The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

The black young man said cunningly and mischievously, with a tone of hurting friends, but looking at Moser who was being mistreated below, the Lich wanted to sing "The Actor" to him.

But what I didn't expect was that the black youth suddenly hummed a melody softly and sang it directly!

"Keep it simple, the way of speaking is simpler. Please omit the progressive emotions and you are not an actor, so don't design those plots."

"you!!!"

The lich was startled, even more frightened than the black youth in front of him turning into some kind of planetary monster, which meant that his mind had been completely seen through.

how can that be!

"It's impossible, don't be nervous, this song is pretty good, isn't it?"

The black man smiled and looked relaxed, but the problem is that you, a black man, can sing Chinese songs so fluently, which in itself is very scary.

"Okay, Obama, what on earth do you want to do? I don't think you came to ask me to sing KTV."

"It has been said that I am Nyarlathotep, not Obama. What I want to do is actually very simple. You see, there is an evil god who destroys the world. In order to save the world, for your children and grandchildren, for love and justice, be brave My boy, hurry up and create a miracle to save the world."

The tone of the black youth is impassioned, and there is great appeal in every word and deed.

But there is no such thing as a ballsy relationship with a lich.

"Let's not mention that I want to introduce the Burning Legion to destroy the world, but I can't have children and grandchildren. The young man of love and justice has nothing to do with me. This evil god who destroys the world is basically released by you. Why don't you handle it yourself? Your ability to solve the so-called crisis in front of you is a trivial matter."

The Lich asked back angrily.

The Lich also has a little understanding of the settings. Strictly speaking, in the COC world view, Nyarlathotep is one of the three pillar gods with the highest level, with thousands of incarnations and thousands of faces. Compared with Cthulhu The old rulers who can only nest in a small corner of the earth are basically the difference between central officials and local village officials.

For mortals and even for themselves, there is almost no difference from God, and it is completely meaningless to fear him, worship him, reject him, or love him.

"No, no, I never solve anything, and I don't decide anything. What I give is just a choice. Do you know that even I, when faced with choices, are no different from ordinary people? Then The infinite changes that follow, the infinite development, are so fascinating that even I am not entirely sure."

The black young man talked freely, completely ignoring the meat balls that were so close at hand and spreading rapidly.

"Like Mercer, I didn't think about harming him, and I didn't decide anything for him. In fact, I gave him many choices, including low-risk but low-return options, and high-risk and high-return options. Choice, he can choose to become a mortal, and I once promised him that he could become a mortal Mercer Alex again. But he refused, whether it is to ally with the deep divers, absorb Dagon's flesh and blood, recruit Yuri, set He set a trap to catch you, and made the most risky and most rewarding choice, he is really a resolute person, but a person who succumbed to his own destiny."

The black youth shook his head sadly, and seemed to squeeze out a drop or two of crocodile tears.

"Unfortunately, the so-called immortal body will inevitably die in the end,"

The riskiest and most rewarding choice?

That is really in line with Moser's character. After all, he is immortal, so his behavior along the way can be explained. Yuri is basically a boy with his own unique ideas. The traps are all caught wrong, but there are mistakes. If converted to Moser's perspective, every scene of fighting with himself is frightening, hovering on the verge of failure.

But often walking by the river, there is no way to not get your shoes wet. If you have more adventures, you will put yourself in it.

"Then what choice did Mo Sezi make in the end?"

"Finally? Just read the same as he told you. Little Cthulhu always dozed off and didn't care about the great cause of the time of the stars. Now the great cause is out of the basket. The only clue is on this earth, which happens to put him Shovel it up and let him mend the basket. It’s just that the first step is to ensure that little Cthulhu will not fall asleep while doing it, or push everything to the group of salty fish who are incompetent and can only hug their thighs, so it is necessary a jailer, or guardian."

The black youth said, pointing to the meat ball.

"It just seems that Little Cthulhu doesn't like this guardian very much, or he doesn't like the job I arranged for him. How about it, Mr. Lich, are you interested in competing for the job and becoming an old ruler? An excellent jailer, play a game of developing the old rulers. As a guardian, you can control the growth direction of the old rulers. Whether it is a mature royal sister or a cute lolita, you can customize it. Make your debut and become an idol. The purple star of tomorrow is just a snap of the fingers."

The black young man's tone was regulated with infinite allure, and he seemed to have understood all the modern thoughts in Lich's heart. Even in front of him, Lich had the feeling that he was still the old programmer Baixian.

However, the soul fire flickered in Lich's eyes, and he clasped his hands together.

"Sorry to bother you, goodbye."

Flee quickly.

Author's message:

PS: It’s too cold to type. My god, I went to the toilet three times today. I feel like I’m sitting on a computer chair. It’s the Frozen Throne.

334. Don’t listen, ignore, don’t go

Why didn't you agree to the seemingly generous conditions?

Wake up, he is Nyarlathotep, the oldest, most powerful and most cunning real god, not a long-lived false god like Dagon, who calls Cthulhu who can use the earth as a doghouse "Xiao Ke" Sulu's existence, although he seems to seldom use violence or coercion, he can't believe a word of his words. Moser, who is becoming the great devil of Roshan, is the best example.

Otherwise, why did he use Hastur's appearance to act? It's not because his fraudulent reputation spread far and wide. In reality, if you just check it online, you will know that you can't trust him. , as long as someone who can disgust Cthulhu is looking for him, that's why Moser will be fooled.

Anyway, the lich made up his mind to not listen to the bastard's chanting, and immediately led the entire guild back, and then used his unique trick to seal the hole connecting the two worlds, and let it flood the sky.

"It's a pity, this is your choice. Fortunately, I still have high expectations for you. Mercer terminated the sixth choice. I think you may be able to persist ten times, no, or more than twenty times."

I'm deaf and can't hear anything.It's just that the space still seems to be blocked and can only rely on flying, otherwise he just patted his butt with a teleportation and left.

"An old dominator has been cultivated by you personally. Think about it, what an achievement and what a joy this is. Hasn't your guild's secret weapon been used already? After using something like a hole card once, it is no longer called it. The hole card, one more hole card that can make a final decision is not a better consideration for the future of the union."

Even after flying more than ten kilometers, Nyarlathotep's unhurried voice still came from behind clearly, and it was unknown if he was the cause.

Or did you say that you drove slowly on purpose?

No, fly at full speed, without any hesitation!

But at this moment, a shadow covering the sky and the sun shrouded the sky.

Ji Niang Fengyue hovered in the air urgently, because a large piece of flesh-colored tentacles skimmed the sea in front of her, setting off a [-]-meter wave, blocking her way.

But this is not an intentional attack,

Looking back, I found that the growth rate of the meat mountain was amazing. From the size of a few hundred meters just now, the meat mountain has evolved to cover the sky, [-] to [-] meters high, and the area can cover one-third of Australia. Super giant meat Ganoderma lucidum.

What is this situation!

"It seems that the choice of Moser is not completely wrong. He is much more capable than I thought."

At this moment, a hearty and humorous black young man appeared beside the machine girl Fengyue with his chin in a relaxed voice. It was Nyarlathotep, whoever it was.

"At the last moment, in order to ensure that he would not be swallowed by Cthulhu's will, Moser actually released the 60 billion people he had swallowed at one time, and there are even several non-human and non-god existences. The time traveler, the will and memory of these people, even the little Cthulhu, may have a little headache, because he is the most lazy child, and he is most afraid of trouble."

"It has nothing to do with me, you can go away."

The Lich mercilessly issued an order to chase away guests.

"Does it really have nothing to do with you? I think it is my responsibility to remind you that the passage to return to your original world is under R'lyeh, and now the whole R'lyeh is being swallowed by little Cthulhu, or the crazy meat, Because under normal circumstances, no matter how crazy Little Cthulhu gets up and gets angry, he will not tear down his bed. With the current development trend of this crazy meat, I don’t think it will be troublesome, such as going to another world to make trouble. So I really didn't lie to Moser, giving him the strength to go back against the sky and change his fate is just another way."

The black youth nodded and said in a cheerful tone without panting, and even danced, as if the Roshan that almost covered the entire ocean was just a puppy barking at its owner.

In the cockpit, the soul fire flickered in your Lich's eye sockets, subconsciously calculating this possibility.

"Of course you can go. I'm just reminding you that the passage may be a bit small. If it is allowed to develop freely, it is estimated that the passage of the two worlds will be used first. Of course, it is no problem for you to go back, but You have to line up first. There is a first-come, first-served way to be a human being."

The black young man has the expression of a warm-hearted and good citizen, sincere and friendly.

"tell me."

The Lich suddenly spoke unexpectedly.

"Is there someone who can't see the face and invites you to reality."

The originally cheerful expression of the black youth seemed to froze all of a sudden, like a toy that had lost its power, not even breathing.

"It seems that you are a little better than I imagined, or you should be the origin of all the problems, but Moser was blinded by his own desires and didn't see it, so I really like communicating with you, even if it is me , and look forward to the surprises you can bring me.”

The black young man still had the cheerful expression, his eyebrows were shaking left and right more exaggeratedly than a comedian, but his voice changed, and it became the horrible accent that seemed to be uttered by a thousand men, women and children.

"For the sake of your sincere question."

"My honest Nyarlathotep has the mercy to tell you."

"This world was born of my lord Azathoth."

"I used to think he was omnipotent."

"My lifelong wish is to find out what my lord Azathoth is talking about."

"So I started with my lord's creation. I believe that the omnipotent and wise Azathoth has already said everything, and the secret is hidden among the smallest and smallest things."

"That's why I observe mortals, test mortals, and choose mortals, in order to be able to interpret the words of my lord Azathoth."

"But 'but that being' came up."

"I knew it the moment it appeared, but what shocked me was that he overturned all my cognition."

"He is not any of these gods at all, not even the creation of my lord Azathoth."

"It is an existence that comes from a distant space and time, and even beyond the understanding of my lord Azathoth."

"It's profanity."

"It's hope."

"It's another possibility."

"Find it."

"Catch it."

"Torture it."

"I will grant you generosity beyond imagination."

The black young man's lips almost moved into afterimages, and there were countless voices with different tones, and ordinary people would only get dizzy when they heard it, as if a thousand bees were buzzing in people's ears.

Have you ever heard a hundred mobile phones turn on the voice to play various lectures at the same time? That's the feeling. The amount of information flooding up in an instant is enough to drive a person crazy.

This is why mortals will be driven crazy by the Old Ones and Outer Gods. Even if they talk to you a little seriously, the huge amount of information will exceed the limit of the human brain.

Even a lich without a brain is extremely uncomfortable, because there is a kind of supreme divinity attached to this voice.

"Stop, if you have this idea, don't beat around the bush and say it's not enough, but if you want to, with your strength, why don't you just go to reality."

"My considerations are far beyond your imagination, undead, you just need to know that the most suitable choice is Cthulhu, but there is only one problem now."

The black youth looked up at the flesh-colored Ganoderma lucidum that was still growing, and Lalyye had been completely broken, setting off a horrifying and monstrous wave.

"Cthulhu is unwilling to go."

Author's message:

PS: Nyarlathotep: I rebelled against you, get up and go to work for me.Cthulhu: If you don't go, you won't go, you won't go if you kill me.

A mushroom cloud rises.

Nyarlathotep: Then I will kill you first and then tie you up.

335. Legion Advent

"It would be better if he didn't want to, and I don't want an Old One to enter our reality."