Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Tiera entered the conference room, and everyone waited quietly for his news.

"The good news is that I made some important discoveries while exploring the South Pacific." Tiera said with a smile, "He is indeed sleeping there, at 47°9′ south latitude and 126°43′ west longitude.

, in the great R'lyeh."

Chief Thunderbird and Maca-Far-Monkasha both cast fearful but excited looks.

"Our nuclear bombs are sleeping there." Tiera concluded.

"So what's the bad news?" Maka-Far-Monkasa asked.

"Our nuclear bomb may not be able to detonate." Tiera said, "I took back the power I had dispersed in all my incarnations and approached the sea near R'lyeh as a fully-formed divine creature."

"Then what?" Chief Thunderbird clenched his fists and asked nervously.

"Then nothing happened." Tiera said, "I tried to influence this sea area with my complete divine creature divinity, but there was no response. Not only the great existence, but also the father of the deep divers.

Neither the Mother Goddess nor the Mother Goddess had any reaction."

"Then I evacuated." Tiera said.

"How deeply do they sleep?" Chief Thunderbird asked.

Tiera's words made everyone in the conference room think.

"What if." Maka-Far-Monkasha's eyes flickered, as if she was looking for a solution. She tried to ask, "Tiera, are you sure that when you influence the world with your completely divine biological characteristics?

When it comes to sea areas, how deep is the impact?”

"Only the surface and the raindrops falling into the sea." Tiera replied.

"Where's the time?" Chief Thunderbird took out a notebook and opened it to the last page and asked.

"Fifteen minutes." Tiera said, "From the time I fully gathered my divine power to the time I left, it was a total of fifteen minutes."

"That should be enough," Chief Thunderbird said, staring at the numbers and formulas in his notebook. "That should be enough."

"Show me." Maca-Far-Monkasha took the notebook from Chief Thunderbird and stared at it.

"It is indeed enough." After doing mental calculations for a while, Maka-Far-Monkasha sighed and said, "At least it is enough to alarm Father God Dagon and Mother Goddess Hydra."

"What do we do now?" Chief Thunderbird asked, "His sleep and that of His people are deeper than we imagined."

"Still proceed as planned." Tiera said, "First form an alliance with the deep divers, contact their father god Dagon and mother god Hydra through them, and strive to establish an alliance in the waters near R'lyeh

Urban, if not”

"I would move a submarine oil field nearby." Tiela said. "To be precise, there is probably a large amount of oil storage near Raleye."

"We just need to lure the U.S. military there."

After speaking, Tiera glanced at Chief Thunderbird.

"If necessary, I will arrange this matter." Chief Thunderbird gave Tiera a positive reply.

"Okay." After Tiera finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and scratched the air——

A card appeared in his hand, and Tiera stamped the ground.

An illusory world map rose from the ground.

"Geoffrey Loki has now entered the Deep Diver copy." Tiera placed the Cap with Geoffrey Loki printed on it on the pad located along the coast of Cornwall, England.

In the town of Stowe.