Shrouded Seascape

The bizarre entity gave no response whatsoever to Anna's words and continued its leisurely approach. It used its grotesque tentacles to prop itself on the ground and looked over Anna.

The disgusting, diseased water dripping off its figure landed on Anna's face. The liquid seemed intangible, seemingly phasing through Anna's skin and muscles before sliding down her spine and dripping onto the ground.

Anna willed, and the corrosive green flame next to her instantly grew larger, engulfing the bizarre entity.

For the first time ever, however, the corrosive green flame that was capable of incinerating everything failed to serve its purpose. It phased through the bizarre entity's chest.

Clearly, the bizarre entity was not a physical entity; perhaps it was just a projection of its true body.

Unfortunately for Anna, the bizarre entity's advance remained unthwarted, and upon seeing that the entity's grotesque figure was about to make contact with her, Anna manipulated the corrosive green flame to scorch her restraints.

The restraints were instantly reduced to ashes, freeing Anna, but she still couldn't move an inch. The anesthetic's effect had yet to fade. She couldn't move a single finger and could only watch helplessly as the bizarre entity made contact with her.

Finally, the bizarre entity touched her. It phased through Anna, and its bizarre-looking head overlapped with Anna's head. Anna trembled involuntarily, and her limbs lost their natural color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The scene was captured by the surveillance cameras, and it was projected onto the large screen in the adjacent monitoring room. Carlo, Lucius, and other IMF members held their breaths, watching nervously.

"What do you think? Will 451 be effective on 315?" Carlo asked, sounding uneasy. He was pacing back and forth before the wall-sized screen.

"It's definitely going to be effective. 451 is not an ordinary entity. It's a Level B Anomaly. The organization paid a heavy price to bring it under control. 451 will certainly be able to find what we want from 315's mind."

Meanwhile, Anna saw a peculiar scene. The bizarre entity had dragged her out of her chair, but when she looked back, she found another Anna in the chair behind her.

The Anna in the chair looked languid with dilated pupils as if she were dying. The bizarre entity was still in front of her, and it seemed to be emitting a divine light.

The next moment, 451's chest burst open, and more than ten slender and pitch-black hands rushed out of the hole. They grabbed Anna's figure and tore off a huge chunk of her body before retracting into 451's chest.

As soon as a chunk of her soul was ripped off of her, Anna felt extreme pain akin to being cut by thousands of knives. Her soul body screamed in pain, and its humanoid form began to collapse, transforming into a Dioite with writhing tentacles

"You will pay for what you have done today!" Anna roared at the bizarre entity.

Before she could speak any further, she was dragged into her physical body.

The people in the monitoring room stared intently at the scene.

Carlo picked up the pager next to him and said, "Absorption complete. The combat team is ready to retrieve 451. Wait! Don't go in yet! Something's wrong with 451!"

451 seemed to have seen something terrifying from Anna's soul, as it was trembling like an aspen tree.

Its grotesque figure shrank, and whimpering echoed from the windpipes all over it. It hugged its head with its massive tentacles and cast a fearful gaze at Anna while retreating unconsciously.

Everyone could see that it was afraid.

Boom!

451 slammed its tentacles into the ground and retreated in a hurry.

No one expected that they'd witness such a peculiar scene, and they could not help but think about what the bizarre entity had seen in 315's memories.

A combat team was sent into the room, and the wooden box containing 451 was quickly pushed into the adjacent monitoring room.

Carlo took out a yellowed piece of parchment. Using the nearby translation device, he wrote a line of ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs on the piece of paper. He then slid the paper into the box through a tiny gap at the bottom of the box. ȓἁΝȏ𝐛Êꞩ

"What did you see?"

After an agonizing few seconds of waiting, the paper slid back out, and there was a line of neatly written Egyptian hieroglyphs on it.

"I saw God."

"God? Is it talking about God Fhtagn?" Everyone's hearts sank at the thought of it alone. They had perused the doctrines of the Fhtagn Covenant, and if God Fhtagn truly existed, then it would be the worst-case scenario.

Carlo wrote more words on the yellowed piece of parchment to ask for more details from 451.

However, 451's replies became truly bizarre just then—all of its replies lacked any adjectives. It seemed that it couldn't find any suitable adjectives to describe what it had seen in ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs.

Looking away from his colleague, who was busy attempting to extract more information from 451, Lucius frowned upon seeing 315's lowered head. Although separated by a screen, Lucius could still feel her fury.

"What exactly are you?" Lucius muttered, looking at Anna's back.

He was truly convinced that by bringing in 451 and conducting an Anomaly Interaction Experiment, they'd learn everything there was to know about her.

However, the outcome was truly out of their expectations.

At first, Lucius found it absurd that the headquarters had classified her as "Keter." He felt that "Keter" was too high of a threat level to assign to Anna, but it turned out that the joke was on him; the headquarters hadn't made any mistakes.

"Captain Lomonosov, take 315 back to the containment chamber."

A man towering nearly two meters tall with a gun in hand nodded at Lucius' words. He was the captain of a combat team, so he asked no questions and stood ramrod straight, saluting Lucius before walking toward the automatic door with his subordinates.

Meanwhile, Carlo was still busy in his attempts to extract more information from 451. He looked at the parchment in his hand and kneaded his forehead in frustration. The text written on the parchment had become intelligible, and even their advanced translation device could no longer understand it.

Left with no choice, Carlo quickly came up with another solution in his final attempt. "From now on, stop writing and use drawings instead. Draw the appearance of the god in 315's memories and show it to me."

A new piece of yellowed parchment was slid into the gap in the box.

Carlo waited anxiously for the response.

A few seconds later, the wooden box cracked open slightly, and Carlo hurried over at the sight of it.

When Carlo reached the wooden box, the crack abruptly widened, and the entire wooden box was lifted before crashing into Carlo's figure. The impact sent Carlo flying across the room.

A massive tentacle that seemed to be made out of flesh lashed out from the wooden box. The tentacle swept past someone's head, and their pupils dilated instantly; their knees went weak, and they collapsed to the floor, never to stand up again.

Moments later, 451's massive and terrifying figure crawled out of the wooden box, and it pounced unhesitantly toward the crowd of people in the room.

In the blink of an eye, the room was filled with blood and gore.

"451 is going berserk in Monitoring Room 14 on the 8th Floor! Close all the isolation walls on Floors 7, 8, and 9!"

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