The Endless Shuttle

The sharp voice interrupted Rope's words, and the deep diver seemed to be insulted, and the gills on both sides spit out blisters to express his anger.

"Uh, sorry."

Facing such a fanatic, Rope closed his mouth very cleverly.

Now that you are in the dominion of others, it is better to speak less yourself. Rope thought so.

"Forgive me for being rude, great caller, we haven't communicated with humans for too long." The Deep Diver organized words and said it from its mouth.

"In front of the gods, we are always ignorant and ignorant, which makes us unable to guess the thoughts of our gods, but it does foresee your arrival and orders us to take you to the holy city of Lalaije."

After the words, the deep divers gathered to give way to the deep sea.

"Let's get on the road, great caller."

ps: In this chapter, I played a stalk. Does anyone see it?

Chapter 40 "Father of the Deep Divers" Dagon

On the road? How to get on the road?

Although knowing that the other party didn't mean that, Rope still heard the indescribable evil from this sentence.

This is also the nature of deep divers. Closed in the deep sea where time is meaningless, their arrogant life is full of cold beauty, their cruelty is incredible, and their life is immortal. As the servant race of Cthulhu, they will not die because of aging, and will not die if there is no external influence.

But the problem is, I can’t swim...

When the deep diver finished speaking, Rope stayed in the original position with an embarrassed expression, without any intention of moving.

After a while, seeming to see something, the leader of the deep diver said a language that Rope could not understand behind his back, and then a petite female deep diver came up and stretched out to bring her. Right hand with scales.

"Please hold my hand tight and let me lead you."

Hearing this, Rope twitched the corners of his mouth, no matter what he resisted in his heart, he still covered his palm with the fished ‘claw’.

Following the crowds of deep divers, Rope shuttled in the sea.

This is the deep sea.

Whether it is weird-shaped corals or all kinds of vicious fish that cannot be named by themselves, they can be seen everywhere, and even when passing by the deep sea trench, a huge sperm whale swam in front of them.

However, these guys who could have been able to show off on their own chassis, when they met the hordes of deep divers, they invariably gave up the road, it seems that there are terrible things on them, so that these ferocious fishes dare not approach.

"This is already a plus, right?"

Rope casually asked the deep diver who was pulling him forward.

"We believe in the great sleeper, so we are the nobles in the deep sea, and ordinary marine life are the objects of control." The petite deep diver saw Rope's question and explained it in a cold tone.

"The caller, we are almost there."

After bypassing a dark gray reef, Laleille, the holy city inhabited by the former dominators, finally revealed its true appearance.

In this city dominated by the "God of Eternal Sleep", towering stone pillars and broken walls are clearly visible, carved with traces of time flowing and corrosion of seawater. The gloomy buildings are dripping with thick green slurry, suggesting the hidden terror. Hieroglyphs cover every wall, every stone pillar. From deeper underground—in an unknown direction, there were waves of noise that could not be called sound.

After leading Luo Pei to the bottom of the sea, the deep divers took the initiative to retreat, kneeling on the ground a few meters behind Luo Pei, as if worshipping some kind of supreme existence.

"Young man, welcome to the endless sea of ​​sleepers."

With the loud noise like thunder, Rope finally saw the vision he had just ignored.

Sitting at the gate of the holy city, the fathers of the divers who are silent like giant statues.

In the mythology of Cthulhu, the subordinate **** of Cthulhu, the "God of Sleep", and the spouse of the "Mother God" Hydra—

Dagon, the ‘Father of Deep Diver’.

"Salute to you, Your Highness Dagon." Luo Pei stroked his chest with his right hand and bowed to the true god. "I don't know what the next thing did, it shocked you."

"You don't need to belittle yourself, human."

Dagon opened his dark green eyes and stared at Rope without emotion.

"In the face of destiny, there is always inevitable, no accident. The great Cthulhu has foreseen this in the long river. You will become the brightest star among hundreds of millions of mortals."

"It's very scary."

Rope didn't care about Dagon's sugar-coated cannonballs. As long as these crazy evil gods in Crusu's myth took action, there would be nothing good. He had to act cautiously now.

But…

"Isn't His Majesty the Sleeper still wandering in the eternal dream? How can there be time to cast his eyes on him?"

According to Rope’s knowledge, Cthulhu, the former ruler, the'god of sleep', went down to the bottom of the sea with his realm Laley in an apostasy in ancient times. After that, he did not come out of the world. Even occasional communication with believers is to convey will through dreams.

The phrase "Cthulhu, who sleeps in a dream, enters a dream" came from here.

"This is not something you can understand."

Dagon didn't explain Luo Pei's problem, waved his hand, and dismissed the divers behind Luo Pei. He turned and walked towards Laleier.

"Come on, the great Cthulhu has been waiting for a long time."

Walking in the city of Taikoo, Rope feels quite bad.

Not only the submarine plants that often stumbled one's feet, but also those gloomy gazes peeking out from the dark house. Luo Pei can be sure that if Dagon were not by his side, then the indescribable horror would definitely rush out of the room and drink the blood of humans that had not been seen for a long time.

Bite the scalp, Rope held these gazes, followed Dagon's huge body, and finally reached his destination after passing a short stone bridge.

It is the most majestic building in Lalaije.

Cylindrical construction, coral reef creeping around the temple in a pilgrimage way.

Rope can feel it. If the city of Lalaije only brings him the feeling of'other world', then this temple is truly a thing of different dimensions, weird and detached, full of indescribable oppression. Power is the abode of true gods.

"Be cautious in words and deeds, if you don't want to offend the great Cthulhu."

Dagon looked down at Luo Pei and stretched out his scaly claws, condensing a dark green light straight into Luo Pei's forehead.

"My divine power can protect your brain, so that it will not look at that greatness and go crazy. The next thing is your business. Whether it is death or rebirth, it is destined."

Luo Pei touched his head and realized that after accepting Dagon's divine power, his fear was suppressed to the extreme, replaced by a rising sense of reason.

"Thank you." Lowering his head, Rope bowed to the father of the deep dive.

No matter what thoughts the other party had, he protected the fact that he was indeed indisputable.

After finishing the words, Rope walked in along the door of the temple.