Fabricating Weird Myths, Starting From American Comics

Ancient buildings spanning various timelines are gathered in this secret room located under Exum Abbey.

It's as if this is the midpoint of the timeline, and this is the end of the timeline - nothingness!

The scene looked strange and abnormal under those dense bones.

It was as if those buildings were all made of bones.

If there is a hell, perhaps it is nothing more than this.

Just like the skeletons seen on the stairs.

They are equally twisted and hideous.

The bones no longer looked like any living thing.

Twisted, ferocious like the plants in Exum’s courtyard.

The skull no longer maintains a spherical shape, but appears in various weird shapes.

Some are like pointed cones, and some are irregular like polyhedrons.

Horns or strange holes have even been found in some skulls.

These holes are round and smooth, with no trace of manual polishing.

Considering that the bones were thrown here, it is obviously not a finely processed collection.

Could it be that there are more than two eyes on this skull?

Could this strange hole be the monster's third eye?

Hawkeye felt deeply uneasy in his heart.

Stark glanced around and saw that these white bones were also covered with fine tooth marks.

But not all bones have rodent teeth marks on them.

There are also some strange bite marks that look like——

Like what humans left behind.

Stark thought about the second vision he had.

That sumptuous “family banquet”

Stark's heart trembled, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

My heart felt like it was being held tightly.

"Could it be said that all the "meat" at the family banquet comes from here?"--t"The terrifying creatures here are the delicacies of the Delapore family?"

Are the dishes they cook, enjoy and devour come from these twisted and hideous unknown creatures?"

At this moment, Stark felt his stomach twitch.

"Look at this." Although Daisy was very disgusted, she now had some words in mind.

Daisy pointed to a skeleton. Compared with the huge body, his head was pitifully small.

It's like a skull the size of an Apple file.

Unlike other weird and terrifying skeletons, there are no unknown deformations on this skeleton.

But it made Hawkeye and others even more uneasy.

Except for the skull as small as an apple.

The pile of corpses and bones scattered on the ground, from various indications.

All very close to humans.

Rumlow squatted down and Hawkeye each took a part of the skeleton and studied it.

“Compared with normal people’s bones, there are many more bone spurs, and the metacarpal bones are also missing.

But it must be congenital, because there are no wounds.

This means that the skeleton in front of you may have had only three fingers during life.

His other palm has eight fingers, which looks more like the fossil left by some kind of plant than a human palm.

But there is no doubt that this is a human torso.

Even if he has severe deformities and mutations, these are still human bones.

"Could it be that this human being was deformed due to black magic and sorcery experiments?" Hawkeye frowned and asked,

Sorcery and black magic that can distort the human body and produce horrific mutations. Through this magic, the human body can be transformed into terrifying monsters.

It sounds like a very reliable guess.

But, is this the truth?

Looking at this horrific skeleton, Stark felt a little uneasy.

"Let's keep looking inside."

"Okay, if there is nothing wrong, the Necronomicon should be placed in this place.

Hawkeye still worries about his mission, for Hawkeye.

If the Necronomicon could be obtained, it might be possible to rescue Natasha Romanoff.

So Hawkeye is still very interested in the Necronomicon.

"Stark, haven't you triggered the illusion now?" Rumlow asked.

If Stark can trigger the illusion, everyone can solve a lot of time.

It is also possible to see the reality of these horrific creatures in fantasy.

"Perhaps they are hybrids left over from the cross between humans and some kind of evil creature?" Hawkeye subconsciously connected this place with the situation in Innsmouth.

Stark frowned, and he thought again of the paintings he saw in the corridor.

Those ferocious-looking creatures are lifelike under the painter's brush.

They opened their ferocious mouthparts and devoured humans who were wailing in agony and whose facial features were distorted due to fear.

That terrifying scene was like a nightmare.

It is so similar to the hellish scene here.

An extremely terrifying suspicion suddenly emerged in Stark's heart.

He shook his head, that was too terrible and too cruel.

Even thinking about it in his mind made him feel fear and unspeakable disgust.

The moral values ​​​​that come from the acquired culture of human beings make Stark dare not even think about that kind of idea.

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What if this is the truth?

Stark didn't know how he could tell everyone his terrible suspicion.

He could only urge everyone to move forward in order to find new evidence and obtain other things.

The piles of white bones showed no signs of weathering.

But the Delapore family has been missing for nearly fifty years.

If these were the skeletons left at that time, they would have weathered into bone powder long ago.

But these bones even look a bit fresh.

It's like some mysterious force that prevents the erosion and corruption of time.

It's like showing this horrific hellish scene to outsiders.

As everyone moved forward, they walked through the road filled with bones.

While carefully searching for any new evidence that may be hidden in the pile of bones.

Stark stared, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"The further we go inside, the less deformed the corpses become."

They had reached the center of the pile of corpses.

The white bones were scattered on the ground, covered with dense bite marks.

The mark on the tooth is not from a mouse, but from a human being.

The characteristics of human beings are so clear.

So that Stark froze in place.

His stomach began to twitch as he recalled the sumptuous family feast of the Delapore family he had seen in his second vision.

The dining table is filled with a variety of cooked "meat" delicacies.

They ate happily, and their shiny faces were full of happiness in enjoying the "delicious food".

Biting the cut pieces of meat.

His stomach was churning, and Stark couldn't bear it anymore.

He knelt directly on the ground and vomited.

Those terrible paintings, those members of the Delapore family enjoying themselves.

Now Stark finally understood the meaning of the paintings.

To the Delapore family, those horrific paintings were merely depictions of a modest dinner party.

Undigested food comes out along with gastric juices.

Stark vomited all the food in his stomach before giving up.

He squatted weakly on the ground, a chill surrounding his whole body.

"They don't treat humans as the same kind!"

Stark didn't know what tone he should use to say this.

Because he couldn't understand it anymore.

The ingredients for the Delapore family's family banquet are actually——...

Stark felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't think of such a cruel act.

This is where the underground chambers of Exham Abbey took place for hundreds of years!

Until all the Delapore family were killed.

This cruel act has just ended.

Now Stark finally understands why the third son is so resistant to meat.

Why did he feel so regretful after killing his loved one?

"They were originally normal human beings, but after being captured by the Delapore family through unknown means.

Imprisoned in a secret room in the basement.

During inbreeding, their bodies became deformed.

Gradually it became the monster that the old man saw when he was a child!"

Hawkeye's body was trembling. He had seen all kinds of horrific cases that were so cruel that they were heinous.

But it has never been like this.

There is no behavior as chilling and frightening as that of the Delapore family.

Those poor people must have been killed after all the Delapore family was killed.

Without human management, and in the process of being kept in captivity for a long time, the knowledge and wisdom inherited by humans have been lost.

Transformed into a Beast-like creature.

Facing the rat plague, they can only hide around timidly or flee to the only exit.

But they were all devoured by the rats.

Now only these bones are left here.

The overwhelming resentment seems to be about to condense into substance.

Everyone in the team was feeling extreme fear because that terrible suspicion had become true.

This horrific and unethical scene appeared under this mansion only a few kilometers away from the town.

And this spacious cave is enough for a small town in the world.

Everyone continued to move forward with uneasiness.

Although I came to Exum Abbey this time, I didn't see a monster with my own eyes.

There were no giant rats as big as house cats.

But this hell-like scene is terrifying but it is the truth.

This caused an extreme chill to rise in everyone's hearts...

This terrible feeling scares Hawkeye even more than Innsmouth.

"Did those evil gods bewitch them? Did they do such terrible things?"

Stark's face turned pale, and he whispered: "The paintings of the Delapore family all depict scenes of various creatures devouring living people.

Perhaps they do not regard themselves as human beings, but as a more "high level" existence.

For those "high level" beings, human beings only have poor food. "

"Damn, damn!" Daisy covered her mouth, she also felt like vomiting.

Those terrible conjectures made Daisy unable to control herself, as long as she saw these gloomy bones.

Daisy felt her stomach twitch. .

"Let's find the Necronomicon as soon as possible and get out of here." Hawkeye said.

However, this matter is not easy. This underground cave is as big as a small town.

It houses a variety of peculiar buildings.

The Necronomicon may be placed in any building.

Searching for the Necronomicon is not an easy task.

For safety reasons, the four of them should avoid acting alone as much as possible.

They can only go to the building one by one, and then enter the cause of the building.

Just stepped into a building.

Daisy finally couldn't control herself, holding on to the door frame and vomiting.

In that damaged Roman building, there was a dining table.

The dining table is placed with classic British tableware.

The silver knives and forks are a bit dull in color.

Lying down on the chair, the clothes on his body were torn, leaving only the bones.

The clan emblem on that finger was exactly what Stark saw in his second fantasy.

The coat of arms worn by the Delapore family at feasts.

The identity of the person on the chair is naturally self-evident.

He is the herder here...

Those poor people.

After all the members of the Delapore family died.

After the herder also dies.

They have long lost their identity as "human beings" and face overwhelming rats.

He could only hide in fear.

There was still food on his plate, and the signs of scratches and rat gnawing were very clear.

The rat plague probably broke out not long after his death.

Those poor people were swallowed up by rats without any ability to resist.

The panic in Stark's heart accumulated little by little, like a weight gradually becoming overwhelmed.

The risk of destruction at any moment.

However, Stark had no way to talk at this time.

His expression was in a trance, and a terrifying chuckle came from his ears.

The snickering was so far away, as deep as if it came from the other side of the starry sky.

The terrible sound made Stark cover his ears.

He took a few steps back, turned around and ran out of the building.

"Stark!" Hawkeye called, but Stark2.4 turned a deaf ear.

He walked towards the depths of the cave.

"Did Stark see another vision?" Hawkeye frowned,

"Let's follow him quickly."

The three of them suppressed their discomfort and followed Stark forward.

The road we walked on was full of corpses.

Going deeper and deeper, the strange light in this cave comes from nowhere.

Illuminating the entire dark cave.

Just at the end of the road.

Right at the end of the cave.

There are three huge and deep pits on the ground, arranged in an equilateral triangle.

Each occupies a corner.

One of the pits was filled with discarded "meal leftovers" and various broken bones.

The other two potholes are as deep as black holes.

It's like this pothole is connected to another world.

A world that roars with insatiability that cannot be filled.

Stark faced three potholes and stopped.

His face looked dazed, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

His lips pursed, seeming to be mumbling something.

And in the center of three potholes.

That horrible altar that cannot be described in words.

The gray altar is carved with obscure, ancient, and blasphemous words and symbols.

Near the pothole, there is a large stone slab.

On that stone slab, which was so old that no trace of time could be seen, something was recorded in a type of writing that had never been seen before.

Hawkeye looked at Stark facing three potholes and felt uneasy.

He stepped towards Stark.

Whispering Stark's name.

But a terrible sound was heard.

That sound didn't come from the pothole, but from Stark in front of Hawkeye!.