After time-traveling, I became a minion of the evil god?

Seeing Mo Yu take out a box out of thin air, the village head subconsciously regarded him as a ninja.

In this world, ordinary people's cognition of ninjas is that they all know magical ninjutsu.

As for the classification of ninjutsu and the effect, these low-level people naturally don't know.

Noticing that the village chief's attitude seemed to have become more respectful, Mo Yu knew that his goal had been achieved.

The status of a ninja is equivalent to that of an ancient neon warrior, feared by ordinary people who don't know it.

He just deliberately took out the medicine box in front of the opponent so that he could be mistaken for a ninja.

But in fact, even if he was exposed, he would not feel guilty.

I never said I was a ninja, so you can blame me if you misunderstood?

Moreover, being a ninja can make his next actions more convenient.

Fortunately, the wounds of the villagers are not serious, just some skin trauma.

Those robbers were quite clever in robbing, and the slight skin trauma could not only maintain the villagers' fear of themselves, but the wounds would heal quickly.

It will not affect the next robbery. If the villagers are killed, where will the next robbery be?

After applying medicine to the wound of the last villager, Mo Yu let out a long breath. Fortunately, there were not many of them, only a dozen or so.

The amount of medicine he brought was not much, but a dozen or so was still no problem.

"Thank you for your help, but we really have nothing to thank you for."

The village chief felt very guilty at this time, because there was no decent thing in the village as a thank you gift.

Those robbers only left some food, which was only enough for the villagers to eat, and there would be no more.

And Mo Yu's purpose was not to thank you at all. With a gentle smile on his face, he took out the book of the gods: "It doesn't need to be like this. I didn't save people because of your thank you."

"If possible, I would like to introduce you to the gods I believe in. The Supreme God is the origin of everything, the savior of the suffering people, and the souls who believe in it will be sublimated."

In fact, he doesn't know what the god he believes in at all, but it doesn't prevent him from blowing a wave first.

The higher the blow, the easier it is to develop the villagers into believers.

Otherwise, could it be said that the god I believe in is a goddess with long blue hair, a touching IQ, and only witty operations?

See if anyone is willing to believe in this.

Therefore, this kind of commercial flattery is very necessary, whether it is serious or not, just blow it up to the sky.

Knowing that the other party didn't want to thank the gift, but just wanted to introduce his god, the village head was relieved.

They don't have anything else, but they have plenty of time.

So I went to call the villagers to gather to accept the missionary.

When the village head convened people, Mo Yu opened the book and looked secretly, preparing for the speech at the meeting.

'I want to see what is written on it. '

When he opened the book and read it for only 2 minutes, he closed the book suddenly, and cold sweat broke out unconsciously on his forehead.

"F*ck...system, you are a fool! Is this the so-called high-mystery god system!"

Originally, he was still thinking about why the god system was so good, but he only realized it after he understood the content.

When it comes to external gods, many people may be deceived.

But if it comes to the old ruler, Cthulhu, this must be familiar, right?

To put it simply, Outer God can be regarded as the top existence among the old rulers, the most powerful god.

Its abilities are far beyond those of the Old Ones.

The Old Ones, on the other hand, are the existences born of the Outer Gods, most of which are composed of unknown substances beyond cognition, mysterious and powerful.

Now, there are only two options before him.

To develop believers, or not to develop believers?

The villagers had already gathered at this time, and Mo Yu's eyes swept over these people with yellow and thin faces and almost numb eyes, and his heart couldn't help being touched.

The vitality of the living people cannot be seen in the villagers, just like people who are dying.

They have almost lost their hope for the future, and what weighs on their bodies and minds is only deep despair.

Maybe I can't bring hope, but maybe I can divert your attention a little bit and relieve the pressure of spiritual despair.

"I'm going to tell you, Mordiggian, a powerful and mysterious Old One."

Opening the book in his hand, Mo Yu began to talk about this terrifying god from ancient times with a peaceful voice.

"It was a mass of darkness, dark and opaque, with a strange dazzle to blind the eye."

"It dwells in the black cellars beneath the temple."

"The bone-chilling coldness of death and void permeates the cellar. The reptile-like shadow pillar is as big as a dragon, and its curled torso is constantly crawling from the darkness of the corridor."

"Like some demonic giant without limbs and head, with a tongue of smoke and flames, it leaps, stretches, and drags its body forward into the cellar, it is the watcher of death, worshiped by ghouls existence."

"Death is not the end, but a new beginning, breaking free from the shackles, and being reborn under its gaze in another posture."

Along with the narration, the villagers unconsciously focused their attention, and a terrifying incomplete figure seemed to be vaguely outlined in their minds.

Streaks of black threads invisible to ordinary people emerge from the cover of the book, burrowing into the ground like bugs.

Chapter 13 Summoning the Gods

Under the dark night, everything is quiet, and the forest tonight is as peaceful as a place of death.

There are no insects, birds, or nocturnal animals.

Quietly, one can only feel the hairs stand on end and feel cold all over.

The land under the moonlight swelled and swelled, and then flattened, as if there was something underneath.

In a certain house in the village, Mo Yu was quietly reading the contents of the book.

This book has no name, but on the first page, a taboo name is mentioned.

It reminded him of the mysterious book "Book of the Necromancer" that is closely related to the Cthulhu mythology.

In fact, he didn't know what the "Necronomicon" looked like, and the system followed his idea to register it as this name.

The information recorded on it is even more creepy and chilling.

The degree of evil and horror is the most extreme he has ever seen. Just reading it, he feels as if his heart is polluted.

"Huh? Wait a minute, something seems wrong..."

After watching for a while, he suddenly remembered something, about his uncle's death report.

The cause of death at that time was a heart attack caused by excessive fright.

Could it be that you understand the above content?

Thinking that the book was half-opened and thrown on the bed at that time, it seems very likely.

After reading it for a short time, he closed the book and went to sleep.

This thing is really not suitable for watching too much at once, too much information intake is not good for the brain.

. . . . .

The next morning.

Getting up from the hard and simple wooden bed, I only felt that my whole body was hard.

"This thing sleeps a lot, and I can feel the feeling of being a zombie."

Kaka!

He twisted his neck and body, making a crisp sound.

There is no set time for the simulation, and I am quite free, which may also be related to this sub-system.

Walking out of the room, the outside has become much tidier than yesterday.

The things scattered all over the ground by the robbers were also packed away.

Counting everyone in this village, there are about 80 to [-] people, including the elderly, children and women.

There are about twenty or thirty families.

The village chief who had been waiting outside saw Mo Yu coming out, and immediately stepped forward: "Master Sacrifice, we want to build a temple, do you think it is possible?"

This title was made up by Mo Yu himself. Compared with believers, it feels like a sacrificial priest is more noble.

Anyway, the people here don't know, and they can talk about it casually.

But, why did the village chief suddenly think of building a temple?

"Village Chief, building a temple is not an easy task, and it requires a lot of manpower. You can't do it now."

"No!" Just after finishing speaking, the village chief said excitedly: "I dreamed of a god last night! The great god Mordiggian! It is calling me in a dark temple. Reborn in the temple!!!”

In the end, his voice became louder and louder, and the saliva almost sprayed on Mo Yu's face.

Mo Yu couldn't help raising his hand to cover it, but he felt a little unbelievable when he heard the other party say that he dreamed of Mordiggian.

It's not something anyone can see if they want to. Only people who are close to death can attract its attention.

"Build a temple! We must build a temple!"

The village chief muttered excitedly, vaguely feeling a little out of order.

Not only him, but Mo Yu noticed that the surrounding villagers also gathered around, and some of the older people were more excited.

And the younger ones are okay, but they also look more emotional.

It's only been one night, why does everyone seem to be possessed by a demon?

"I... do as you please. If you want to build a temple, I suggest that you build a smaller one first, and then expand it slowly."

As a believer in the gods, he naturally cannot stop this behavior.

Hearing his agreement, the villagers suddenly seemed to have a goal in life, and began to act under the command of the village chief.

The women took care of the crops in the fields, some of the men went hunting, and the rest gathered wood for building temples.

As said before, building a temple is a big project.

If stone is used, there must be insufficient manpower and the workload is huge, but if wood is used, it will be much easier.

Because wood is not only lighter than stone, but also easier to process.

Seeing the villagers actively working, Mo Yu chatted with the village chief and asked about the situation here.

Most importantly, where is the ninja village.

"Master Sacrifice, the nearest place to us is Muye Yin Village." The village chief truthfully told all the information he knew, and Muye Village is the most powerful of all ninja villages.

This will be of great help for the next action.

In the next few days, Mo Yu stayed in the village temporarily, and he needed to prepare for going to Muye Village.

To post missions, you need money after all, right?

You need money to buy a map to Loulan, right?

It is impossible for him to create money out of thin air, so what should he do?

The answer is already obvious, Bandit.

They must have money there, but with these villagers, it is impossible to defeat the robbers.

The prototype of the temple has been built.

The people in the village have been listening to the contents of the "Necronomicon" continuously for the past few days, and they have completely lost their numb expressions like walking dead.

They only had adoration and fanaticism for the mysterious existence in their eyes, and they became convinced that death was new life.

Standing in the simple underground temple, Mo Yu looked at the summoning circle drawn on the floor in front of him, and slowly opened the "Necronomicon".

I am only a guide, not a savior.

They chose to seek a new life under that darkness and death.