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Chapter 177
‘Could it be Gallagon?’
I sensed a faint psychic power emanating from the intruder. However, if it was Gallagon, they wouldn’t move this quietly. To investigate further, I lay back down on the nest.
Confirming that the sub-device under my chin was linked to the nest, I focused my senses on a specific point. Leveraging all my physical senses, I poured them into the source of the vibration.
Sound, smell, the flow of special energy. Thanks to the nest and its various features, my enhanced sub-device absorbed these three elements. The refined information sent by the sub-device was quickly interpreted by my brain.
‘A refined footprint. Military. Metallic scent. Slightly different. Tools made of some special alloy mixed with metals. And concealed psychic power.’
Putting it all together, there was only one answer.
‘Cult’s regular army, Vanguard Division.’
Though the distance made it uncertain, they seemed to be skilled individuals. Judging from their equipment and movements alone, they surpassed the Mock Combat Unit we encountered at the Cult sanctuary last time.
‘Guardians of the Temple, or perhaps the Eye of Providence Priests. Moreover, the one leading them…’
The one who extracts psychic power when destroying obstacles blocking the passage. An extraordinary individual.
Initially, I thought they were using psychic power tools to clear the blocked passage, but upon closer inspection, that wasn’t the case. They were concealing their psychic power, only exerting it briefly when necessary.
‘The most proficient in psychic power among those I’ve seen.’
Among the beings I’ve encountered so far, there are only two who handle psychic power the best: Number 26 and Code Black, the shadow of Yujin who fought in the T&C Special Trade Hub.
But that being alone surpasses both of them easily.
‘At that level, they’re almost at Black Gallagon tier.’
Cult elite troops that include formidable individuals enough to raise my vigilance. As they gathered and split into three groups at the crossroads, there was no room for relief. All three groups were heading towards the nest.
‘They’re looking for us.’
Otherwise, they wouldn’t bother breaking through blocked ice passages to move.
｢What is happening?｣
PS-111 asked me, perhaps sensing my changed demeanor.
“There are Cult intruders. They seem to be coming this way based on the direction.”
[I don’t detect anything, but if what you’re saying is true, they’re probably a Cult group entrenched in Black Gallagon’s territory.]
‘What?’
[That Cult group arrived on this planet 29 days ago. Currently, their camp is within Gallagon’s territory.]
Hearing that, I felt my heart sink.
To a Gallagon, their territory is a kind of hunting ground. It’s not only about hunting prey but also where adults provide hunting education to hatchlings, so it’s crucial.
Allowing Cultists entry into such an important place implies collusion between Gallagon and that Cult group.
An unidentified Cult powerhouse, and a Black Gallagon, who holds a high position even among the Apex. Fighting against both simultaneously would result in defeat given my current condition.
“Could it be that Black Gallagon sent the Cultists here?”
[It could be, or it might not be.]
“What does that mean?”
Upon my inquiry about the vague response, the individual began to explain in detail.
[According to reports from other intermediary terminals, the Gallagon group is currently in a state of division.]
“Division? Wait, could it be a leadership succession?”
[Yes. The second-ranked White Gallagon is challenging the Black Gallagon.]
“The White Gallagon is challenging? That’s odd. Unless it has evolved into a Black Gallagon, it could never win.”
The power difference between White and Black Gallagons is like heaven and earth. The Black Gallagon is so powerful that it can easily kill five White Gallagons rushing at it simultaneously. Other Gallagons also know this gap, so until the White Gallagon evolves into a Black Gallagon, they would never follow it.
[That would be the case normally, but the White Gallagon is leading multiple Gallagon groups and continuing the challenge.]
“Let’s skip over that for now. What’s the connection between the succession battle and the Cult group?”
[The second-ranked group is hostile towards the Cult group. Gallagons supporting the challenger have also been observed attacking the Cult.]
“I see.”
Listening to their words, I think I understand the situation. Although it’s a confusing situation, it seems the intruders and the Black Gallagon have an ambiguous relationship.
“So the Black Gallagon isn’t aiding the Cult. They’re just together for some reason, not as closely connected as one might think.”
[That’s correct. The Cult groups also haven’t taken actions supporting the Black Gallagon.]
However, even with that said, we cannot be certain. Now that we’re exposed, the fact that we’re in a dangerous situation doesn’t change.
After disconnecting from the nest link, I woke everyone who was sleeping. I explained the situation to them, looking tired.
‘Cult warriors? Why are they here?’
[Reason unknown]
‘…If a Black Gallagon-tier adversary is involved, it won’t be easy to handle. We need to get out of here.’
The Mother of the Sky, after hearing the situation, suggested leaving the nest.
Her words, indicating caution, suggested that the Cult was more than just priests, and the exceptional Cult warriors who accompanied them numbered in the tens. So, they likely meant to retreat first and assess the situation before fighting.
｢Fellow｣ ｢smell｣ ｢similar｣ ｢danger｣ ｢very｣ ｢danger.｣
Adhai, sensing the gradually approaching psychic powers, agreed with The Mother of the Sky’s suggestion. The sight of his four-horned head twitching looked quite anxious.
“PS-111, do you have any information about the Cult group’s capabilities?”
[It was handled by other intermediary terminals, so I have limited information. Based on the insufficient data, it’s presumed to be a psychic power user surpassing the Cult Empire’s priests. Therefore, I recommend fleeing.]
PS-111, floating head and all, also opted for escape.
｢We have to teach those bastards who endanger families a lesson!｣
Only Number 26 had a different opinion, suggesting not to flee but to stand and fight.
He’s someone with a strong sense of responsibility to protect his family. He’ll likely sacrifice himself to protect those here.
Each of them looked at me after expressing their opinions. It implied a silent agreement to follow the decision I made.
‘What should we do?’
Even though there are many suggestions for fleeing, I can’t make a rash decision.
‘They’re tracking our position from a long distance away, even underground. Seeing that, it’s clear they have some means of tracking us.’
‘Even if we flee to a different location, it won’t help.’
It’s not safe to run away until we remove their tracking means or hinder their movement. What if they plan to drive us into a trap? Then we’d be walking right into the enemy’s trap.
‘Besides that, there’s another issue.’
Adhai and The Mother of the Sky are vulnerable to the cold. If they go out on the surface and get caught in another snowstorm, their combat abilities will undoubtedly decrease.
‘On the other hand, fighting them here has its pros and cons.’
The advantage is that since I’ve built the nest, I can fully utilize its characteristics in battle. Just like when I fought with Muriel, I can fight with the support of the nest.
Furthermore, the others are familiar with the geography around here, so they won’t be greatly hindered in combat. Plus, the pitch-black darkness down here is a bonus.
‘But there are disadvantages too.’
Firstly, it’s difficult for me to use my ‘Bone Beast’ and ‘King of Monsters’ transformation abilities in underground spaces. Unless it’s a very spacious cavern like where I fought the Ice Horror, my movements will be significantly restricted.
‘And because of the confrontation with them, the ice ceiling is in an unstable state.’
If we receive more shocks here, this frozen plain above could collapse entirely. In my transformed state, I could withstand a collapse of an ice ceiling several hundred meters thick, but the others couldn’t.
‘No, wait.’
Suddenly, a good idea came to mind.
After quickly brainstorming and planning, I finally made a decision.
[ZZZZ ZZZ ZZ ZZZZ (Let’s lure them here.)]
｢Are you sure about this?｣
The Mother of the Sky’s telepathic message was filled with deep concern. She also knows that this situation is dire, so it’s natural for her to worry.
After meeting everyone’s gaze once, I quickly explained the plan I had just formulated.
｢Wow! Hunting with the big guy after a long time! It’s gonna be fun!｣
｢Agreed.｣ ｢Exciting.｣
｢…That devilish personality of yours hasn’t changed.｣
‘It’s an interesting plan, but it’s not without significant risks. We need ways to increase the chances of success.’
[ZZZ ZZZZ ZZZ ZZZZ ZZ (I have something to say about that. Follow me).]
I grabbed PS-111 with my finger. Then, after picking up the backpack with weapons, I stepped out of the nest.
“You mentioned earlier that you want a Blood Raver, right?”
[Yes. With three, I can restore and enhance combat functions.]
I took out one inactive Blood Raver from the backpack.
“I find it hard to trust you completely. And this Blood Raver is something I need too.”
[But one is not enough. To create a body that reflects the characteristics of the Blood Raver, a large amount of organic resources is needed.]
“Can’t those resources be provided by living organisms?”
[I don’t understand what you mean.]
Instead of answering, I activated the Tooth Fairy Nest. Small, carnivorous fleas crawled out from the holes around my waist and between the plates on my back.
“I’ll provide the resources needed for bodily transformation.”
[An incredibly efficient energy supply solution,]
PS-111 exclaimed in admiration.
I handed PS-111 the Blood Raver.
Its mouth widened like that of a jawless person. Thin tubes protruding from its mouth wrapped around the Blood Raver before pulling it inward.
[Chirp, Blood River, absorption complete, chirp, organic matter for body reconstruction, chirp, absorption initiated, chirp.]
The body of PS-111, which had preyed upon Blood River and Tooth Fairies, contorted.
Watching it transform into a much more grotesque form than before, I smiled.
***
A series of groups were moving within the icy structure filled with cold air.
Despite the extremely low temperature, they were only wearing bodysuits covered in scales. The reason they only wore lightweight armor in such a harsh environment was that they were psychokinesis power users of high caliber.
If there were anyone sensitive to Psychic powers around, they would notice a faint violet aura surrounding their entire bodies.
Ivory-colored bodysuits, various horns protruding from the temples.
The identities of those walking through the frozen underground passages were the Temple Guardians of the Cult Empire.
Even within the Cult Empire, only proven skilled warriors could join the Temple Guardians. Their role was to bolster the factors or eliminate threats to the Empire’s security. Besides the Temple Guardians, the only group with military might surpassing them was the ‘Eyes of Prophecy,’ a subsidiary organization of the Prophet’s Council.
They were formidable opponents, to say the least. Probably within the top five most dangerous adversaries the Temple Guardians had ever faced. But all the cultists present were prepared to fight to the death.
“Alia, does Jason not trust us?”
“Idle chatter during the mission is forbidden.”
When the leader with yak horns, Alia, pointed this out in a cold voice, her subordinates fell silent. While it wasn’t the attitude to adopt during a mission, Alia didn’t bother to mention it.
She harbored considerable dissatisfaction with the situation herself.
‘Knowing that the Three headed Devil is dangerous, but…’
Since arriving in the underground with guidance from the Gallagon, Jason had been visibly tense to a degree she hadn’t seen before. Even she, his exclusive bodyguard and lover, had never seen Jason like this before.
That demeanor didn’t sit well with the Temple Guardians. It seemed as if they felt Jason was doubting their abilities.
The Temple Guardians were a group that hunted monsters that posed a threat to the Empire. Given the hundreds, even thousands, of monsters they’ve captured, they could be considered experts in monster hunting.
Of course, their foes were the toughest of the tough, having destroyed Empire Fortresses and Vanguard Detachments. They were probably among the top five most dangerous adversaries the Temple Guardians had ever faced.
But every cultist present was ready to fight to the death.
‘Jason couldn’t possibly be unaware of that fact.’
Not only that, but her lover had made an incomprehensible request to the Temple Guardians.
‘Should he seem likely to lose the fight, commit suicide?’
He seemed to have no doubt whatsoever that the Temple Guardians would lose against the creature.
On top of that, he even instructed them on specific suicide methods. He insisted that if they were to die fighting the creature, they must never leave even a trace of their heads behind.
He even went as far as to tell them to concentrate their Psychic powers in their brains and detonate them if they felt like they were going to die.
“Why on earth?”
In cult society, suicide is generally taboo unless it’s for a specific purpose of self-sacrifice. Taking one’s life for trivial reasons is seen as a rebellion against the great ‘principle.’
I asked separately via telepathy, but he didn’t explain. He would simply tell them to commit suicide since they wouldn’t understand anyway.
When the most honorable priest in the Empire behaves like that, it’s only natural for the esteemed Temple Guardians to lose morale.
Even though they were divided into three groups of twelve each due to the fork in the road, the dissatisfaction among the members didn’t easily dissipate. Though Alia warned briefly, the members still harbored animosity toward Jason’s rude behavior.
“Alia! Movement detected ahead!”
At that moment, the scout shouted loudly. Upon this, Alia and the twelve guardians drew their weapons.
Silent but swift in their strides, they were conversing incessantly in the mental realm connected through telepathic links.
“Jaxtal, Nesien will take care of the ceiling. We might be ambushed from above.”
“Starbran, Bilone will cover the front, while me and Brentz will take the rear.”
“Theren, something is disrupting the telepathic link. Check it out.”
[Got it.]
While regular warriors could use telepathic links, they relied on helmets designed to amplify Psychic powers for this purpose.
However, the Temple Guardians were trained to communicate with each other without any special tools. This was to avoid exposing vulnerabilities during combat.
With flawless coordination, they entered a significantly large chamber. Apart from the fact that there were four paths leading out, there didn’t seem to be anything special about it.
“Which way should we go?”
“We can’t determine the shape of the underground chambers due to interference.”
“Looks like the enemy is nearby. Everyone, stay alert.”
With weapons at the ready, they proceeded cautiously, scanning their surroundings. As they crossed the chamber and approached the intersection of the four paths, Alia sensed something amiss.
“Hmm?”
It felt qualitatively different from before. She looked around, but besides the ice and rocks turned black by the darkness, there were no other notable features.
However, as a seasoned warrior, Alia pondered why she felt that way. And soon enough, she arrived at an answer.
“A smell!”
There was a different scent in this chamber compared to the ice corridors they had traversed thus far. It indicated that something unknown was mixed in the air.
Realizing this fact, Alia urgently sent a telepathic command.
“Activate Dragon Scale Armor…!”
Just as Alia was about to give the command, dozens of movements were detected around the ground where they stood. And from beneath the ground, creatures the size of cultists’ faces suddenly emerged.
“It’s an ambush!”
“Everyone, respond!”
The members immediately counterattacked towards the flying small creatures. Spears and longswords struck the creatures as arrows and bullets pierced through their heads. In the blink of an eye, dozens of creatures were swiftly dealt with by their lightning-fast response.
“What are these?”
“Jason said they’re offspring of the three-headed demons.”
Upon hearing this, one of the guardians picked up a creature’s corpse. The creature resembled a cockroach with a black carapace, with human-like teeth protruding densely around its face.
“Utterly dreadful appearance…”
As he was about to curse, he stopped speaking. He had seen something behind him through the shared Soul Link vision.
Beside his shoulder.
“Kikik.”
In the place where there should have been only deep darkness, there was a face as white as snow.
“Watch out!”
“Huh?”
Resembling a human woman’s face, ‘it’ opened its mouth wide like a snake. Inside its bright red mouth were hundreds, if not thousands, of teeth densely packed.
Then, the sound of bones crunching in his ear. That was his final memory.
“Brentz is down!”
“Initiate counterattack!”
The creature, with a giant bug-like body attached to the head of a human woman, began biting Brentz’s head and started to flee. With eerie movements, crawling on multiple legs, it disappeared into one of the four corridors.
“Kikik, kikik, kikik, kikik, kikik, kikik, kikik.”
Beyond the dim corridor, only the mocking laughter of the creature echoed ominously.
“Damn it! We’re going after it! Clear the area!”
“Uh, Alia? Bilone is nowhere to be seen.”
“What?”
Upon hearing this, Alia hastily checked the Soul Link.
It was as the member said.
One of the remaining eleven Soul Links was moving abnormally fast.
While Brentz was under attack, Bilone, who was guarding the front, had been kidnapped.
“No way?”
The three-headed demon they were targeting.
One of the demon’s associates was among them.
In this frozen labyrinth, they were not alone.
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