mother of gods

Over the beautiful barrenness.

There was a small black spot in the distance, and Ivan took a closer look, and it turned out that Rose was staggering forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.He stood there in a daze for three seconds, then stood up abruptly, ignoring the faint pain in his abdomen, jumped up and walked through the crooked corridor, and then opened the sloping entrance at the tail of the plane.

"What... what happened?" Ivan's voice trembled.

"The plane crashed," Ross limped up the stretched steps at the entrance, jumped to take off his military boots filled with yellow sand, and shook vigorously, trying to let the sand on his feet return to the desert, " After you passed out, I grasped the control panel of the plane in the spirit of staying as far away as possible. But, because I don't know how to fly the plane, when it passed through a layer of troposphere, it was struck by lightning Main engine."

He patted the outer shell of the plane. The metal shell had been scorched by high temperature for several days, and he shrank his hands with a "hiss" sound: "Fortunately, with my superb on-the-spot response, the plane made a successful emergency landing on this desert. Otherwise, this The last two survivors on the planet are gone."

Ivan crossed his legs and stared into the distance in a daze. There was no cloud in the sky, and there was a blinding golden color. Rose patted him on the shoulder: "You are looking in the wrong direction. The remains of the Explorer are over there."

He pointed to the other side, the same cloud, the same sand, the same blue sky.

Ten minutes later, the young man who finally accepted the reality sighed heavily.

"Where are we now?" he asked.

Ross conjured up a can of beer out of nowhere and took a sip: "According to the display on the plane, we are in the southern area of ​​β-225. The Explorer is in the north, so if you want to go back, I will The quickest way to suggest is to make a hole here and pass through." He nodded his feet, smiling brightly with sunshine, no less than the carefree sunshine above his head.

The scorching heat made Ivan's head dizzy, and he shook his head sadly, wanting to expel the heat wave soaking into his heart: "Please do me a favor, you can drill holes from here until the end of time, until I die of old age." .What day is it?"

"It's been the third day since the day you fell into a coma. You don't know how bad the situation was. You were soaked in blood when the plane crashed, and the entire back of the seat was soaked with your blood. I almost thought you died gone."

Ivan pursed his lips: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's just that you make me a little sad."

"why?"

"You held my hand and called Sean's name 781 times while I was tending to your wound."

"Sean..."

"This is the 782nd time." Ross took another sip of beer.

Sitting next to him, Ivan didn't move.The grand morning sun bloomed behind him, and a piece of golden yellow stretched to the distant desert to set off the whiteness of his skin. Under the thin skin, red blood threads spread, forming a thin red glow.

His eyes looked a little lonely: "Ross, give me a sip of your beer."

"Why, aren't you very sad?" The two good brothers Rose put their arms around the young man's shoulders, "I understand your feelings. But it's better for pregnant women not to drink beer."

☆、Chap.59

Pregnant?

is that a lie.

As far as the eye can see thousands of miles of desert, the sun is scorching and poisonous.It was so poisonous that Ivan wondered if he was suffering from heat stroke.

The black-haired young man buttoned the fur edge of the big hole in his clothes, and asked tentatively, "What were you talking about just now?"

"If you are pregnant, don't drink alcohol."

Ok?

Seeing Ivan's eyes wide open silently, Rose patted him on the shoulder in a good mood, and added: "I'm not worried about the fetus, it's just for your own good. No matter how much you toss about that thing, it will be fine, but it If you move, you will die of pain."

Huh?

Ivan took a few steps back, almost kicking the beer bottle over.

"Be careful, there isn't much beer left in the locker."

Ivan couldn't believe it: "No, no, what are you talking about? What do you mean I have something in my stomach? Didn't you take him out at that time? And that expensive box... "

"Ah, that was just to tease you," Rose lay back without sincerity, "it's just a beer cooler, I didn't expect you to take it seriously."

"..." Ivan murmured, "...Oh, I'm stupid."

"At that time, I was going to take you away directly," Rose said half of his body was lying in the shadow of the wreckage, and half of his body was soaked in the sunshine.He rested his head on his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox, "But I didn't expect you to believe it so stupidly. It's so cute."

Ivan rolled his eyes and was so angry that he was almost speechless: "I'll fuck your mother. What is your purpose? What do you want to do? Could it be that this thing in my stomach will do you any good?"

Rose turned to look at him, those dark blue eyes seemed to be looking at something dead.

Ivan was stared at by this gaze and couldn't help but take a few steps back, until he reached the surface of the high-hanging wing of the plane, and there was no way to retreat.

"Brother... are you trying to sell your organs? Or some kind of cult organization? Let me tell you so as not to cause any misunderstanding. I am not born in a cloudy year. I am just an ordinary wage earner. , penniless, kidney deficiency since childhood. If you offer the contents of my stomach, maybe your gods will think that you are just perfunctory him—"

Ross withdrew his gaze, spread his hands lazily, and comforted him: "Don't worry, no, He just likes yours."

Ivan stood motionless, looking straight into Rose's eyes.Those dark blue eyes looked so sincere, as if Rose himself believed in what he said.

I'm afraid he is not a lunatic.

His pupils dilated with worry, and Ivan suddenly remembered Sean's tireless words: "Stay away from him, Ross is not a good person."

He moved slowly to the left: "That's it. But what's popular now is my stomach, I'm the one who decides, although I'm grateful for your god's favor, I think... why don't we just forget about it? "

His eyes were extremely sincere, and his blue eyes blinked eagerly, but Ross closed his eyes and said ruthlessly: "No. I have spent so much effort and endured the perverted captain's coercion for several months. If you say no, don’t you? Who will compensate for my mental loss?”

Ivan chuckled twice: "I haven't even thought about the fact that you lied to me for so many days."

He squatted down as he spoke, his gaze fixed not far away.With a glass of beer in hand, Rose was lying in the shade and closing his eyes.

So he quickly picked up the fragments of the scattered plane wreckage and held them in the palm of his hand, then Fuer stood up slowly, his face full of vigilance and caution, for fear of alarming the blond man.

"I can't help it. You look stupid and don't look like your brother at all."

Ivan approached him pretending to be careless: "Bully honest people, beware of being struck by lightning."

Ross closed his eyes and rested ignorantly: "You are too much, and you speak so viciously. My heart is going to break."

Ivan, who was almost laughed angrily by Ross, said, "It's broken, you bastard."

After speaking, Ivan has already moved to the side of the blond man.Almost without the slightest hesitation, the metal fragments stabbed downwards, and the sharp edges cut through the air. They were about to push all the way to the end, but they were blocked by Rose who suddenly opened his eyes.

The prismatic fragments inserted into his arm, and the bright red blood quickly stained the military uniform.He tore off the clothes with a sound, and under Ivan's ghostly eyes, he tore out the pieces, and threw them on the ground regardless of the gushing blood and pulled flesh.

The metal fragments fell into the yellow sand without a sound, and the blood was like a big red rose blooming in the golden sand.

"I have to say, at this point, you're not targeting my heart, but my thigh." The big hole in Ross's strong arm began to heal quickly, with white bones connecting and fleshy white fibers connecting , The bloody picture made Ivan take three steps back.

He said in a good mood: "I haven't seen you for so long, you are still as usual, I don't know whether you are soft-hearted or stupid."

Ivan stared straight at his eyes: "What the hell are you?!"

Rose's eyes darkened: "I'm not a ghost. It's God."

You are not a god, you are a psychopath.

Ivan looked at his blond and blue-eyed handsome face, and at his arm, which had healed as before in the blink of an eye, and was even stronger than before. His mind was empty for three seconds, and his blue eyes were full of tears. terrified.Rose folded his arms to see what he was going to do, and his reaction was crisp——

Ivan turned around and ran away.

The so-called can't be beaten, can't be hurt, can't I run?

I don't know how long.

As the sun sets, large flakes of fire clouds hang high in the sky in solitude in the evening.The sky in the evening is a deep blue-purple, dyed with a cloud-like rose red, like a gorgeous brocade flying on the earth.

The temperature difference between morning and evening in the desert was huge, and Ivan was shivering from the cold, so he could only hold his body tightly and step on the quicksand step by step.

The strong wind mixed with Shuo Shi hit his face, the wind made his clothes rattle, and the sand blowing into his eyes made the corners of his eyes red.There was a golden light in his field of vision, quicksand flew from under his feet, his feet hurt so badly that he wished he could fall to the ground with every step.

Rose didn't catch up.Ivan walked alone in the desert from afternoon to evening.

The howling cold wind blew into his lungs, like a knife cut, making people want to stop breathing, and the oxygen structure that is not the same as that of the earth also made him feel that he was about to die.

Panting, Ivan slipped his left foot and rolled from the towering sandy slope all the way to the bottom, and then slammed into the dark black stones again.

The sand and dust overflowed, and his waist seemed to have been cut from the middle.

He suddenly remembered the first time he ran up the hillside and was about to turn his feet over and look back.

At that moment, Ross was sitting in the shadow of the wreckage of the plane, beer mug in hand.

He met Ivan's eyes, smiled, and raised the can to touch him.

It's like saying, "Run, you can't get out anyway."

Ivan gritted his teeth with hatred.

☆、Chap.60

Ivan collapsed on the ground for a while.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at his enlarged belly.Yes, it was getting bigger, visible to the naked eye, as if someone stuffed a rubber ball under his belly, or poured several liters of water into it, and the lower part of his lower abdomen bulged out in a deformed way.

He put his hand on it—

Boom, boom, boom.

It was a slight biological beating.

Ivan stared at it blankly: "......."

It seemed to feel the gaze of the mother, and it danced more happily.The sound of dong dong dong dong was more powerful and cheerful, and he could feel his abdomen rising and falling as it contracted, and he could even imagine the feeling of a small hand pulling his belly.This kind of imagining... subtly made Ivan's back shiver and his hair stand on end.

He was going to get it out, or if it couldn't be done, he would kill it in his stomach.

Immediately speaking, Ivan groaned and sat up while supporting his waist, and looked around blankly.The moon is born in the east, the stars are twinkling, the dark sky covers the earth, the dazzling Milky Way pours down, thousands of stars and the boundless desert gather in the distant skyline, time seems to fall into eternity.

—and there was no trace of the rescue ship, not even a shadow.

Ivan withdrew his gaze, fluttering in the wind. By the time they got here, the child would probably be able to call him Dad.

With chills, he tried to recall the methods of natural abortion in various TV dramas he had watched.

surgery?There are no considerable conditions.

Abortion pill?The vast desert looked at him silently.

Bash?Ivan raised his head, and he looked at the black stone that almost cut him in half, with a frowning expression, wondering if he should roll down from the top again.

Half an hour later, he hit the rock with a bang.

Severe pain in the abdomen, but the vitality of the things in the stomach is still tenacious.

It made a lot of noise inside, and Ivan rolled on the spot in pain.Fingers clasped the ground tightly, blood flowed out from the ruptured wound, staining the stone with blood.

And then the second time.

the third time.

The formed scab breaks again, mixes with finely divided sand and gravel, then scabs, and then cracks...

Can't remember after that.

In a daze, he felt that he had entered a dream again.

The milky white palace is magnificent, and the gauze made of sharks flutters in the wind.

Atrak Nakya squatted at the foot of his bed, resting his chin on his hands, blinking his big red eyes.Seeing that Ivan woke up, she jumped up worriedly, threw herself onto the flimsy and gorgeous big bed, and frowned at him: "What did you say? That adult is very angry."

"Angry? I don't care." Ivan heard himself say incomparably noble and glamorous.

The spider-like red-haired girl swung her legs: "A few days ago, He destroyed the Orstow galaxy in the north. That's where I'm in charge...I'm a little scared."

She crawled to Ivan's side lightly, wrapping her cold skin around his arm.Putting his doll-like face in his arms, Atrak whispered softly: "Since he found out about you and Yog-Sothoth, his mental state has become more and more unstable day by day. He is going crazy Now, I can feel that frightening dark emotion from His eyes, I am so scared."

Ivan didn't speak, and stroked her temples one after another. The red hair was scattered on the white sheet like seaweed.He looked outside, and the stone doors and windows were wide open.

Across the balcony, there are endless gorgeous buildings in the field of vision.The big red rose flag fluttered in the air, the lively voices of people coming and going, the noise and fireworks rippling in the golden white sunlight, everything was blurred as if separated by a layer of water.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid that one day he will take you too..."

"Don't be afraid." Ivan covered her eyes.

He slept very restlessly this time, and woke up three or five times vaguely during the period.In a daze, Ivan's abdomen became more and more painful, from the previous dull pain to a pain like a needle prick.Every time the things in his stomach moved, a warm smell of blood welled up in his throat, but the blood couldn't come out no matter how much he squirted, making him struggle in his dream—

"Wake up, little Ivan, the sun is shining on your ass."

As soon as Ivan heard Rose's voice, his head ached reflexively.He turned over without hearing anything, and continued to sleep as if he hadn't heard.

"Don't sleep late, we still have a lot to do today." A cold hand pinched his nose.

He slapped the hand away and turned over again.

"If you don't wake up, the stuff in your stomach will come out."

Immediately, Ivan opened his eyes suddenly.Rose squatted in front of him with a smile on his face, and the deep black shadow just shrouded him inside.Ivan covered his stomach and rolled his eyes, and asked him, "How did you find it?"

"I smell you."

"Dog nose."

Rose patted his cheek in a good mood: "I don't have the habit of keeping halazi."

"Don't interrupt," Ivan sat up vigilantly, and moved back, "That thing is coming out soon, isn't it?"

"Let me do the math...it's been almost, almost a week since that surgery, so, yes," Ross said, wringing his fingers.

Ivan's heart skipped a beat: "Where will it come from me?"

Seeing his terrified expression, Rose laughed.The blond man had a nice smile, but in Ivan's eyes, his smile was no less than that of the god of death.Ross said, "Don't worry, you don't have that organ. When the time is up, I'll cut it out with a knife."

Ivan did not heave a sigh of relief: "Then the ceremony you mentioned...?"

"After you die, I will also kill the teratosis. The blood of the two of you will dye the summoning circle red, and then I will recite a few more spells, and the ceremony will be completed."

"Are you going to kill me?" Ivan almost didn't mention it in one breath.

"I am also reluctant, but this is the most critical part of the ceremony. I will use your dagger to penetrate your lower abdomen, and then you will survive in this world in another way."

Ivan stepped back a few steps with hands and feet together.

"My knife is so fast, you won't feel any pain."

"What is the purpose of your ceremony?"

"In order to free you and his soul from the human body."

Lo and behold, here we go again.

The words of the madman are always so consistent.

Ivan suddenly remembered what Mary said to him not long ago in the pool of blood: "I... want to liberate you."

The voice is decisive, but it carries infinite nostalgia.

He touched the goosebumps all over his body: "Who is he? You...who are you?"

"I'm Rose." Rose stood up, "The only son of the Orsini family."

"No, you're definitely not fucking human. You can't be human." Ivan glared at him.

Rose took a few steps forward, and Ivan stepped back until he reached the black rock, unable to retreat, and then Rose squatted down in front of him.Eye to eye, a mocking expression appeared on his handsome and flawless face, and he asked gently, "Then who do you think I am?"

"Mutant? The new masterpiece of the committee's perverts? Don't tell me what kind of superhuman from Krypton you are... Well, your expression tells me that these are not," Ivan's voice became smaller and smaller, and Ross obviously didn't After getting Ivan's cold joke, he ended angrily, "Haha."

Ross stared at him for a long time, and suddenly said: "I am the clone of Nyarlathotep."

I don't know if it was Ivan's illusion, but there seemed to be thousands of stars revolving rapidly in those eyes.

The starlight flickered dazzlingly, the dark blue eyes became darker and darker, and the sense of timelessness made the black-haired young man tremble.

He recalled the previous dream for no reason, and asked with a trembling voice: "Nai... Nyarlathotep?"

"The son of Azathoth and Shabu Nicholas, one of the four outer gods, the leader's messenger, the crouching chaos, the faceless god, the dark demon, whatever you call it," Ross pinched Ivan's chin, The cold skin made him shiver, and the blond man raised the corners of his lips, "By the way, I like to deceive and seduce humans the most, and I enjoy seeing their terrified eyes."

Ivan felt a little nervous.

Vision became dizzy.

His pale lips twitched a bit: "Outer... Outer God?"

Rose replied with a smile: "Yeah."

"..."

crazy.

The world has gone completely mad.

Or is he crazy? ? ?

The author has something to say: When I wrote this chapter, I was so embarrassed that I scratched my toes.

Why can a good Cthulhu be written by me as a bloody plot like Norse mythology? ? ?

☆、Chap.61

Rose smiled and looked back, his blue eyes bent into a nice arc.The dizziness was stripped from Ivan's body in an instant, and the blond man stood up, and the shadow completely covered Ivan: "Okay, everything has been explained clearly. We should go back."

"Wait, where are you going?" Ivan asked subconsciously.

"Of course it's the escape machine." Rose squatted down and lifted the young man who was so painful that he couldn't stand up. "If you want to stay here, I have no problem. It's just that the sandstorm is coming soon."

Ivan struggled helplessly, and said mockingly: "I would rather be blown by the wind to a place where I can't see you."

"Impossible," Rose didn't care about his sarcasm, "I left a mark on you, and the last person you will see in this life will be me."

"Mom, stop talking, it made my skin crawl all over."

Ivan showed a hesitant expression, and he quickly poked Rose's neck: "Is the spider I saw in the bathroom before also one of yours?"

A rare haze flashed across Rose's face: "Oh, that little bitch."

Ivan was taken aback by his expression and tone of voice.

"Why, what's your holiday?" He pretended to ask casually.

Ross's smiling fox glanced at him: "Did I tell you that every time you are particularly curious, your mouth will open unconsciously?"

"...They are all dying people. Why are you hiding things like this? The most important thing about being a human being is your atmosphere." Ivan gritted his teeth.It hurts.

Rose replied: "She's definitely one of us."

"What about the name?" An inexplicable emotion in Ivan's heart kept urging him to ask.

"Atrak Nakya, you should remember this name, otherwise she will cry."

Atrak Nakya?

Ivan can say with certainty that this person has never appeared in his memory.

But for some reason, when he heard this name, his eyes suddenly swelled, and his eye sockets ached terribly.

There is a desire to cry.

"Since she is of your own race, why do you hate her?" Ivan pulled out Rose's blond hair in pain in order to distract his attention, "Does it mean that you Outer Gods still have power struggles where brothers and sisters turn against each other?"

Rose raised his eyebrows and said, "She's not a foreign god, nor is she my brother or sister. In fact, I'm the only child in my family."

"Okay, let's talk about the conflict between the two of you?"

There was no echo for half a ring.

Ivan lowered his head and saw the vast and deep undulating white-gold desert in Rose's dark green eyes, and the golden eyelashes intertwined in the light-toned sunlight, like thin golden wings.Although the corner of his mouth was smiling, Ivan saw a trace of anger for no reason.

His voice is also chilling.

"That woman seduced the Mother of the Gods."

"Wow, Lalalian?" Ivan clicked his tongue inwardly.

"No, they're not lovers. I'm sure he still loves my father, but that little slut split the two of them, split the clan into two factions, and even gave the ancient god Nodens a chance to take advantage of him." "The opportunity," Rose said lightly, "after that, the ethnic group suffered heavy losses, and the leader and the mother of the gods have been sleeping until now. I swear that if I catch that little bitch, I will tear her into pieces, Destroyed bones."

"Wait, wait, is the story so bloody? Who is Nodens?" Ivan blinked.

"Ah, Nodens is an old guy who is as old as my dad. He is very wretched, and his favorite thing to do is to come out and harass our family of three from time to time." Rose shrugged.

There were bursts of pain in the abdomen, and Ivan felt that he was about to die.

To distract himself, he asked, "So what did he do to sneak in?"

"My mother thought my father was too crazy, and ran away with a group of relatives and friends. So my father was really crazy, and he was captured and imprisoned in Addis Temple for love harmony. Nodens helped him escape Go out and completely cover his tracks. My dad fought with him, and the two sides were tied. So he locked himself up, separated tens of thousands of avatars, and went out to look for him everywhere."

Ivan was speechless for a while: "...This, this is really spectacular, with twists and turns. Has your father found your mother now?"

Rose turned to look at him with a smile in his eyes.

It's like saying "how can there be such a stupid person in the world".

"I found it," he hummed a few times in a good mood. "Your death can wake up the mother of the gods, and the deformity in your belly can make the leader return from chaos. After death, there will be new life, we The races will reunite in strength."

He is really crazy, and he is seriously ill, and the worldview in his mind is quite complete.Ivan blinked, and asked tentatively, "So, that spider from Ashokea has the same purpose as you?"

"She, she is only going to bring my mother back. So she wanted to kill the thing in your stomach before it grew up. But the Hegra blade in your hand can severely damage all gods, so she Are you coming back again?" Rose easily climbed to the top of the hill, from where he could overlook the desert, and even see the small black dot lying in the valley - that was their escape opportunity, "You You did a good deed, little Ivan, so I'm going to let you close your eyes without the slightest pain, don't thank me too much."

Ivan chuckled twice: "What on earth gave you the confidence to make you think that I would say 'thank you' to the murderer before I die and give the murderer a kiss of love?"

"Won't you?" Rose's face looked a bit regretful.

Ross walked quickly, passing through a long and narrow canyon, and he could see the escape machine quietly resting on the flat ground that suddenly became clear.

At this time, dark clouds rolled in the sky, the wind was bitter, the air was hot and humid, and the air pressure was frighteningly low.Looking around, there is a piece of flying sand and rocks, as if the devil is about to pour out from the crack.The sun thins out and finally evaporates into the shadows.

Ross walked into the plane with Ivan on his back and put him on the reclined passenger seat.

Ivan closed his eyes tightly, and cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead. His whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water. His clothes were wet, his eyelashes were wet, and his thin lips were also dripping with sweat.

"Is it coming out soon?" Rose sat across from him, his fingers moving leisurely on the table.

There is a simple dagger on the table.

Under the bright cabin lights, the sharp blade shone like mercury.

"Damn...you...you can try it." Ivan curled up in the seat, huddled up, shivering constantly.His body trembled, his breathing was heavy and sometimes light, his fingers tightly grasped the back of the chair, and blood flowed out from the cracks in the opened nails.

"Call me if you feel good."

"I don't know when it will be good...I...have never had a child..."

"Once you are born and you are familiar again, but you don't seem to have a second time." Rose propped his chin with one hand, put the other hand in front of Ivan, and stretched out a finger, "Pinch my finger and try? I see It's what you do in TV shows."

Ivan felt that even if he was not killed by him, he would sooner or later be mad at him.

Dimly, he opened his mouth and bit it, and heard Rose yelling in embarrassment: "Little Ivan, are you a dog?"

Ivan opened his eyes.

Deep blue eyes.Golden eyelashes.Off white hair.

Sure enough, the more beautiful the appearance, the more vicious it is.

Ivan felt that the person in front of him should be a neurotic, paranoid, and anti-social personality who had been tricked into an MLM den and brainwashed.

"Open your mouth to bite, do you hate me so much?"

It hurts.Ling Chi pain.

Ross was still chirping on the side, but to Ivan, it was like a layer of water.

It was painful for him to even breathe.

Or let's forget it...

he thought vaguely.

Just die like this, it hurts too much, he can't bear it.

It would be much better to die quickly than it is now.

In a drowsy state, sweat was pouring down like rain, and his eyes were blurred.

The pain was so extreme that Ivan felt nothing all over his body, as if his soul had left his body, and he was staring at him coldly from a third-person perspective in mid-air.

In the darkness, a slippery tentacle wrapped around his calf.With the breath of death, the tarsal bone is full of corrupt desires, and the bluish-white sucker constantly soothes the pain on his body.

Like a person in the desert who finally found a source of water, he felt comfortable in this treacherous hallucination, and he couldn't help sinking in, so the tentacles gently climbed up his lower abdomen.

Like a poisonous snake.Cold, charming, deadly...

- "I'll come back to you."

Ivan suddenly thought of the bloody Sean for no reason.

"Well, I'll be right here waiting for you."

The movement of the tentacles stopped for an instant, and the weak pulse of the young man seemed to be dying.

He suddenly realized that he was crying, and his angina was frightening, as if someone stabbed him several times with a knife in his heart.

...No.

He can't die here.

Ivan clenched his fists in the dark, and his fingertips penetrated into the flesh. The sharp pain made him wake up for a moment in the sinking.

He can't die here.

His mother is still waiting for him to go back.

Sergeyevich's house was also waiting for him to come home.

More importantly, Sean...was waiting for him too.

They made a deal.

As long as he goes back, he can see that man again.

He must go back.

Ivan struggled to open his eyes, and the indoor lights were half-bright.There was howling wind outside, and the faint sunlight passed through the only front window, enveloping the half-kneeling man in it.

Rose is drawing a summoning circle.

He hummed a song, his side face was soaked in golden brilliance, his light eyelashes were one by one, like a curtain trimmed with gold silk.Someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Rose turned his head, and was slightly surprised to see Ivan standing in front of him with a pale face.A thread of blood spread from his bare ankle to the seat, wrapping around his fair skin like a thin chain.

Ross raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Before he finished speaking, Ivan stretched out his hand suddenly, his eyes were blank, and he held sharp fragments of parts in his hand.

Ross sneered inwardly, dodged to the side, grabbed the fragments, ignoring the bloody palms: "I said, haven't you already used this trick..."

In the next second, the sharp dagger sliced ​​open his arm, and he could only hear the strong wind passing by, and a string of blood gush out from his chest.Rose finally took a few steps back in surprise, the dust was flying lightly in the sun, the dazzling Hegra blade was inserted into his chest with dazzling light, and the sun flashed, and a burst of magnificent colorful colors passed by.

He fell to his knees.

Ivan saw a golden light in his eyes due to the intense pain, and Rose's blood gushing out like a fountain wet his cheeks.Sweat and blood were mixed together, and the eyelashes were so sticky that they could hardly be opened.

He smiled out of breath, and lay down on the ground with a thud: "...after the first wave of feint...there will always be a second...general attack. Stupid...stupid. "

The author has something to say: once again, as mentioned in the copy, the Cthulhu mythology in this article does not completely copy its world view.

For the plot, there are a lot of adapted content.For example, Nyarlathotep was originally the son of Shabu and Yog-Sothoth, but I changed it to Shabu and Azathoth.

☆、Chap.62

At this moment, a wisp of burning black smoke drifted out from Rose's wound.

Under the sunlight, his whole body began to melt rapidly.

The skin is flesh-white water, the hair is golden, and the lips are red. The liquid flows down his body. The narrow ground of the plane is covered with a layer of dirty gelatinous liquid, which is extremely viscous and comes in various colors. Whisk together to blend into a dirty gray.

Only a light sound was heard, and the blade of Hegra fell into the jelly.

The liquid surged to Ivan's feet like life, and Ivan had to back all the way, and finally jumped onto the chair.

In just a few seconds, the entire narrow and dark cabin was filled with liquid.

Gray and white, like magma after a volcanic eruption, it is constantly bubbling. The surface of these bubbles is as colorful as the eyes of flies, as if the light is shining on the smelly grease.

The liquid began to continuously close upwards, intertwined like spider silk.It broke free of the aircraft's skin almost easily, creating a huge hole in the top of its head.

In an instant, a yellow gust of wind mixed with sand rushed in fiercely from the hole.

Ivan couldn't even open his eyes, and was spitting yellow sand out of his mouth.The gravel flew by with the wind, and red blood flowed down his face.At the same time, the colloidal liquid was carried by the strong wind and flowed backward all the way to the outside.

The spider silk is constantly winding, spreading, gathering, stretching, and intertwined with each other, making a gurgling sound.

In the sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun, a huge black silhouette was gradually forming.

Ivan wiped off the dust on his face, and then stood there like a dream