Saving the World in an Apocalypse-Style Text Game-Chapter 732 - 360 Heading to the Holy Nest! _2

After that, Flandre never saw Belatu again.

Lin Xun had already known about the rest of the narrative. He could largely fill in the remaining gaps through reasoning.

In the early stages of the war, Firefly had an overwhelming advantage. The Wet Nurse breaking down Firefly’s genes was a desperate measure, and the only chance for a reversal.");

Probably, Firefly presumed that Wet Nurse definitely couldn’t decode the gene. As for those like Flandre and Belatu who self-identified as rebels, they were also rejected, since the outcome of the war was already decided, and there was no need for unnecessary complications.

It was not until Wet Nurse had tested all of her offspring and failed without exception that she had to make a last-ditch effort to burn her divine body and break down the Firefly gene.

No one expected that Wet Nurse’s desperate gamble would succeed, and from that point, the tide of the war instantly turned.

Firefly fell into a great disadvantage, forced to accept rebellious offspring like Flandre, as well as Belatu, who was beginning to entertain thoughts of rebellion.

By now, Firefly had been pushed into a corner, even placing their hopes of turning the tables on outsiders.

In Firefly’s view, he was an outsider like Wet Nurse. Yes, or perhaps a herald of an alien deity.

Even if they knew that they might end up raising a tiger that might cause trouble, or invite a wolf into the house, they had to take the risk, in search of the last glimmer of hope.

"I just don’t know if there are any other rebel offspring. If there are, this trip to the Holy Nest might go a bit more smoothly."

[...]

[’Military Mole Cricket’ has been traveling for a long time, closenes to the Holy Nest territory...]

[’Flandre’ slightly frowns, her expression serious. She tells you that the Holy Nest was once the central area of the Firefly Kingdom, an incomparably magnificent large egg-shaped building, occupying an area larger than any other large city.]

[Now, Wet Nurse has occupied most of the Divine Kingdom’s land, including the Holy Nest.]

[You and she cannot enter the Holy Nest through the conventional entrances, as you will definitely be stopped by Feathereds at every gate, which will lead to conflict.]

[She knows of a secret entrance that can enter the Holy Nest, capable of avoiding the Feathereds guarding the Holy Nest...]

[With your consent, ’Flandre’ takes control of the ’Military Mole Cricket’ to change direction, heading towards an unknown location...]

[...]

[Soon after setting off, the Military Mole Cricket rests, arriving at the destination.]

[A foul odor constantly billows into your nostrils along with steam, finding yourself in a dark, damp tunnel, with wastewater submerging your ankles, which makes you feel a bit nauseous.]

[’Flandre’ jumps down from the cabin, her feet not touching the ground, as she just floats above the river formed by the black wastewater.]

[She tells you that this is the location of the sewer in the lowest outer layer of the Holy Nest.]

[Since the entire Holy Nest is one structure, no matter what kind of mole cricket it is, it can’t dig directly through the Holy Nest, it can only advance to the outer layer of the Holy Nest.]

[’Jinmu’ jumps down from the belly of the mole cricket, can’t help but cover his nose and vomit repeatedly. Seeing you and ’Flandre’ look at him, it sheepishly smiles, commenting that the sense of smell of a ’Shadowdancer’ container is too keen. He will get used to it after a while.]

[Seeing ’Flandre’ floating in the air without touching the ground, able to avoid the wastewater, it’s a bit envious. It can’t do the same, and can only hook its arm around your shoulder, lamenting their shared misfortune.]

[You flap your back-bone wings, also floating in mid-air, proceeding forward under Flandre’s guidance.]

[Seeing this, ’Jinmu’ can’t help but grimace, and can only follow step by tramping through the wastewater...]

[Soon after setting off, a humanoid shadow emerges from the darkness ahead.]

[You take a closer look, and see it’s a Feathered wandering aimlessly, its eyes full of malice, and the corners of its mouth pulling back to its ears in a creepy silent laugh.]

[It seems to have sensed your approach, and immediately lunges at you...]

[Before it even gets close, ’Flandre’ points forward, and the Feathered drops to the ground as though hitting an iron wall, dying quietly without even twitching.]

[Your alliance character ’Flandre’ has defeated the ’Extreme Evil Wanderer’!]

[’Flandre’ glances back at you, her eyes filled with gravity. She sighs slightly, apparently most of the areas surrounding the Holy Nest have already been touched by the ’White Fleece Snow Season’.]

[These Feathereds, either willingly or forcibly, have all become food for the power called ’Malice’...]

If the White Fleece Snow Season has been spread to the Holy Nest, it means that the time for Wet Nurse to give birth to a new offspring is not far off.

The Wet Nurse must have calculated the timing correctly, waiting for the entire Holy Nest population to fall into the realm of Extreme Evil, which coincides with her time of delivery.

At that time, with the Shell of the new offspring under Wet Nurse’s control, she could adopt all the Extreme Evil power for her own use.

To defeat the Wet Nurse, Lin Xun must act before she does.

[’Flandre’ also understands the key point here, leading you to quicken your pace...]

The sewers are filled with many ’Extreme Evil Wanderers’, abnormal creatures that are no longer Feathered in the normal sense, represented by rapidly expanding shadows on the network of consciousness.

Even the Wet Nurse can’t observe these Extreme Evil creatures through the network of consciousness.

The three of them push forward, swiftly exiting the sewer and reaching the surface...]

[...]

[You lifting a metallic hatch, immediately a biting cold wind carrying heavy snow rushes into the tunnel, a dazzling gray light infiltrates.]

[You exit through the hatch, stepping out onto the surface...]

[In sight is a world of white. Snowflakes dance and drift down in an unending shower. Every breath you take, the cold air travels straight from your nose and mouth to your lungs, sending chills down your spine.]