traveler of time and space

That's right.

Madness is transmitted through sound, and the old gods have begun to close the net after laying out the layout for so long.

And the original "Voice of the Earth" golden record was also infused with divine power by the old gods, directly transformed into an artifact-level "Gospel", and then sent back to the earth in some unknown way.

The original mechanical atom gods and mystics should all be born out of contact with these mysterious objects.

The Old Gods have completely mastered the human voice.

Through the golden record of the voice of the earth, they have already thoroughly studied the human voice system in the process of slowly invading the wasteland plane over the years.

These old gods can even emit sounds that cannot be perceived by human ears, but they use these sounds to influence ordinary people, gradually depriving them of their sanity, reducing their SAN value, making them slowly go crazy, and finally completely become the old gods. The puppet that dominates.

"Sound is the antidote."

After listening to everything Su Ziyu said, His Excellency Stephen frowned and said in a deep voice: "The world must either enter [Mechanical Ascension], or it can only find the antidote from the sound."

"But there is little hope of getting an antidote."

"The blasphemous whispers transformed by the old gods, unless you can find the help of a powerful existence who has mastered the priesthood of [music], otherwise it will be difficult to obtain an antidote."

these years.

The old gods' mastery of human voices is obviously a process of gradual improvement. By now, it is very likely that the entire wasteland plane is shrouded in the negative state of "whispers of the old gods".

It was quite difficult for Su Ziyu to obtain the antidote.

new chapter blocked

I can't find any shielding points at all, which is very inexplicable.

Wait for the ban to be lifted.

and a botanical greeting

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Chapter 8 Time is running out for humans

Death Valley.

It is named Death Valley because some powerful death claws were once active here.

Death Valley is about [-] to [-] kilometers away from the Southern Cross. It was a mining area before the catastrophe, but it was abandoned again. It was reopened decades ago, and it was abandoned again because of the active ghouls underground and some weird events.

Today, it is one of the underground strongholds of mystic activities.

In the underground mine of Death Valley, a group of mystics wearing retro black robes are worshiping towards the weird altar on the top. (Note: There are Old God elements in the background of the radiation itself.)

In the center of the altar is a mass of black matter, like a wriggling creature, with some tentacles extending from the corners, like a huge black lump of meat.When anyone under the altar saw Him, their expressions were fanatical worship and dependence. They chanted weird prayers, which were a bit like a fusion of multiple languages, which made people feel depressed when they heard it. Obtain some kind of relief and release from depression.

This squirming black lump of flesh is very slow to respond to all external sensations. It seems that it is not a host, but some immature artificial object.

At the front of the altar are statues of gods enshrined by the mystics.

Mother of all old gods.

The breeder of the old gods, the mother goddess in charge of powerful reproductive power, the goddess of darkness and fertility, the supreme mother goddess, the black goat that breeds thousands of offspring.

The outline of the statue is a black goat with a humanoid appearance. Of course, this is not the appearance of the god itself, but the image of the god that can be observed by human mystics and created according to a certain imagination.

There are wisps of faint fluorescent light floating in the entire underground mine, and there is no doubt that this place is also shrouded in serious radiation pollution.

But these mystics didn't care. Even in such an environment with high radiation pollution, they looked like ordinary humans and didn't produce any mutation reactions.

At some point, that weird sacrificial ceremony ended.

Suddenly, the huge black piece of flesh on the altar squirmed, and the tentacles on the surface of his body swayed slightly, as if making some sounds that ordinary humans could not hear.

But the mystics below suddenly became agitated.

Then, a priestess came out of the crowd, and she said to the mystics below in a sharp and excited voice, "A new favored one will be born soon."

"Please listen to the Gospel of God."

"Accept the gift of the gods."

All of a sudden, all the mystics knelt down on the ground.

Then, I saw slender tentacles extending from the black meat on the altar. It slowly swam through the crowd, and every mystic who was touched by the tentacles trembled all over, fearful and excited at the same time. He remained motionless in place.

All of a sudden, all the tentacles rushed towards a man in the crowd. Under the excited, fearful and excited eyes of the man, they penetrated into the man's mouth, and he saw that the man's mouth was stretched extremely It was so big that it seemed to tear the entire face apart.

The man twitched for a moment, and was silent in a blink of an eye.

After a few minutes.

The skin on the surface of the man's body squirmed like an earthworm, and then tentacles stretched out from his mouth one after another. Those tentacles, like human beards, gushed out of his mouth, fell gently, and then slowly swaying and wriggling.

"Recover the Gospels."

At this time, the man's vocal organs were completely distorted. His voice seemed to be made by the black tentacles protruding from his mouth. Standing up without even bending his knees, he said slowly, "Catch those blasphemers!"

"Sacrifice them."

"Let them be redeemed in the arms of the Supreme Mother."

Every time the man took a step, the skin on his body was falling off, and the hair was also falling off. It was only a dozen steps away, and the surface of his body had turned into a cuticle-like skin that looked like a deformed body.

When he walked to the gate of the mine, his hands had turned into three thick black tentacles.

If Su Ziyu was present at that moment, he would definitely be quite shocked, because when he first saw his deformed appearance through his spiritual vision, it was [-] to [-]% similar to the changes in the man in front of him. The fish's clairvoyance does not have the black tentacles extending from the inside of the mouth.

All this happened shortly after the ln ship launched the nuclear bomb.

Almost a few minutes after the nuclear bomb launched by the ln ship sent the group of mystics chasing and killing Su Ying to the sky, the ceremony of selecting new favored ones began here.

It seems that there are some hidden beings who have been manipulating everything.

in the wilderness.

"run."

"Can't stop."

Su Ying's figure was running wildly in the wilderness. She didn't turn her head to look at the rising mushroom cloud, and she didn't have the energy to care whether the nuclear explosion would affect her own people. She only knew that she had to run with all her strength now. Send the golden record in your hand to a safe place.

Because the moment she came into contact with the essence of the Gospel, she already knew that there was not much time left for human beings.

Madness is not new.