Giant of Light: I am the Old Ones

Chapter 402: Buster’s Flesh Sacrifice, R’lyeh’s Amanda

"A devil! It really is a devil!"

"The people in the academy actually used those evil powers to strengthen their bodies. Those Sequencers are just bad species that have polluted the human bloodline!"

"Fire the cannon! Any filth will be surrendered to the caliber of the cannon!"

The naval admiral was already going crazy. He was inciting the emotions of the soldiers. After all, the dark figure wearing an armor made of golden ornaments and a huge strange hair ornament looked so evil. Unreasonable.

"Devil your mother! I will use my feet from 170 BC to kick your ass from [-] AD!"

Buster roared like a lion. Now he was not lying in Dagon's arms, but sitting on the bronze throne that was originally exclusive to Omega.

This seems to be the most important node between Amanda and the spiritual world. It may be called the Gundam Cockpit. Buster took some time to find this word from the memories of Amanda he had come into contact with.

"Don't wonder why I know his birthday?"

Amanda couldn't speak, but she was really curious about the time Buster was talking about, and didn't care about the British translator accent that Buster deliberately wanted to show.

"After all, I am also a god. In the past, I was considered a civilized god, not an evil god. I can still figure out these mortal things easily. Until I was made into a clone by Naija, everything was different. Alas."

Buster began to recall the years when he was not in pain, and even felt a little comfortable after being invaded by Naija, and even he himself experienced what it felt like to be the three most powerful pillars among the Outer Gods.

"Okay, let's not talk about the past years. This form has not been covered for that long. According to Dongfang's words, it means that the spirit is not up to the body. I have been here for too long, and I will instinctively and uncontrollably control the invasion. Your soul, occupy this body instead of your soul. Before that happens, destroy the threatening power of the secular army. They only threaten a few cannon fire and the warships in the Port of London. Remember to blow up the London Bridge later. , so that the supporting fleet outside the harbor cannot enter the city."

Buster transformed into a human form that was more suitable for sitting on the throne. The elegant woman with the golden cat-head mask was enjoying the comfort of stretching her body.This throne is a bit awkward and stiff, and I don’t know how Omega could sit here for a whole day.

The Millennium Game began to run, and the sound of the jingling Millennium ornaments hitting the golden armor was very clear.The patterns of those thousand-year-old ornaments seemed to carry supreme magic. Even though they were hundreds of meters away from the Imperial Navy, they were clearly projected in the field of vision of all the soldiers.

Artillery fire began to roar again, and dozens of rotating machine guns were fired, covering the entire King's Avenue in fire.

Excluding most of the fire that missed, those bullets that hit Amanda seemed to have just hit a cloud of black smoke, passing through and only stirring up a burst of ink-like water mist.

"When the ancient Egyptians made mummies, they would take out all the organs and put them in a vessel with an animal head. They believed that the brain had no role. They would only insert iron hooks into the nasal cavity to disrupt the flow of brain tissue."

Buster's voice became crazy, and his feminine features made him look like the witch, the villain of the story.

The bronze throne shone with some brilliance and began to delay the automatic erosion of Amanda's soul by the godhead.

As for why Omega didn't gradually occupy Amanda's soul when they were one mind, Buster has thought of many reasons, but these are not what she should be concerned about.

Finally, the body of the Millennium Gamer was completely torn into a huge mist-like shape by the fire net, in which countless monster shapes seemed to be hidden, with fierce eyes.

"There was indeed a slate game in ancient Egypt, but it was not as complicated as the game card battle rules in your mind. Usually, the priests would try to pick up the slate and attack the opponent directly when they couldn't beat the opponent."

Buster talks about his memories, which is a way to focus his attention and delay the erosion of Amanda.

Unfortunately, Amanda still couldn't speak in this state and could only talk to herself in her heart.

[Warning: Nyarlathotep is watching. ]
In reality, the soldiers who were agitated by artillery fire and gunfire were still in a period of intermission where their emotions could not calm down. When the black mist arrived in front of their position, they stopped attacking in a daze.

They have beaten the enemy into mist. Is this considered a successful defense of Her Majesty the Queen?

Until these black mist gradually covered all the soldiers.

"Your life has been wiped out in the wind, now it's my turn!"

Buster roared high, just like the scene when he appeared for the last time and helped Julius Caesar destroy an entire enemy fleet.

Several bright lights flashed in the dark fog, and the academy's combat troops, which had been prepared for a long time, took off. The portable thunder guns in their hands were fired, hitting all the marked large-scale artillery equipment.

Subsequently, the firing device of the thunder gun was released, and the combat troops with their hands freed drew their black knives and jumped into the black mist. Guided by the Millennium Game, they completed the harvest of the Imperial Navy soldiers.

Blood, flesh, resentment, madness, life.
These feelings violently impacted the atomized Amanda's mind, and nearly a thousand people died in his body.

And he was the culprit who caused the death of these people. The bodies of these soldiers who were favored by the Queen had not yet mutated, and the ancient ritual of flesh and blood sacrifice began to operate, actively attacking towards the godhead, Amanda.

Amanda broke free from the Millennium Game, fell in front of the Bronze Throne, and looked at the already crazy Buster angrily:

"What are you doing! This is a flesh and blood sacrifice, and I am being sacrificed as the subject of the flesh and blood sacrifice! I don't feel depressed about killing these people, but going through such a ritual, vomit-ahem, such a ritual."

He retched, and for a moment, he thought of the snake gods of the American civilization, the giant wolves of the polar civilization, etc. he had first encountered. Those divine beings watched from above as humans slaughtered their fellow humans and sacrificed their flesh, blood, and bones to the ancient, bloody, Frenzy scene.

Once upon a time, the snake god split in order to survive, the wolf god Buck and Loki merged into one, and even looked no different from a good dog, Buster was just a senior house cat in his mind.

But they are gods after all. In their eyes, there is no difference between humans and mosquitoes, they are just more interesting playthings.

The ancients did not hesitate to kill their own kind to please these so-called civilized gods. Compared with the cultists who sacrificed their flesh and blood to the evil gods, what is the difference?

This behavior is even worse.

These righteous gods will play tricks on their followers and deliberately provoke fights between humans for fun.

The old people simply acted and acted according to their natural or unnatural rules.

Amanda's face was ferocious, and the violent heartbeat turned into drums and thunder, shaking the entire bronze pyramid building.

"Damn it, these flesh and blood are going to become my strength. This is the greatest blasphemy to human beings, why! The records of the academy say that if humans want to bear the sacrifice of flesh and blood, they need to believe in gods, but I don't believe in you! At the end of your form covering After that, without the influence of the Godhead, why can these flesh and blood sacrifices still be connected to me! The pain and pain disappeared, my soul is hungry, no, I can’t eat, this can’t be eaten—!”

Amanda was almost unable to struggle, watching the increasingly delicious flesh and blood coming to her mouth.

"Buster, what on earth do you want to do!"

The cat god on the throne, Buster, slowly walked down the stairs, gently lifted the neck of Amanda who was lying on the ground, and greedily smelled the fragrance on Amanda's body at this moment, which even the gods could not refuse .

The charming voice whispered: "You have to go through all this, Amanda. If Omega can't make this determination, then you have to let me come. Eat these things, you are the blood descendant of R'lye, Descendants of the outer gods, why do you resist power? Haven't you been expecting great power to help you defeat Gatan? These are powers, which are completely harmless to you, and as long as you have a righteous heart, no matter how you use them, Any kind of power can protect this world."

Snapped!
Amanda, who didn't know where to summon her last strength, opened Buster's mask, revealing the indescribably evil face inside. It didn't even have anything to do with gender, it was just pure beauty.

"I don't need this kind of power!"

Amanda screamed such words in despair, but could only kneel on the ground. After all, he had no strength to resist, and the part of Laleye in his body cried for the first time.

The child of God needs suckling.

This fresh flesh and blood is the best milk.

In reality, the fog lingers.

A large ship sailed out of the black fog, cast from the bones of the dead. On the deck stood a giant god with the head of a wolf and the body of a human body.

Anubis, god of death.

"Ah, after thousands of years, Buster killed people again. The hunting game of the nobles, or a war caused by boredom? It doesn't matter. Although the underworld no longer exists, I still want to bring these dead Going to—oh? Where are these dead people? Buster, what are you doing? Why are all the dead people you asked me to take care of have been sacrificed!"

"Shut up, I put these things together. There is a human being undergoing a trial. Regardless of success or failure, I estimate that there is a [-]% chance that I will be torn apart by an angry alien god. Alas, this is me The only thing I can do for them is that the responsibility on this child's shoulders is too heavy. If I can find a way to share it, even just a little bit, it will be a help."

Buster's voice came loudly. Anubis shook his head, looked back in the direction of the palace, and sighed:

"There are not many people who believe in us. After the darkness awakens, the fear of the human community will wipe out all beliefs, including those of us who are still alive."

"That doesn't matter, at least I will always exist as Naiya's clone in every timeline. And you, my friend, although cats and dogs hate each other, you are the God of Death, and life in the new world will definitely have death as its companion. I bless you forever."

(End of this chapter)