth and it wouldn't be a problem, but I can't right now, and I can't bear to do it. What about you?"
"This is the third [life] evil creature I've encountered. It's purer and more powerful than the previous two I've met. This form must be the complete one."
When I encountered the second "life" in my time, the great witch beside me said that her mother believed evil "life" was like cancer in the human body (4092). Now it seems that this statement was remarkably accurate.
Shad didn't know if a disease called "cancer" existed in the present Fifth Age, so he used a word from the Sixth Age to describe the disease:
"It can devour the life force of normal life forms, allowing itself to reproduce infinitely without any limit; it can disguise itself as a normal life form, so that even if the ring sorcerers or witches who should have killed it recognize it, they cannot take action."
This evil entity was named "Life," a truly morbid choice by its originator. But normal life, it seems, also strives to extract nourishment from the world to reproduce and avoid death. In this sense, the ancients' understanding of this evil entity was remarkably accurate.
The evil entity called "Life" and true life appeared similar to each other to the outsider. However, now was not the time to ponder such philosophical questions. Miss Feliciano wanted to ask Shad if he could proceed, and Shad answered with his actions:
"Moonlight Slash!"
The crimson moonlight struck the outer shell of the blood cocoon, but failed to shatter it. A lightning spear followed, piercing through but only leaving a small charred patch on the surface. The black shadow orb was ineffective, and the extreme frost could not cool the temperature of the life-giving fire.