Falsifying history is good business

It is not close to go from the Yaruga River to Lake Vizima, as it requires crossing most of the Kingdom of Temeria; fortunately, although the Witcher world is weaker than Arda in terms of high-level life due to the lack of the Creator God, it also has its own significant advantages - space magic is extremely popular.

For any high-level warlock, the portal spell is standard; for a weaker warlock, it can teleport dozens of miles, while a stronger warlock can teleport across a country. If the teleportation array is carefully arranged, crossing half a continent is not a problem.

What warlocks can do is easier for real gods to do. The Lady of the Lake made a suggestion, and the gods came to Black Tern Island. Calculating the time, Yennefer and Ciri in the house probably didn't have time to clean up the table!

Lake Vizima is not very large. Even if the winding shoreline in the swamp area is taken into account, its circumference is less than a hundred miles. Calculated in a straight line, the fish-man altar mentioned by the Lady of the Lake is only ten miles away from the Temeria capital of Vizima on the northern shore of the lake.

According to the requirement of staying away from intelligent creatures, this place is not suitable as a resettlement point for the time-space gap. However, when Lin You and the indigenous gods of the demon hunter world came to the island in the middle of the lake where the altar was located, they soon understood why the lady in the lake solemnly recommended this place.

A hundred feet underground on Black Tern Island in the southern part of the Great Lake - roughly level with the surrounding lake bed, a natural space gap is gradually taking shape.

"You seem to be describing the situation too optimistically, ma'am." Lin You stood in the center of the fishman altar, with blood and filth left over from previous sacrificial activities under his feet. The altar was right above the underground space gap. "It won't take a hundred years, at least a few years, at most a dozen years, and the space gap leading to the abyss will be completely formed."

The lady of the lake shrugged playfully, pretending not to understand the writer's accusation that she lied about military intelligence. Her naked lake green body swam in the shallow water by the lake, and she introduced the guests as the host: "The fish people usually land from this shallow beach, but they don't like to leave the deep water for too long, so each sacrifice is completed in a very short time. The good news is that not all fish people worship the evil god; but there is also bad news, the evil god affects not only the fish people, but also many human residents living by the lake."

All the visiting gods had dark and solemn expressions; from the first moment they landed on the island, they tried to spy on the evil god, and then they all confirmed the writer's "accusations" against the Lady of the Lake.

This "shameless naked nymph" really portrayed the situation too optimistically, and she must have done it on purpose.

The altar of the fishman is not big, but it is very carefully made; each stone has been carefully polished, and strange patterns are carved along the edge of the altar. The upper part of the altar is a round cylindrical boulder. The fishman carved rough, abstract facial features on the front of the stone and decorated it with turquoise.

That face was about 50% similar to a photo of an Easter statue that Lin You had seen in his previous life.

"This seems to be text?" Dandelion stroked the pattern on the altar, his tone a little hesitant, "Do fish people have writing?"

"Of course there is, but it is not well developed and cannot express anything too complex." The Lady of the Lake came ashore and touched the same pattern. After being stained by the water stains on her hands, the pattern became clearer. "To pronounce it in the language of the fish people, this word should be pronounced 'Dagan', which is the name of the evil god. The fish people will constantly recite it during sacrifices."

"Da... Gang?" Lin You repeated the name over and over again. The unique pronunciation and the glimpse of the Abyss Evil God he just saw were constantly stimulating and awakening some of his memories that were originally not deeply impressed.

"Dagon... Da-gon... Dagon? Fuck, Dagon?!" The sudden emergence of memories in the writer's mind made him gasp. The horror story he had accidentally read in his previous life launched an "attack" on him.

A single "Dagon" is not a big deal, but the "group" or "system" behind him is the most troublesome. The trouble is not that they are a direct threat to the writer or the gods, but that they are a threat to the world in which the writer or the gods live.

Lin You doesn't live in a void with no one in it, and neither does Dandelion and the others. Everyone has to find a world to live in, and it has to be a world with people and a breath of life.

However, the existence of Cthulhu, especially the unlimited spread of their "cognition", will destroy humanity, civilization, and the breath of life in the world.

"Do you know this name?" Dandelion noticed Lin You's abnormality.

"I've heard of it, but I don't know much." Lin You paused slightly, then couldn't help shaking his head and sighed, "Cthulhu... Hey, the world that is integrated in a special way is indeed different from the big world. It can give people 'surprises' anytime and anywhere." "Surprise? What the hell is this surprise?" Ms. Esna's face changed drastically; as the queen of the forest elves, although her level of deity is that of a god, her thinking and emotions are closer to that of an intellectual creature - although she is closer to forest elves than humans, the so-called "spiritual pollution" of Cthulhu "gods" on humanoid intellectual creatures does not discriminate by race.

As she peered into the abyss, a faint whisper echoed in her ears, which had a greater impact on Lady Esna than any other god.

"The so-called 'surprise' means that the way this thing contacts intelligent creatures is based on cognition. If no one is aware of its existence at the beginning, then it will have no impact on the world; but as long as someone or any intelligent creature is aware of its existence, its spiritual influence will spread without limit. Any intelligent creature, as long as it is aware of Dagon's existence, is equivalent to establishing a strong spiritual connection with Dagon."

Lin You's smiling expression formed a sharp contrast with the gods, and his words rubbed salt into the wound: "Congratulations, everyone. When you spied on the monster, He also knew of your existence. From now on, as long as you are still alive, Dagon's connection with this world will never be severed."

"You don't seem worried, and you think it's a 'monster' rather than a god?" The naked body of the Lady of the Lake moved closer to the writer without any scruples.

"Whether it's 'monster' or 'god', it's just a name given based on different standpoints. For example, Ms. Aisna, the forest elves call her the queen and the god of the forest, but the humans around the forest call her a devil who kidnaps girls and a witch."

Lin You admired the graceful figure of the lake green openly; the lady in the lake was more bold than the sorceress, but the writer was not an inexperienced novice. Doesn't the human world also have nude bathing beaches? What's so surprising?

"Whether it's a monster or an evil god, that thing - his name is Dagon, right - his threat is real; we don't think it's that serious, but humans, elves, dwarves, halflings... every race in this world, the vast majority of people are unable to resist his spiritual erosion." Esna's attitude was the most anxious.

Dandelion also agreed, "Ms. Esna is right. Moreover, the more people believe, the more firm their faith is, and the more they understand the world, the more harm they will suffer after coming into contact with Dagon."

"Otherwise, how about we promote materialism and dialectics in this world? In this way, even among ordinary people, the unspeakable terrifying pressure of Dagon will be greatly reduced." Lin You made the suggestion jokingly. This suggestion was also summarized by many readers in the previous life who could not feel the horror of Cthulhu stories and were one of the main reasons for their insensitivity to the "unspeakable".

Those "unspeakable things" of Cthulhu do exist. They are nothing more than some powerful creatures in the universe that humans cannot recognize for the time being, and they pose a direct or indirect threat to the human living environment. This threat is understandable materially, and is even smaller than the damage caused by a stellar helium flash in the sun or an asteroid hitting the earth.

So, why do we feel terrified mentally?

As for knowledge beyond human cognition...even if there was no Cthulhu, with the development of modern science today, the amount of knowledge far exceeds the capacity of a single human brain; it is something that humans have already done, and Cthulhu has simply taken such things to a higher level.

Or does Cthulhu's knowledge actually completely subvert existing natural science?

Wouldn't it be better for humans to just start learning again from scratch?
Does admitting one's own insignificance and ignorance really cause so much mental stress?

Lin You had many doubts about this, so he made such a joking suggestion; and then he was collectively refuted by the gods.

"What you said makes sense, but please stop talking about it. Not to mention in the thirteenth century, even in the twenty-third century, the education you mentioned may not be able to achieve sufficient results. But Dagon will not wait for us for ten centuries, or even ten years."

Lin You helplessly spread his hands and said, "So, we can only use a simple and rough method to deal with this visitor from the abyss." (End of this chapter)