Marvel: I, Created Cthulhu!

But what kind of companions do they meet! Greeting these.... the old ones... have only two words, death! These corpses on the ground.

Just...the best answer.

All of a sudden! A real vision popped up! And thanks to all S.H.I.E.L.D.

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.... Agent, has always maintained a vigilance of 12 points. When this abnormality appeared, everyone's heart couldn't help but suddenly burst! As if responding to the SHIELD before this.

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.... The exclamation of the second-level agent, a thick fog of very pale color suddenly spit out from the front! What is that! Just as the thought arises, a vague answer emerges In my mind, the answer was astonishingly—the reason behind the culprit who killed the ancients was a question mark because no one knew whether the answer was right or wrong.

Coulson couldn't help but stiffen up, he was frightened, yes! Although it's a bit embarrassing to say this.

But Coulson admits he was absolutely intimidated!

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....A level 7 agent, frightened by the sudden situation.

Except...that pale, thick fog.

Suddenly, an inexplicable voice came to my ears.

It's more like blowing the horn of death! And this sound like the horn of death also made Coulson and others wake up in an instant! Let their stiff bodies recover in an instant! No need for any Reminder, everyone is very tacit understanding at this moment.

To what extent the tacit understanding is almost at the same time, they turn their heads together.

Even a S.H.I.E.L.D. is collecting samples.

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....Agent.

Even at this moment, they turned their heads and ran away in an instant! Even if they had weapons in their hands, the... small pistol in their hands made them very suspicious. This... small pistol would have no effect on... that kind of monster. If it doesn't work, it will provoke that... indescribable monster, so their mission this time may end in failure.

It may not only end in failure, but it is very likely that they will lose their lives here.

After all, it's a few hours away from a Quinjet, at least.......

Even in the special circumstances of running away...it would take at least an hour and a half to run through.

An hour and a half later, the day lilies are cold! But if you don't run, you may not even have a chance to survive.

Now hurry up and retreat as soon as possible, there is a chance to survive.

When Coulson was panting and retreating quickly, he swore that he had never run so fast in his life.

He felt that his running speed was enough to go to the Olympics.

It was at this moment that a story suddenly came to his mind.

Before he came to Antarctica, he asked for information about Antarctica, and read a story on the Internet. The story was very brief, and the general content was...——The area at the core of the mouth of that crazy land, once inhabited by A big, evil bird, like an evil spirit, that repeats this word forever: !1!! The voice that is now heard in the cave, that evil twisted, disgusting and disgusting voice, is the same as The story is so similar! The sound is like a gloomy flute, with a very wide range.

It seems to be able to play a voice that does not belong to human beings! It does not belong to the sounds that nature can make! Run! Except... escape! There is nothing else to think about! There are many passages in this cave, and the surrounding is full of With all kinds of pale white fog, I couldn't tell which passage I came from, and the marks that were originally made on the ground and walls are now completely indistinguishable.

But trying to run away all the time is better than waiting to die on the spot.

I don't know how long I ran, and I accidentally fell during the run.

If it weren't for the clothes on the body, the protection would be better... Not to mention that the head was broken and the blood was broken, the skin would definitely be scratched.

Everyone approached nervously, and even when trying to escape, they did not leave their teammates two meters away.

Because this is the only way to avoid being single, in such a strange place, if you are single, then the end will definitely not be much better.

The corpses of the four ancients before are...their lessons learned, they must not be able to step into the footsteps of these....the ancients.

Coulson was already feeling a little out of breath. Running with all his strength is not... an easy thing.

He didn't know how far he had run here, but he only felt that the mountain was huge.

He also knew very well that he was lost, but what cheered him up.

The kind of...very thick white fog around it seems to be vague...starting to become: thinned out, the thick fog has become diluted! Throw it away...it's just the path here, it's too much It was too complicated, so that the other party lost it, or the fog was just ordinary fog, and it couldn't deal with the danger.

He was panting out of breath and wanted to sit down and rest for a while.

But there's that kind of..., a faint sense of crisis in my heart.

Tell him that it is absolutely impossible to do it now.

Even if you don't run anymore, you can't sit down, because once you sit down, you will most likely relax your vigilance, and when the danger is approaching, it will be over.

Now he can't even stop, and no one knows if the crisis is behind him.

"What's the matter, Coulson, you... something happened... something happened to those... white mist... things,!"

A rather anxious voice came from a headset in Coulson's left ear.

That's Agent May's voice! Everything going on here.

Agent May can also be viewed through equipment inside the Quinjet.

It just seems that the signal is not very good here.

So much so that the speech is always intermittent.

But for the most part Coulson understood.

Coulson gave a wry smile, his face was full of lingering fears, and there was a feeling of near-death in his tone. He panted heavily and replied: "I don't know what that is, huh! This is our subconscious mind. Tell us we have to run.

Maybe such a move really saved our lives, maybe it wasn't dangerous.

Who knows what's going on."

Coulson didn't stop at this time, he was still trotting at a slow pace, he really had no strength and ran fast.

Although the white fog has become: very thin, the strange sound like the sound of a flute, at this moment, is still a magic sound.

And the voice was vague and became: it got louder and Coulson wasn't sure.

Fatigue made him feel like there was something wrong with his hearing.

Heart 'bang bang bang'

The violent beating of the earphones made the already affected hearing even worse.

Coulson suddenly realized something, and at the critical moment, he took time to look back.

Go through a few S.H.I.E.L.D.

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....Agent, he saw the scene behind.

For a while, his breathing almost stagnated! At this moment, his brain almost fell into madness! The cold sweat instantly wet his clothes! "Xiu! Ge! Si!!!"

This is a word that is both familiar and unfamiliar, and it appears again.

This time it didn't appear in Coulson's mind, but he said it on the spot.

He's sure! He's sure! That's Shoggoth! That's what Louis once told him, another resident in the Crazy Mountains! It's also an indescribable existence that Louis told himself before that he must be careful! In this crazy mountain range, apart from...the ancients, there is only Shoggoth! Obviously, the other party's crazy distorted appearance is not the ancients.

Although the appearance of the ancients is very strange, at least....... they are also symmetrical.

It looks weird at first, but after a long time, it is quite pleasing to the eye.

But! Behind! The monster in the white mist! The appearance is very different from the old one!! Coulson doesn't know how to use "monster"

Two words to describe whether each other is right or wrong.

It was a terrifying, unbelievable moving object, let's call it an object.

Its huge black front end surged like a mountain of meat, like a raging ocean wave.

This passage is like a sewer, and the monsters behind it are the water that fills the sewer! Those... reliefs on the rock wall were all crushed one by one under the passage of the other side.

Coulson seriously doubts that if the human body is run over... what bones, teeth, hair, clothes and skin will be left! Or... nothing can be left. This glance is only for a second Zhong, but in Kelsen's eyes, it seemed like a year had passed.

He bit his tongue so hard! Had the experience of being influenced by Cthulhu.

Coulson before he gets lost...forcibly wakes up his mind! "Don't look back!!!"

This is what he gave to other S.H.I.E.L.D.

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.... a warning for members, and an absolute order, an order that cannot be disobeyed.

This is giving an iron-blooded order as a captain.

Chapter [-] ━━━━━━━━━━Escape from Heaven, Purple Mountains

Coulson's iron-blooded command fell like a roar, coupled with the anxiety and horror in his tone, and the... if there is nothing... The strange flute tone that seems to be endlessly approaching, then "1,1"

The flute tone of the voice is wide and full of distortion and evil! It seems to be a blasphemous sound from the abyss and hell, and Coulson swears that if there are some fanatical believers, he will never care....

What is the monster behind it?

This kind of crazy guy will definitely be annoyed when he hears this blasphemous sound.

Then, without saying a word, he turned his head and fought with the monster behind him.

For .. that kind of..., very fanatical believers... blasphemy may be... the only taboo scale in their life! S.H.I.E.L.D.

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These agents of .... are not believers, even if some people believe in God or something, they are only regarded as spiritual sustenance, not the kind of... fanatics.

So even if I hear this blasphemous sound, I don't feel very comfortable.

But they still obeyed Coulson's iron-blooded orders.

No turning back! No turning back, and no turning back! Because of Coulson's tone of voice, it can be concluded that it would be miserable to turn back.

If you see something like that... you shouldn't see it.

It is very possible to fall into endless madness.

Coulson can barely maintain his sanity to this day, and he is already different from ordinary people.

Already outrageous for his value.

Instead, be an ordinary agent.