Chapter 736 405: Rotting Rats and Festering Flies, the Tide of the Mother Goddess (Double-Length)

"Hehehe..."

A small monster with a skeletal frame, head resembling a rat, and a body like a centipede, covered with pustules and wormholes, slowly materialized.

In its hand, it held a decayed human hand, with its five fingers gripping a giant, constantly rotating eye.

It looked like a mage... just a bit uglier than usual.

"Master, let me pave the way for you..."

The rat-headed monster emitted a sharp voice, full of eagerness, then raised its hand, lifting the decaying hand as a magic staff.

The next moment, a massive aura of filth exploded.

The surrounding calamity sea seemed to be controlled, strangely calming down.

The monsters in the filthy waters behaved even more bizarrely, advancing in succession, embracing each other, frantically gnawing on each other's flesh, with pus and foul-smelling corpse water splattering everywhere.

Of course, they were not fighting, but doing this to ensure their skeletons could better stabilize each other.

Soon, a broad road composed of decayed corpses and monsters was formed.

The rat-headed monster stepped onto it, with a plop, thrusting the decayed magic staff into the ground, slowly kneeling towards a certain place.

"Welcome back, Master..."

Roar——

As its voice fell, the remaining decayed monsters in the calamity sea surfaced, howling as if celebrating the return of the greatest existence in this sea.

Rustle...

Rustle, rustle...

In the darkness, a sound suddenly came, the sound of flesh falling into the sea, like the peeling of an old, neglected wall.

Soon after, with a roar, the whole wall collapsed dramatically at that moment.

An extraordinarily filthy aura suddenly rampaged and spread forth.

Buzz, buzz, buzz——

Like a beehive being opened, countless dense wing flapping sounds appeared in the sky.

The trampling of flesh was also incredibly dense.

"Rotten Rat, is this your new toy..." Along with a hoarse voice, a monster resembling a blend of flies, mosquitoes, and maggots slowly landed beside it.

Its compound eyes were more horrifying than a fly's, interwoven with blood veins, making one's scalp tingle just by looking at them.

At the moment, its countless compound eyes reflected the appearance of decayed bones and decayed bone dragons.

Then, it too, knelt beside the Rotten Rat.

Along with them, kneeling were strange, filthy rat monsters and fly monsters, each occupying one side of the road.

They seemed to have long formed a "tribe" existence within the coffin.

"That's right, Pus Fly..." The Rotten Rat emitted a sharp, thin laugh: "Even though they lack intelligence, I really like how they look... The brains of their original masters must taste delicious to have created such things..."

Saying so, it extended its long forked tongue to lick the pus-filled pustule on its lips.

"Hehe..." At this, the Pus Fly couldn't help but laugh: "I smell the scent of fear... Their original masters must not have been easy to deal with..."

The Rotten Rat didn't seem to care: "I don't have such intentions, just need to follow behind the Master, hehe..."

As the rat and fly conversed.

A strange sound suddenly came from ahead.

Their "Master" had awakened.

However, the peculiar thing was that their master didn't seem to stir, only the sound of rotting corpse parts falling and sticky fluids dripping could be heard.

Yet, the Rotten Rat and Pus Fly didn't mind, continuing their conversation while kneeling in wait.

Moments later.

Within the Black Tide, a "wall" suddenly floated into view.

But soon after, the sections with some limb features undoubtedly revealed its mysterious veil.

This... was the true god of the corpse in the coffin!

This was its divine corpse after death, no longer driven by the soul, able only to lie and move!

After passing the Rotten Rat and Pus Fly.

It made no sound.

Only drifting onward to the boundary fog, eventually disappearing within.

The flies, rats, and decayed monsters, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, followed in its steps...

...

In the Mother Goddess Land, the giant city in the heartland, Nesektasi.

The massive Mother Tree Mountain at this moment was bathed in light.

The islanders of Nesektasi all witnessed this phenomenon and were kneeling in the direction of Mother Tree Mountain, praying devoutly.

Above the canopy of Mother Tree Mountain.

Before the grand palace, there were no ordinary people kneeling. Present were devout believers and high-tier followers of the Mother Goddess Church.

They were chanting prayers, one after another.

The chanting echoed in front of the palace.

The Pope, along with numerous Archbishops, stood before the palace, eyes tightly shut, seemingly awaiting something.

Their expressions were incredibly devout, like pilgrims nearing a holy land.

The branches surrounding Mother Tree Mountain glowed with incomparable brilliance.

Everything seemed so solemn and majestic.

This scene perfectly embodied the impression of "sacred" in the hearts of ordinary people.

The only oddity was that the followers' chanting was continually pausing.

At times, they couldn't even utter a complete sentence smoothly, as if their thoughts were becoming slower.

Of course, this was of no great consequence.

Until... an abnormal voice rang out.

"No... No!" A believer with an ugly expression suddenly stood up, clutching his head with a grimacing face, shouting, "It's corroding me... corroding my..."

Crash...

He didn't finish his words before abruptly freezing altogether.

Stopping along with him were the people around who were reciting prayers.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Until a blue orb of light appeared, transforming into a blue light source with the contour of a human female, slowly descending before the palace...

With its arrival.

The previously shouting, grimacing believer's expression gradually returned to normal, finally bowing down peacefully.

Mother Goddess.

She appeared as a sacred and loving deity, floating in the air, emitting a gentle blue light.

However, strangely enough, with their "god" appearing before them.

The followers did not utter any sound; the scene was intensely quiet, even eerily silent.

It was in this eerie atmosphere.

An Archbishop slowly stepped forward, approaching her.

Facing the Mother Goddess, he did not bow, nor did he praise, and didn't even use an honorific title.

"It has set out, seeking the skull."

Concise and straightforward, as if flipping through the memories they wanted to revisit.

Treated this way, the Mother Goddess showed no displeasure… nor did she respond or gesture.

Shortly, another Archbishop stepped forward.

"The Corpse Attacher has awakened, spreading filth and dirt."

Soon after, another person stood forward.

"The Crimson True Lord has awakened, but a war broke out with an unknown existence, result unknown."

After speaking.

The Pope slowly came forward.

"Near Kizi's sea area, the Black Tide Secret Society was born, worshipping a god called the Master of the Black Tide, of unknown origin, wielding authority related to fear."

"It rose rapidly, defeating Kizi and annexing part of its Land of Faith."

"Its subordinates include at least two demigod-tier subordinate gods."

"Not long ago, it killed the Green Heart God."

"To this day, it has become a top-tier presence among demigods, likely having subdued Kizi and other traitors attacking the Mother Goddess Land."

"It will join the war of ascension, posing a massive threat."

Despite attempting to keep it concise, the Pope still said quite a bit.

This undoubtedly was because the threat of the Black Tide Secret Society and the Master of the Black Tide was significant.

Moreover, more importantly, it was on the Mother Goddess's territory!

One can imagine it's undoubtedly an adversarial relationship.

"..."

After revisiting all this information.

The Mother Goddess said nothing, spreading her arms as the divine light shone brighter.

"Purge."

Everyone present, whether the Pope or the believers, spoke this word in unison.

Their voices were impeccably synchronized, as if sharing a single mind.

The light dissipated, and the divine body of the Mother Goddess slowly vanished...