Apostle of Cthulhu

Click——

Click——

Click——

The second hand turned, and the bronze pointer turned on the wheel full of gears. Every jump involved all the parts.

Closing the cover of the pocket watch, the girl bit her teeth lightly and wiped the blood stains on her face with the back of her right hand.

She was wearing a large windbreaker that didn't fit her size, and a badge with an eagle head and a fish body on her chest.

Her short black hair was blown up by a strange wind. She looked up and looked at the pagan who was sitting on the ground and retreating behind him. Her right hand touched the back of her waist covered by the windbreaker.

"'Unknowns' won't let you go!" The pagans were on the verge of death, but they still chose to identify their beliefs. "You are blaspheming the will of the 'Unknown', and one day you will be punished by God! One day, the 'Unknowns' will return to this world and eliminate you heretics!"

"If someone really blasphemes the so-called God, it is only the business of the Court of Justice." The girl explained so calmly, "We are only responsible for executing their orders. We are just tools, being manipulated by others in the hands of power."

The pagans have retreated to the wall. At this moment, this narrow house has become the burial place of dozens of Pantheists.

The blood even flowed from other rooms to this place. The pagans couldn't imagine what means this woman used to cause such a large amount of bleeding! The sea of ​​blood is nothing more than this.

The girl's hand finally stretched out from under the windbreaker, and a light hand axe stained with blood appeared in the pagan's field of vision with it.

The wooden handle of the hand axe was engraved with words that did not belong to this world, and those words made the pagans feel panic.

"This... what do you want to do!"

The girl licked her lower lip. She seemed to be a little dehydrated, and her lips were a little dry. "I just want to do an experiment."

"Experiment? No... your court of justice has no right to do this! Even the pagans you identify have the most basic human rights! You must not conduct experiments that are not in line with humanitarianism!"

The girl smiled, and she smiled beautifully.

"So, as long as we are not discovered, isn't that fine?"

The hand rose and the axe fell.

There was no screaming, and there was no sound of any object hitting the ground.

The blood penetrated into the building materials of the wooden house, leaving a mark.

The words engraved on the wooden handle briefly emitted a certain light, and then dimmed.

Pulling the hand axe out of the broken muscle tissue, the girl took a few steps back, and calmly looked at the body that had lost its breath.

Gurgle...

In less than thirty seconds, a strange sound of liquid churning poured into the girl's ears. The originally broken muscle tissue began to expand strangely, and then connected the two faults, and even had the tendency to swell and expand!

Puff, puff, puff——

Several tentacles similar to spider legs pierced out from all parts of the corpse's body, forming a chilling composition. The limbs exerted force to support the completely limp corpse and suspended it in mid-air.

A crack across half of his face appeared quietly.

Click!

The crack suddenly opened, and a big mouth full of white fangs split the pagan's entire head, and sticky saliva flowed down the fragmented corpse, which was disgusting.

"It's really rare to see a fallen person like this..." The girl said to herself, "Is it because you guys believe in the Lord of the Cave?"

The pagan who had become a fallen person would not pay attention to the girl's mumbling, let alone wait for her to finish what she wanted to say. A limb pierced directly towards her head!

The girl looked at the tip of the limb indifferently as it approached her forehead, tapped her feet lightly, and with an elegant and light rotation, she dodged this sharp and fatal blow.

Chi——

As the girl turned and dodged nimbly, the hand axe in her hand also swept across the pagan's lower abdomen with lightning speed, tearing a wound several centimeters wide!

The milky white liquid wrapped in the internal organs that had been almost corroded slid out of the wound, but this did not affect the pagan's actions. The several limbs kept attacking the girl at a high speed without any pause!

The girl dodged to the left and did not show any nervousness or fear on her face. The hand axe flew continuously in the air, either removing the force of the limbs, or cutting off the connection between the limbs, or blocking the murderous intent that rushed straight to the face.

In short, none of the several limbs really hurt the girl's body.

Buzz!

The hand axe trembled slightly, and the words on it that did not belong to this world flashed a moment of light. The girl's eyes turned cold and her cherry lips opened slightly.

"Break."

Click——

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The pagan paused, and the limb that was originally stabbing the girl suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The tip of the limb was less than three centimeters away from her nose.

The girl turned over her left hand, which had never been used, and opened the cover of the pocket watch. Whether it was the hour hand, minute hand or second hand, they were all pointing to the 12 o'clock scale.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the pagan who had never moved again. The girl closed the cover, hung the long chain of the pocket watch around her neck, and then stuffed the bronze pocket watch into her collar.

The cold touch on her chest became the only comfort for the girl in this sea of ​​blood and corpses.

"Huh..." She took a long breath and walked out of the wooden house that was filled with blood and corpses. She was greeted by a lush forest.

An owl flew down from the treetops, holding a letter in its beak.

The girl raised her right arm and caught the owl, while taking the letter from its beak.

Roughly tearing it open, the girl threw the envelope on the ground casually, took out the letter, spread it out in two strokes, and browsed the text on it.

[Dear Miss Beverly Shelley,

It is a great honor to contact you directly. Your achievements in the Court of Justice are obvious to all. Even the Court of God is willing to give you a chance to make up for the mistakes you made during that period of time.

Now you are just a judge of the Court of Justice, doing some dirty and hard things every day, which is not in line with your original identity, so the Court of God has given you a chance to make up for your mistakes.

Now, go to York Town in Acra. There are already signs of pagans emerging there, and we need you to go there and wipe out all the Pantheists who are currently wanted by the Empire! If you complete this mission well, you can return to your original identity and become one of the glorious judges of the Divine Court. 】