I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"As a senior executive of Chaldea, I am deeply sorry for my boss..." Roman said with a sigh.

Now, we can only hope that the beast tide will pass and they will be able to crawl out of the ground.

"There's no need to apologize at all, I don't think the man-made animal tide father will miss it." Gu Dazi said strangely.

Matthew also agreed with this point: "Yes, if the director clearly knows that we are here, there must be a way to solve it."

Of course, maybe the brain circuit of the other party has always believed that they are candidates for masters, and let them be self-reliant or something...

"Almighty master of the underworld, lion that roars across the earth..."

"We will serve all, and all..."

"Please collect my soul and let my children survive this disaster..."

Several voices suddenly came from the fruit cellar, interrupting the conversation between Matthew and the others.

Matthew looked at the seven or eight figures who were taken to the basement by the seniors to take refuge. Among them, the husband or wife was half-kneeling on the ground. On the surface, they were kneeling and sitting facing them, but in fact they lowered their heads tightly and stared at the ground.

They seem to be singing some ancient ballad with magic power, or it seems to be a prayer of faith in pure fear.

"Doctor, this is?" Matthew asked in surprise.

Roman also expressed that he was not sure, he could only guess: "Maybe this is the singing that the ancient residents usually believed in, just like the modern 'Amen'... But speaking of the master of the underworld, there is indeed a ghost in Mesopotamia. A goddess, but... the goddess of the underworld is fine. The lion of the earth... I remember that in the legend, there should be no such role in the Mesopotamian civilization. Could it be a creature eliminated by history?"

"No, look at them... there seems to be a magical reaction." Matthew's eyes were sharp, and he saw a purple magic power extending from the bottom of the earth at the feet of the praying people.

"How is it possible!? They are obviously ordinary humans."

"Pure belief... no, this is really the death breath of the underworld!" Roman's expression changed suddenly: "What happened in this area? Instead of relying on the extradition of birth, old age, sickness and death, it uses rituals comparable to sacrifices. The existence of the Lord actually agreed to this exchange of life forms?"

He originally wanted to say that the goddess of the underworld should not interfere with the human beings on the ground at all, but after thinking about it carefully in this age of the gods, the era of the manifestation of gods, it is not a big deal for the goddess of the underworld to appear on the ground.

"Look, what power is about to extend from the ground." Matthew stared at the bodies of several humans, and found that almost materialized energy had faintly emerged from their crawling underground.

"Is this a ritual to summon the undead underground?"

After waiting for a few minutes, the swarming figures of beasts on the ground had already begun to envelop from above their heads, the sound of rumbling and shaking the earth, and strands of fine sand also fell from the slate sky above Matthew and the others.

On one side is the sacrifice of the ceremony, and on the other side is the plundering attack from the beast tide above.

Soon, from the results observed by Sheba, Roman found that it was not the same thing.

"It's a signal, they're sending some kind of signal!" Roman yelled.

"What means……"

"This motto was spread by a certain existence. As long as you chant it, you can probably contact that existence. Just treat them as a GPS positioning system." Roman said in a hurry, his face felt uncomfortable again Convincingly said to himself: "But how is this possible..."

This is a motto for direct communication with the gods, even if it belongs to the age of the gods, this kind of spell should also be mastered by the local temple priests and devout believers at the level of priests.

Looking at their familiar faces now, including some children plausibly imitating their murmurs, it seems to be a kind of commonplace spell.

This is like the suggestion box of the chairman of a large company. It was supposed to be collected by executives such as the general manager and then fed back to the upper level, but now it has become a place where countless ordinary employees can directly give feedback to the gods.

The goddess of the underworld, who is in charge of the afterlife, is not a kind person who is willing to help others. Her priesthood should not interfere with the earth.

Why did she try to spread the proverbs in this land? Is it the last struggle to develop faith, or to perceive the end of the gods?

Roman held his breath and said nothing in the control room, quietly waiting for the feedback from the group of believers.

"Maybe that goddess will arrive?" Gudazi tried to ask.

Matthew remained silent.

At this moment, from the top of everyone's heads, suddenly there was a biting aura of cold car.

"coming--!"

Those ordinary people who chanted, chanted even louder.

At this time, there was a rumbling sound from above their heads, and suddenly there was an extremely loud 'boom'.

Cracks appeared in their walls, quicksand fell from their heads...

"Not good, senior!"

"Mash, protect the child with a shield."

The two young girls hugged those innocent young girls who looked cute and even found it funny.

After less than a minute...

There was an extreme coolness coming from the top of their heads, which made Gudazi and the others shiver uncontrollably.

Beep, beep——!

The picture of Roman in the projection of the spirit son also began to appear unstable.

"A lot of...magic power...response...be careful...don't come out..." Roman's voice flickered in the projection of spirits.

Immediately afterwards, everything came to a standstill.

The shaking sound of the sky suddenly ceased to exist, and the freezing air that seemed like a spring of hell gradually receded. In the narrow space, those chanting people also stopped singing, and Roman's spirit seed projected, and the screen returned to policy.

"Is it over...?" Matthew swallowed.

Her intuition gave her the feeling that she had just experienced a very terrible thing.