My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

The stone statue was destroyed, the altar was destroyed, and the scene was a bloody mess of broken bones and broken stones. Crown felt that the malice that had been lingering around him disappeared.

When the battle was over, he approached the stone statue, released the Sun Flame Technique twice more, and then poured several golden talisman water.

Black mist rose from the broken stones, and the drifting mist slowly dissipated like a writhing demon.

He waited until he saw that there was no more black mist rising on the remains of the stone statue, then he stopped what he was doing.

Nick walked over, frowned and said, "It's this evil statue again. It's really haunting. This is the second time we've encountered it."

He recalled the embarrassment he felt when he faced the evil statue for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh at how quickly his friend's strength increased.

That time they almost ended up in Yorktown. If their friends hadn't destroyed the stone statue, they would have mutated into minions of the evil god and been wiped out by the church.

Originally, he wanted to rush over to help, but when he reached the statue of the evil god, it was already broken into pieces.

My friend not only solved the battle in a short time, but now even the future troubles have been eliminated.

‘What is the bloodline of the Son of God that can be so powerful? ! ’ Nick felt envious and sighing in his heart.

This is the third time I have encountered it. Kroun muttered in his heart and sneered:

"It seems that this evil god has spread very widely. It can not only spread in human society, but maybe there will be more opportunities to deal with it in the future."

The first time he came into contact with this evil god who looked like a swollen mass of flesh, he had a narrow escape from danger. Now he could calmly destroy the opponent's statue that activated its power. He was very satisfied with his progress.

He closed his eyes and summoned a golden wall.

In the battle just now, there were many black shadows rushing towards him like moths rushing to the flame and then being ignited. He felt waves of warmth entering his body.

[Blade Storm: 2574/5000; Level 2]

[Golden Light Spell: 44860/100000; Level 2]

In the past two days, there have been constant high-intensity battles, and the proficiency of Blade Storm has increased by more than 1,200 points.

He now has a clearer understanding of the mechanism of increasing Golden Wall proficiency. In actual combat, skill proficiency increases much faster than when training alone.

In the past few days, he had been using Blade Storm for almost an hour. The stronger he was against the enemy, the faster his proficiency increased.

The proficiency of the Golden Light Curse is more than a thousand points higher than that of this morning, and killing monsters adds extra experience. Doesn't this mean that he can find a statue of the evil god to fish?

However, this idea was quickly suppressed by him. It would be easy to play with fire and burn yourself. He is now only a third-level transcendent, and the level of the god must reach at least the gold level of the stigmata.

Converted into levels, the gods are all at least level seven or above, and the Evil God is no exception.

Relying on the current small body to deliberately pick up the evil god's wool, that is, the old birthday star hangs himself because he is too long to live.

The last time he dealt with Lucas, he obviously felt malicious prying eyes, and it was very possible that he had registered himself with the evil god.

Nick saw his companion closing his eyes and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Crown opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "Nothing, just clean up the battlefield and leave here."

. . . .

At the bottom of Mine No. 1, two ratmen were tied tightly with stones in their mouths. These were the two experimental subjects captured by Crowen.

In the past two days, he and Nick led the troops to investigate and clear out the remaining three mines. No statues of the evil gods were found in these mines.

Now the rat people have learned to be smart. As long as they enter the mine, they will all hide in the small tunnels dug out.

These narrow passages are only as thick as a bucket and can only be entered by thin humans, who cannot pursue them.

The flying strange object flew out of the tunnel with a buzzing sound. Croun caught it, used his mental power to link to the strange object's storage area, and perceived the reconnaissance image.

After inspection, he handed the strange object back to Nick and said with a smile:

"It looks like we have to do what Yorktown did again. The good news is that these rat people don't know how to install portals, otherwise things will be even more difficult."

Back in Yorktown, the old sheriff used red phosphorus to create a large amount of poisonous smoke, which worked well.

However, the capacity of the mine is many times greater than it was then, and it is bound to consume a huge amount of resources.

But it had to be done. Unless these rat men were completely wiped out, it would be impossible to restore production in the mining area.

To take a step back, it is impossible for the new diocese to tolerate the rat race that believes in evil gods to breed here. This is a time bomb that will explode at no time.

Nick said: "We will report the situation to the Archbishop to obtain the necessary supplies. What are you going to use these two rat men for? Why don't you just kill them?"

He was a little puzzled by the behavior of his companions in capturing prisoners. According to his opinion, it was best to kill this creature with infectious toxins on the spot.

"We have to test the rat-men's tolerance. These things have not been included in the church's information. We don't know how they differ from other flesh-and-blood creatures. If they are not afraid of the poisonous smoke produced by burning red phosphorus, We have to find another way.”

Crown explained, he thought for a while and then said:

"When reporting to the Archbishop, ask him to send some more high-level troops. These rat men will probably have other access routes."

Rat people have considerable intelligence and a simple social structure, so they cannot be treated as beasts.

It is not difficult for them to dig out several secret passages to make entrances.

If they can't accomplish their feat in one battle, they will have to be wary of these evil rat men every day in the future.

Nick nodded and said: "I understand, the matter has been almost settled. I will go back tomorrow, and the airship will be here tomorrow.

You said that Del and the others are scheduled to come at the end of the month. Do you have any instructions? "

"It's the end of the month."

Crown sighed and continued: "There is no special instructions. Inform Del that they will arrange a new mansion, and also ask the butler to build an arsenal and a blacksmith shop."

The new parish did not form its own team of blacksmiths, so the soldiers' equipment was purchased from him, which was regarded as a business gift to him.

Of course, the price of his shipments must also be favorable, but this is also what it should be.

After the mining area resumes production, he will leave here to take charge of the daily work of the blacksmith shop. He has notified Del to recruit a group of blacksmiths and arsenal staff.

That night, Crown found some red phosphorus, put the two rat men into a sealed space, and conducted an in vivo experiment.

At first, the rat man coughed violently, and after about twenty minutes of struggling, there was gradually no movement in the space.

After later testing, it was found that these ratmen were also unable to tolerate poisonous smoke, but their resistance to poisonous smoke was much greater than that of ordinary creatures, so they needed to prepare more red phosphorus.

. . . .

Three days later, in the early morning, the mining castle ushered in a large force transporting supplies.

Crown stood at the door to greet him. Nick walked up and said:

“The Archbishop took our information very seriously after receiving it, and once again sent two hundred second-level extraordinary troops to assist us.

Let me introduce to you, this is the commander of this reinforcement force, His Excellency Tula Baiyang. "

Tula is of medium height and slim build, with blond hair, wheat-colored skin, and a face as sharp as an axe. There is a long and narrow scar on the eyebrow bone of his right eye. He is the new bishop of the Daniel faction.

He bowed slightly and greeted: "Sir Crown, to be serious, I met you once a long time ago."

He has an extraordinary memory and a photographic memory. He can clearly remember the face of someone he has met once.

Crown returned the salute and asked with a smile: "I wonder when did you see me?"

He only remembered that he had met the other party at the bishops' conference. With the other party's recognition, he would not have been unimpressed if he had seen him.

"About a year ago, I had the honor to see you practice a unique sword skill at the Holy Grail of Fire at No. 36 Rose Street."

Tula said with a smile. At that time, he still scorned that kind of sword skill, but he didn't expect that the person who practiced the sword skill would become a bishop before him.

Crown suddenly understood that the sword skill the other party was talking about was Blade Storm, but this kind of sword skill was of little use in battles of the same level, and the other party would not think highly of it.

Nick had already explained the situation of the ratmen to the reinforcements on the way here. They chatted for a while and then set off directly to the mine.

The three men each led a troop, carrying a large amount of flammable materials and hoarding them in the mines. By the way, they placed a large number of timed fire-starting equipment in each mine.

At the same time, a large number of ventilation equipment was deployed to deliver fresh air directly to the bottom of the mine to ensure long-term burning of white phosphorus.

The masons also built a stone wall more than three meters thick at the entrance of the cave, leaving only a hole as big as a person's head, which they would plug when thick smoke could be seen.

They are not afraid of the red phosphorus being removed by the ratmen because the amount of preparation is sufficient.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, large amounts of red phosphorus were accumulated in all five mines.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, all the timers ignited the red phosphorus. In just ten minutes, the smoke had reached the ground.

Dozens of flying strange objects are patrolling the nearby mountains, and several elite troops are scattered in the mountains to ensure that they find the secret passages dug by the ratmen as soon as possible to snipe the enemy.

As long as you see smoke rising from somewhere, you can determine whether there are passages and how many there are.

Crown released Fujin. The crow flew faster than the flying strange object, and was more intelligent.

Ten minutes later, Fujin flew back and reported the situation to his owner.

A total of two passages were found in the mountain, both of which were quite hidden. One passage was relatively close to him.

Crown ordered: "Watt, you keep an eye here for now. I asked Fujin to stay here and report to me immediately if there is any situation."

The stone wall at the entrance of the cave is more than three meters thick. Even if a rat man ran to the ground, he would have been inhaling the smoke for a long time and would probably not have the strength to dig through the stone wall.

After giving the explanation, Crown quickly ran towards the target area.

With his current physical fitness, he could run at a speed comparable to that of a cheetah, and he reached his destination in less than ten minutes.

A troop led by Tula is already at the scene and is struggling to intercept and kill the fleeing ratmen.