People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

Back in time a few hours ago.

On the other side, Rosinandi drove the carriage back to the village he had passed before.

From the moment he entered the village until he parked his carriage in front of the hotel, Rosinandi had been observing the mental state of the villagers.

"It seems to be getting worse."

Everyone in the village was lying listlessly on chairs and basking in the sun. Even the vendors setting up stalls on the roadside used their hands to support their chins to prevent themselves from falling asleep suddenly in broad daylight.

When we walked into the hotel, the boss who was guarding the counter simply lay on the table and snored.

But it could be seen from his frowning brows and the hairs standing on his body that he had not slept peacefully.

Although he couldn't bear it, in order to give himself a place to stay, Rosinandi still woke up the boss from his dream.

"I'm sorry, I haven't slept very well recently. How many days do you want to stay?"

"Let's stay for three days."

"Okay, here is your key, the first room from the left on the second floor."

Soon the boss opened a room for him. Taking the key, Rosinandi turned around and went up to the second floor. He opened the room and put away his luggage. In his mind, he recalled the flash of light when the boss just opened his eyes. passing gaze.

Show your teeth and show your claws!

Although this word is used to describe actions or postures, Rosinandi felt that it was the perfect way to describe the look in his boss's eyes.

It was as if a monster lived inside the innkeeper's body, and that look just now was part of this monster.

Although as soon as his eyes touched her, he shrank away like a cat and a mouse, Rosinandi still caught the familiar smell in it.

It's like the fear I've been enjoying every night lately.

Therefore, the nightmares of these people are really related to themselves. Rosinandi finally found the connection between the nightmares and himself, but this also means that the dreams that he originally thought he had cracked long ago actually hide many things that he has not discovered. secret.

While it was still early, Rosinandi walked around the village again.

He specifically looked for villagers who had fallen asleep on their chairs and woke them up to chat with them.

Although everyone has slightly different looks in their eyes when they first wake up, the only thing that remains unchanged is the smell that they are very familiar with.

Finally confirming what he wanted, Rosinandi hastily finished dinner and shut himself back in the room.

When he locked the doors and windows and drew the curtains, he saw a dark crow landing on the window sill. One person and one bird looked at each other. The crow screamed "quacking" in fear and flew away in panic.

All Rosinandi's thoughts were focused on tonight's dream, and he didn't care at all about the episode that just happened.

However, just opposite the room where Rosinandi was, a bald man wearing a black feather coat looked frightened.

That look!

Karas felt that he would never be able to forget the look in Rosinandi's eyes.

Not only was he afraid, he also saw the shadow of hell, where all the things that humans longed for and feared the most.

It was as if he was a messenger from hell.

Even after becoming the Son of the Wind and following the dragon who was also 'His' messenger for a long time, Karas did not feel this palpitating feeling at all.

Therefore, he didn't take the dragon's warning too seriously, but just one glance completely changed his understanding of 'him' and 'his messenger'.

No!

I had to tell the dragon about this quickly, and another 'His Messenger' appeared.

However, just when he transformed into a crow again and jumped on the window sill to leave, he found that the sky and the ground outside had turned into pure darkness at some point.

Just like the pupils of the person living in the house opposite.

This sudden thought made Karas suddenly stunned. Why did he have such an idea?

Soon, when he saw the villagers coming out of the house suspended in pure darkness one after another, he instantly understood where his thoughts came from.

Eyes!

The look in the guy's eyes in the room opposite!

Everything he had seen performed in those black pupils was replicated scene by scene on the bodies of these villagers.

They roared in pain and pleasure. Obviously no one forced them to complete those punishments, but they tirelessly performed the drama of self-punishment in front of Karas again and again.

I really want to try it myself!

Karas was startled by this perverted thought in his mind, but the desire in his heart became stronger. He quickly closed his eyes and did not dare to continue to observe everything in front of him.

The desire was finally suppressed.

But he didn't know how long he would have to hold on and when this would all end.

Minutes passed by.

Karas felt extremely tormented. Although he did not open his eyes to see, he could still hear the roars of the villagers from time to time.

Desire is still slowly accumulating.

While he was struggling to suppress his inner desire, he could even occasionally feel a cold touch sliding across his body from time to time.

As if he was teasing himself, goosebumps arose on his skin from time to time.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, just when my desire was about to explode.

Karas relied on his last trace of clarity to violently explode the power of the Son of Wind in his body.

The strong wind seemed to destroy everything.

The sound in his ears finally disappeared, and the accumulated desire in his body suddenly disappeared.

Karas finally opened his eyes, and there was a mess in front of him. Finally, the sky and the earth were no longer dark.

However, a humanoid monster with dark green slender tentacles covering its body and a thick cuticle mask on its face was floating faintly in front of him.

In the monster's dark, bulging eyes, there seemed to be countless tiny compound eyes staring directly at him.

He seems to be thinking about how to enjoy himself.

Karas's heart was ringing with alarms. This guy didn't look like a very friendly messenger of God. It seemed that he probably wouldn't be able to escape this time.

The humanoid monster slowly extended its tentacles towards Karas as if toying with it, and the cold and tough tentacles slowly slid across Karas' body.

He finally knew what was teasing him when he closed his eyes.

However, the humanoid monster soon retracted its tentacles, and Karas felt disappointed in the eyes it stared at him.

Is it because I don’t have the same fear in my heart as before?

As soon as this thought came up, the humanoid monster stretched out dozens of tentacles to wrap around his body and then lifted it high.

Then Karas saw smaller and pinker tentacles exposed on the monster in front of him, slowly reaching towards his body.