Big octopus in the deep sea: I can evolve infinitely

Chapter 145 The Ancient Gods in the Starry Sky Are Watching You and Me
"In the eternal starry sky outside the world, in an empty place far away from human cognition, there are indescribable dangers lurking in it. They are powerful, indescribable, indescribable, and blind and stupid, but there is always someone in the world who can touch them." their ways, they last forever, time is meaningless, they are everywhere, mankind is doomed! They will return!!!"

——"Old Gods in the Starry Sky"

When Hans wrote his first book and put it in a science fiction magazine, his book immediately attracted the attention of a group of curious readers.

Soon, his books began to be published, and he became a little famous.

Readers who like this book and are particularly obsessed with those indescribable ancient gods in the book kindly call Hans Old Hans, and think that he is the father of gods, the father of all gods who created these indescribable gods.

However, unlike those readers who think that the "gods from the stars" are fictional and created novel characters, Hans clearly knows that these gods are real, although they don't know why they can only be Presenting itself outside the world, passively waiting for the call of humanity, but being is being.

Therefore, he took the initiative to hold a press conference to tell his readers that he is not the father of the gods, and he did not create the gods at all. These gods from the starry sky have existed since ancient times, and he just got them. A little information from the gods inspired inspiration, so I wrote these gods.

These words of Hans are naturally regarded by readers as being too deep into the drama, but this kind of too deep into the drama makes readers like it even more, and they all end up playing tricks, such as "artists are inspired by demons" and "color artists" Inspired by Everyday Engage Color'.

But despite the readers playing tricks, Hans successfully took off the hat of the father of the gods, and was called the creator of the starry sky myth by the readers.

Not only has a large number of loyal readers, but also a group of author friends who like to be indescribable.

"I have to say, "The Ancient Gods in the Starry Sky" created by you, Han Lao, is amazing and subversive."

An author expressed his love for "The Ancient Gods in the Starry Sky" to Hans at the author's salon, and he was full of love for the weird and incomprehensible gods in the book.

And because Hans is an old man in his fifties, he called Hans Han Lao.

"In the past, in the myths and legends circulating around the world, gods are just slightly stronger people."

"They will be excited, jealous, toast to show off at the banquet, jealous for a golden apple, and start a war for a woman... They are not so much gods, but more powerful people, Because apart from their strength, they are no different from humans, even worse than humans, at least humans know restraint."

"But the starry sky gods you created are different. These gods are powerful, mysterious, and unknowable. Humans' tiny brains can't understand their thinking. No, it's not hard to understand, but it's simply impossible to understand. How can insects understand it? What about human thinking? And the gap between humans and these star gods is infinitely greater than the gap between bugs and humans."

"I really don't know how you conceived these gods, Mr. Han."

The author expressed his love for the gods described by Hans in long paragraphs, and expressed his admiration that Hans could conceive such a powerful god, but Hans just shook his head, "The gods in the starry sky are in the sky." There, I was just accidentally influenced by them, glimpsed a corner of the gods, and wrote it out."

"Uh, Mr. Han, you really are..."

The author was a little speechless when he heard this set of rhetoric. He glimpsed a corner of the god and wrote it out. This kind of rhetoric can indeed increase the mysterious atmosphere and make readers buy it more. However, this is the author's salon. Ah, using this kind of rhetoric to tell other authors, is this too deep into the drama?

But immediately the author put the slander in his heart behind him, and talked about business with Hans, "It's such an old man, I was deeply shocked after reading your "Old Gods in the Starry Sky", plus I see that you only wrote about giants, omens of death, and God of War in the starry sky in your book... you only wrote about these few gods, so I wonder if I can also create some related and unified styles under your world view Stories and gods."

"This is certainly possible."

Without any hesitation, Hans agreed without hesitation.

The latter was overjoyed when he saw him, and thanked Hans again and again.

The reason for his happiness is not only that he really likes those indescribable gods and can't bear the desire to create, but also because these indescribable gods have gradually become popular. If he can create some stories, It may not be possible to sell well, but it can make a fortune with a guarantee.

After the author's salon was over, the author named Tikla hurried back to his hotel and began to describe the indescribable old god in his heart.

As early as when he read the book "Ancient Gods in the Starry Sky" created by Hans, many inspirations burst out in his mind, such as a strong and lean giant bat, and a powerful monster that shines in all directions like lightning... …These so many inspirations made him eager to describe them, but when he actually wrote, he found that his brain was blank and he couldn't write anything.

"How could this be?"

Tikra grabbed his hair with his hands in distress, and his slender fingers swept across the hair, even sweeping off the oil and staining it, but the author didn't pay attention to these, but tried to recall the things he had done before Inspiration, trying to get those inspirations back, and then stuff them into his own story, becoming an indescribable evil god.

But no matter how he thought about it, his brain was still blank, and he couldn't remember a single bit of those inspirations in his head, as if... It seemed as if these images felt that they were not worthy of becoming an indescribable evil god, so they deliberately avoided it.

"But how is that possible."

Tikra shook his head, feeling that he was too excited today, so he had this ridiculous illusion, so he put down the paper and pen, lay flat on the bed, and closed his eyes to prepare for a rest. Continue to write this story.

And as he closed his eyes, as he relaxed and fell asleep.

hum! ! !
There seemed to be something vibrating next to his ears, it seemed to be the world, and it seemed to be himself.

The vibrations awakened Tikla from his slumber of nothingness, leaving him in a daze.

He felt that he was lying in the vast starry universe, surrounded by boundless darkness, and in the extreme distance, the stars shone brightly, attracting everyone's attention.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that the twinkling stars seemed to be blinking at him?
"and many more……"

Tikla suddenly remembered something, wasn't he sleeping on the bed?Why now in the vast starry universe?
As he realized this, the vast starry sky of the universe began to distort and shatter as if struck by some incredible force, and he also fell in vain from the empty universe, falling into a dark inside the sea.

And as he fell, in the sea, some kind of terrifying, indescribable, terrifying, ferocious, and violent indescribable thing seemed to be awakened.

It emerged from the invisible state, and the stone-gray one eye slowly opened, watching the falling Tikra.

"Crack-"

Under the gaze of the indescribable, Tikla's body lost all its strength in an instant, and trembled uncontrollably. A pair of clean and white teeth fought with each other, and the brain that dominated reason seemed to be down. A thought came to mind.

I don't know how long it took.

Everything dissipated slowly as if shrouded in smoke, the indescribable things, the dark sea, the vast cosmic starry sky, the stars looking at themselves... These things dissipated in front of Tikra, leaving only some Musty white ceilings and soft beds.

"That was a dream just now? Could the dream be so real?"

Tikra muttered to himself.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he quickly took out the paper and pen and began to describe.

"This is a very bloated, very huge, very indescribable monster. Its body is too huge, as if it is bigger than the whole world. It completely occupies all the vision I can see. Its body is That kind of ugliness and beauty coexist, no, this description is not a mistake, it is really ugly and beautiful, as long as you see him, you will understand the state that is illogical and unreasonable."

"In addition, I also saw that this monster has seven huge tentacles, each of which is enough to cover the ethereal and vast sky when it is waved. Although I have not seen the power contained in the tentacles, I feel that even if the planet is destroyed If you shoot it, it will be smashed to pieces."

"In addition, I also saw a jelly-like substance covered with scales on the main body of the monster, and a huge head with many tentacles and a pair of long and narrow wings spreading out like an octopus."

"This is a real monster, an indescribable ancient god of the starry sky, and the ruler of the old world."

After Tikra recorded this image on paper, he began to describe the story.

In this story, the monster will be the final, most terrifying, most indescribable and unspeakable monster, and unlike other protagonists who will eventually defeat evil, this super boss will be an existence that cannot be defeated by the protagonist.

Because it's always there, forever.

……

months later.

Hans, who was sitting in his yard basking in the sun, suddenly received a book and a letter.

In the letter, a writer named Tikra expressed his gratitude to Hans, a writer who has recently been favored by publishing houses, and wrote in it,

"Mr. Hans, I finally understand why you said 'These gods from the starry sky have existed since ancient times. I just got a little information from the gods and burst out with inspiration, so I wrote these gods out. ' That's it."

"Yes, I feel it, there is an indescribable god, it is stuffing everything I want to know into my head, and let me describe it."

"This feeling is really, really great!"

(End of this chapter)