Apostle of Cthulhu

"Should I cut open your stomach and watch the organs inside flow out bit by bit, or should I just be clean and give you a direct end?"

Listening to Spider's morbid question, Si Wei calmly asked back: "Before this question, shouldn't you tell me what you want to ask? Only when I know the question you want to ask, I will decide whether to answer you, and you will know how I will die."

Spider really didn't expect Si Wei to be so rational and calm in this situation. He didn't look like an ordinary university professor, but more like a killer who didn't care about life and death!

"Hmph, you are so smooth-talking and eloquent." Spider knew that he must not talk too much nonsense when communicating with people like Si Wei, otherwise he might be entangled in their trap and used as an object.

So, he made a decision quickly.

Puff--

The sharp blade pierced Si Wei's shirt and sank directly into his abdomen. The intense pain and cold stimulation poured into Si Wei's consciousness in an instant, causing his face to twist rapidly!

The spider mercilessly turned the blade inside Si Wei's body, causing greater secondary damage! Blood flowed down Si Wei's skin onto the sofa and carpet...

"I don't need to ask you at all, because human language always intersperses the truth with lies. I won't believe people like you." The spider stretched out his hand and covered Si Wei's forehead, "What I want to ask... is your soul, your heart."

Consciousness quickly faded, and Si Wei felt something flowing out of his body quickly. It was not blood, but something more ethereal. Perhaps it was the soul, or perhaps something more mysterious...

The eyes gradually dimmed, the pain stripped his spirit, and the cold penetrated his heart.

This is...death.

The spider sneered, ready to radiate his gift of power to test Si Wei's heart and ask for the most real truth.

But! At that moment, the spider suddenly felt a chill on his back, and felt that someone was watching him!

The spider turned back suddenly, but there was nothing behind him. In the empty room, only Si Wei's faint moans and panting could be heard.

Plop.

Something dripped onto the ground.

Spider turned his head again, and a very strange touch stimulated the skin of his right arm, as if something was sucking.

The moment he saw the source of the strange touch, Spider was stunned, his pupils dilated, and it seemed that he could only see that thing in his vision!

It was a tentacle, purple, yellow, green, blue... all kinds of colors stayed on the surface of the tentacles for a moment. There was some strange pattern on the surface of the tentacles, enough to make ordinary people crazy!

What is this? !

Spider had never seen such a thing before, he raised his eyes tremblingly, the fear came from the heart, even he himself was powerless to save the situation.

He saw something, exuding dazzling facial features!

Si Wei's eyes and mouth were open, and strange and dazzling light shot out from his facial features, making the room, which was not dark, brighter. Something that did not belong to this room was growing and spreading in every corner of the room!

The spider wanted to pull back his right arm, and he did it, but he heard the sound of liquid dripping on the ground.

Looking at his right hand, his right arm was gone, and only the complete cross-section with a trace of blood flowing appeared in front of him.

"Ah...ah...ah!!!!"

The spider screamed in horror. There was no pain to stimulate him, but the feeling of death was so real. The one in front of him was not the human Si Wei at all, but a monster...or a god!

Si Wei stood up, and the tough spider silk broke easily, and it was impossible to cut Si Wei's neck. At this time, the spider saw that the wound he had stabbed was actually shining.

Countless tentacles stretched out from behind Si Wei, and those tentacles had eyes, mouthparts, fangs... The sounds that did not belong to the human world resounded here like music, and every note stimulated the spider's mind.

"Unreasonable person." It was Si Wei's own voice, but it was not Si Wei who was speaking! Some kind of existence was talking to him through Si Wei's body!

The spider raised his sight in panic, and those tentacles twisted around Si Wei, like a carnival, like a sacrifice!

They were longing, longing for the spider's fresh flesh and blood, longing to erode his mind and his faith!

"No... don't... please," the spider never thought that Si Wei would be inhabited by such a god-level guy. The Old Ones' suppression power was absolute for both humans and missionaries. The spider was a relatively good result. If it were an ordinary person, he would have gone crazy at this time.

The spider was just afraid now, from the bottom of his heart. This was not a problem that could be solved by giving himself a hint.

Si Wei moved, he raised his right hand and pointed at the spider who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't stand up at all.

Then, the strange light enveloped him, and the tentacles that were wandering behind Si Wei rushed forward!

There were no screams, no wails.

There was only the chewing sound of broken bones, and in the dark night... that satisfied exclamation.

After an unknown amount of time, the spider's body had been torn up by the tentacles, leaving not even a trace of bone or blood. The entire room seemed as if nothing had happened.

Siwei, or rather... the being that possessed him, turned his head and looked at the bright moon.

Ding——

With a slight sound, the coin belonging to the bishop fell to the ground for some reason, and its surface also emitted a soft light.

The light enveloped Siwei and the tentacles. The tentacles seemed to have received someone's order and gradually retreated to the back until they completely disappeared behind Siwei.

The light that bloomed from Siwei's wounds and facial features also disappeared. He sat on the sofa again, his eyes closed, his head tilted, leaned there, and fainted.

When Siwei completely recovered and the being that possessed him disappeared, the coin belonging to the bishop restrained its brilliance and lay there quietly, like a real coin.

Zhi——

The door of Siwei's room was pushed open.

It was not someone else who walked in, but Jia.

She walked to Siwei's side, gently stroked the tear in his clothes with her hand, and touched his wound that had recovered as before.

Without making any sound or talking to herself, Jia took out a blanket from the closet and covered him to prevent him from catching a cold.

She also walked to the bishop's coin, picked it up, and put it into Siwei's hand.

After doing this, she bowed slightly to Siwei, and then left here quickly and quietly.

The night in Fulingdu is still so quiet.

Even if one soul after another disappears, it will not make this city ugly.

This is Fulingdu.

This is Salem.

This is the world of missionaries.