[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

108: High School Student 16

The ocean was a pump, relentlessly pulling everything to the sea floor, churning and rumbling like a freshly-brewed nightmare of incredible power.

"The eruption might trigger a tsunami. Quick, get to high ground!" experienced sailors shouted.

Meanwhile, on top of the summoning altar, even more green fog had appeared. Billows of poisonous mist rose into the sky.

What was going on?!

Zong Yan was slightly crouched down. His eyes were piercing.

The cult followers who were on their knees got up and began to chant.

"Behold the eternal city of silence! R'lyeh has manifested from the bottom of the ocean!"

"This is the awakening of R'lyeh!"

"Our centuries-long dream is finally here!! May the ignorant world receive the glory of R'lyeh!"

All their faces were excited, like they were pumped up with adrenaline, and their eyes glittered with fanatic exhilaration. Cultists swarmed to Zong Yan's feet to kiss the base of the altar.

"O my Lord, recover your lost memories of your true self!"

They were so noisy that Zong Yan's head began to ache. The situation on Pohnpei Island wasn't optimistic. All around them, leaves of the tropical palm trees were falling to the ground, and the earth was trembling so violently that one wondered if it were about to split open.

The whirlpool on the ocean continued to rotate. The black clouds grew heavier and heavier, descending lower in the sky. From a distance it looked like they were about to be sucked into the vortex.

In the center of the spiral, an eerie black spire began to slowly rise. The thorny spikes that covered its surface pointed to the sky.

Zong Yan's eyes widened.

It had only been a few months since he'd returned from prehistoric times, but since then Zong Yan began to feel more and more like it belonged to some other world, that it wasn't entirely real.

It felt like he'd always been an ordinary high school student, struggling in a sea of test papers. Not someone who'd almost lost his life saving the planet, or a person who'd just come back from a tour of prehistoric Earth.

After all, R'lyeh had submerged so long ago, and its sinking was necessary to world history. Across countless timelines, no R'lyeh in any version of Earth had survived.

If R'lyeh had continued to exist, Cthulhu's clans would have maintained near-permanent domination. For the development of intelligent life on Earth, it would have been a devastating blow.

As the distant spire slowly rose up from the ocean, gradually revealing the platform below it, Zong Yan clenched his fists.

Even after lying dormant for hundreds of millions of years, the gigantic city of black and dark green hadn't lost any of its glory.

Those hideous, lofty towers stretched up from the base of the city, arranged in three distinct levels, constructed from incomparably bizarre angles. A massive bridge of white bone connected several towers, covered with long spiky projections like the razor-sharp claws and fangs of a devil, glowing with an unsettling light.

The black spire at the top of the palace was so huge that from a distance it was all that could be seen.

Everyone who gazed upon the city was struck with physical disgust, as if someone had punctured the corneas of their eyes with a fine needle. Their brains churned with a powerful feeling of loathing.