King's Dimensional Journey

Now that you're on someone else's turf, you'd better keep your mouth shut. "Wang Mu's thoughts.

"Please forgive my rudeness, great caller, we haven't communicated with humans for a long time." The deep-water diver organized words with his fish mouth.

"We are always ignorant and ignorant before God, which makes it impossible for us to guess the thoughts of our God, but it did foresee your coming and ordered us to bring you to the holy city of Lalaiye."

After speaking, the gathered divers headed for the deep sea.

"Let's go, Great Summoner." On the way? How?

Although Wang Mu knew that what the other party meant was not what he meant, he still heard the indescribable evil in this sentence.

This is also the nature of deep sea divers, they are trapped in the deep sea, even time is meaningless.Their proud lives are filled with icy beauty, their cruelty is unbelievable, and their lives are immortal.As servants of Cthulhu, they do not die of old age, nor do they die without outside influence.

The problem is, I can't swim...

After the diver finished speaking, Wang Mu looked embarrassed and stood there motionless.

After a while, as if he saw something, the leader of the deep-water diving team said something in a language that Wang Mu didn't understand, and greeted a figure of the Jiaoxiaonv deep-water diving team, sinking.Hold the scale with your right hand.

"Please take my hand and let me hold you."

Hearing this, Wang Mu drew the corners of his mouth, no matter whether his heart was trying to resist, or his hands had already switched to the fish's "claws".

Following Cheng Qun's deep-water divers, Wang Mu shuttled in the sea.

This is the deep sea.

Whether it's grotesque corals or all kinds of vicious fish that can't be called by their own names, they can be seen everywhere. Even when crossing deep-sea trenches, a huge sperm whale can swim head-on.

However, these guys could have shown off their prowess on their own chassis, and when they encountered a group of deep-sea divers in the group, they all happened to give way to each other, as if there was something terrible about them, which made these fierce fish Don't dare to approach.

"Is this the intensive care unit?"

Wang Mu casually asked the deep-water diver who was pulling him forward.

"We believe in the great sleeper, so we are the nobles of the deep sea, and ordinary sea creatures are the subjects of the rule." Jiao Xiao dived deep to see Wang Mu's question, and explained in a cold tone.

"Callers, we're almost there."

After bypassing the dark gray reef, Lalleigh, the "city of the deep valley", the holy city of the former ruler, finally showed its true colors.

Soaring stone columns and cracked walls are clearly visible in this city ruled by a "resting god", carved with the marks of time and the erosion of the sea.The buildings in the shadows are dripping with thick green mud, suggesting hidden horrors.There are hieroglyphs on every wall, every pillar.From deep underground, from an unknown direction, came a sound that could not be called a sound.

After bringing Wang Mu to the bottom of the sea, the divers took a few steps back and knelt on the ground a few meters behind him, as if they were worshiping some god.

"Welcome, young men, to the endless sea of ​​sleepers."

With a loud noise like thunder, Wang Mu finally saw the scene he had ignored just now.

At the gate of the holy city sat the father of the diver, silent as a giant.

In mythology, it is the subordinate god of "Sea God" and the consort of "Mother Goddess".

Dagon is the father of deep water.

"Respect, King Dagon." The king asked with his right hand, and the bear bowed to the true god. "I don't know what I did to surprise you."

"You don't have to demean yourself, human."

Dagon opened his dark green eyes and stared at Wang Mu emotionlessly.

In the face of fate, there is always only necessity, and there is no chance.The great Cthulhu sees it all, and you shall be the brightest of all stars.

"overwhelmed".

Wang Mu didn't care about Dagon's sugar-coated bullets. As long as these crazy evil gods in the Crooksu myth were shot, they were not good things. They must be careful now, and a little careless life will get in.

but……

"Your Majesty, isn't the sleeping person still wandering in the eternal dream? How do I have time to look down?"

According to Wang Mu, the former ruler and "God of Sleep" Cthulhu, in ancient times, he defected with his domain Lariel and sank to the bottom of the sea.After that, he no longer asks anything about the world, and even occasionally communicates with believers, conveying his will through dreams.

This is where the phrase "sleep, Cthulhu, in your dreams" comes from.

"It's not something you can understand."

Chapter 28 The Road

Dagon didn't explain Wang Mu's question, but just waved his hand to let the divers behind him leave.Then he turned and walked towards Raleigh. "Come on, the great Cthulhu has been waiting a long time."

Walking in the ancient city, Wang Mu felt very bad.

Not only are the undersea plants constantly tripping over their feet, but somber sights, peering out from dark houses.Wang Mu can be sure that if Dagon wasn't by his side, the inexplicable fear would have rushed out of the room and drank blood that had not been seen for a long time.

Wang Mu blankly followed Dagon's huge body, passed a small stone bridge, and finally arrived at the destination.

It is the most magnificent building in the city of La Gloria.

Cylindrical buildings, coral reefs crawl around the temple in a form of pilgrimage.

Wang Mu could feel that if the city of Lalaiye only brought him the feeling of a "foreign world", then this temple is really in a different dimension, weird and detached, full of inexplicable oppression, and it is the real one. God's dwelling place.

"Be careful with your words, human, if you don't want to offend the great Cthulhu."

Dagon looked down at the Queen Mother and saw Shen.His scaly claws gathered a dark green glow on his forehead.

"I have the ability to protect your brain from seeing something so great and crazy, it's up to you. Life or death is destiny.

Wang Mu touched his head and found that after he accepted Dagon's power, his fear was indeed suppressed to the extreme.Instead, his reasons are getting stronger.

"Thank you." Wang Mu bowed his head and paid tribute to the diver's father.

Regardless of the other person's state of mind, protect yourself for what is truly indisputable.

The Queen Mother entered through the gate of the palace.

The sea was scraping his skin and cooling him down, but a different force was protecting him from the depths.This contradictory feeling made Wang Mu very uncomfortable.

After passing the main hall, Wang Mu finally arrived at his destination - Cthulhu's throne.

In the empty temple, a clear and great voice sounded.

"Welcome to my kingdom." What does it look like?

As a member of the old rulers, the image of Cthulhu has some characteristics of octopus, bat and human.His head was the soft flesh of a deer, his body fat and scaly, his forelimbs soft and clawlike, and behind him a pair of gnarled wings that seemed to have yet to take shape.

Both Lovecraft and Dress make grisly accounts of the snickering of mythological systems, to which the positive words "beauty," "elegance," and "luxury," theoretically, have nothing to do.

but…

"Are you... His Majesty Cthulhu?

Wang Mu looked at the figures on the sedan chair in disbelief.For a moment, he felt that his three viewpoints were subverted by the scene before him, and he was so shocked that he almost forgot that he was in front of the true God.

Delicate face, cold expression, green silky long hair, the body holding the coral scepter is so uneven that there are magical white silky legs

Wang Mu swears that this is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

However, there is no doubt that sitting on that throne is a girl of seventeen or eighteen, who is "human" in every sense of the word.

"What's wrong? Well, this power..."

The little girl lowered her head, her soulless eyes gleamed with dark blue light, her voice was cold and piercing.

"Looks like Dagon did something extra. His stupid fish head doesn't want to think about how I can get my precious 'caller' to stare at me like crazy.

You are not an octopus either...Wang Mu laughed wordlessly in his heart.

But this sentence can't be uttered. When it comes to the sudden death of the whole family, the hearse will drift away.

"As you can see, this gesture is just to make it easier for you." She stood up, spreading her palms. "Humans are visual creatures, after all, and this change is of course to win you the rest of your life."

"I wonder what you want me to do?"

Wang Mu is the heart and will pull his beauty out of the world.

"I'm just a Jinji guy who happened to read Ralaire's work and was lucky to be here. Am I just a special person to you?"

What do gods, especially the gods of Cthulhu, have to do with humans?

Wang Mu wanted to break his head.

"Is there something special about it? It's not special at all."

Cthulhu pulled Zooey up and tried to force a smile, but it was half a frightened half-smile.

After a few tries, she gave up, helpless and unfamiliar with the human body, unable to make complex facial movements.

"Wang Mu, do you believe in the inevitability of fate?"

Is fate inevitable? Wang Mu chewed on this sentence. Just now, Dagon said the same thing as him.

"Do you mean the inevitable tendency of things to develop and change?"

Wang Mu thought for a while and said. "While chance and inevitability have their own arguments, I personally believe that inevitability is the real logical causality."

It's like a child randomly throws a banana peel, and a busy office worker steps on it and slides over it.Whether it is a child or an office worker, it is a kind of accident, but together it becomes inevitable. This is also a causal theory.

"Yes."

Cthulhu nodded, paddling his white fingers in the water for a moment, turning his blue power into a river of stars.

"At our level, we will know that inevitability is the foundation of the multiverse. It's like you got the artifact. It was decided millions of years ago. And now, you come to me, you are destined.

Those dots of starlight gradually became the traces of Wang Mu, and in front of the true god, everything could hardly escape his gaze.

"Wang Mu, do you know the full name of your so-called 'cultural relic'?"

"'The Supreme Alternate God Inherited the Artifact'."

Wang Mu was not surprised, Keshulu knew that she had an inherited artifact.If she is a real god, she can't even see it, which will make Wang Mu have the idea of ​​"just like this".

"Well, I don't need to explain much, but I know a little bit. This is the first time in the real world, something that was established by the gods at the beginning of the multiverse, helping all things to become true gods."

Keshulu picked up the skirt, stepped on the stone steps on his jade feet in white stockings, and walked towards Wang Mu step by step.

"Although you and I agree with the inevitability of fate, the decisions you make next will affect your future future. For this is the way of the God of the future, and even I, who call you here, only offer to do so.

Wang Mu, who was chasing the sugar-coated cannonball, flapped his wings.

What could be more exciting than a real god telling you "you're going to be a god"? I don't think so.

Chapter 29 Feast

But the more this happened, the more Wang Mu felt a sense of crisis of licking honey with a knife, as if the demon in front of him was eroding his body like water.

The green-haired Meshanov stood in front of Wang Mu, outlined the outline of his neck with his hands, and whispered in his ear.

"—Wang Mu, are you willing to join the '' system and change your goal of becoming a god in the future into an 'old master'?"

It was a soft voice, but it fell on Wang Mu's ears like a thunderstorm in July, shaking his whole soul.

Calm down! Calm down! Beads of sweat were left on Wang Mu's forehead.

Keshulu's words had a great impact on him. As long as he nodded in agreement, the future would likely be smooth sailing, and he would eventually become an old force among the stars.

But no pie falls into the sky.

"With all due respect, my lord, what good does it do me?"

Wang Mu hesitated for a moment, and gently pushed away the green-haired girl who was stuck to him.

"What you said was a long time ago. The masters are great, but I'm just getting started myself.

Wang Mu was not ungrateful, but the identity between the two made him suspicious.

One is God and the other is man, and what God does pleases man.You say that there is no evil conspiracy, and you will not believe it if you lie to ghosts.

She closed her eyes and smiled, with a more natural expression this time.

"Cunning little devil, shall I threaten you with force?"

"How dare you?" Wang Mu said calmly.

"It's too trivial to threaten a mortal in the name of His Majesty."

Yes, Wang Mu did not dare to use force.

Whether it's pulling oneself from the real world into the realm of the gods or being welcomed by a deep, subservient god, these acts are imbued with "please" connotations.If he is really interested in himself, wouldn't it be more convenient to transform directly into a deep diver, and would he need to become Meshanov specifically to win him over?

"I'm so reckless."

Cthulhu nodded approvingly, brushing her messy green hair gently.

"Humanity's immediate interests are paramount. It is unrealistic to make empty promises about the future.

Wang Mu is right.