I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 300 - 300 299. Hymn of the Olden Days_1

Chapter 300: 299. [Hymn of the Olden Days]_1 Chapter 300: 299. [Hymn of the Olden Days]_1 “Are you scaring yourself?”

The bandaged man asked a question but did not withdraw his hand. Instead, he released some kind of gray substance from between his fingers. The substance drifted with the wind like sand slipping through the gaps, spreading toward the corridor.

If someone were standing there, the smoke would reveal their figure. This was an extraordinary power the bandaged people had honed over the course of their long lives.

However, to the bandaged man’s surprise, even as the corridor filled with the gray smoke, no figure was revealed.

Only the young boy in the classic oil painting hung on the wall sneered at the bandaged man’s foolish action.

“Be careful.”

The bandaged man motioned for the merman to go ahead and slowly moved deeper into the corridor.

Standing in the room, Lu Ban took a deep breath.

“That scared me to death, almost got caught,” he said.

“…That would have been truly frightening,” Feng Yu read emotionlessly.

Lu Ban continued to follow the two, with Feng Yu’s effect of complete invisibility evading all their methods of detection. Although Lu Ban was right behind them, the two were completely unaware, simply surveying the various items within the ship.

The bandaged man entered a spacious room, which was different from the other bedrooms. Besides a bed, there was also a large wooden desk with nautical charts on it. Behind the chair was a display cabinet with a transparent window displaying a model of the Star Cluster.

Clearly, this was the captain’s room.

The bandaged man did not touch anything rashly but extended his hand, using the falling gray smoke to explore. His gaze swept over the cabinet, the window, the portraits, and fell upon the mirror on the wall.

In the mirror, the bandaged man’s image was clearly visible.

However, he distinctly saw another face behind him.

The face was slightly pale, belonging to a completely different race, with deep black eyes that seemed capable of devouring everything, terrifyingly fierce.

“!!!”

The bandaged man immediately turned around, the smoke in his hand forming sharp spikes that pierced through where the person was supposed to be.

But there was no sensation of a hit.

Behind the bandaged man was nothing but empty space; the merman was exploring another room.

Turning back, the mirror now showed only him.

Click clack—

A pen on the desk nearby fell to the ground, making a slight noise.

The bandaged man tensed up again and looked over.

There was nobody there.

He spread the gray smoke throughout the room, attempting to capture the movements of this possibly existing person. But still, he found no one.

“An illusion?”

Even though what he saw and heard gave him a strong sense of unease, his own abilities assured him that the place was safe.

The bandaged man soon found the cruise ship’s design blueprints. He picked up the drawings, ready to leave the captain’s room.

Before departing, he turned back and took a long, hard look at the room before leaving it.

In the room, Lu Ban stood by the window, twitching his mouth.

“How could you suddenly disable invisibility?” he asked Feng Yu.

Just now, Lu Ban had been standing behind the bandaged man, but Feng Yu suddenly removed his own invisibility, causing Lu Ban’s face to appear in the mirror. Although he quickly resumed invisibility, it was a close call.

And the pen was knocked off when Lu Ban was standing by the desk because Feng Yu suddenly removed the invisibility on his hand.

“Isn’t this quite interesting?”

There was a clear sense of amusement in Feng Yu’s voice.

“No, not interesting at all.”

Lu Ban immediately responded.

If he were to reveal himself in front of these people, he would have no choice but to start a fight.

Lu Ban considered himself a pacifist, and the tasks of the Silent Lands were strange and numerous. It was possible these people weren’t here to break a seal—what if they were just swimming near that eerie city? It would be quite embarrassing to mistake them for enemies.

Furthermore, these people could handle tasks of the [Metamorphosis] difficulty; their strength probably wasn’t much different from Lu Ban’s. There were three of them, and only two on Lu Ban’s side—they might not win a fight.

Uh, wait a second.

That’s when Lu Ban suddenly realized something.

Where had Laika gone?

After he fainted because of Feng Yu’s possession, when he woke up, Laika seemed to have disappeared.

Had he gone into hiding?

Or could it be…

Considering Laika’s characteristics, Lu Ban suddenly felt that the people on the ship might be in for some bad luck.

…

Four-eyed Kid sat on the deck, worriedly looking at the island that was close at hand yet out of reach.

In front of him, the deck’s flag twisted and contorted, forming the System’s sinister, crimson text.

[Odes of the Bygone Day]

[At the Center of the Storm, a lonely Temple stands tall]

[Therein sleeps a once-dominant Divine Being, waiting for an opportunity, for the olden songs to be sung, ushering in a brand new dawn]

[Enter this Temple, attempt to break the shackles placed upon the great being, and witness a feat of madness]

[Task requirement: Enter the Center of the Storm, reach the Temple]

[Task requirement: Unseal the Seal]

[Task Difficulty: Mutation]

“No telling how long this storm will take to move; it seems the city only rises from the sea when the storm hits,” Four-eyed Kid murmured, rubbing his palms together.

So far, the task had gone smoothly with two companions, but Four-eyed Kid couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. He had experienced Mutation-level tasks before; they were extremely difficult, almost a matter of life and death. By relying on his previous experiences, progressing cautiously, and sacrificing several teammates, he had managed to survive through those tasks.

Some of those tasks began with an attack by terrifying monsters, others involved assassinating a general heavily guarded, and still others required surviving in a heavily polluted area for seven days.

But this task, from beginning to now, had been overly simple. He had expected to physically cross through the storm, but the ruins’ tunnels had brought them straight to the vicinity of the Temple. No monsters had appeared for such a long time; the biggest issue was merely the ship’s inability to draw near to the Temple.

It was all going too smoothly.

Just like an exam that’s claimed to be disturbingly difficult, impossible even for top students, and yet you finish it with ease in twenty minutes without encountering any difficulty—wouldn’t you feel something was amiss after completing it?

That’s exactly how Four-eyed Kid felt.

The task’s progression had been too simple, without a hint of difficulty, which made it hard for Four-eyed Kid not to suspect something significant might be lying in wait for them further along.

Would the three of them become sacrifices after the Seal was broken?

The ship had appeared so abruptly here; it must be some element of the task—perhaps a monster was hiding on board?

As Four-eyed Kid pondered wildly, he suddenly caught sight of something that flashed by the edge of the distant deck.

That thing looked like… a clump of flesh?