I lost the sun god

"An incomprehensible existence?"

"Can you understand that a stone can be lifted and cannot be lifted? No, no, you can't understand what kind of existence this is, and the same is true for fallen gods. Even evil gods can't understand his existence. If you say three The Pillar God is the culmination of the Outer Gods in the Cthulhu Mythos, so the Fallen God is an existence other than the Outer Gods."

"It's scary. Fortunately, I'm in Iceland, which is far away from the country of America, and the new land next to our Iceland is the legendary new world. The legendary forest god Vidal and the god of revenge Valli are in it. Wait until the country of America can't stop it. After falling into God, I sailed to the New World to enjoy the protection of the gods."

"Brother, take me with you. I'll buy a plane ticket to Iceland right away. It's funny. I'm in Huaxia, and I'm protected by Jiuding."

"Damn it, didn't Huo Meipu say that our country is the chosen country? Is it a country protected by God? No disaster will come to our country? Why is there a fallen God now?"

"I will take my daughter and leave the United States for the time being."

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After the incident of the evil god appearing in the United States was exposed on the Internet, it immediately caused great panic, and the air tickets and ferry tickets on all major websites were sold out.

In this low sales season, it should be a very happy thing that air tickets and ferry tickets are sold out, but the executives of major airlines are not in any happy mood at this moment, because they are busy leaving the United States now.

Although the sea and air transportation in the United States is developed, and there are many planes and ships, it is only a drop in the bucket for the hundreds of millions of people in the United States. More Americans who have not grabbed tickets choose to leave the United States by rail and road, go to neighboring countries, and then go to the neighboring countries. Neighboring countries diverted to safer countries.

A movement to flee America is taking place.

While the Americans were busy fleeing abroad, in a church of the New Zealand branch of the Flying Pasta Church, Bogu seemed to be in the cold and lonely deep space of the universe, tightly wrapped in darkness as thick as black ink .

Chapter 4 Eleven: Strange things are happening

Flying Pasta originated in the United States and was founded in June 2005 by Bobby Henderson, a graduate of Oregon State University with a bachelor's degree in physics.

Followers of the church believe the universe was created by a flying spaghetti monster 'after a heavy drinking session'.

And this spaghetti monster is the only true god, so the true god is also known as the 'Flying Spaghetti God'.

Different from traditional religions, Flying Spaghetti Cult is a funny religion, whether it is a god made up of spaghetti designed by believers, or a paradise made up of beer-erupting volcanoes and strip dance halls, it is full of Funny taste.

In order to preach, these people created the "Flying Gospel", preaching that only women and some men can be fashionable, that only water can be pure, that fat people should turn off the TV and go for a walk, reduce their weight, and preach that people who eat buns, dumplings, wontons, bread, and milk in the morning They are all heresies, only those who eat pasta are orthodox.

And to join this church, you don't need to do anything, you don't need to pay membership fees, you don't need to take an oath, you don't even need to understand the teachings, you just need to say that you join the Feitian Pasta Church.

After the Feitian Pasta Sect was established, countless people joined the sect with the mentality of "fun" and "try it out". In a very short period of time, more than 200 million people declared themselves to join the Feitian Pasta Sect, and In many countries, they have obtained the right to preach legally, and even have churches.

However, with the receding enthusiasm and the appearance of mysterious power, Feitian Pasta Sect declined rapidly.

After all, compared to those religions with a long history and a strong relationship with the gods in mythology, this kind of funny religion can be used for fun, but it is impossible for them to believe in this kind of religion.

Bogu is the president of the New Zealand branch of the Flying Pasta Church. He presided over a church alone. Before the mysterious power appeared, he made a lot of money by hosting weddings for the opposite sex or the same sex.

Only after the mysterious power appeared, his business plummeted. Compared with the priests of the Flying Pasta Church, those who got married were more willing to accept the blessings of the Christian priests.

Originally, he planned to close the church and find another serious job, but he didn't expect that he just took a short nap in the afternoon and entered this dark world like the deep space of the universe?

"Where is this place?"

Looking at the deep space around him, Bogu's mind was in chaos. He felt as if he was dreaming, but wasn't this dream too weird and depressing?

In his field of vision, there is a dim cosmic deep space all around, but unlike the vastness of the cosmic deep space, this cosmic deep space seems to be full of some kind of strange depression. Some kind of indescribable great horror hides.

He stayed where he was, not daring to move or make any sound, for fear that if he moved or made a sound, it would trigger some kind of huge disaster.

However, this space-time filled with endless darkness has still changed.

The darkness that can only see black and no other colors is pushed away by some indescribable force, and a color that is biased towards white and gray emerges from the darkness in the form of thick lines.

Drops of transparent and pure liquid drip down along the lines, making terrifying and strange ticking sounds in the silent universe, and in the depths of the darker universe, there seems to be some extremely dark and terrifying existence wriggling I rushed over.

Soon, two eyeballs bigger than the stars emerged, and something like a huge dark star rushed out of the white-gray lines struggling and wriggling.

And these images created a familiar and unfamiliar image in Bogu's mind,

"Flying Spaghetti Master?"

After this idea popped up in his mind, Bogu was confused and speechless for a moment, as if an invisible chopstick was inserted into his mind and stirred, and there were no more extra thoughts.

As if aware that someone was looking at him, the two huge eyeballs that emerged drooped down, a yellow robe was draped over his body, and the nauseating light emanated from his body, covering the darkness that was densely covered in the deep space of the universe. expulsion.

One after another, sharp and manic voices whispered in his ears, and endless songs permeated and passed from the depths of the distant cosmic sea of ​​stars,

"Along the shore, cut through the clouds, the twin suns sink into the lake, and long shadows fall, right there in Carcosa..."

It seemed to him that he heard a snickering sound, or that he heard some kind of monster whispering to himself, or that he heard some indescribable and terrible evil god sitting on the edge of the river bank, sitting on the ancient ruins. Next to the wreckage of the city, facing the beautiful picture of destruction, they sang joyfully,

"The wonderful night when the black star rises, the wonderful moon that moves in the night, but what is even more wonderful is that, the lost Carcosa..."

The evil god, who couldn't describe it in words or words, laughed secretly.

Amidst its laughter, the entire cosmic sea of ​​stars began to vibrate, the seals laid down by the ancient gods trembled violently, and then quickly collapsed amidst the laughter,

"No one can hear the song of the Hyades, the king's rags flutter in the wind, and the singing disappears there silently, the dim Carcosa..."

The indescribable terror invaded Bogu in an instant, and the next moment he was almost frightened out of his wits,

"Hasta, the king in yellow..."

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Ciba, city of Sao Paulo.

A Han-Tibetan believer who was preparing to participate in religious activities looked terrified at this time.

As the legal religion of West Basin, Hanzoism is a funny religion just like Flying Pasta Sect, but it is not the same as the ironic deity created by Flying Pasta Sect. Hanzo of the Han Dynasty as the object of his belief.

The celebration of this sect is also on Tuesday, bring fried chicken, cola, chicken popcorn, milk tea and pizza, and have a happy game.

But at this moment, the believer has no happy thoughts.

Because in his computer, Hanzo, the object of their 'worship', suddenly melted into a mass of light gray liquid, and then the liquid kept trembling and expanding, turning into a crawling violent god, facing him in the computer without stopping. roar.

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The Gaotai sect of the Peacock Kingdom, lying alone on the bed with his eyes closed, a face with typical Sudra features is extremely distorted, countless crazy and mysterious voices are like harsh music, constantly piercing through his ears into the brain.

In front of him, a pair of portraits of great gods such as Messiah, Guanyin, Confucius, Newton, Einstein, Tathagata, Shiva, etc. slowly fell to the ground.

One after another, all of them had weird smiles on their faces.

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Strange and terrifying phenomena occurred in various regions or countries on the blue star such as Black Africa and Greenland at the same time.

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