Grass, this is not right everyday

He couldn't wait to open the book, and the inside was just like what Paqiuli said, full of crooked words and distorted drawings that looked like unclean stains.

But Jock was easily moved by these difficult words, was deeply attracted, and indulged in these difficult words.

"No, I'm looking for... what I'm looking for..." Joker showed a little pain on his face, and his spirit suffered great torture, but this still couldn't make him let go of the book in his hand, like a seduced hobbit One cannot say no to one's own baby.

He quickly flipped through the pages of the ancient book. The ancient Greek text on it was far before the modern Greek language was formed. Even simply deciphering the text itself requires years of research, let alone reading this obscure book?

But the moment Jock came into contact with this book, when his fingers stroked the words, it seemed that countless people whispered in his ears, interpreting and explaining for him what these difficult words were talking about.

That is the center of the entire universe, the core of primordial chaos, the master of blindness and ignorance, the source of everything, the eternity beyond eternity, and even death will pass away in this weird eternity.

Azathoth!Praise be to Azathoth!

Praise his flute and drum!

Praise be to his will, praise to his palace, praise to his messengers!

Messenger, delivering.To convey the will of the master, the will of Azathoth is the will of the messenger.

His messenger—

Jock stopped turning the pages of the book, and endless panic suddenly hit his body.

His index finger was resting on a name, it was this name that attracted him, it was this name that enveloped him, this name was everything to him.

"Nyarlathotep."

Jock hummed the name painfully from his throat, as if this name was the source of all his pain.

The moment he said this name, Jock immediately regretted his impulsiveness just now. For a moment, he felt that something seemed to be attracted by this name, as if he was walking on the road and called out a name at random. The owner of the name heard the shout , then turned around and looked towards this side.

Just staring at it, Jock seemed to be turned into an ant and thrown into the icy sea water. The only thing waiting for him was sinking, all the light disappeared in front of his eyes, and the surroundings were pitch black, as if nothingness.

No, if it was nothingness, it would be considered kind and gentle, but Jock clearly felt that something was swimming beside him in the cold deep sea, only a thin line away from him in the dark, which was palpable And, but the indescribable feeling almost drives Jock crazy.

In this kind of world, even half a second of life is torture, and even death seems so sweet. Joker would rather end his life than continue to fall into a deeper deep sea.

"No..." Jock grabbed his chest in pain.

The little devil also noticed that Jock's condition seemed to be not good, and she became a little at a loss, not knowing whether to pat him on the shoulder, or just let him go.

Jock fell to his knees, and the book slipped from his hands and fell to the ground.

The ancient books just fell to the ground, and Jock seemed to be freed from the name.

"You, are you okay?!" The little devil turned pale with fright, and hurriedly tried to support Jock.

"I...I'm not feeling well, let me sit down." Jock stumbled and was supported by the little devil, and sat down on the steps beside him.

"Are you okay?" The little devil asked concerned, "I will be very troubled if you die suddenly."

Jock breathed heavily, trying to calm himself down or forget what he had just seen.

"I'm now kind of hoping to die suddenly like you said."

50. Avoidance of responsibility

Jock leaned on the handrail of the steps and gasped for breath. He felt a little uncomfortable, his mind was buzzing, and next to him was the culprit who caused him to encounter such a predicament.

The Necronomicon

Jock has never read such a terrible reading. Those distorted things recorded in words and drawings seem to come here through the limitations of time and space through ancient pen and ink.What will happen if you keep calling those names, and keep reading this book?

The palpitations hadn't completely dissipated just now, Joke clutched his chest uneasily, and the expression he had when he came was completely gone, and he fell down like a fart who had been stepped on.

Taking a deep breath, the indescribable fear just now has dissipated, but the terrifying impression still remains in my heart.

This time, Jock really has some concerns about getting his body back. If he continues to find his body, it is possible to get rid of these damn things completely, but before that, whether he wants to or not, he has to continue to look for clues to these terrible existences.

"Please~"

The steamy towel was sent to Jock. He looked back, and the little devil thoughtfully prepared a hot towel for Jock.

"Thanks." Jock took the towel and wiped his face.

The warm breath and comfortable touch made Jock recover a little bit. His feeling is not very good. It seems that although reason exists, it does not work at all. Instead, there is a voice in his heart that is madly praying for reason to be quick. Some disappear, so that he can avoid continuing to touch and understand the text on the "Necronomicon".

It's like another self-protection mechanism. When faced with a great existence that is absolutely inaccessible and unable to escape, it chooses the escape method of burying its head in the sand first, so that reason disappears, so as to avoid understanding and thinking .

"Thank you, I'm much better." Jock returned the towel to the little devil who was standing by.

"That's good. You scared me to death just now. Black smoke was coming out of your body. I thought it was a ghost seeing the sun." she is gone.

Is it black smoke?

Jock touched his face subconsciously, and there was a rough touch between his fingers and his face, as if to confirm whether his body was stable, he touched it for a while.

Now at least it can be confirmed that the content of "Necronomicon" is absolutely true and reliable, the knowledge recorded in it is all genuine, and the existence described is [-]% true.

Just thinking about these things actually exist somewhere in the universe or even on the earth is chilling, but this book is very important to Jock.

Jock picked up the Necronomicon in awe. The red cover was a bit rough, perhaps as old as the pages, but it looked solid.

"Tell me, I want to borrow this book." Jock finally decided to borrow the Necronomicon. Anyway, it has reached this point, at least reading this book is better than going to sleep directly.

Although the imp seemed troubled, Jock got his hands on the Necronomicon in the end.

On the way out of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, the sun had gradually set in the west, and the setting sun cast a slender shadow on him, blending with the shadows of the trees by the lake.

Jock stroked the Necronomicon, looked at the cover and was speechless.

Although I didn't find a part of the body, but generally speaking, it's still rewarding.

Jock sighed, and walked in the direction of the world. He had made an appointment with Dongfenggu Sanae before. Dongfenggu Sanae was responsible for helping Jock find his lost items. After taking the things, he can almost leave here. Bar.

"By the way, I have to find Yakumo Zi. Where does she live?" Joker suddenly realized that he didn't know where Yakumo Zi lived, let alone how to contact Yakumo Zi.

"Forget it, let's ask Dongfenggu later." Jock sighed and quickened his pace.

It was getting darker and darker, and the bright moon climbed into the sky.When he was about to walk into the world, the surroundings were completely dark.

It was dark all around, only the moonlight was surprisingly bright, and Joke, who basically lived in the city, rarely saw this scene.

With the moonlight shining like a searchlight, Jock would not take out his ax to illuminate it.

Jock was a little absent-minded, wondering if it was because of the climate, Gensokyo seemed to be colder than outside at the same time.

Of course, it could also be that Jock is holding the book that made him shudder.

Jock stopped at a position where he could already see the lights in the world.

Above his head, someone was looking down at him.

"Come down!" Joker yelled dissatisfiedly, "Standing so high and wearing knickerbockers, do you know the rules?"

Jock yelled at the woman who was looking down on him.She has blond hair and wears clothes similar to maid aprons, not the kind of uniforms used to show off her body, but closer to working overalls.He looked odd with a top hat that didn't match.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She actually lowered her height obediently, even saying sorry.

The woman stepped on a broom and lowered it steadily from the air to the height that can be used as a jock.Under close observation, the little girl with blond hair is at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and looks a bit small.

"Who are you?" Jock crossed his arms and held the Necronomicon under his arm.

"An ordinary magician, Marisa Kirisame DA☆ZE." The blond girl responded energetically, "Are you the mastermind of this mutation?"

Kirisame Marisa?

Strange name, even more strange mouth addiction, why do you want to add ☆ to the language addiction?And what the hell is a mutation.

Jock didn't intend to continue wasting time with the maid on the broomstick, and turned around to avoid Marisa.

"Something inexplicable." Jock bypassed Marisa nonchalantly, "What a mutation, I've never heard of it."

Marisa, who took out strange props, was about to do something, but when she turned around, she saw Jock walking further and further in the direction of the world.

"Hey, don't go." Marisa stepped on the broom and caught up with Jock, "You are the mastermind of this mutation, just admit it, I visited Eternal Pavilion and Sun Flower Field, they all said It's you!"

"Hmph." Jock snorted, ignoring it.

"Oh, you are really not straightforward, I managed to find the culprit before Reimu." Kirisame Marisa speeded up to block in front of Jock, "Today Kazami Yuka and someone destroyed everywhere, and the bamboo forest Your enchantment has also been destroyed, you must know something!"

The wind sees the fragrance, the enchantment...

Joke did know a little bit, for example, he was the one who smashed the barrier in the bamboo grove, and when he was fighting with Kazami Yuka, he was always beaten into the air, and he didn't pay attention to where he flew, and released his power on his own.

So all this is the mutation in the mouth of the little blond girl?

If so, it really has something to do with me.

Jock quickly recovered what happened, so he looked into Marisa Kirisame's eyes.

"I've never heard of it, what kind of wind and fragrance, what kind of bamboo forest, I don't understand what you're talking about."

51. Devilman

"I've never heard of it, what kind of wind and fragrance, what kind of bamboo forest, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Jock said these words righteously, as if they really had nothing to do with him.

"Hey..." Marisa Kirisame expressed mixed feelings of surprise and sigh, "I never expected to meet someone who would never admit what he had done to death, just like what the doctor at Eternal Pavilion said."

Marisa opened her arms to block Jock, and stepped on the broom like a skateboard, but maintained an incredible balance.

"Anyway, I won't let you go unless you admit to being the mastermind." Marisa Kirisame said loudly, taking out her beloved little prop excitedly again and again.

Jock stopped and threw the Necronomicon into the shadows.

"Okay, I'm the mastermind, so you want to arrest me." Joker said as if surrendering himself and stretched out his hands, "Come on, do it quickly, and send me to prison."

"...No, it doesn't seem to be like this." Marisa Kirisame shook her head, "First you have to stop the mutation, and then..."

"Wait a minute, you haven't explained what the mutation is, how can I stop?"

"Uh... probably messing around in Gensokyo or something?"

"But I'm not doing anything now, just walking."

"Then...then..."

Marisa Kirisame got stuck for a while. According to usual experience, he should beat up the mastermind of the mutation and then happily go to the banquet.

Now the mastermind of the mutation took the initiative to stop the mutation, how should it be counted, fast forward to the banquet?

"Ah, I'm so annoying." Marisa Kirisame quickly gave up thinking and rubbed her blonde hair roughly, "Anyway, I have to beat you up today to finish DA☆ZE!"

Hey, beat me up?

Jock hadn't heard someone so crazy in front of him for a long time.

"Little girl, I advise you not to seek your own death." Joker sneered, "Otherwise, don't blame me for picking up the copper-headed belt and spinning you like a top."

"Don't gossip about DA☆ZE!" The blond girl immediately became excited, as if she couldn't wait to do it, "Today we will have a good fight—"

Jock didn't wait for Kirisame Marisa to finish speaking, or even let her fly into the sky, and lifted the blond-haired little girl.

"Eh?" Jock moved so fast that Marisa Kirisame didn't even react, "You...why didn't you follow the routine."

Jock didn't answer, and sat directly on Shinobu's shoulder, hugging Marisa Kirisame in front of him.

This is a familiar gesture, most children have experienced it, and Marisa is no exception.

"This, is this..."

Jock responded with actions, restrained Marisa Kirisame who was struggling, and slapped her ass.

Just like that, sitting on the body of a blond girl and beating the buttocks of another little blond girl, the atrocities didn't end until more than ten minutes later.

"The needle doesn't poke, it feels like the needle doesn't poke." Jock left Marisa who was still sobbing contentedly, let her clutch her buttocks and disappear in front of him.

That look looked like he had been wronged so much, he left without saying "I will definitely come back".

When you come back, I'm already outside. Where can you find me with billions of people?

Jock solved the matter of Marisa, and walked happily into the world. The lights in the distance seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, but Jock felt more and more wrong as he walked. Is it too bright?

Holding the tomahawk in his hand, Jock asked about a stench, which was emitted when the human body was burning.

Sure enough, after entering the human world, there are burning houses and bodies everywhere, and the ancient wooden buildings are easily swallowed by the flames, together with the people inside.

"Hey, hey, what's going on here." Joker trotted down the streets of the world, "Are there any other city-states here? Is this a war?"

But Jock didn't see any people with uniforms and weapons appearing, nor did he see any corpses killed by swords on the ground.

"Damn it, it's better that Dongfenggu Sanae is not dead." Joker smacked his lips, not wanting to lose his belongings again.