Ultraman in the world of grams

Captain Linden was not surprised that Director Armitage had guessed right at once.

After all, it was the knowledgeable Director Armitage.

"You guessed it..."

Captain Linden sighed. There was uncontrollable fatigue between his brows and bloodshot eyes. It can be said that he hadn't had a good rest on this journey. Except for the very beginning of the journey, he remained in a highly tense state for the rest of the time.

Moreover, he is not too young anymore. The long-term high pressure plus the pollution caused by several mutations, even if he has experienced a miracle once, is equivalent to giving him a photon treatment from the beginning to the end. The pressure is still not to be underestimated.

Before coming to Director Armitage, he was also highly nervous about related issues.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but according to my observations, He doesn't look like a terrifying outer god at all, but is more similar to human beings."

Captain Linden pondered, hesitating.

He didn't directly expose someone's identity and make someone's vest public.

Maybe it was because of the miracle of resurrection from the dead that night, maybe it was the helping hand stretched out in the dark and desperate, maybe it was the protection when facing the Lord of Rot...

Or... when He handed him the three bullets of light.

All this shook his original firm heart.

Director Armitage seemed to see Captain Linden's hesitation.

He didn't expose it directly, but showed a kind and kind smile: "I believe your opinion, you are one of the most outstanding investigators I have ever seen. You can keep calm in such a situation, He was not bewitched by the existence behind the scenes, and even eliminated his clone in the end."

"I think that the decision you made is of reference value. If you don't want to reveal his identity now, you can continue to observe him, and then carefully distinguish his position."

Director Armitage is an amiable and wise old man, and Miskatonic University will tolerate some weird guys.

It seems that it is not unacceptable to mix an Outer God cub into the expedition team.

Moreover, Director Armitage was willing to believe in the choice of the expedition leader.

Every expedition leader is an outstanding investigator who has survived many difficulties. With the certification of the principal, he will not be easily bewitched.

Moreover, when Captain Linden and his party returned from Innsmouth, the school had also screened, and there was no residue of pollution.

Of course, worry is definitely indispensable.

However, the headmaster didn't have any special attitude towards this, on the contrary, he had a vague feeling of letting things go.

Director Armitage didn't know why, but it seemed to mean there was nothing wrong.

It's just that Captain Linden needs to take responsibility for everything that follows.

Will he be able to bear the responsibility of concealing that identity, including a series of dire consequences that may follow?

Director Armitage didn't speak directly, everything was hidden in that wordless silence.

He didn't speak.

Captain Linden was also silent, his eyes were dark and deep, as if he was deliberating and pondering.

"I see."

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"I can't remember what R'lyeh looked like." Ellis rubbed his temples, constantly squeezing his spirit, trying to squeeze out more useful clues from the only remaining memory.

In front of her were books on the ancient sites in the South Pacific, as if she wanted to use them to stimulate her brain, but unfortunately, those memories seemed to be purified together with the pollution of the mutation.

She only remembered the call that did not belong to human beings that came out from the ground at the end, the weirdness that was so distorted that it was almost impossible to call it a sound, and she could only use the wildest fantasy to catch the slightest phantom.

This matter is a bit frustrating, and the trio who have searched for materials in the library for a long time are very sorry.

After all, it is really strange that such a large and extensive network can find any useful clues.

Even a Zhuom search has to provide a keyword.Wilson, who only knew the name and pronunciation of Raliyah, and didn't even know how to spell the words, was completely helpless.

Beneath Alice's tired expression was an indescribable loss.

In that dream, she could feel that strong calling, as if that was her final destination, a place where her heart and soul were quiet, and her spiritual hometown.

Ever since she was a child, she has always been eager to explore the distance, to explore the mystery deep in the fog of history, and it seems that there is always a voice in the dark calling herself.

This may be why she later studied history and joined the expedition.

Moreover, her teacher seems to be missing in that area, maybe even lost in the depths of R'lyeh...

Perhaps, R'lyeh is the final answer.

It's just that her memory has been buried with the final explosion.

The trio looked at each other in dismay. There were a lot of books spread out on each person's desk, and they were all books related to the ruins of the South Pacific, or books related to myths and legends and occultism.

There are too many books, even if the three of them spent the whole morning, they still couldn't figure out why.

Even if Wilson used Zhuom to cheat and scan book by book, he could only get some plausible legends.

For example, sometimes on the night of the full moon there will be a huge sea monster or something.Or a stone slab washed up by the waves, with strange handwriting carved on it.

It's a pity that these are only a few words, and many of them are hallucinations produced by the sailors at sea after drinking too much.

Probably the only thing Wilson thinks is worthwhile is...

The primitive religion of that place.

Some gigantic monsters seem to be worshiped there.

Those monsters have all kinds of strange descriptions, and some say that the terrifying monster has huge wings that cover the sky and cover the sky.

Some said that the monster had terrifying scarlet eyes, as if it could devour souls, while others said that it was an incomparably huge strange bird that could devour countless human beings with its mouth open.

These descriptions vary.

But the only thing that can be confirmed is that the objects described all have terrifying body shapes.

This had to remind Wilson of the existence of monsters.

But what made him unsure was that the terrifying giant monster seemed to be an aboriginal legend circulated in Australia a long time ago.
The locals call it [the demon that burns the earth], and it seems to be a local monster.

"This description is very similar to Zoga..."

Wilson poked his head with his arms, looking thoughtfully at the records of the "Australian Customs", but unfortunately, there were only a few words about this aboriginal pagan religion.

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(End of this chapter)