I created the Gods

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over, another group of hairless bastards appeared around them.

Jiang Ming did not let the ghouls act rashly. He wanted to see what the intentions of these hairless bastards were.

Under the protection of the ghouls, Jiang Ming maintained sufficient confidence in his personal safety. He observed the weapons held in the hands of these hairless bastards through the eyes of the ghouls.

Unlike those holding sickles just now, these hairless bastards held sticks in their hands.

These hairless bastards were very fast, moving rapidly in the night. After a while, everyone in the expedition team was knocked unconscious to the ground.

Of course, Jiang Ming was pretending.

After drinking the mourner's potion, his physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, so naturally he cannot be easily knocked unconscious by a wooden stick.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they had arrived at the place he had been searching for so hard, the dead city: Alauzha.

As for why they know this name, the story has to start from the beginning.

After a group of four people were dragged to Arauza, the first thing they saw when they opened their eyes was a middle-aged man with an Asian face.

The middle-aged man's attitude towards the four of them was very friendly, but his expression was strange.

"You shouldn't come here." The middle-aged man said.

Professor Charles retorted: "It's not that we want to come. We want to go to the Song Plateau, but..."

"You just came here after being knocked unconscious, right?"

Professor Charles nodded.

Just listen to the middle-aged man say: "Then you have come to the right place. This is the Song Plateau, and the place you are now is the center of the Lake of Terror, the dead city: Alauzha."

"No, it's impossible. No one has ever set foot in this place. What we are looking for is a lost ruin that has never been set foot on by humans. It is not a dead city." Professor Charles said without giving up.

But the middle-aged man quickly extinguished the fire of hope in his heart and said lightly: "A lost ruin that has never been visited? Oh, it's not that no one has set foot here, but... no one has ever been able to get out alive. Pass."

"Then who are you?" Lester, who looked young but had a calm mind, asked.

"Me? You can call me Fu Huai."

"Fu Huai? Fu Huai from National Geographic?" Jiang Ming said.

When the man who called himself Fu Huai heard Jiang Ming's words, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said, "I didn't expect that someone would still remember me after such a long time."

"Yeah, everyone thought you were dead. They even held a funeral for you. I even went to attend that time." Jiang Mingdao.

"Does my tomb look good?"

"At least the feng shui of the cemetery was chosen well."

Charles watched the two Chinese people talking in Chinese and wanted to participate in the conversation, but before he could speak, the door was opened.

Four hairless bastards dragged two headless corpses in, followed by two equally short figures, who seemed to be holding something in their arms.

After entering the house, everyone suddenly discovered that the two corpses were those of Gran and the guide! The two hairless bastards at the back were holding their heads.

Fu Huai signaled them to put down their things, and then the six hairless bastards bowed to Fu Huai and left the house.

"Mr. Fu Huai, I think you need to explain to us what is going on. Where are these villains from? Why are they so respectful to you? Are you instructing them?"

Facing Jiang Ming's barrage of questioning, Fu Huai's expression did not change at all, and he slowly answered Jiang Ming's questions.

"These villains are the products of evil and are called 'Qiuqiu people' by the locals; and I am not their ruler. It can even be said that I am a prisoner."

Professor Charles asked at the right time: "Why did they drag these two corpses here?"

Fu Huai said: "Don't expect these hairless bastards, who are less than 1.2 meters tall, to have any wisdom. There is no concept of death in their thinking. Before you woke up, they gave away several bodies. The corpses of the Qiuqiu people came over. They couldn't understand why people died when they were killed. They brought these two corpses here to see if there was any possibility of reattaching the fallen heads."

Jiang Ming continued to ask the question: "Why are they so respectful to you? You didn't answer me. Imprisoned people should not be treated like this."

Fu Huai sighed and said, "I said, don't expect them to have any wisdom. The reason why they respect me is because I can help them."

"for example?"

"Let me tell you a story."

Professor Charles said anxiously: "We don't need to listen to stories, we..."

But this was directly interrupted by Fu Huai.

"After listening to the story, you will understand everything."

Fu Huai's voice was unhurried and he told everyone: "Countless epochs ago, there was a group of strange ancient races living on the earth. They came from Rigel and Betelgeuse, and they lived on the earth and other planets. Landing. But they never thought that their former slaves were now dead. The enemies also followed. These mortal enemies are the evil minions of Cthulhu, Hastur, the King in Yellow, the vile twins Royger and Zal, and other evil beings. The old gods compete with these evil beings. ownership, finally victorious after several epochs.

Cthulhu was imprisoned in the lost kingdom of R'lyeh in the endless deep sea, and Hastur fled to outer space. And the wretched twins Lloydger and Zar... They are in the land beneath our feet. But these evil beings left evil seeds on the Song Plateau, and on the island of the Lake of Terror created by the old gods, the filthy and blasphemous tribe of the Hill Culverts were born from these seeds. Over the long river of time, these bastards have always wanted to revive the wretched twins sealed underground, and that's why they trapped me here. They hope that I can guide them to revive Lloydger and Zar, and once they succeed, our world will fall apart.

You may think I'm crazy, but think outside of your inherent thinking, is this world really as simple as we see it? "

Everyone present, except Jiang Ming and Lester, Professor Charles and Clint all looked at Fu Huai with a strange look.

Everyone was silent for a long time, and Lester said: "Can you take us around this ancient city? "

Fu Huai did not refuse and took the four people to visit the city.

During the period, Professor Charles wanted to take a few photos with a camera, but was stopped by Fu Huai. These hill people could not understand what a camera was at all. They would mistake it for a weapon. If you don't want to die, it's best to follow Fu Huai's footsteps and do nothing.

Everyone strolled in this primitive city built of stones. The whole city was not big, but it almost occupied the entire island. There were some strange trees growing in the city. Their "green leaves" were a strange light red, and the trunks were dark green. No one had ever seen such strange trees.

These leaves swayed gently and made a sound similar to whispering from time to time. These strange sounds accompanied the few people to complete the short journey.

It was not until Fu Huai arranged accommodation for the few people that Jiang Ming realized one thing. There was no wind here at all!