Lord of Eternal Darkness

Xu Songke and the others were waiting outside the door, listening to the desperate cries coming from the ground. None of them dared to act rashly. Only Jin Chengan insisted on rushing down to rescue.

He was held tightly by the others to prevent this fool from attracting something that shouldn't be provoked.

The extremely excited voice came from the dark hole again.

"Now, seal the entrance of this hole quickly, before it's too late - damn, there are more and more of these beasts, a large number, a large number..."

Then came the roar of the monster from the entrance of the cave, which was definitely not something that a human voice could produce, and Li Xiaoming heard a scream of fear.

Xu Songke held the long sword at his waist, and his palms broke out in cold sweat. He looked at the cave entrance hesitantly. Others around him were frightened by the weird sound and did not dare to move, but no one dared to go down. check it out.

"What on earth is it? Answer me quickly!" Meng Tao seemed to be infected by this fear, and unfortunately suffered from irritability, shouting uncontrollably.

Li Xiaoming's voice came up again, still hoarse and full of fear, and obviously a little desperate:

"I can't tell you, friend! It's completely unimaginable - I dare not tell you - no one can live knowing it - God! I never thought of this thing!" The phone went silent again, Meng Tao was left trembling and continuing to ask questions incoherently.

"You...what the hell are you doing?"

Then, Li Xiaoming shouted in an even more crazy and horrifying high-pitched voice:

"Cheng'an! For the sake of Cang Shen, seal the entrance and escape! If you can do it! Quick! - drop everything and escape outside - this is your only chance! Press me Do what you say, don’t ask why!”

Suddenly, Li Xiaoming's voice stopped abruptly. He issued his last warning, and then came a sound that was not like human language. It was so low, eerie, harsh, mysterious, strange and difficult to understand.

"Yog-Sothoth!"

The shadow of nothingness was climbing up through the stairs, and then everyone heard the messy footsteps, getting closer and closer to this side.

It was beyond the scope of human fear. Everyone was trembling with fear. The realistic and terrifying sound effects fell on everyone's heart, like a pair of invisible hands grabbing their throats, making it difficult to speak.

Dense vegetation covered the stones that looked like tombstones, and the air was filled with poisonous miasma. Everyone had lost their minds. Everyone seemed to see the cemetery on the hillside in the distance, with pale and withered hands stretched out. , they crawled out of the cemetery with the resentment of the dead.

Finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and screamed. "Run quickly and leave it alone!"

The crowd suddenly scattered and fled. Jin Chengan suppressed the fear in his heart and prepared to rush down to rescue Li Xiaoming. Maybe that guy was lucky enough to survive this disaster, but he didn't expect that the entrance of the cave suddenly collapsed and was covered by rocks. With.

"No! How could this happen?" Jinchengan cried out in pain.

He became helpless, gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran away. His friend's life and death were uncertain in that darkness and fear, but he could only abandon him angrily and ignore him.

As for the unlucky Li Xiaoming, who became an innocent sacrifice in this experiment, of course that is impossible.

He leaned against the wall and bit into an apple he picked up from nowhere. It made a juicy and delicious sound.

His expression was very calm, without any anxiety or fear. He was particularly adaptable in this dark environment. It was just that the hard language performance before made him a little dry.

From the time he negotiated with these guys, Li Xiaoming had already taken advantage of the biggest advantage of this profession, which was fantasy and mental confusion. Almost everyone fell into this trap and unknowingly approached the entrance of the cave.

Coupled with the environment here, their uneasy psychology, and the smell of rotting plants, such a brilliant performance was achieved.

At that time, some people even said that Li Xiaoming was not suitable for the profession of dreamer. Maybe he should be a performer and use his talents.

Li Xiaoming threw away the only apple core he had eaten, and then walked up the stairs. He looked at the empty space outside, with the birds cheering in the woods and the breeze blowing with the freshness of green grass.

"It seems that my performance was very successful. I didn't expect that I could deceive so many people at once. Thanks to this profession, the power exerted in this dream is stronger than before. No special gestures are needed. Just look at each other. It’s so convenient to be done.”

He said with some pride, then turned around and walked into the dark basement again.

An open flame rose from his hand, illuminating the surroundings and admiring the graffiti on the wall, which contained intricate formulas and colorful murals.

These formulas are relatively understandable, only at the high school level, but these murals reveal weirdness and horror, as if they are telling a story.

"A giant dragon took away the treasure. The nearby humans were afraid of it and invited a dragon-slaying warrior. The warrior successfully killed the dragon and invited everyone to go to the cave to get their treasure back. People found the warrior sitting there Sharp teeth and hard scales sprouted from the pile of treasures, and they were slowly walking toward them."

Li Xiaoming probably understood what it meant. The above self-narration was to understand the general outline of the story, and even omitted some of the strange things.

For example, the limbs hanging on the butcher shop are not like animals. People tied girls to wooden stakes and cheered around torches. Some humans are full of animal characteristics. The eyes of the dragon spy on every human being, because the whole story It's all in the dragon's eyes.

When Li Xiaoming touched the wall, he didn't feel any discomfort, nor was he worried about any curse coming. There was only an inexplicable sense of familiarity here, as if it had been forgotten like the previous memory.

Li Xiaoming looked at the stone gate in front of him, which should be here, blocking everyone out.

He gently touched the stone door, groping for every delicate pattern on it, and felt its regular arrangement. His eyes became sleepy, and an inexplicable song came to his ears, trying to lull him to sleep.

Li Xiaoming also calmly closed his eyes, and then quickly opened them again within three seconds, still mumbling. "This is a dream I've had before. It's exactly the same. It's already the second time. I don't understand."

Then the Meng Yuan began to be transported, and the stone door began to fluctuate strangely, and the hard stone on it began to fall off like mud. As a burst of light dispersed, it was revealed that there was actually no stone door at all, but a coded door.

"Use a magic array to protect this password door? It seems that things are really expensive, so they bother to double protect it. But I know that the password door cannot stop it. The answer lies in the dream just now, 1914. I know this password. "

Li Xiaoming entered it easily, and as the green light came on, the door slowly opened.

Li Xiaoming's happiness had not lasted for a few minutes when he suddenly froze and stared blankly into the open door. "No way, what was I doing before!"

The lighting in his hand suddenly turned pale and green, reflecting the ferocious appearance of the monster. It was hard to believe how blasphemous this existence was.

Li Xiaoming was too scared to speak, but he did not tremble or run away, but faced it quietly.

The whole body is like a human being with its skin peeled off. It is so bright and red and exudes a bloody stench, but it has a head like an ape with thick hair and a pair of horns. The wings behind it are the same as the body. The size was incongruous, and the orange single eye stared at him closely, full of pleasant ridicule, and there were two pairs of eyes on its shoulders, which were constantly rotating.

This time the monster reached out to him without attacking. Li Xiaoming held his hand, a trace of sadness flashed across his face.

The monster said in bad language: "Ka...Long time no see, Ming-it's unspeakable. You finally came to me. This is your mission."

"Have we met before? Why do I feel so uncomfortable when I can't think of you?" Li Xiaoming felt an indescribable pain.

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