Whispering Poems

Chapter 4171 The Mad First Son



Chapter 4171 The Mad First Son

Chapter 4171 The Mad First Son

"If we want to leave, let them stay. Although this wasn't part of the original plan, they've still served their intended purpose."

Miss Feliciano said that the life force hidden within the dolls was ignited, and the four dolls, which had previously looked empty, seemed to come alive. But as soon as you touched them, you knew that they were still just dolls.

Miss Feliciano made the four dolls hold hands, but what follows is the important part:

“We can’t directly transfer substances from inside the coffin to the outside right now; we can only open a crack and throw them out. I have a feeling this will be very dangerous, so we have to be quick.”

"Will the outside liquid seep in? But aren't we floating on the surface?"

The halfling girl asked again, and this time it was Shad the Cat who answered:

"It should be on the surface of the liquid, but the area outside that is suspected to be the Sea of ​​Origin may not be safe. I also have a strange feeling, like something is waiting for us outside. The danger shouldn't be the liquid, it's... I don't know, but we have no other choice."

The four puppets holding hands were ready. Everyone in the coffin understood that there was no point in waiting any longer; opening the lid was the best option now.

So the three people inside the coffin adjusted their positions to make it easier to quickly open and close the coffin lid later. Meanwhile, Mia and Shad the cat remained huddled together, along with Miss Ferrenanna's doll. She watched the two cats interacting and found it all very amusing.

"So, are you ready?"

"Mrs. Gustav asked."

Her right hand was pressed against the coffin lid, preparing to push it open a crack so that Gina could throw the four dolls out through the gap. At the same time, the old witch and the dragon girl used secret magic to stick their other hands directly to the coffin lid, and they would immediately close the lid after confirming that the dolls had been thrown out.

"All right."

"Alright, three, two, one!"

The lid of the stone coffin, which had remained firmly in place despite being shaken, suddenly cracked open with a gentle push from the old witch. Gina immediately tried to throw the dolls out, but her entire dragon froze when the light shone in from the outside.

Or rather, everyone inside the coffin froze.

Even though the old witch had only opened a tiny crack in the lid, external forces caused it to be completely lifted off in an instant.

The pink sky backdrop is unimportant; what matters is that amidst the red waves, a colossal figure looks down at the people in the coffins.

It had a pure silver exterior, and its enormous, round head resembled a broken plaster statue. Its two eyes, one large and one small, were like hastily drawn black circles with a pencil. As for its狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious) grinning mouth, it seemed like a black hole connecting to the unknown void.

Apart from the eyes and mouth, there was nothing on that huge round face, and when the witches realized that those simple black lines in the eyes actually contained the malice that only intelligent life could possess, an indescribable fear immediately filled their hearts.

It looked so repulsive, yet so sacred. It resembled the very beginning of all life, yet also the most filthy and complex thing in the world.

It slowly lowered its head toward the coffin floating on this red sea, its eyes swirling with black lines, and its crescent-shaped mouth slowly opening.

The suffocating fear even made Gina feel dizzy. As a pure-blooded gem dragon, she had never felt such a sense of oppression from any other life form before, but at this moment, all the blood in her body and all her life instincts were screaming to express her fragility and powerlessness.

Even in the most terrifying nightmares of my childhood, such a thing never appeared.

Fortunately, this wasn't a nightmare; Gina had other companions with her. Her senses couldn't discern what had stepped on her and lifted her head, but she heard a subsequent sound:

"Meow!"

"roll!"

The silver and orange cats stood on the dragon girl's chest, looking up together and shouting at the giant monster.

Xiaomia's fur stood on end, a rare sight, with small flames appearing at the tip of her tail and in her mouth; Shad Cat, on the other hand, was bathed in silver moonlight. He was temporarily unable to transform back into human form due to the suppression of this terrifying existence, but that did not prevent him from spitting out silver flashes from his cat mouth.

The two tiny cats' breaths at the giant monster seemed to have no effect, but the monster, which was looking down, suddenly stopped.

At that moment, everyone in the coffin temporarily regained their ability to move.

Inspired by the cats' courage, Gina shakily tossed the doll in her hand, while Mrs. Gustave laboriously put the crooked coffin lid back on.

The view was obscured again, but the coffin lid closed so slowly. Even though Miss Feliana was casting a spell to move the lid, it still took three seconds for it to completely return to its original position.

In those three seconds, everyone saw the silver-headed monster, which had stopped, lower its head again. Hollow echoes even came from its large and small black circular eyes and its gaping black mouth.

"Meow!"

"Roar!"

The sparks that Xiaomia spewed out shot upwards together with the silver dragon breath that Shad Cat exhaled, and the coffin lid finally closed at this moment.

With a deafening roar, the entire coffin trembled and swayed violently, but thankfully it didn't crack or shatter. Gina felt her heart pounding wildly; she could even sense that the two cats' trembling was due to her own racing heartbeat.

"That loud noise outside, is it that monster pounding on the coffin?"

She was certain that she wasn't the only one thinking this way at that moment.

The sounds of people panting heavily, enduring fear, rose and fell within the cramped coffin. But now it was outside, and they were inside. Though the coffin trembled, it protected them all.

Xiaomia's tail was glowing with fire, and because the tip of her tail was right in front of Gina, the dragon girl gradually calmed down as she looked at the fire, and then she realized that her entire back was soaked with sweat.

"Is everyone alright?"

Mrs. Gustav's voice came through, somewhat hoarse and slow. Although the old witch's voice wasn't trembling, Gina could still tell that she, like herself, was in the recovery period after being frightened.

"I'm fine, Linor, how are you?"

The coffin continued to shake, and Gina realized that the halfling girl hadn't spoken for a long time. She could feel the halfling girl clutching her tail, and after a while, a voice came from that direction:

"That thing just now, I recognize it, I know what it is."

Even Miss Felicia, who was curiously observing the little flame on Mia's tail, turned to look at her:

"what is that?"

"The first child who went mad."

The coffin fell silent except for the sound of Mia squinting and nuzzling Shad the cat. Or rather, the only other sound was the constant chattering of Miss Bradway's teeth.

“I don’t know how I know, but I just know. It’s the First Child who went mad, the first race created by the Old Gods. It misses home, it misses its bakery, it misses its sister.”

As she spoke, she suddenly began to sob. Mrs. Gustave gently comforted her, while Miss Feliciano said:

"Among humans, gem dragons, and halflings, only halflings are definitively identified as being created by that ancient god."

Her words explained why Miss Bradley knew what that was, but no one responded. After a long while, Miss Felicity finally spoke softly:

"After we leave here, I will only retain your memories up to the point when we enter this coffin. There is no need to record what happens after that."

Even Gina didn't object, because she didn't want to remember the terrifying sight of that thing; she could still feel her large tail trembling. Of course, that could also be because Miss Bradley was shaking.

"So, the place where we just opened the coffin lid really is the so-called Sea of ​​Origin?"

Shad the cat, still being rubbed against by Mia, asked, "The space inside the coffin is just too cramped. There's nowhere for Mia to hide." As for when the coffin opened, all he noticed was the pink sky, the silver-headed monster, and the red ocean; he didn't have a chance to observe any other details.

The doll illuminated by the flames on the cat's tail did not respond, and the coffin continued to shake.

"Maybe."

Shad couldn’t even tell whether it was a sigh or a response from Miss Feliana.

The shaking coffin quickly began to spin again, and the people inside once more felt the world spinning. Shad even felt that the coffin wasn't floating on water, but rather crashing and falling down a steep rock face.

People occasionally bumped their heads or arms, but Gina held the two cats and a doll tightly in her arms, so the cats and Miss Felian Anna were not injured.

Soon, it became impossible to distinguish up, down, left, or right. For a moment, Shad mistakenly thought everyone was falling, but he was quickly proven wrong. As Gina's body slammed into what Shad thought was below as the coffin spun, with a loud bang, the coffin lid was flung off, and blinding sunlight streamed in.

"Oh!"

Everyone squinted, except for Xiaomia, who let out a "meow" to express her joy.

"I'm back."

The doll breathed a sigh of relief, and then fell silent. No one sat up immediately; the witches all gazed at the sunlight above, watching it filter through the shadows of the trees, casting fragmented light and shadow on their pale faces.

The coffin continued to drift, as the treetops, adorned with golden leaves, moved backward. The sound of the rushing river filled the air, and if you listened carefully, you could also hear the wind rustling through the treetops and deer running through the forest.


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.