Giant of Light: I am the Old Ones

Chapter 415: The origin of the wall block is music score?

"Ha~ do you want to go down? It's very dangerous. I don't even know the rats there. They just held a party not long ago and ate the poor big guy."

Bob shrank his neck, but finally he was willing to stand up and walk. He stretched his head out and looked at the door leading to the underground tunnel. He was no longer so scared that he couldn't walk.

"Some people came here to take refuge before. Maybe human individuals who are themselves contaminated by other evils can resist the influence of the queen's descendants, but they will also be regarded as enemies by these descendants. After a polluted body of Wendigo blood was activated, it ran away If you come here, you will not know whether you will live or die if you fall in. But judging from what Bob said, he was probably eaten dry by the rats in these winding underground passages."

The captain of the duty team said that his name was William Drake, which was similar to the name of the famous August William Dres (the conceptual creator of the Cthulhu mythology system).

It is said that Derleth's ancestors immigrated to America from France in 1835.But now that Paris has been bombed, it is still unknown whether Derleth's ancestors survived.

"Zhizhizhi - hee hee - squeak, squeak, squeak -"

Bob suddenly lowered his body, carefully knocked on the surrounding stone walls, and stretched out his fluffy arms.Speaking of which, maybe some ladies or gentlemen like this style (only peeling off the fur and wearing it).

Although the fluff is gray, it is clean and soft, and even gives people a feeling of wanting to be close.

But when Bob occasionally shook his head, revealing his eyes that had completely turned into scarlet red, and glanced around, those who had the idea of ​​getting closer would subconsciously stay in place, not daring to move at all.

"I hate this kind of laughter." Omega has some PTSD. Naia used to like to laugh like this.

"I'll lead the way, I'll lead the way! Friends, you are all welcome!"

Bob seemed to be communicating with the "rats" behind the stone wall. He told these friends the news that the swineherd was dead. The rats were very happy and wanted to entertain these distinguished guests.

When walking down the spiral staircase on the side of the stone wall, everyone can feel the vibration of the rats carrying things.In the original novel "The Rats in the Wall", it was not made clear until the end whether those rats really existed.In the end, the protagonist attacked and ate the detective, and was sent to the hospital as mentally ill.

But at this moment, those rats did have an impact in the material world.

Compared with the last time I explored the Delapore family, I experienced the traceless ancient well. This time, with the awakening of the queen, the influence of the old power activated by dark believers around the world, the blood power belonging to this family is also activated. .

The mice did appear.

Halfway up the stairs, there were no lighting fixtures available and there were not enough cables.People had no choice but to light torches, which could only illuminate a field of vision of no more than four or five meters.

Beyond the edge of the dimming lights, the creeping darkness danced with the flickering firelight, seeming to welcome their arrival.

Sometimes, the faint light reflected on the wall when the torch passes around the corner will make people feel that there are countless pairs of red eyes opening in the darkness.

Occasionally, if one's vision becomes blurry, one can see several bodies no larger than fists crawling past, leaving traces of trailing lines on the ground.

"The last time I came here, it wasn't so evil."

Amanda murmured, the King Morat arm in her hand swaying slightly.

Finally, they arrived at the ground, the huge underground flat. In addition to the stone bricks that allowed people to pass through, both sides were filled with bones and decay that had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years. However, there was no need to worry about harmful gases, except for some stinky Apart from the taste, it takes a while to get used to it.

Bob restrained his desire to lie down and walk, and staggered to the big cauldron, or cauldron, and stretched out his nose to sniff around.

"Thank you! Thank you for the fresh hospitality you have prepared for the guests!"

The team on duty fixed the torches, and their preparations this time were not even as complete as the last time Amanda and the professor came down.At least the lighting fixtures and cables were adequate last time.

Bob's rickety and lanky shadow was stretched even narrower. On the wall where the shadow was projected, a large number of densely packed rats were surrounding Bob, lifting up two or three humanoid objects with weird bodies and physical mutations.

Bob reached out and caught the objects, even though in reality he had nothing in his hands.

He threw those objects into the cauldron, shouted loudly, slapped his bulging belly, and made a gurgling sound from his throat at the same time, as if he was playing some kind of sound.

Along with the shouts of these voices, the small spell response machinery equipped by the duty team members directly reported, which was beyond their processing range.

A trace of sleepiness gradually spread, but luckily it could be forcibly suppressed.Academy training courses still have some effect.

"Amanda, I understand! I understand why Naiya cares so much about the intelligent race of humans!"

Omega suddenly said hastily. In front of him, all the origin wall blocks he had seen were pieced together to form a stone wall that still had incomplete parts everywhere.

"It's a musical score, and it's also a recorded story. Naiya thinks, yes, that's it -" Omega paused for a moment, and then said: "Naiya believes that the dances and songs accompanying human faith sacrifices can serve as One of the tools to hypnotize the great Azathoth. The outer gods have made many efforts to keep the great Azathoth sleeping. The human race that was born directly from the origin wall block thought that they were experiencing the development period of primitive god belief. , but they don’t know that all the civilization, technology and culture they have developed since their birth have already been planned.”

Amanda watched thoughtfully as Bob climbed onto the large cauldron and cooked the empty cauldron.

He said to himself: "If this is the case, it seems that Naia has failed. Humans cannot still play music when facing Azathoth. They will go crazy on their own."

Omega's tone suddenly became calmer and said: "Human performance is just a tool. It requires at least a creature at the level of the Old Ones to get close to the great Azathoth. But if we want to train the Old Ones to play, who will teach them? ? That is human beings, humans who believe in the old rulers. In the savage era, humans who believed in the old rulers and even the outer gods unconsciously dedicated the music designed by Naia to the old gods in the form of sacrifices. The old gods were After the reformers leave and arrive at the location of the great movements, they will play out the movements they have received in their experiences. Playing these movements with the power of the old level can appease the great Azathoth. The development of human civilization is originally These are the stories in the dreams of great Azathoth, and playing these dream stories can put him to sleep."

So that’s it?
Amanda is still a little unsure about this conclusion, and it sounds a bit childish.Co-author: Humanity is just an automatic playing teaching machine. The so-called accumulation of civilization and the glory of human nature are also part of the story in the dream of the great Azathoth, a boundless part of the great movement that has been designed long ago.

In this case, where is the human self and what is the meaning of the thinking of those great sages and philosophers?But everything is set and waiting for the performance to end (Laowu is furious.jpg).
(End of this chapter)