Chapter 581
The plane that responded to the situation had two control systems. Apart from the pilot, there was also someone who could control it remotely.
They were afraid that the pilot would also be attacked and would not be able to bring back important information.
Humans had no advantage against evil gods, so any information was of utmost importance.
The agent who caught up with the plane had half his face and body covered in black blood. His rationality was on the verge of collapse. He could only grab the medical staff's hand with one hand and say instinctively, "Emergency, Karakalis … Disaster … Supreme Initiative … God's Descent …"
His words were vague and even different from common language. Some syllables in the language of mythical creatures appeared.
In addition, he had destroyed half of his ears, so he could not hear Toritos' words clearly.
Before he could finish speaking, a strange smile appeared on the agent's face. He spat out a large amount of black pus, and his widened eyes slid out of his eye sockets.
The mutation continued, but with a gunshot, everything ended.
The person who fired the gun looked at the black dot that appeared on his hand and took out the walkie-talkie without a change in expression. He recorded the agent's words, handwritten, and reported them word for word.
Then, he raised the gun and put it into his mouth. His eyes seemed to be flickering with something. Finally, he pulled a smile and pulled the trigger.
The plane landed at a secret base in the sea. As soon as it landed, a large amount of disinfectant was sprayed on it. Then, death row prisoners were sent to clean the plane and collect important matters.
Especially the agent's corpse.
Years of facing mythical creatures and even evil gods had allowed him to collect many mythical items with shocking side effects and amazing effects. At the same time, he had also mastered a lot of black technology.
For example, brain image extraction technology and corpse recovery behavior.
He did not know how useful this black technology was against corpses that were contaminated by evil gods, but he had to give it a try.
As for the words that the agent had said before his death, they had long been reported to the mythical researchers for in-depth study to unearth the meaning of those words.
They even pulled out the captured mythical creatures for interrogation.
Although it was a good thing that Toritos did not release the plague light, he had only sunk into the sea. Where did the First Born go, why did he break free from the seal, and what he was going to do next were all questions.
If one of them could not be solved, it would be a joke with the lives of all humans.
Soon, those words were explained and translated.
Chief Sampson looked at the translation with a serious expression. Although he had prepared for the worst, he didn't expect things to be so serious.
"From the results of the current translation, the so-called god Karakalis is about to be revived." The director's face was solemn, and his short white hair did not seem to be as energetic as usual.
Over the years, he had risen to power in the face of danger, serving as the director of [Myth]'s D.E.R. In the face of the increasingly severe situation, he had worked hard to maintain the stability of human life, but this time.
It was very clear in the records that Karakalis had once sealed all its descendants and slaughtered most of the Mythical Races back then. Furthermore, it had the absolute advantage.
In the face of such an existence, humans had no way of dealing with it. Their life and death depended entirely on the other party's will.
However, in the eyes of such an existence, humans were too insignificant.
Sampson picked up the translated text again. He understood most of the information, but what did this supreme enterprise mean?
He had searched through almost all the literature and inquired about the relevant Mythical Creatures, but none of them mentioned that Karakalis had the corresponding God name or deeds.
He also felt that the word "unparalleled" didn't match Karokalis at all.
Other than that one time when Karakalis was awakened by the war of the Gods thousands of years ago, it had been sleeping most of the time. If it weren't for the divine talisman, they would have thought that the master of this world was already dead.
"Go and check if there are any Evil Gods or things related to the supreme enterprise. Continue the investigation." Sampson didn't know what the purpose of this was, but they had no other way to deal with a god.
Grant had been having a dream ever since he was young. He wouldn't remember the specific content of the dream when he woke up, but there was a feeling that was particularly real. It was as if there was a flame that would never extinguish in his soul, constantly burning him and urging him to move forward.
Because of this feeling, he, who didn't come from a good background, was now the chairman of a listed company. He was a rising star in the business world, and he was only 25 years old.
However, he still felt that it wasn't enough. It was far from enough. His achievements were still too small.
Just as Grant was planning what he was going to do next, a few men in black came to his company. After showing their identification, they took him away despite his obstruction.
After a series of interrogation and hypnosis, Grant recalled the origins of his unknown dream. When he was young, he had once seen the sky crack open on the Day of the World Wailing, and something had entered the world.
Furthermore, he had heard a name from it. Following that, he began having that dream.
"What name?" Sampson asked as he sat on the other side of the table.
"I can't say." Grant shook his head and said. He had some understanding of the Mythical Response Team, so after understanding the situation, he immediately obeyed the orders and cooperated with them.
Just as Sampson was about to continue asking other questions, an agent walked in and whispered something into Sampson's ear.
The response team had found where Karakalis was sleeping. It was located in the world's largest and strangest lake, Black Mirror Lake.
"Bring him along." Sampson stood up, his expression becoming calmer. They had no other choice. Regardless of what their fate was, they were prepared to accept it.
Grant smiled bitterly as he was brought onto the helicopter. His gaze searched for all the elements around him, thinking about how to escape or protect himself.
However, their specialties were different. He could only follow the group of agents to the lake.
In myths and legends, Karakalis was everywhere. However, the image that appeared in front of people was usually a huge puddle of mud. It was said that all life in the world originated from this puddle of mud.
Now, the agents were slowly approaching the Black Mirror Lake. There was already an anomaly there. The surface of the water was constantly fluctuating, and there was even a layer of black light.
Those who approached would soon be covered in things and die. All sorts of fungi and bacteria would cover their bodies, making it seem extremely prosperous.
This anomaly kept happening and was getting bigger and bigger. This was the reason why the agents were able to discover Karakalis.
However, the strange thing was that when Grant arrived, all the anomalies quieted down. Then, they went completely berserk and retreated back into the lake.
This made everyone who was prepared to wait for their fate feel a little … amused.
All the previous scenes were scenes of Karakalis' arrival. Why did it suddenly retract?
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