Chapter 550 Keeping Your Promise (Part 1)
Dave could smell it, the ancient stench of a mindless Great Old One emanating from that formless, black nightmare. Immediately afterwards, the hateful spirits began to devour the souls wandering around, and the evil spirits from the lightless void gradually became stronger. That thing seemed to have taken off the skin of the real universe, glistening sticky flesh and blood began to grow out of thin air, twisted and deformed bat-like skin wings hung wetly on its back, deformed ribs protruded disgustingly, countless bloodshot and trembling eyeballs with foul-smelling mucus emerged from the ever-extending facial tentacles.
Like a poisonous snake after its skin has been slowly peeled off, the pupilless eyes stared at him with vicious sarcasm. In the filthy light, the monster was dressed in a thick and luxurious velvet robe with nauseating incense. Many painful human faces were embroidered with gold thread on the robe, and the subtle wailing from the human faces could be heard faintly. It stared at him with a face with countless necrotic eyeballs, and its bony, twisted and damaged fingers slowly pointed at Dave, with a bit of elegance. Dave found six drops of blood on his finger. The noise of the watch was infinitely amplified, the second hand jumped six times irregularly, and then turned into disgusting flesh and mucus. His chest never rose or fell, as if he were dead.
The terrified little magician didn't notice the abnormality of the monster and himself at all. He just wanted to run away, dragging his ignorant footsteps without knowing it, to escape from this sea of insane hatred born of unrestrained emotions, and escape from this monster without any will other than chaotic thinking.
The appearance of this thing does not conform to the laws of science at all, and violates all common sense in the real universe! This misshapen, disgusting monster is out of this world! He originally thought that after learning magic, such things as fear were out of reach. He can banish ghosts, kill vampires and werewolves, and he can make sculptures come to life. But he had never encountered such a hideous monster! He couldn't recall any of his spells, he couldn't recall a single spell, and all the obscure words he'd learned slipped from his mind. He lost the help of fire and lightning, and lost the ability to shape everything in the palm of his hand. This feeling made him almost collapse, and the viscous footsteps when the monster walked in almost tore his heart.
Dave, who was about to turn around and run away, suddenly calmed down because he saw the light from behind. That light has an incomparable beauty in the world, and the light that is more dazzling than the stars pierces the darkness. A familiar voice sounded, and the shining sword evaporated the endless nightmares lingering around the evil spirit. Dave regains his memory. Merlin, Salomon, Star Trek, Outer Dimensions. Salomon's voice sounded extremely majestic, and his figure overwhelmed the stealthy Chaos creatures like a giant. The filthy fear and guilt that had grown from the corners of Dave's mind were washed away by a warm turbulence of courage that came from nowhere.
His back was straight again, and his fingers were no longer trembling.
"I think I can do it, this time." Dave whispered, forcing himself to turn around and face his fear.
"Maybe he can complete the transformation this time." Merlin raised his legs and sank into the filthy sofa provided by the ship's black market dealer. Chemfiber poked its head out of the hole, protesting Merlin's weight problem. This is a spaceship carrying a Xandar snail. Xandar snails are a delicacy for many people, but Salomon, who is jet-lagged, doesn't really want the slimy stuff, so Merlin eats it all by himself. Poor Dave was lying pale in a chair next to him, his brow covered with cold sweat, the back of his head propped on a pillow, enduring the side effects of his first physical trip into an outer dimension. The education method of the Half-Blood Nightmare is simple and crude, but extremely effective. He wants to make Dave an invincible magician, so he does not impose any protective measures on Dave, allowing Sithorn's demon to erode his will.
Salomon remained pessimistic about his approach, but the protest was ultimately rejected.
"The transformation can't be done in one go." Salomon frowned. "Dave's past life was full of weakness and compromise. He didn't know what he should do. He studied physics only because he was good at it, and the only thing he could do with his own will was to pursue that girl. If that girl died—it was inevitable, and her lifespan wouldn't exceed a hundred years. Have you ever thought about what he would become? I can't let him do the Collats conjecture, right?"
"What is the Collats conjecture?"
"Math problem."
"Damn it, don't talk about that. Mathematics is a devil! After all, you are not ready to take responsibility from the beginning, are you? This is the meaning of education. Awaken the soul, develop abilities, and tap potential. Dave has potential, and I can guarantee it, because I set the talent test threshold of that ring to a very high level... Well, I admit, I just wanted to find something for poor Balthazar, and I didn't expect him to find Dave. Now this boy's potential has not been discovered, he needs time and training." Merlin Narrowing his eyes, he looked at Dave in his sleep. The poor boy has been tortured, mentally exhausted, and may be possessed by evil spirits at any time. He said meaningfully, "You helped him again, with your essence. Do you really realize what that means?"
"I promised Balthazar and His Majesty to protect Dave before he acquires the ability to fight against creatures from outer dimensions alone." Salomon shrugged, and the small braids around his ears slipped from his shoulders. This was braided by Bayonetta for him before departure. The witch's evil taste made her use her black lace leg ring to bind Salomon's long hair. Salomon gave her an affectionate kiss, causing him to be hunted down by Joan of Arc holding a shotgun, and Beunita watched the scene wrapped in a sheet.
"And I didn't provide much help, it was mainly his own efforts." Salomon said, "I will not watch Dave being possessed and depraved in front of me."
"Look, you're also used to duplicity!" Merlin said with a smile, "Why don't we take advantage of this time to watch Ajin Kaka's talk show? I like hearing him talk about the British the most! Xandar's TV channel is really boring. They are promoting the 210th gender anti-discrimination parade recently, and the channel is full of politicians. Who can imagine that this is a country that has just signed a peace treaty not long ago?"
Salomon rolled his eyes and said nothing.
He can imagine how worried Balthazar is now. He has made a promise, and he will definitely abide by it. Dave wasn't going to die here, at least not yet. He kicked away the body of the smuggler under his feet, and walked aside to rest with his eyes closed. The Xandar snail was never a specialty of the Xandar galaxy, Xandar was just a name.
He planned to drive the ship back eventually. As for the fact that he was not qualified to pilot and couldn't read the spaceship panel, Salomon didn't think it was a big problem. He can learn now, or control the driver to help him drive back.
Ask for a ticket!
