I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 480 - 480 479. Lalawuga laga lala wawa_1

Chapter 480: 479. Lalawuga laga lala wawa_1 Chapter 480: 479. Lalawuga laga lala wawa_1 Gaga lurked within the dark currents, for in the deep sea, the flow of water was regular. With the help of currents, one could swiftly reach a certain location in a very short time.

Yet the foreign invaders were certainly unaware of these things, leading them to miscalculate distances.

Even though Gaga was so far away from them now, by riding the dark current, he could reach their side in an extremely short period of time.

And by then, the unprepared enemies would face the wrath of the Tide Summoner.

Gaga drew his weapon, a dagger. The hilt was made of rough black Stone, and the blade was formed from mist. Merely glancing at the dagger was like hearing the whispers from an indescribable presence of a distant world.

This was a weapon Gaga had obtained during a mission, and although it was just a small dagger, a slash from it could cause pollution. A wound it inflicted would never heal, and enduring the eternal whispers of the great presence would lead to the loss of sanity, madness, mutation, and ultimately death.

As a fighter of meager strength, ambush was Gaga’s way of survival; he would decidedly not confront the invaders head-on.

The deep night did not differentiate between night and day, with the only time distinction perhaps being the luminescent creatures in the sea — bright colors signified day, while monotone colors indicated night.

For the intruders, the distinction between day and night was insignificant.

Thus, Gaga planned to observe for a few days first and would strike opportunistically when his prey rested.

But after a few days of following, Gaga noticed something.

Does this person not sleep?

No matter when, he was always on the move, seemingly possessed of boundless energy.

It made Gaga tired just watching.

He had to adjust his plan. After a sound sleep, he voraciously ate two fish and then followed using the dark current.

“Could it be that sleep is not a concept for this person’s race? No wonder he’s turned into a monster!” he thought.

Gaga felt he had experienced so many Foreign Domains, seen all kinds of storms, and understood various forms of civilization, but this lack of sleep truly puzzled him.

“Maybe he’s been affected by pollution, mutated into a monster, and thrown in here. Poor little fish, let me see how your body has developed,” Gaga mused as he moved a bit closer.

In the sea, unlike on land, scent and sound were the main means of detection.

Using scent, Gaga confirmed the presence of only one opponent, and with sound, he finally found the moment the guy let his guard down.

The other seemed to be resting near some reef.

Gaga believed that opportunities were fleeting, so he immediately dived into a nearby current and, propelled by the water, moved rapidly towards the other.

In an instant, Gaga was less than a hundred meters away from his quarry.

He drew his dagger, ready to ambush.

Gaga was fast, and the other had no time to react.

Pff —

The dagger sliced through the man’s arm. That was when Gaga noticed that this was a delicate, pale creature without scales, pure white all over, and lacking fins, though he had gills on his neck.

So strange.

Gaga thought, perplexed, while he immediately pulled away to keep his distance.

He saw blood in the water, knowing he had scored a hit.

In less than ten seconds, the man would descend into madness from the spreading pollution, becoming delirious. By then, Gaga could easily kill him.

He kept silent, knowing all too well those who prattled to their opponents often ended up killed by them.

More importantly, he felt that the other might not understand his language.

Remaining vigilant, Gaga waited for the pollution to take effect.

Waiting for the pollution to take effect.

Waiting.

“?”

Something was wrong.

After a dozen seconds, the man was Unmoving, neither going mad nor just floating in place.

Even more, Gaga found that the blood flowing from the wound had disappeared.

From the man’s wound, some green grass had grown.

The grass covered the wound, greedily sucking the blood.

He looked at the man, at the same time, taking out a crystal-clear gemstone.

“■■■■■!”

Gaga uttered a spell incomprehensible to common people, then threw the gemstone out.

Seemingly lit with black flames, the gemstone’s fire eagerly leapt forward, burning through the seawater rapidly and flying toward the enemy.

Gaga noted a change in the man’s expression, which he took for fear. His nerves immediately tensed, readying himself to look for an undercurrent to escape with before taking the chance to launch a sneak attack.

But in the next moment, Gaga, who wanted to swim away, found his hand entangled by something.

Turning his head, he saw that the hand holding the dagger was already bound by a slippery tentacle. Following the tentacle, Gaga saw an enormous gaping maw waiting for him.

“Wait a moment.”

On the other side, Lu Ban made a noise.

In front of him, the black flames burned quietly, seeming to contain a myriad of dazzling colors, glorious and brilliant.

The consuming flames that should have engulfed everything obediently contracted in front of Lu Ban as though he had them under control.

It was unfortunate for the Common people or average Transcendents, who probably couldn’t withstand the spread of this devouring flame, but fortunately, those around Lu Ban were no ordinary people.

“This is Pure Fire, where did you get it from?”

“Wuuwala lala Gaga wuwala!”

The Little Fish Man called out.

Lu Ban had just started speaking when he remembered that without the translation from the Silent Lands, his words probably sounded like gibberish to the other party, so he looked at Feng Yu.

“Stop scaring people, translate.”

“Wuwu lala gala wula wula.”

Feng Yu closed her mouth and spoke to the Little Fish Man.

“Lala wuga gala gala lala wawa.”

The Little Fish Man seemed very anxious as it called out.

After a back and forth of wuwu and lala, Feng Yu turned her head.

“He said he bought it from the System, it’s called the Gate of Seclusion, if I remember correctly, it’s also a space similar to the Silent Lands.”

“Ask for more details.”

Lu Ban quickly got some information from the Little Fish Man. In the Gate of Seclusion, such an item was expensive, but not uncommon, and the gemstone that contained the Pure Fire came from a Foreign Domain called the Splendid Realm, which had been destroyed.

Having gotten all the information, Lu Ban didn’t bother with pleasantries and handed the man over to Feng Yu to deal with.

“In the Splendid Realm, there was something that could control Pure Fire. It seems that the bottle containing Glaze Fire also came from there. Were the Glaze Fire and this gemstone put up for sale by someone from there, and has this person ever been to the Splendid Realm?”

Lu Ban fell into thought.

Originally, he believed that Pure Fire was a survival strategy found by The Island to counteract the Pollution, but now it seemed that the Pollution might actually be the native contamination of The Island, and Pure Fire was spread by someone who brought it there.

Thinking of the giant Divine Sakura and the original Shrine Maiden, Lu Ban discerned something.