Soul of Negary Chapter 222
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Chapter 222: Vol3 Ch22: The domain of dreadful silence
Translator: La0o9
In the silence, the surrounding environment started to change.
An individual’s perception of the world was built upon the combination of many senses.
Sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, as well as other uncategorized senses, like Negary’s field of perception, or the spiritual sense that some exceptionally talented psychics were born with.
The various senses allow an individual to perceive the world in a certain way, but when one of these senses go missing, this perception would be distorted accordingly.
There are things that we might not have ever paid attention to, but it didn’t mean that they don’t exist.
They simply exist in different environments than we do, which made mutual communication difficult, or even impossible.
Conversely, when an individual was able to perceive these things through one or more unique senses, it meant that their ‘worlds’ had gotten closer to one another.
The God of Silence that the Soundless cult worshipped existed in an entirely different environment in this same world.
There were those who were born soundless, but instead possessed this unique sense of perception that allowed them to come into contact with this aspect of the world.
This aspect was beyond anyone’s imagination, so they assumed that this place was the domain of God.
The domain of God was dangerous, but its information was passed down the generations of these soundless people, combined with other records and documents, they had slowly but surely learnt more about the silent domain of God.
They were now able to exist in relative safety within this domain, while also using the powers of this domain to accomplish things that normal humans were unable to accomplish.
In summary, this was how the Soundless cult came to be. By borrowing its unique sense of perception, they eventually grew to be the largest evil cult of Lohr.
Negary observed the particularly uncoordinated world in front of his eyes and twitched his fingers.
After the three members of the Soundless cult used their ability, the sound of everything within this environment vanished, although he could still produce vibrations, they did not result in sound, while the three people had already vanished without a trace.
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〖 It’s as if the concept of ‘sound’ itself has been removed from this place, even if one can recognize vibrations, they cannot perceive it as sound 〗Negary stood up.
He had confirmed that his speech apparatus was normal, but he couldn’t even hear his own mumbling. His surrounding environment was slowly distorting itself, as if something was changing, but nothing had actually changed at all.
〖 Different rules for a different aspect of the world? 〗
Negary no longer spoke and simply thought to himself, while also observing this different aspect of the world. Perhaps because he no longer had a sense of hearing, his other senses grew unprecedentedly sensitive.
Every color became vibrant, the red flower outside his window appeared as if it might actually bleed, then it actually started bleeding.
As a surprising volume of bloody liquid flowed down the petals of the flower, the redness of it was shocking to see.
〖 Flowers are the reproductive organs of plants, so this must be them during the monthly menstrual period, mustn’t it? 〗Negary didn’t care to pay much attention to the bleeding flower and made his way out of the room.
The carpet under his feet suddenly moved and wrapped around Negary, trying to pull him deeper into the room.
A sharp blade appeared from his arm and easily sliced the carpet apart. A huge volume of blood splattered all over the room from the carpet, although this blood was a bit strange, as they weren’t a liquid, but actually granulated solid beads.
It was like a party pinata, raining candy when popped open instead of blood.
These granulated beads were highly uniform, each of them were as small as the tip of one’s finger and slightly flattened, almost like blood platelets.
The entire room then began to shake. Taking a short glance at the platelets that had covered up the door, Negary jumped out from the window to land in the garden, the flowers on one side were desperately trying to retain as much blood as possible, but to little avail.
The house had now started to stand up, the two windows on the side looked like giant eyeballs while the front door appeared as a mouth, the carpet from before now looked almost like a long tongue. The house creature looked at Negary in a highly personified manner, then opened the front door to release a large volume of the granulated blood beads from before towards him.
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At the same time, the roots, stems, and flowers around him started to move closer; the petals fluttered and wiggled to release a peculiar fragrance of flowers.
In a world without the sense of hearing, this fragrance was especially fatal, capable of rousing the lust hidden deep within an individual’s psyche, rousing a sense of pleasure as if these flowers were the most irresistible things in the entire world.
At the same time, a bit of flower nectar could be seen seeping out from inside the flower, glittering and shining. Anyone would tell at a glance that it was an extremely attractive delicacy.
〖 So, that would be the request for copulation? 〗the bone blade in Negary’s arm swung forward, cutting down every single bit of vines and flowers that approached him. In his vision, Negary could clearly see the flower petals shivering in hyperemia, exuding a sense of tender beauty before a large volume of pollen was sprayed from inside the flower.
Without hesitation, Negary immediately retreated without enjoying the beautiful scene of flower pollen fluttering in the air. After all, from a biological perspective, pollens are the reproductive cells of plants, equivalent to the ejaculation of human males after procreation.
Visually, the scene of flower pollen flying in the air was beautiful, but if you take the previous behaviors of these flowers into consideration, ha ha.
When the pollen landed on the ground, Negary’s heightened sense of touch was able to sense the numerous movements in the earth.
The pollen had seeped into the earth as well as the bodies of various other creatures, although most of it had landed on the granulated blood beads that the house spat out, then quickly fused with them like a fetus and rapidly grew.
If Negary hadn’t retreated earlier and got any of this pollen on his body, he would perfectly sense every pollen infiltrating his body, then growing into numerous fetuses all over him.
In this world with the heightened sense of touch, anyone could clearly sense the movements of these numerous fetuses. Furthermore, one’s mental capabilities were also being magnified together with every other sense, so when the fetuses had grown to a certain degree, one might even be able to hear the thoughts of one’s ‘descendants’ from them.
If an ordinary person became the host for these flower pollen, their mind would be under constant torture, their normal senses of perception would feel powerless to adapt to such a situation. Quite predictably, that person’s mind would quickly collapse, under the influence of tens of thousands of fetuses, they would fall to rock-bottom and become a seedbed for flower pollen. This was probably what people meant when they said ‘you can’t mess with flowers’.
The fetuses created from flower pollen and the house’s blood quickly matured and grew to the size of a human head. It was an amalgamation, half-plant, half-rock, but all-around indescribable by words. Their very existence caused discomfort and challenged the human sense of rationality. Even now, they were twitching on the ground at the exact same frequency and time, making for a speechlessly eerie sight.
Negary observed them for a while out of curiosity before heading to the outside world.
After a short moment, Negary discovered that he had been essentially trapped inside a small area around his house, it felt like he was going around in circles, stuck to seeing only this environment.
Occasionally, Negary could see transparent humanoid figures walking on the street before quickly vanishing. From their physique, Negary recognized them as his neighbors, but it was as if they were in two separate worlds, unable to come into contact with one another.
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