usatvline Chapter 338: Abyss Art Museum (Epilogue)
Chapter 338: Abyss Art Museum (Epilogue)
Chapter 338 Abyss Art Museum (Epilogue)
The tentacles began to approach Vermouth, which made her mind become dazed. Suddenly, a clear flute sounded in her mind. The sound of the flute was like the singing of a nightingale, freeing her from this trance.
She looked up and saw a small figure emitting a soft halo, playing a piccolo, leaping through the tentacles of the abyss. As soon as the tentacles approached the warm light, they shrank back as if frightened.
Vermouth looked closely and saw that the little figure was the little girl from the previous painting of "The Source of Evil". She had a white puffy skirt, long golden hair, and short goat horns... How beautiful...
However, Vermouth noticed that the light on the little girl was getting dimmer and dimmer, until the tentacles made a tentative attack and the little girl's figure disappeared like a flickering candle in the darkness.
"Is it an illusion, or..." Vermouth muttered to herself as she looked at the disappearing figure, and then she noticed the undertaker on the other side.
At this moment, the undertaker seemed to be bewitched. He dropped his suitcase and walked slowly towards the center of the bloody flower of the abyss.
Finally, the tentacles outside that were blocking the rescue were violently blasted away by Gin, and the four people were shocked when they saw the scene inside.
Vermouth looked injured and was half-kneeling on the ground, while the undertaker staggered towards the pile of tentacles.
"Gat, wake up!" The mercenary picked up a piece of statue debris and threw it at him.
The fragment hit the undertaker's shoulder, causing him to stagger a few steps, but it still did not stop him from walking towards the abyss.
"It's really difficult to make people...stay awake and face the abyss." The undertaker slowly pulled down his mask and made a hugging gesture.
[Surveyor: Did Aesop take Frederick's script?]
[Postman: Aesop expressed his unwillingness to remain in the Black Organization. After all, the identity of "Gat" is very troublesome.]
[Composer: Indeed, if Rum pesters him to hand over information, it will be troublesome.]
[Undertaker: I'll leave the suitcase with them.]
[Entomologist: A suitcase filled with a few creatures of the abyss...]
[Prisoner: From Abyss One to Abyss Eight, I don't believe the Black Organization can develop anything like this.]
[Painter: What if we really come up with something?]
[Yellow Lord: Even so, those things are nothing more than insignificant playthings under our control.]
[Dream Witch: Hey, who's secretly gone out to preach? Don't think I don't know~]
[Lord in Yellow: ...]
A large number of tentacles rushed towards the undertaker and pulled him into the blooming flower, and the moment the petals closed, all the tentacles began to retract.
The tentacles that were unable to be retracted in time twisted their shape and slowly turned into the shape of yellow roses. Soon, the entire exhibition hall turned into a sea of yellow roses.
"What's going on? Snow Country..." Vodka looked at the sea of flowers in front of him and sighed that it was much more pleasing to the eye than the mycelium before.
Vermouth had some understanding of the principle behind this thing: "Those things, probably show different scenes after different people come into contact with them. Before, they were those disgusting tentacles, but after the Snow Country entered, they turned into yellow roses."
"The yellow rose in the cemetery, the only color besides black and gray..." The mercenary walked forward and picked a yellow rose, but the flower soon withered.
Moreover, all the flowers and branches were withering at an extremely fast speed, and the withered yellow color spread to the original base of the statue.
"Then what's going on? Those tentacles were so fierce when they attacked us before, but now the roses withered so quickly." Vodka was still puzzled.
Amuro Toru explained: "Perhaps the energy provided by Snow Country alone is not enough to support the consumption of these creatures. I don't think this is really an ordinary yellow rose. Maybe it is a mimic of those tentacles."
Having witnessed the mercenary switching back and forth between the "man in red" and his normal form, Toru Amuro has some understanding of the methods of mimicry.
"That Snow Country...he wouldn't..." Vodka found that the branches and leaves wrapped around the base of the statue were almost all dry.
Gin took two steps forward, swept away the dead branches and leaves, and found a golden skeleton in the center of the base, where the poetry collection "Flower of Evil" should have been placed.
The entire sternum and ribs were wrapped in blooming yellow roses. The yellow roses elsewhere had all withered, only the one here was still beautiful and juicy. A small butterfly landed on a rose, but when Gin tried to touch it, it turned into a point of light and disappeared among the flowers.
"This...could this be the corpse of the Snow Country?" Vodka was shocked.
[Mercenary: The Yellow Rose's corpse is quite suitable for your exit.]
[Embarkantist: I'm retired. If Vermouth dies in the future, remember to pack her up for me.]
[Knight: I see. Does it have to be the kind where the body is still warm, just recently died?]
[Ms. Farrow:?]
[Puppeteer: As long as the body is intact, it's fine. Richard, that's a bit strange.]
[Fire Investigator: Richard's words may sound strange, but they are indeed somewhat ambiguous.]
[Aviator: Isn’t this the same idea?]
[Cheerleader: Well, Florian got the hang of bullshit literature.]
"Perhaps another form of expression of that poetry collection?" Vermouth also stepped forward.
There were no traces of blood or struggle near the statue, but there was no sign of the undertaker either. Even someone like Gin, who could detect clues as subtle as a hair, thought that the undertaker must have been killed in an instant after being bewitched by the experimental creature, leaving no intact body.
"Pack your things and let's go back." Gin ordered.
Vodka walked over and picked up the undertaker's suitcase: "Oh, this is the only relic of the Snow Country."
The buckle of the suitcase suddenly broke open, and several inky black tentacles emerged like a sticky liquid. Vodka was so scared that he threw the suitcase out.
Only then did Vermouth remember that the undertaker had put some experimental subjects into the suitcase. It seemed that those creatures did not turn into ashes together with the largest one.
"It's truly a pleasant surprise, a blessing in disguise. The Snow Country was sacrificed in exchange for this small sample that can be used for living research."
The mercenary did not respond, but Toru Amuro had been paying attention to the changes in the mercenary's expression. Just now, the undertaker was suspected to be dead, but the mercenary did not even frown. This made Toru Amuro realize that the undertaker might not be dead at all, and this was just a trick to fake his death and get away.
Toru Amuro’s inner thoughts: Are your tricks of faking death so advanced?
After coming out of the villa, Gin told Chianti and Columbus about the undertaker's "death" and showed him the "corpse".
Chianti was greatly disappointed, because not only did Vermouth not die, but the Snow Country who wanted to send Vermouth to the other side actually died in this operation.
The good news is that the lower-level staff of the organization no longer have to worry about being spotted by an undertaker and buried alive. The bad news is that the "experimental creatures" brought back in this operation are unprecedented, and the organization's experimental personnel may not be able to control themselves.
Gin then ordered the villa to be burned down. The members of the peripheral organization immediately poured the prepared gasoline near the villa, and flames quickly rose.
The wooden firefly avoided the scorching flames and disappeared into the bushes by the river.