My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Spiritual world.

The festering body of Shub-Niggurath rolled up, and the eyes on its body shed blood. The powerful law power fluctuations set off a hurricane and spread in all directions.

One of its clones was killed, which made it furious.

In order to put the clones into the material world, it spent a huge price, and each clone was precious.

Although the dead clones were not worth mentioning to it, it felt that the enemy trampled on its dignity as a void lord.

As the supreme mother goddess of many void lords, it had never been provoked like this.

Shabu gathered his divine thoughts, crossed endless time and space, and descended into the material world with a wisp of consciousness, contacting the King in Yellow:

"Hasta, have you entered the planet where humans live?"

"Great Mother Goddess of All Things, I have entered this world and am now cultivating more warriors in the Sea of ​​Mist."

"One of my clones that was connected to the dream of creatures disappeared in the north of this world. I request a thorough investigation of this matter.

The power used by the enemy belongs to the law of the sun, which can be transformed into a golden spear and cause a violent explosion. The power of the law is very strong."

"I will land in the north of the continent soon, and I will definitely be able to find the enemy by then."

After the dreamland was broken, there was no longer any spirituality that could carry many humans, and the consciousness bodies that were bound here returned to their respective bodies.

Crown's consciousness also returned to his body, and he thought about what form the dreamland existed in.

This place is like the real world, with colors, smells, and pain.

When the consciousness body is hurt, the damage can be brought back to the body.

This area can gather so many people together, and the evil god must have a trick.

Klauen couldn't help but think of the collective subconscious sea. Is there really a dimension that can connect all human consciousness?

If there is such a rule, there should be a larger dream world that covers all human dreams.

Or this dream is the cornerstone, carrying everyone's dreams.

Klauen's eyebrows were twisted together. There was too little information about dreams, and he had nothing to refer to.

Hanster woke up from his dream. He sat up suddenly and found that his back was wet and the bed sheet was wet.

He inhaled hard and found that both nostrils were blocked. He just breathed through his mouth.

He turned on the light, carefully observed the bed sheet, wiped his back with his hand, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Shit, the nightmare was too realistic. I felt that my body was full of sticky plasma."

Now that he had temporarily lost his sleepiness, Hanster got up with a curse, lit a cigarette, and opened the bedroom window to get some fresh air.

The night wind blew, he shivered, and shivered and closed the window.

Clown sneered and turned into a ray of light, disappearing outside the house of the person who was in soul resonance.

He sensed that the other person's room was filled with the malice of the law of pollution, but it was not fatal, and at most it would make people have nightmares or something.

Hanster finished smoking and lay back on the bed, closing his eyes but tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he vaguely heard a voice in his ear, like the tone of a hymn sung in a church, but the voice was full of a cold breath.

He had goose bumps all over his body, woke up from his sleep again, and shouted tremblingly:

"Who!"

The ethereal voice disappeared, but Hanster felt that something seemed to be crawling under the bed, and fear rose in his heart uncontrollably.

He panted, stretched out his trembling arms, and tried several times before turning on the light in the room.

The light appeared, dispelling the uneasiness in his heart.

But he smelled a faint stench in the room, like a dead mouse in the house in the summer, and then he realized that his stuffy nose was healed.

"The breath of evil spirits! How is it possible? When did it appear?"

Hansted felt his hair stand up. The church had long publicized the characteristics of encountering evil spirits, and the inexplicable stench in the room was one of the characteristics.

He grabbed the holy emblem on the bedside, wrapped himself in a quilt, and prayed with a distorted voice.

In the church's propaganda, if you encounter such evil spirits, you can't escape. There will be evil forces blocking all exits. Only by using holy power to dispel or weaken the evil forces can you leave.

As he prayed, Hanster felt the holy emblem in his hand begin to heat up. He took it out and found that the holy emblem was shining with a faint golden light.

Under the light, it seemed that something was burning and smoke was rising.

"My Lord, thank you for your mercy, and let the humble believers regain hope!"

Hansted's heart immediately settled down, and he prayed harder.

The stench in the room gradually dissipated, and he hurriedly left home wrapped in a quilt and ran to a nearby church.

Hanster found that the door of the church had been opened, and several people also wrapped in quilts were already sitting in the hall.

"Bishop Jenny," he rushed forward and told what he had encountered incoherently.

"The light of our Lord shines on you, and now you are safe.

I have sent a priest to ask the Silver Dawn Guard for support, and soon a priest of the archbishop level will exorcise the demons in your home.

Now, please pray in the church, and may the gods illuminate your dreams."

In the astral realm, a beam of light composed of countless light balls illuminated the dark area.

The light balls were dark red, with dark green eyeballs inside.

The next moment, the light disappeared and appeared in a distant place, moving dozens of kilometers in an instant.

As the light flickered, clouds of fog appeared in the cold and dark area.

In the mist, a misty hymn sounded:

"Avgomun, you are the messenger of Yog-Sothoth, you are the master of time.

In these long and eternal years, the mountains have been flattened and the sea has turned into fields. You have cleared away the fog of time."

In this fog, light and shadow flicker, and fragments of the long river of time appear in it.

Loch Modan City, Floating City Manufacturing Base.

Scott patted the drawings at hand and said excitedly to the craftsmen:

"Everyone, we have completed the drawings of the floating city, and the next step is to actually build it.

Every builder who participated in it received unparalleled glory. "

The crowd burst into endless applause.

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"Archbishop, when will the construction begin? I can't wait to make it."

"Haha, why are you anxious? The drawings have just been finalized, but the various materials for building the frame are not in place yet."

The construction of the floating city is a very huge project and requires too many high-level spiritual objects. It is impossible for Loch Modan City to produce all of these things.

It requires the use of special spiritual items from other churches, and the quantity is very large.

Without the central coordination of the church, obtaining so much material would be a huge challenge.

The craftsmen were talking, and everyone had a smile on their face.

The construction of the floating city will inevitably leave a mark in history. It is a great honor for them to participate in the construction.

Scott motioned for everyone to be quiet, and then said:

“I have informed Archbishop Sauron of the news, and he urgently dispatched an astral spaceship to Shattrath.

As soon as the Holy See delivers the materials needed in the early stage, we will start building the floating city! "

As the chief designer of the floating city, his name will surely be etched in the history of construction.

Eliza walked into the bedroom and found her husband already in the room. She couldn't help but asked in surprise:

"What happened today? This is not your style."

These days, the other person's schedule is reversed day and night, and it is difficult for her to see him even once.

Crown bared his teeth, shook his head slightly and said:

“Suddenly it felt like there was nothing to do.”

Alchemy has been raised to the extreme level. In addition to some knowledge skills, only the four skills of Sun and Moon Rotation, Holy Light Domain, Sun Spear and Star Falling have room for further improvement.

[Spear of the Sun: 693152/1000000; Level 4]

[Stars Falling: 485916/1000000; Level 4]

[Sun and moon rotation skill: 1118265/2000000; eighth level]

[Holy Light Domain (Tai Chi): 593645/3000000; Level 2]

Crown was a little disinterested. In the past, whenever he saw the numbers on his skills increase, he would feel an infinite sense of satisfaction.

Now, this sense of satisfaction has gradually faded away.

He understands that it was because of an existential crisis that he had to move forward desperately.

Now with his strength, nothing can threaten his life.

Survival crisis has always been the greatest motivation for living things. Now this sense of crisis has been greatly reduced, so the motivation in my heart is suddenly much smaller.

"I'm so envious. You have nothing to do now, but I'm extremely busy. Why don't you come and help me."

"no problem."

Crown nodded and agreed.

He understood that he was now entering a period of fatigue and that he would find other things to distract his attention and that he would get better again in a few days.

"Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

Eliza was surprised, she thought she heard wrongly.

"Of course not. I just want to change my mind. If you have any tasks, just assign them to me."

"There happens to be a difficult matter that needs to be reported to you. Geralt submitted a report on the situation outside the city, asserting that there is an evil god behind the plan to control many monsters to attack Shattrath.

Janice and others like me also have such suspicions. The problem now is that we cannot find traces of the evil god by any means we can use.

The power of the seven levels of law cannot be detected within a hundred miles of Shattrath City.

Since you are not busy recently, can you help everyone detect the hiding place of the evil god? "

Eliza took out Geralt's report from the space ring and said:

"Here is the most detailed information."

Kroun took the information, read it ten lines at a time, and said in a deep voice:

"Judging from the contaminated characteristics of these demonic objects, the enemy is the old opponent I mentioned before.

The inexplicable occurrence of polluted people inside each city and the strange movements outside the city are all caused by the same evil god. "

He frowned slightly, always feeling that all of this was directed at him.