i created the old gods

Chapter 107 Snow Night
Jingchuan has digested Leviathan's godhead, and after fusion, he has his first official incarnation.

Lord of R'lyeh, Cthulhu.

Cthulhu does not need any believers, does not need any faith, does not need anything.

However, it is not Cthulhu who is acting now, but Jingchuan's other fictional identity, Mordiggian, the so-called King of Ghouls and the Ghastly God of Bones.

The reason why I chose such a fictional identity was entirely in terms of difficulty.

Ghoul is the assimilation ability that Jingchuan has had from the beginning, but the effect is not satisfactory. After a long period of research and modification, Jingchuan made a ghoul with a dog face and a human body.

Cthulhu already has the Deep Ones, so the Ghouls need Mordiggian's presence.

Everything now is just Jingchuan building up Mordiggian's image, and at the same time raising the status of the Lord of Eternal Night, so that all Americans feel that the role of the Lord of Eternal Night is irreplaceable.

The Lord of R'lyeh and the Eye of Destruction have already shown their destructive power against the United States, and coupled with a sinister and cold-blooded god whose name makes one feel terrified, this will undoubtedly make the guardian 'Lord of Eternal Night' believe in Bursting.

This is Jingchuan's ultimate goal.

Currently, Jingchuan has roughly counted two incarnations: Cthulhu and Mordiggian.

Although Jingchuan has reached a point where he does not need faith to still be strong, everyone wants to be as strong as possible, so it is still important for the Lord of Eternal Night to harvest faith.

However, Jingchuan does not intend to go on a killing spree in Boston like the Eye of Destruction did in New York.

After all, the residents of Boston are all potential believers. The Eye of Destruction that ravages New York is not played by Jingchuan, and he will naturally not do so when it is Jingchuan's turn to play.

The nearly 300 people Jingchuan killed were all beings who endangered public security in New York. Most of them died innocently, and only a few of them did not deserve death. But who let them meet the "just" and "strict" law enforcement officer Jingchuan? Woolen cloth?

As for the more than 3000 American soldiers near the frozen laboratory, that is another matter.

There was nothing to say during the war. The army took the initiative to launch artillery attacks on Jingchuan, and Jingchuan also fought back. This will never change.

"National Guard? Tsk tsk. No attack."

Jingchuan held his chin, he could clearly see every corner of Boston, and he could naturally see the National Guard who were attacking Mordiggian.

The National Guard is an important reserve force of the U.S. armed forces. Coincidentally, the first city to have one was Boston, and the first city to officially use the name National Guard was New York.

The fate of these two cities with Jingchuan is not shallow.

Currently, more and more armed forces are rushing to the area where Mordiggian is currently located, but Jingchuan does not care much about these so-called armed forces.

Because Mordiggian now has no real energy and is just a shadow. Even if the entire Boston is destroyed, he will not suffer a single blow.

There is no way, with extraordinary abilities, even if technology has extremely powerful power, it still can't do anything to Jingchuan.

Nuclear weapons can cause certain damage to Jingchuan, but only if the nuclear weapons can hit Jingchuan.

As far as the current situation is concerned, who knows where Jingchuan is?
No one knew that nuclear weapons would naturally not be able to hit Jingchuan.

"Under the crown of the great gloomy and cold-blooded god, Boston has no intention of going against you. Please show your noble hand."

Around Boston, loudspeakers kept circulating, seeming to want to communicate with Jingchuan.

Jingchuan was also a little surprised by Boston's pleasant approach: The current government is so wild, are they already giving in?
This performance made Jingchuan very satisfied, as it proved that the Massachusetts government had a clear understanding of extraordinary existence.

In this case, Jingchuan did not intend to continue the stalemate and show the National Guard how powerful it was.

But leaving and retreating like this is a bit inconsistent with the identity of the gloomy and cold-bone god.

Although the gloomy God of Bones has left, it will still have a certain impact on Boston. Only after the Eternal Night Church truly establishes a foothold in Boston can he go to another world and defeat the Thunder Lord!
The surrounding National Guardsmen were still shouting with loudspeakers and their weapons were displayed with great respect. Even the governor of Massachusetts arrived at the scene in person to show the greatest respect.

Their postures were so low, and I felt a little frightened.

The official on the side rubbed his eyes and whispered: "Mr. Governor, it has been nearly half an hour, and there has been no movement under the crown of this gloomy and cold-blooded god, right?"

"To shut up!"

The governor's face was ashen as he stopped the official's words, lowered his head and said: "No matter what, we just have to do our own thing!"

After all, the governor continued to stand here, repeating his respectful words.

For some unknown reason, the governor simply couldn't get up the idea of ​​looking at this "ghostly and cold bone god", so he kept his head down for nearly half an hour.

And other officials and soldiers are more or less in this state, which seems to be some kind of weird rule.

"Sure enough, don't look directly at the gods!"

After the governor sighed in his heart, he became even more afraid of such otherworldly existences.

"boom--!!!"

At this moment, a huge sound echoed through the sky, making the governor tremble. Then, he roared angrily: "Who?! Who told them to fire?! Stop it! Stop it!"

"Governor, it was not us who fired the cannon!"

The official who had been following the governor shouted excitedly: "His Majesty, the gloomy and cold-bone god, has left!"

"what?!"

The governor raised his head in joy, and sure enough, the gloomy and cold-bone god left Sappho District and has now disappeared.

"Gods bless, gods bless!"

The governor's heart was ecstatic. After today, the government can proudly announce that he, the governor, has turned the tide and saved Boston from danger. He is simply the savior of Boston!
After all, he was against all opinions and was not allowed to attack the gloomy God of Cold Bones!
But while the governor was delighted, he seemed to feel something floating on top of his head.

He raised his head in confusion, only to see white snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, gradually forming a snowstorm all over the sky!
This time the snowflakes did not come and go in a hurry like half an hour ago, but had an extremely weird feeling!

The temperature in Boston has also begun to drop sharply, and the governor even feels that it is colder than winter!
There's something not right about this snow.

(End of this chapter)