Azathoth's different dimension chat group

Over there in the world of Cthulhu, Wan Lin is a bit...

Okay! Not a little bit, but I feel very panicked!

Who can tell me who the thin middle-aged man in front of me who looks like a pharaoh is?

And after this man arrived, he actually called himself "Nyarlathotep"! He came to protect himself!

I'm going to throw you away Rem!

Shouldn't Nyarlathotep be the kind of beautiful girl with silver hair and super long hair?

Regarding the delusion of its host, the system said: "Sorry, host! I am sorry (excited) to tell you that Nyarlathotep's human form is actually like this. The image you think of is actually a

The image in the derivative world is completely different from Nyarlathotep in the orthodox main world."

Having said this, the system couldn't help but complain: "I knew that Azathoth was definitely not simple. I didn't expect that he could summon Nyarlathotep to protect us. It seems that his identity must be very powerful."

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But after Nyarlathotep heard the system's complaints, he gave them a severe blow to their hearts.

"The Azathoth you are talking about is actually my Lord, the God of Stupid Blindness, the Creator on the Throne of the Core of Chaos and Emptiness, and one of the incarnations of Azathoth, the core of the original Chaos!"

System and Wan Lin were visibly stunned when they heard Nyarlathotep revealed Azathoth's identity, and then they made an extremely exclamatory sound:

"Fuck, wow, wow... I'm so big, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!"

"Isn't Azathoth a blind and foolish god?"

"How could he act like a normal person like we saw!"

Facing the doubts of the system and Wan Lin, Nyarlathotep explained like this:

"First of all, as my master, I am also my elder..."

"In fact, Azathoth is not really blind and stupid. Instead, he is the smartest creation god in the world."

Nyarlathotep sat on a stool and conducted popular science on the system and Wanlin.

"Then why do people always say that Azathoth is a blind and foolish god?" Wan Lin asked at this time.

Nyarlathotep snapped his fingers, showed a hearty smile and said, "That's a good question!"

Then he stood up from the stool, walked to the counter, supported the wooden table of the counter with both hands, and said: "First of all, you have to give me that book!"

Wan Lin, who was about to listen to Nyarlathotep's explanation about Azathoth, was a little confused: "What book? Where do I get any books?"

But Nyarlathotep just held the table and looked at Wan Lin without any intention of reminding him. He just said: "You know! It's that book! It's that book!"

Wan Lin still didn't understand what Nyarlathotep meant, but the system suddenly confessed something.

"Alas! It seems that it still doesn't work! You actually discovered it!"

"I thought I stole that book and no one knew about it! 嘤嘤嘤~(つд?)"

The "嘤嘤鬼" system took out an old, thick-looking parchment book when the two of them looked confused.

There are no fancy patterns on this book, only a five-pointed star and a few large golden characters - "The Great Magic Collection of Caravel".

Wan Lin: "..."

Nyarlathotep: "..."

Nyarlathotep: "Wait! Why is this magic book of the Lord here with you! When did you steal it!"

Seeing Nyarlathotep's surprised expression, the system was a little confused: "Isn't this the book you want?"

"Of course not!"

Nyarlathotep covered his face with his hands and said, "This system is hopeless."

"Although this magic book can easily destroy a universe, if the user is smarter, it may be able to destroy a smaller multiverse - such as the Dragon Ball world you often talk about, which requires other species to maintain world order.

But the value of this book to the Lord is not much different from that of an infant enlightenment manual."

Nyarlathotep raised his hand and said with some disdain: "There are at least more than three million copies of this type of big magic book - this is what I know. Maybe he has more."

I don’t know how many magic collections there are. Anyway, any of his thoughts can be compared to a huge dictionary of world-destroying magic. It is also easy to destroy the multiverse or exterminate all the ancient gods - so

He doesn't care about this book at all, and he won't ask me to take it back."

The system breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Nyarlathotep said. His magic collection, worth at least hundreds of millions, was saved.

"but……"

Nyarlathotep thought for a while.

"The content of this magic book is very dangerous, so I'd better recycle it! To prevent it from falling into the hands of some people who want to cause trouble."

With that said, Nyarlathotep snatched the "Caravel Magic Collection" directly from the system's hand (?) and put it into the "different dimension" inner bag of his clothes.

"No!!!" the system yelled in despair.

No matter what the system did to Nyarlathotep, he remained completely unmoved.

Even Wan Lin couldn't stand the system's operation. He couldn't help complaining about the system: "You stole someone else's book and you still hope that they won't take it back. System, you are too shameless!"

System: "Host, you don't understand the value of that book at all...╥﹏╥"

"By the way! What do you think that book is? At least give us a hint! We can't guess it blindly!" Wan Lin said to Nyarlathotep while lying on the table.

Although Nyarlathotep didn't want to mention the book, after all, he was not like his nephews and nieces (Yog-Sothoth and Shub Nicholas looked at Binaya from the relationship diagram drawn by Lovecraft)

The younger generation of Latotip, who were born or differentiated from the darkness and the nameless fog respectively) do not have any consciousness or shame.

He is an alien god who has been involved in human society for a long time, so he still needs to have some sense of shame. Unless he is pushed into a hurry, he will still care about his sense of shame.

But if he doesn't mention that, if someone else comes and sees the notebook, wouldn't he be embarrassed and lose his fortune?

However, for the sake of safety, Nyarlathotep resisted the idea of ​​destroying this alien space and still told the name of the book.

"Sneak! Naiko!"

Hearing Nyarlathotep mention this name, Wan Lin finally remembered it! Isn't this the book Azathoth gave him?

"Eh?"

"Bridge bean sack!"

Wan Lin and the system suddenly discovered something was wrong.

The man in front of me seems to be Nyarlathotep himself!

The person who gave Wan Lin the book seemed to be Azathoth himself.

That is to say...

Nyarlathotep was tricked by his most respected Lord!

Hahaha!!!

Resisting the urge to laugh, Wan Lin tremblingly took out the book of Nyarlathotep from the drawer on the counter.

Nyarlathotep looked at this fanfic with a dark look on his face. Just by looking at the cover, he felt that the book was not suitable for children. He couldn't help but curse his master, Azathoth.

"If I had scolded him, maybe I would have seen posters of this book plastered all over the world!"

Based on his guess about the current character of his "old father", Nyarlathotep felt that Azathoth would definitely do this!

"I will definitely destroy that world and all its derivative worlds until nothing is left!" Nyarlathotep secretly made up his mind.

He doesn’t care what Nyarlathotep in that world thinks! Anyway, his Nyarlathotep is the orthodox one! Others are all fakes!

Just when Nyarlathotep was holding this book and planning to destroy it immediately, a handsome young man in a flowing blue shirt came outside the door.

Behind this handsome young man was a well-behaved woman in red costume, who seemed to be his fiancée.

As soon as the young man stepped into the hotel, he introduced to the woman behind him: "Qingqing, let me tell you, this hotel is really extraordinary!"

"You see, I just stayed here for one night, and my cultivation is almost complete!"

"And when I just left this hotel, my cultivation level had already reached the ninth level of foundation building!"

After confirming that there was no one he knew around, the girl who had been following Zhao Lin finally revealed her true face.

She put down the gold hairpin she used to tie her hair, and draped her silky hair gracelessly over her shoulders. She looked like a little girl, grabbing Zhao Lin's ears and saying:

"Zhao Lin!"

"I accompany you in the middle of the night to escape the pursuit of the emperor and go to the south of the Yangtze River to play, but you, a stupid head, only think about cultivation?"

"As your fiancée and childhood sweetheart, I don't know how you and I suddenly came to this shabby hotel from the road!"

"But I know, mother! You're such an idiot, you just know how to find a hotel where you can practice and stay overnight!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Brigitte Lin, can you be gentler! Your ears are almost torn off!"

A young man named Zhao Lin was pulled by the ear by a girl named Brigitte Lin and came to the counter.

Lin Qingxia took out sixty taels of silver from her personal storage bag (note: this girl is also an immortal cultivator), slapped it on the counter and said to Wan Lin: "You are the owner of this hotel! I didn't expect this.

You can become the owner of a strange hotel where you can practice at a young age!"

"This sixty taels of silver is enough to pay for the accommodation and renovate your shabby little shop! My fiancé said he would come here often, and I don't want him to live in such a shabby house all the time.

"

"So..." Brigitte Lin held the table with one hand and looked at the book Nyarlathotep was holding.

I saw this eldest sister snatching the book from Nyarlathotep's hand with lightning speed and stealing the jingle bells (Note: Nyarlathotep's incarnation is just an ordinary person).

"What is this book you are holding? I'm very curious!"

Under the confused gazes of Nyarlathotep, Wan Lin and System, Brigitte Lin opened a few pages of the book.

She was stunned for less than three seconds, and then quickly closed the book with a blushing face.

Nyarlathotep also snatched the notebook from Brigitte Lin's hand and quickly took it out with the lighter in his pocket and lit a fire.

"Hey! You can't light a fire in the store!"

"oh!"

Nyarlathotep responded expressionlessly, then took out a barrel of gasoline from somewhere and poured the entire barrel of gasoline onto the ground.

"Hey! Qiaodou sack! Qiaodou sack!" Wan Lin wanted to fly to stop him, but it was almost too late!

Brigitte Lin was also stunned! She looked confused as this "fireball" was about to fall to the ground.

Just when he was about to throw the burning book to the ground, luckily Zhao Lin had quick eyesight and quick hands... Jio quickly kicked the book out of the door.

Wan Lin fell to the floor, sweat dripping from his head.

Zhao Lin wiped the cold sweat from his head, still feeling a little frightened: "Huh~ It's just a little bit close!"

Nyarlathotep, who almost caused the "arson incident", was also full of regret: "Oh! It was just a little bit close~"

Wan Lin, the owner of the shop, really had no sense of existence. After getting up from the ground, he sat on the counter again and said to Nyarlathotep: "Okay, okay, don't

If we continue to make trouble, now that the notebook has been destroyed, it’s time to talk about business!”

Zhao Lin also corrected his attitude.

Seeing how arrogant this man was, the shop owner didn't dare to complain at all. This tall and thin man seemed to have a lot of background.

So he gave a very formal self-introduction to Nyarlathotep:

"Hello, sir!"

"I am the eldest son of Zhao Wanhai, the general of the Yunhai Kingdom. My name is Zhao Lin. This is my fiancée, Lin Qingxia, the princess of the Yunhai Kingdom. May I ask your surname?"

Nyarlathotep looked at the rude shopkeeper, then at the polite young man, and said to Wan Lin:

"Look at how polite they are, and then look at you! Ah! If you had taken out that book earlier, I wouldn't have done this!"

Wan Lin also got into a fight with Nyarlathotep this time. He slapped the table and scolded him fiercely: "Are you a bodyguard sent by Azathoth or an uncle? You almost killed me.

Your store burned down and you still have such a temper! Are you still a human being?"

Nyarlathotep curled his lips and said in a very mocking tone: "Tch! Anyway, the mission the Lord gave me is just to protect you. My mission can be completed if you don't die. Also! I am indeed not a human being!"

"you……"

Just when Wan Lin and Nyarlathotep were about to continue to quarrel, Brigitte Lin, who was listening to their quarrel, stopped the two of them with a yell: "You all..."

"Shut up!!!"