Marvel's Great Old Ones

"So you are Cthulhu?" Li Xiu opened his mouth, holding a fat and small forgiving octopus in his arms, with big eyes and small eyes.

This guy is the Cthulhu he summoned through that burst of "colorful" black light.

joke! Cthulhu!

My majestic Great Old One, Cthulhu! Mr. Ke! How could it be a short and even ugly octopus like you?

Although he already knew from the accompanying information that this was reality, he still didn't want to believe it.

Although Mr. Ke’s body does have the characteristics of a green octopus, just looking at the size is wrong. Cthulhu is the Lord of R'lyeh, a great being that can set off a torrent of world destruction that cannot be named or ignored by mortals!

"Cthulhu, Cthulhu!"

The little guy in his arms twisted his stubby tentacles dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, how can it be so cute!" Li Xiu's macho heart was greatly moved.

"Forget it, it's already here anyway, just keep it as a pet, let's find a way to get a house first."

After muttering a few words, Li Xiu turned around and chose to leave. The established facts cannot be changed, so we can only accept them.

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky began to get dark, and the streets of Brooklyn gradually became commotion. All kinds of people began to go out and make money to support their families.

Bullock is one of them.

He is a black man who grew up in Hell's Kitchen. When he grew up, he became a standard product of Hell's Kitchen, a standard gangster and robber.

Ever since he used a dagger to snatch the first sum of money from a woman who came home late, he knew he couldn't stop after tasting the sweetness.

He thinks he is a good man because he is never as reckless as those fledgling guys. He knows the rules: it is not the law that rules here, but the gangsters. Every time he worked, he would hand over part of the harvest, so he survived until now.

He doesn't think he is wrong, because he is also making money to support his family. He needs those lovely white powders and liquids with charming fragrance. If possible, he can let God judge his crimes, as long as he can have money now.

Today is a great day too. Bullock hunched over and followed an old black man in front of him who was walking hurriedly.

The old man looked well-dressed and probably had some cash with him.

Turning around and forcing away the two white teenagers who were staring at the old man like him, Bullock took out a dagger from his arms and approached behind the old man.

"Hey, old man, please hand over your money and cooperate. I don't want you to get hurt!"

Bullock stuck close to the old man, forced the old man into the alley with a dagger, and searched the old man for a gun.

Anyone who dares to pass by Hell's Kitchen at this time is definitely not that simple and has to be on guard.

The old black man trembled and turned around, lowering his head and not daring to look at Bullock's face. He raised his right hand tremblingly and took out the money from his shirt with his left hand.

"Hey, brother, I advise you to be kind. My brother is a little nervous, please give me some support."

A seductive voice sounded behind Bullock, and a hard object pressed against his waist. Bullock was frightened out of his wits.

"Shet."

Bullock muttered, threw away the dagger in his hand and said, "Calm down, brother, don't shoot, it's not worth it, I'll give you money."

Li Xiu stood behind the black man and saw the old man's expression as if he was about to survive. He smiled at the old man, his white teeth reflecting a cold light.

Bullock slowly put his hand into his pocket and pretended to take out money.

Peng! ! ! A violent gunshot echoed in the awkward alley.

"Ah!" The person behind him fell to the ground and screamed.

"Fake Squid!" Bullock turned around and took out a black pistol from his windbreaker with a big hole in it.

"It turns out to be a yellow-skinned monkey, ha, and he wants to rob you, Uncle Bullock."

Bullock shot the man several times until the man stopped moving.

That yellow-skinned monkey with a green toy on his head and a butterfly knife in his hand wants to imitate others and become a hero. Just kidding, I have a gun, so I'm stupid.

"Hey, old man, you definitely don't want to take a shot like that idiot. Get the money quickly." Bullock turned around and showed a cruel smile.

If you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts sooner or later. After a few robberies, he bought this nine-millimeter Glock pistol from a gangster. Now it seems that he was right.

However, the situation may be somewhat different from what he thought.

"I died so miserably, please give me back my life." A faint voice suddenly sounded in Bullock's ears.

The ghostly mourning seemed to have broken Bullock's nerves. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the old man with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

I saw that the yellow man's limbs seemed to be frozen, twisting and getting up from the ground. Through the holes in the clothes, you can see the black granulation surging in the bullet holes.

His skin was constantly rippled, as if there were squirming maggots hidden under the skin.

The black pupils that originally seemed silly to outsiders now looked like a deep ocean, with madness like turbulent waves hidden underneath.

Several black tentacles suddenly emerged from Li Xiu's back, and like lightning, a shadow flashed across and strangled Brock's limbs.

Brock, who had not yet reacted, was hung in the air by the tentacles. He struggled violently, trying to get rid of the tentacles around his neck.

But the seemingly slender tentacles were as tough as cowhide, and there was a huge force coming from them, as if they were going to crush him like a biscuit.

No, it was already broken, and there were constant cracking sounds coming from his bones.

"Well!!!"

Bullock's mouth was covered and he could not scream, only a muffled sound like a whimper.

Just like twisting a wet towel, strands of blood were twisted out by the tentacles, but they were greedily absorbed by the tentacles before they had time to flow. It didn't take long for Bullock to lose his voice.

The old black man fell to his knees with a plop, tears streaming down his face, his eyes dull, and he kept muttering about God.

"Oh, old uncle, how can you kneel on the ground when it's so cold? Get up quickly, you can't get money for your level." Li Xiu made an exaggerated cry and stepped forward quickly, almost dragging the old man off the ground. rise.

"Oh, old man, it's so dangerous at night, so you can't run around. What would you do if you didn't meet me?"

The old man finally gathered some strength, kept saying thank you, broke free from Li Xiu's restraints, and rushed toward the entrance of the alley as if he was running for his life.

"Hey, old man, I told you that I saved you, why did you just run away like that?" Li Xiu's voice sounded.

The old man turned around and saw the last scene of his life.

Just like under the bloody sunset, the yellow man waved his tentacles from behind, and countless eyes that were open or closed emerged from his body. There were faint and inaudible murmurs surrounding his side.

……

Li Xiu counted the banknotes, wiped his mouth, and left the deserted alley with satisfaction.

Body of Shoggoth, this is the name of the ability that just made him "resurrection from the dead".

With the summoning of Cthulhu, some information suddenly appeared in Li Xiu's mind. As he slowly becomes stronger, he will gradually awaken or evolve some abilities.

He has now awakened a total of three abilities, namely the Body of Shoggoths, the Heart of the Glutton and the Hymn of Azathoth.

Shoggoth, as an amorphous protoplasmic creature, is one of the most terrifying beings in the Cthulhu mythology. It looks like a giant amoeba made of tar, with glowing eyes on its surface.

Even just a glance at their appearance is already extremely terrifying. Through unknown changes, Li Xiu was able to transform his body into the form of a Shoggoth, and he could also maintain his original appearance.

The heart of the glutton is a conceptual stomach with extremely powerful digestive power on both the scientific and magical sides, allowing Li Xiu to obtain energy by eating a lot of "food".

In his opinion, Azathoth's hymn was just an ugly portable BGM with no use at all. He listened to it for more than half an hour without any change.

However, the body of the Shoggoth has one drawback, and that is that it consumes a lot of energy to move.

In order to test his ability and find some principal for renting a house, Li Xiu happily went to a few good people to "borrow money". Until now, he has not eaten all day.

But after becoming a monster, he seems to have found a wider range of recipes.

Bullock was not the first person he targeted, but the previous few younger ones were not as ruthless as Bullock, and they also carried a gun with them, so in a moment of carelessness, Li Xiucai seemed to have capsized in the gutter. .

Fortunately, the goal of testing capabilities has been achieved.

In fact, this kind of carrying a gun is only possible in Hell's Kitchen. After all, there is a situation in American police enforcement where they randomly stop and search people on the street to see if they are carrying prohibited items.

"Hey, I'm still poor!" Li Xiu finished counting the bills in his hand and looked at the sky with a sigh.

Robbery looks very profitable, but it is not.

Not to mention that those robbers are poor people. In modern society, few people carry too much cash with them. In China, people use a mobile phone to travel around the world, while in foreign countries, they use a bank card to travel around the world.

He only made a total of more than four hundred US dollars in this whole day. Even if he rented those "toilets", he would have nothing left after renting them.

After all, killing is not a long-term solution. Let’s not talk about SHIELD in Marvel, which monitors the world, but let’s talk about the American police, FBI, and CIA. No matter how incompetent they are, they can’t catch a murderer with such an obvious trajectory.

And Li Xiu is not invincible on earth.

Regardless of whether this is the Marvel Cinematic Universe or the Marvel Comics Universe, let alone the Ancient One and Captain Marvel, just the Hulk, Thor, and Iron Man in the movie are enough for him.

The Hulk's infinite rage strength is okay, just simple physical strength.

But the God of Thunder uses real divine power. If he strikes a few more lightning strikes, he can be burned to death if he can't be electrocuted.

Not to mention Iron Man's laser, the body of the Shoggoth cannot withstand the continuous burning of thousands of degrees of heat.

He casually knocked over a few gangsters who were following him after seeing him counting money. Li Xiu lost interest and touched Cthulhu on his head. Hearing the little guy's purring of pleasure, he squinted and said, "Cthulhu, it seems we are going to It’s a big deal.”

"Cthulhu, Cthulhu!"

Li Xiu held Cthulhu on his head, and his back slowly walked away in the dimming sunlight...

[Author's digression]: Novices are on the road, please be merciful!