My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

In R'lyeh City, there was silence in the temple.

Cthulhu had never felt that the air was heavy, but now he felt the weight of the air weighing him down.

Just a second ago, the consciousness that many void lords separated and instilled into Avgomon died.

All void lords understand what this means, another eighth-level lord has perished.

In just the past five days, the eighth-level apex void lord who became the main body of the consciousness community died in battle, and the blow to them was fatal.

Time seemed to freeze as Basatan held up two huge pliers, his eyes losing focus.

Burkruger maintained a crouching position, with a swaying arc in his tail, but was completely stiff there.

The tentacles that were always dancing around Saigya's body remained motionless, as if they had turned into statues.

The evil flames surrounding Hasut's body were completely absorbed into his body, and he was the one who was most shocked.

He witnessed the enemy's continuous strength, and the death of the Void Lord was a sideshow for the opponent to show off his power.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the tentacles on Cthulhu’s head resumed dancing, and its difficult voice sounded in the temple.

"Lords, what should we do?"

The death of Avgomon made him realize that he could not compete with the target with the Void Lords present.

In this universe, there are no void lords to compete with the target.

This mission to assimilate and pollute the universe can basically be declared a failure.

Echoes echoed in the empty temple, and the lingering sound finally disappeared completely, and silence returned here again, deathly silence.

Saigea's sharp soul voice echoed:

"Sink R'lyeh City to the bottom of the sea again. When the spiritual world is separated from this world, the target will inevitably leave this universe.

At that time, the Mother Goddess of All Things and the Lord of Time will deal with this difficult enemy. "

Let the more powerful void lords solve the difficult problems. They have already tried their best.

The death of Avgomon has caused part of their souls to be cut off. For them, it will affect their combat effectiveness and require a long period of rest to recover.

"I agree. The lords continue to lie dormant, waiting for the next opportunity."

Astral realm.

Gehros restrained all his strength, and the white and red liquid iron on the surface of his body had cooled and turned gray, blending perfectly into the black background.

Cthugha also stayed nearby, no light was produced from her body, all light and heat were hidden.

They are waiting for the outcome of the battle.

At this moment, their mood is relatively relaxed, and Avgomon's plan has the support of all void lords.

An eighth-level void lord who has received the power infusion from many lords has no possibility of failure.

Strange soul fluctuations spread, carrying a sense of death and decay.

The temperature of the liquid iron at the core of Gherroth's body instantly dropped a lot, and it received the soul fluctuations emitted by Avgomon after his death.

How is that possible? ! This ending is completely unacceptable.

Sensing its strange movement, Cthugha asked:

"what happened?"

"The plan failed, Avgomon died, and the souls of other void lords were traumatized. What should we do?"

In the spiritual world, Yog-Sothoth woke up from his sleep, and he perceived the scene when his clone Avgomon died.

He knew the past, present and future, but he could not see through the fog of time that enveloped Crown.

This layer of time mists cannot be seen by ordinary creatures. It is the manifestation of power from a higher dimension.

When a creature becomes powerful enough, it will break away from the timeline, and only then will the fog of time accompany it.

Yug understood that in this universe that was now integrated with the spiritual world, an immortal-level creature was born.

Time will not be a fetter for immortal creatures. Even if the universe is destroyed, such creatures will achieve transcendence.

It couldn't understand how such a creature could be born in a universe whose power level was obviously lower than that of the spiritual world.

But it knew that it would be difficult for either Shub or itself to kill the enemy.

It began to travel through time, looking for the mother goddess of all things.

Crown was suspended above Lorent. He felt that after killing the evil god, he had a deeper understanding of the law of time.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sands of time in the hourglass bloomed with golden brilliance, and every grain of sand exuded the breath of time.

It is undergoing a transformation and may be able to take a step further when the time comes.

"Extra bonus, but a little unhappy."

Crown whispered, overlooking the ruins.

This is the church's main entrance to the sea. After being destroyed, it needs to be rebuilt, otherwise there will be a steady stream of evil minions entering the kingdom's hinterland through the river.

However, this is the evil god's primary attack area. If he doesn't sit in, he won't be able to protect it.

The law of pollution in the ruins has been completely purified, leaving a scorched black mess.

Crown got in touch with Charles through Jinguang Daozong and sent the message:

"The town of Llorente was destroyed without any survivors.

The only good news is that the evil god has been killed, and there is one less evil god in the eighth level.

Now, sending an army from Shattrath City and sending out construction teams, I will rebuild Lorent from the ruins. "

Ten astral spaceships were arranged in a battle sequence and landed slowly on the edge of the ruins.

Janice stepped out of the spaceship and strode to Croun's side.

At this time, Clown emitted a golden light, excluding all the gray fog.

"Your Majesty, the first and second divisions of the Silver Dawn are here to report!"

On the spaceship, she saw the ruins of the city, and her mind was still in a state of shock.

From the Pope's mouth, she had already learned what happened here.

But seeing such a huge military fortress being breached by the evil god still had a huge impact on her, and the death of her kind made her sad.

The evil god was killed by the gods again, which made her feel proud.

In short, her mentality was very contradictory now, with various emotions mixed together.

"Two divisions are stationed on both sides of the river separately to kill the minions of the evil god passing through.

Let the array builders start working, giving priority to building the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array and the Shelter Array to provide guarantees for subsequent work."

"Yes, sir."

Janice cheered up and agreed, turning back to give orders and assign tasks.

The gods are here, and there are no minions of the evil god in the nearby sea area at this time, and no polluting creatures dare to approach the ruins. We should take advantage of this good opportunity to complete as much work as possible.

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Three days passed, and the two sets of Moon Soul Spirit Light Arrays were completed. Clown gathered his divine power.

"I will send the Fire Seed Cube to guard here, and leave him with the power to resist the eighth-level attack for a short time.

In the future, the Cube will stay here to protect the safety here."

He paused and asked:

"Will you feel scared if you stay here?"

Janice smiled:

"Your Majesty, fear of death is the instinct of living things, and I am certainly no exception.

To be honest, I am a little scared.

But I believe that if you encounter the attack of the evil god again, Your Majesty will be able to arrive in time."

"Don't worry, the power left is enough to support me from Shattrath and there is still some left."

The events in Lorente Town caused an uproar among the top leaders of various churches, and the eighth-level evil god really entered the sight of others.

Charles held an emergency meeting and invited the array research department to participate.

"Sir Holkins, is it possible for you to develop a magic array that can defend against attacks from the eighth level?"

The appearance of the eighth-level evil god made everyone feel insecure.

Holkins scratched his messy hair and shook his head gently:

"Your Majesty, based on current theories, it is absolutely impossible.

The protective magic array can defend against attacks from the seventh level because we have created an energy source with sufficient capacity.

Our existing energy source is completely unable to drive the eighth-level magic array. The energy levels are too different, even farther than the distance we reach the sun."

The energy quality of the seventh and eighth levels is completely different. It is useless to pile up more holy crystals. The quantity cannot make up for the difference in quality.

Flanders said:

"I don't think there is any need to worry about the appearance of the eighth-level evil god.

First, my lord can kill the eighth-level evil god. Second, the number of the eighth-level evil gods is destined to be small, otherwise humans would have been contaminated by the evil gods when the last holy war took place."

Three months later.

A shadow entered the city of R'lyeh under the sea, and Cthulhu in the temple was immediately awakened.

The city's barrier was connected to his consciousness, and any changes were immediately discovered.

Before he could react, a voice echoed in the temple.

"Cthulhu, tell me about the death of Afgomon."

A white humanoid figure appeared in the temple, dispelling the darkness here, and Tavel appeared.

"Because of the characteristics of human gods achieving the golden level, Hastur believes that destroying believers can weaken the God of Glory, and this view is also agreed by Lord Afgomon.

Taking the death of the Yellow King as a lesson, Afgomon decided to use the consciousness sharing body to infuse himself and confront the enemy head-on with the strongest form.

The plan is to destroy the city where the believers of the God of Glory live first, weaken the enemy, and then."

Cthulhu narrated the matter from beginning to end seriously, and then said:

"If the Lord wants to fight the God of Glory, we are willing to infuse you with consciousness and power again."

"The method is a good one, but it's too stupid to execute it. Why do you have to choose a head-on battle?"

Tavel sneered mercilessly and opened the door in front of him.

"I now fully understand the enemy's strength, and it is no longer possible to solve it in a frontal battle.

I choose another way to fight, to disintegrate the enemy from within."

He stepped into the door, and the temple echoed with the remaining words:

"Notify other void lords to restrain their followers, so that the natives of this universe cannot feel our existence, so that they will inevitably relax their vigilance."

When Tavel appeared again, he had already stepped on the land of the Kingdom of Farouk.

He restrained the light on his body and merged with the gray fog.

This is the area of ​​Kronborg City, which is quite far from the area of ​​Shattrath City. It is his first target.

A patrol team rode wildebeests through the gray fog. Their armor and the armor on the wildebeests emitted a faint glow, making the gray fog unable to approach.

No one noticed that a ball of gray fog entered the body of the deputy captain at the end of the team.

The knight's expression froze for a moment, then a wicked smile appeared on his face, and his barely audible whisper escaped into the wind: "My name is Sandro, and I am a member of the Third Squadron of the Silver Dawn Force of Kronborg City to support the advance team.

Very good, Kronborg City, are you ready to welcome me? "

At the same time, Klauen in Shattrath City sensed that the golden light Dao Seed in his sea of ​​consciousness had dimmed.

He knew that another user of the golden light Dao Seed had died in battle, and this happened frequently.