My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

The night sky in Bly City was red, and the gray fog was dispersed by the burning and steaming heat.

The white moonlight shining in silently witnessed all the pain the city experienced tonight.

Four faceless beings twice the height of ordinary people were raging in the city. One was of the fifth level and the remaining four levels. They surrounded and killed the two newly promoted fourth-level extraordinary beings in the city.

After that, effective resistance could no longer be established in the city, and those who took temporary command were killed one after another in the charge of the Faceless Men.

The order of the city collapsed, and the night became a carnival feast for the cultists lurking in the shadows. Under their instigation, the thugs smashed, smashed, looted and burned.

In the suburbs of the city, there are many manors of the nobles, which are now besieged by a large number of mobs. If the nobles did not have strong private armed forces, they would have been captured by the mobs long ago.

The most pitiable thing was the ordinary citizens in the urban area. Some of them resisted a little and were brutally killed by the thugs.

The screams, calls, and the distorted laughter of the thugs were all drowned in the crackling sound of the blazing flames.

"Lord of Fire, save your people"

The believers' cries for help could not save the coming tragic fate. Under the light of the flames, the thugs' grin became more and more crazier.

In St. Peter's Basilica, there were countless pieces of flesh and blood piled up in the main hall, and the dark red blood stained the red carpet.

Under the high dome, the huge eight-pointed star array shone with strange light.

The moon-white holy robe Osman wore was spotless. He stood expressionlessly outside the magic circle and softly chanted a spell.

Evil voices echoed in the hall, and the flames of the surrounding torches twisted wildly, as if being blown by a strong wind.

In the magic circle, there are blood-red hearts piled up, some are the size of fists, some are only the size of eggs, and the outermost ones are still contracting irregularly.

Dozens of faceless men of normal adult height walked back and forth in the hall. They skillfully cut open a person's chest, took out the heart and threw it into the magic circle.

Some of the people whose hearts were removed were still alive before, and their painful wails grew from loud to small, and soon became inaudible.

The hearts piled up like sand dunes began to melt like candles when heated, and gathered into a small pond.

The "water surface" of the pond was much higher than the magic circle, with red bubbles rising. Twisted animal-shaped red water masses crawled out of the blood pool and began to devour the corpses around the magic circle.

As they devoured flesh and blood, these water masses gradually grew into real flesh and blood.

This was once the church's solemn prayer hall, but now it has become a flesh-and-blood alchemy base.

Osman took a step forward and imprinted his mana mark between the alchemy beast's eyebrows.

This is his improved alchemy circle. The conversion efficiency is higher, the procedure is simpler, and the alchemy beast's genetic stability is stronger.

Behind the magic circle, the more powerful faceless men put the extraordinary beings bound by blood-colored ropes into another magic circle that extracts life essence. The life essence of the extraordinary person can greatly accelerate the growth of the alchemy beast.

With these technical means, Osman can raise an army of alchemical evil beasts in a short time.

"His Majesty the Pope, please help me."

"Shut up, can't you see that he is the one who wants to take our lives?"

"Damn Osman, you must die a good death. His Majesty the King will definitely avenge the innocent souls of Bly City."

Most of these extraordinary beings who were used as materials for the formation were priests and warriors of the church, and those who were still awake were constantly cursing.

Osman turned a deaf ear, the indifference in his eyes remained. He had no interest in talking to the dying person.

The situation in Bly City will not be hidden for a few days, and the outside world will soon get the news.

After the Saxon family learns about the situation here, they will definitely use all the kingdom's troops to attack him. At that time, the power of the church will no longer support him.

What he has to do is use evil beasts to block the enemy and buy time for himself.

The church's secret vault has been opened by him. Using the rare spiritual objects inside, he will soon be able to push his strength to the top of the fifth level.

The besieged archbishop in the sanctuary is his further material.

His most important goal is Croun. He can "smell" the vigorous and blazing vitality of the opponent. If he can temper the essence of the opponent's blood, he is sure to rise to the sixth level and purify him. Spiritual pollution.

Osman understands his situation very well. His spirituality has been contaminated. If there is no other way, he is likely to slowly sink.

His original plan was to use the church's holy flame array to slowly burn himself and remove the pollution bit by bit.

But the Holy Flame Magic Circle is the ultimate foundation of the church. If he proposed to use the magic circle, he would definitely not get the approval of the cardinals. This is why he wanted to modify the magic circle to surround the red archbishops.

Only by obtaining enough of the red archbishop's seals can he use the Holy Flame Array.

He didn't expect to get a surprise from Crown, and now he has a better choice.

After extracting the essence of the opponent's bloodline, even if not all of the pollution he received was purified, very little was left. When the time comes, he can use the Holy Flame Array to completely remove the spiritual pollution.

At that time, he will not be afraid of any challenge, and then he will use the foundation of the church to help him advance to the Golden Stigmata, so that he can be on an equal footing with the gods.

At the very back of the hall, the statue of Hephaestus, Lord of Fire, lowered his eyebrows and silently watched all this with compassionate eyes.

I wonder if the sadness that happened here can be conveyed to the kingdom of gods.

Dragon souls surrounded Crown, and the two giant hammers were wielded by him vigorously.

Weapons infused with the energy of life can stimulate the power of elements, and the spiritual light of the magic circle is like a candle in the wind, crumbling under his violent attack.

He had also tried using Sun Flame Technique or Palm Thunder to attack the magic circle, but the effect was similar to what it is now.

Crown has now basically figured out the operating rules of the magic circle. It seems that the defense of the magic circle is already crumbling, but it is still not close to the fire.

If the attack intensity drops, the defensive aura of the magic circle will soon recover, and the magic circle must be broken in one go to be considered successful.

He felt that the energy of life was severely depleted, so he stopped to rest, preparing to return to his best condition and then break the magic circle with all his strength.

Seeing him stop, Flanders shouted:

"Everyone, let's take over from Crown and continue attacking the magic circle."

Crown waved his hand and said:

"No need, if your attack cannot exceed a certain critical point, the consumption of defensive aura is very small. Even if everyone attacks at the same time, the result will be the same."

Of course, the sanctuary's magic circle cannot be consumed by a large number of low-energy attacks, otherwise the sanctuary cannot become one of the trump cards of each church.

"Then what should we do? Everyone has not eaten for three days. If we can't break the magic circle and escape, we will starve to death sooner or later."

Drago was a little irritable, and he now fully believed that everything was caused by the pope he once trusted most.

"Yeah, if we can't break the magic circle, this is our tomb."

"I would rather die in battle than die so humblely."

The room was filled with an atmosphere of excitement and pessimism, and everyone had given up hope of rescue from the outside world.

Everyone became uneasy at the thought of starving to death.

Flanders clapped his hands, and when everyone's attention was attracted, he said loudly:

"Everyone, be quiet. I think Crown will be able to find a way to leave."

In fact, he was not anxious at all. He had witnessed two fifth-level soul-eating jellyfish being killed instantly. The powerful and suffocating attack intensity gave him great confidence.

He once asked Crown if he could unleash that level of attack again, and received a positive answer.

So he didn't have any fear, and it felt so good to have someone stronger to rely on.

His words immediately focused everyone's attention on Crown's face.

Crown looked around and took in everyone's expressions. He coughed and said:

"Even if Archbishop Flanders doesn't mention it, I am ready to tell everyone that I am confident that I can break the magic circle."

"Okay!" Flanders took the lead in cheering. He is a qualified supporter.

Crown raised his hands and pressed them down. When the scene calmed down again, he said:

"Everyone, it has been nearly three days since we were besieged here. We don't know the intelligence from the outside world, but we must adjust our state and be ready to fight at any time.

If I want to break the magic circle, it will cost me a lot, and I will have to rely on everyone after I get out. "

If he didn't use the Sun Essence and Moon Flower to restore the Qi of Life and Spirit Controlling Power, it would indeed be difficult to replenish his consumption.

Flanders nodded and said firmly:

"Don't worry, we will definitely protect you."

"Yes, don't worry." Everyone agreed.

Crown bowed slightly: "Everyone, I still need half a day to adjust my condition to the best. During this time, everyone should recover well and don't be stingy with the holy water."

As a good product for replenishing energy, holy water can fully meet the current needs. Holy water No. 0 can work on the silver powerhouse.

After saying that, he sat cross-legged in a corner, closed his eyes and began to meditate on the golden light spell.

Flanders stood in front of him, guarding him.

This is what he specially told me. After all, you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others.

Crown's body surface emits the aura of the bright moon, like white moonlight shining into the room through the window, revealing an aura of peace and tranquility.

Four hours later, he ended his visualization and summoned the golden wall.

[Golden Light Curse: 157126/300000; Level 4]

[Breath of the Flame Dragon: 73984/120000; Level 1]

Being trapped in the sanctuary for the past few days, he still had a lot of proficiency in the Golden Light Spell that he had not yet achieved.

I don't know if it was because of the urgency in his heart, but he gained proficiency in visualization in the sanctuary much faster than usual.

After checking the golden wall, Kroun took out the golden spirit coins and began to absorb the spirit essence to replenish the spirit control power of the two spirits.

When everything was ready, another hour and a half passed.

Crown began to stack armor for himself, including alloy battle armor, source armor, golden light body protection, and the Heart Cleansing Curse. He stacked all the defensive skills.

Then, he released the bullet time and adjusted it to the 25% speed-up mode.

Then he unleashed his fire spirit and wild rage, with full firepower, hammering hard against a wall.

Time passed, and along with the vast roar of the dragon soul, Crown slammed the giant hammer on the wall of the sanctuary.

The originally dim defensive aura of the magic circle was completely shattered, the walls were smashed solid, and a large crack appeared in the stone, announcing that the magic circle was broken.

Crown retreated behind everyone and said:

"The defense of the magic circle has been defeated. The rest is up to everyone."

After saying that, he immediately swallowed a few drops of the prepared sun essence to quickly restore the energy of life. Then he used the moonlight to replenish the spirit-controlling power of the hourglass of time. The only person he trusted the most was himself.

Flanders shouted: "Without the protection of the magic circle, breaking open the stone door is just a simple physical work. Everyone, let's get started!"

"Work begins!" Archbishop Martin shouted in agreement, raised his weapon and hit the door, "Bang."

The archbishops formed a line and attacked the gate in succession. In less than a minute, the door was shattered.

Everyone filed out, and Croun stepped into the passage and found that there was no one outside, and the silence was a bit depressing.

Friend asked, "What to do now?"

He originally guessed that there should be heavy troops guarding the outside, and they were all ready to use what kind of language and tone to expose the Pope's danger. Now facing the empty passage, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

Kroun drank a sip of holy water and said in a deep voice:

"Don't act alone. Everyone advances slowly. Leave the sanctuary first to see what's going on outside."

Flanders used Tao Seed to ask:

'How are you? Do you want to take a break? ’

He was worried that Crown's current state would not allow him to engage in high-intensity combat. If he encountered any difficult problems that could not be solved, he might as well stay here for a while.

Crown nodded inconspicuously and responded:

‘I’m fine. It’s best to get out quickly. The situation outside the sanctuary must not be optimistic. ’

Now they have a dark eye on the current situation and must obtain outside intelligence as soon as possible.

Drago activated his holy power and activated the armor's enchantment circle. Flame-like patterns lit up everyone's eyes. Both his and Ah He's armors were newly customized and could defend against four levels of attacks.

He raised the shield in his hand and shouted: "Everyone, I am willing to open the way for everyone."

As a former die-hard supporter of the Pope, he understands that he is under everyone's vigilance, and now he proposes to open a way to calm everyone's hearts.

"I am willing too," Ah He took a few steps forward and stood side by side with his old friend.

Crown shouted: "Let's get started. Let's work in pairs so we can take care of each other."

To be honest, he was a little worried about the combat effectiveness of these archbishops.

After reaching high positions, many people's fighting instincts will slowly deteriorate and they will become pampered.

If there had been no fierce actual combat recently, these archbishops would most likely have empty realms and no matching combat effectiveness.

The archbishops found their partners and moved forward cautiously.

After a while, everyone walked out of the sanctuary.

"Damn beast!"

Drago, who was walking at the front, shouted angrily, and then Crown heard the sound of the shield flapping.