Apostle of Cthulhu

Late at night, cemetery.

The light of the flashlight shone back and forth across the dark grass. The surrounding tombstones are like guards in the night, standing in place, sticking to their posts and comforting the souls of the dead underground.

Written on it are the name, family and life of the deceased.

The tombkeeper is an elderly man. He has no partner, his children do not live here, and he may only communicate with him via telegrams or letters a few times a year.

Whether it was food or accommodation, he dealt with it in the guard booth next to the cemetery.

During the day, if anyone wants to enter the cemetery, they must tell him. Unless they are daring tomb robbers, they will climb over the cemetery walls and go in to steal some relics of the deceased.

However, compared to the cemetery in the wealthy area of ​​Volingdu, this cemetery is visited much less often. After all, no one really buries valuables with the corpse.

Today, the tombkeeper was patrolling as usual, with today's newspaper in his arms and a flashlight in his right hand, scanning the tombstones one after another.

"Today is as peaceful as ever," the tomb guard said sincerely. On weekdays, you can see some graves that have been dug up, but today it seems that no one has done so, which is good news. "Everyone Ladies and gentlemen, you can finally have a peaceful night's sleep."

He uses lame jokes to liven up his mentality. As a tombkeeper, he is always shunned by the people around him.

Corpses play an important role in Raleye culture. Like the sea, they symbolize mystery and the unknown. After all, no one knows what the world will be like after death. And we don’t know what will happen to the body after death.

Cases of corpses becoming corrupted people are relatively rare, but there are still many cases where they are manipulated by missionaries. When Si Wei first came to this world, he was manipulated into taking possession of a corpse, which was also a manifestation of the missionary's ability.

Therefore, if you have too much contact with corpses, you may be mistaken for a heretic.

After all, in this world, those who like to deal with corpses and death the most are the followers of the Pantheon Religion.

Boom——!

A blast of thunder sounded in the tombkeeper's ears without warning, and the blazing white light flashed away, tearing apart the dark sky and illuminating half of the old and wrinkled profile of the tombkeeper.

The tombkeeper wore a patched cloak, and the palm lines on his palms were filled with dust. The dry wounds were lighter in color and softer than his rough skin.

As a tombkeeper, he often needs to refill stolen tombs with soil, which means he often has to deal with shovels. Over time, his hands are covered with calluses.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the location where the thunder and lightning shone just now. If he had seen correctly... the lightning seemed to have struck one of the tombstones...

I know the person who keeps the tombstone at that tombstone. He is an old friend of mine from a long time ago. That man had no relatives, and was buried here by the tombkeeper after his death. Every day he would bring a newspaper to sit in front of his old friend's tombstone, and then share interesting anecdotes about recent times with him.

Today, that old friend's tombstone was struck by lightning?

He was curious and walked forward, only to find that there was something very strange about his old friend's tomb.

The soil that was originally tightly pressed actually had a very strange protrusion!

Boom, boom, boom...

There was a dull sound, not too obvious, as if... it was coming from beneath the ground!

Fa...what happened?

The tombkeeper was a little frightened. There were knocking sounds under the tombstone? Is it a fake corpse?

"Your Excellency, the guardian..." He took out the pendant of the wake doctrine, raised it above his head, and began his devout prayer to appease his fearful heart, "Please keep your believers safe and sound... I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s all so terrible…”

Bang!

The muffled sound obviously increased in intensity, and even the soil shook violently!

The gravekeeper was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground, still holding the pendant of the wake doctrine in his right hand, and the prayer in his mouth had become unclear.

Even he himself didn't know what he had just recited!

Bang!

The soil was lifted up directly, and the heavy coffin lid was lifted directly from the inside. A putrid smell of corpses came out from the coffin, which was disgusting.

Combined with this weird smell and the sight in front of him, the tombkeeper was so frightened that his feet were paralyzed and he had completely lost the power to escape!

A black figure slowly sat up from the coffin.

It was a corpse that had decomposed to the extreme. The original appearance of the corpse could not be seen, but the intact bones in his body could be clearly seen.

At this moment, the corpse began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the muscle tissue grew on its own. However, no matter from the skin color, hair color, or even eye color, the gravekeeper could not tell that his former friend look like.

A completely different person!

"Ah..." The corpse let out a long sigh of admiration. Resurrection is a very, very comfortable feeling, not to mention that the person who died was his own clone?

When the corpse was completely healed, the tombkeeper recognized the face. It was actually the acting Pope of the Holy Cross Church. He turned out to be a corpse!

A terrible sense of disparity filled the tombkeeper's heart, and for a moment, his inner faith was shaken.

Who can imagine? An acting pope, the most noble authority in wake doctrine besides the pope, is actually a corpse?

Will this allow believers to continue to worship this faith?

"Your Excellency, the Keeper..." The Keeper murmured blankly, "If you really exist, please send a messenger to tell me... This Acting Pope is false... It's just an illusion I saw... "

"What you saw is indeed fake." Such a voice brought back the tombkeeper's sanity.

He looked up and saw a man standing next to him with a cigarette in his mouth. A sharp hidden sword engraved with foreign characters popped out from under his right wrist. He slowly walked towards the body that had just left the tomb. The corpse crawled out of it.

"Continue to maintain your faith," Norris said to the gravekeeper before taking action. "The guardian will definitely respond to your piety."

The gravekeeper was stunned. Could Norris at this moment be the messenger of the gravekeeper he was praying for?

Before he had time to think about the reason, he passed out due to the sudden relaxation.

Norris ignored the man behind him, but walked straight to Ogutan and put the hidden sword on his neck.

"I will only say the last words to you, and then you will die," Norris left a brief message. "The next time, it will be your real life."