I became the old one

Chapter 197 Born from the Bath of Fire (End of Greek Mythology, please subscribe)
After hearing Su Heng's question, Hastur fell into silence.

Just when Su Heng thought that this guy could not catch his breath and was about to die, Hastur's slack pupils focused again, and he replied weakly: "Of course we are different."

Hastur said: "I, Cthulhu, and the young old man named Istya, were all born from the nameless fog of chaos, created by the great god of blindness and ignorance, Azathoth. But you are not like this, for us you are an existence outside the rules."

"God of blindness and ignorance, Azathoth?" Su Heng frowned and said, "What is that, the existence that can create the old rulers?"

In Su Heng's opinion.

Creativity itself is a manifestation of strength.

Most of the dependents created by ordinary old rulers are weak, and they can only rely on numbers to gain an advantage.

However, the offspring created by Su Heng and Caius possessed tyrannical authority and power.Feathered snake dragon, Elgani, Zeus, and Typhon all have a certain degree of tyrannical power that rivals the old days.

Of course, compared to the real top old day rulers.

Whether it is Su Hengyi or Caius, there is still a certain gap between the offspring they create.

Hastur's ability to easily defeat the combination of gods such as Feathered Serpent Dragon Zeus is a typical example.

And Hastur is far from being the strongest group among the Old Ones.

To be able to create the Old Ones, that kind of creativity and strength, how terrifying and powerful it must be.Even Su Heng was a little frightened after hearing Hastur's words, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Azathoth is the god who created the world. It is said that the universe we live in was born in the dream of this god." Hastur replied.

He seemed to have seen the slightly shocked expression on Su Heng's face, and explained weakly: "However, you are no more frightened by the mighty power controlled by Azathoth. Falling into an eternal deep sleep, maintaining the existence of the universe. If you really meet this god with your own eyes in the far enough future, then the life of the universe must have come to an end."

"Ah."

Su Heng nodded.

Although the news that Hastur revealed was horrifying and grotesque, it was still very useful to Su Heng.

He said these words in his heart, and then continued to ask: "Just now you said that I was born from an existence outside the rules. What does this sentence mean?"

"You are not a life created by Azathoth, nor can you be called the true old days."

Hastur said, "As for your true origin, isn't this something only you can figure out? Even the omniscient and all-powerful One, Yugosothoth, cannot make correct answers to these difficult questions. answer."

"Yug Sothos..." This is a familiar name to Su Heng.

When leaving the root plane, he obtained some forbidden knowledge from that ancient cosmic dimension, which mentioned this name.

"Yug Sothoth, the one who turns everything into one, what is that? Is he also a member of the Old Ones?" Su Heng asked curiously.

"Yes and no."

Hastur replied: "Yogsothoth who is the one of all things, Shabu Nicholas, the black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of offspring, Nyarlathotep, the writhing chaos, Asa, the god of blindness and ignorance. The three pillar gods incarnated from the spiritual will of Toss, they exercise the authority of the creator god, and they are also the managers of the old rulers."

Su Heng was keenly aware that when Hastur mentioned these names.

A secret and obscure sense of gaze came from the distant and icy void, lingering on his body, and chose to leave after a brief stay.

and…

During the conversation, Hastur's voice was significantly lower.

As if afraid that these conversations would be heard by some taboo existence, the voice revealed uncontrollable fear and awe.

There was not much malice in the sense of peeping, Su Heng didn't take it to heart.He spoke faster, and continued to ask: "I once saw the projection of three pillar gods in an ancient dimension. What does that dimension represent... The pillar gods you mentioned seem to be blocking something."

Su Heng is eager to know the answers to these questions.

Unfortunately.

Hastur's body could no longer sustain it, and the chaotic power left by Caius continued to destroy the vitality of Hastur, the king in yellow.

For Su Heng, he is indeed a good fighter.

But the ability to cure diseases and save lives is really better than nothing, so I can only watch Hastur dying in front of me.

puff!

Hastur's shriveled body due to massive blood loss began to swell strangely.

Turning into a huge khaki ball, the foul-smelling gas filled his body, and finally exploded with a deafening roar.

Hastur's strength is powerful, and the tragedy at the time of death is also earth-shattering.If it is left here and ignored, even if the entire Norland world will not completely lose its vitality, it will turn into a plague-ridden, deformed and mutilated hell of flesh and blood.

"Pity."

Su Heng sighed and raised his hand.

The golden-red flames rippled through the gaps in the pitch-black scales like waves, and then turned into huge ripples and swept out in all directions.

The poisonous mist, thick smoke, and rotting flesh that leaked from Hastur's body disappeared silently when they came into contact with the flames. The chaotic power left by Caius on the battlefield was also smelted and transformed by Su Heng's flames. To nourish the vitality of all things.

Fire is the beginning of everything, bringing life, wisdom and civilization.

Fire is also the end of all, bringing war, havoc and death.

"This is the reincarnation of fire." Looking at everything that happened in front of him, Su Heng's anxious state of mind returned to the state of no waves in the ancient well.

After accommodating part of Caius' original power of chaos, Su Heng's own creativity has also been greatly enhanced.

Under his authority and will, fire is no longer a natural disaster and catastrophe that brings destruction.It was the vitality and hope born from the ashes, and Hastur's huge and grotesque corpse disappeared in the flames.

The broken ground slowly healed amidst the roar, and the huge void left by the disappearance of the Tartarus Abyss turned into a basin with cracks spreading.

The turbulent sea water calmed down again, and small green shoots sprouted from the barren land.

After this battle is over.

The prosperous civilization of the gods in the Western Continent was basically buried in the ruins, and none of the surviving humans survived.The [-] Dragonborn army who came to preach with great ambition and pride more than ten years ago, now there are only a few hundred left.

For the selfish desires of the gods, mortals finally paid a heavy price.

But even so.

In the ruins, a new era will finally come, and it will be more prosperous.

　The content of this part is a link between the past and the future, so the update is late, sorry.Although the grades of this book are not very good, I did write it with my heart. I checked the information every day, and the time spent thinking about the outline of the plot was longer than the time spent typing.If you have extra points, please help me to book and support it. I hope I can reach [-] uniform orders as soon as possible.

　　
　
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