My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

At midnight, Crown quietly returned to the bedroom.

"You've barely had any rest these days, are you working so hard?"

Elisa's resentful voice sounded. Ever since the incident in Lordaeron, her husband rarely came back at night.

Even if I come back to rest, I will leave after sleeping for an hour or two at most.

Kroun sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch his wife's face, and sighed slightly:

"I couldn't stop because my spiritual sense warned me."

He hasn't told anyone this information yet, just because he's afraid of causing unnecessary panic.

Eliza sat up suddenly and widened her eyes:

"Warning?!"

In the world of extraordinary beings, the omens transmitted by spiritual senses are very effective and will inevitably attract great attention.

The husband is already an extraordinary creature of the eighth level. The danger that can threaten the other party is the end of the world for others.

"Yes, there were warnings a few months ago, but the danger is not high.

I couldn't detect the source of the danger, so I wanted to be more prepared.

But you don’t need to worry. I feel a warning every three or five days, but recently the sense of danger has become weaker and weaker.

It means that my current efforts are paying off, and I will definitely be able to protect you and Shattrath. "

Every time he made progress in the Golden Light Curse, the sense of danger became less intense. He enjoyed the feeling of continuous growth.

Eliza breathed a long sigh of relief, and her anxious heart slowly calmed down:

"How can we help you?"

The entire Ming Cult didn't seem to have much support for her husband. After the evil god appeared, he was always killed by her husband single-handedly. The church only played a small role, which made her feel very guilty.

“You have done a great job and are helping me more and more.

The church is on the right track. In fact, seriously speaking, if the integration of the two worlds can be delayed for ten to twenty years, maybe we won't have to fear the coming of the evil gods. "

If there is such a long buffer, Kroun is sure to kill all the evil gods who have resurrected in the material world.

At that time, a series of plans of the church will also come to fruition, and each city will be able to cope with the violent impact of the law.

He leaned down, put his mouth next to his wife's ear, and whispered:

"I have a crazy plan that requires the cooperation of a sixth-level transcendent.

You must work hard to improve your strength. You can use various spiritual medicines at will to increase your life source and soul strength to the peak of the sixth level as quickly as possible. "

Research on restoring the Holy Crystal into a non-directional power of faith is also ongoing. At that time, he will need people with suitable conditions to cooperate in experiments to try to see if he can 'create gods'.

If we can, the material world will usher in a new era.

The voice she spoke was so soft, but it was like thunder in Eliza's ears.

The crazy plan required the cooperation of a sixth-level transcendent. These two key points allowed her to vaguely understand her husband's plan, and her voice trembled slightly with excitement:

"You, you have mastered a way to achieve Stigma Gold?!"

"I just have a basic idea, but it is still far from being realized. You should not reveal this to the outside world."

Crown paused and asked again:

"How's Charles doing?"

"It's good, he's growing steadily and quickly.

The spiritual concentration of the world is further increasing, and Charles' life origin is close to the third level peak. "

As the only bloodline of the gods, Charles also shoulders the 'important task' of spreading the bloodline. The number of the Golden Family cannot be too small, otherwise it is likely to be annihilated in the long river of time.

The Lidayat Mountains are located at the junction of the Arathi Kingdom and the Namiya Kingdom. The mountains are steep and rolling, and there are countless dense forest valleys.

The environment inside is harsh. One second it feels sweltering, as if you are in a volcanic hot spring. The next moment there is lightning, thunder, howling wind, and bone-cold rain falling.

The hinterland of the mountains is filled with thick fog all year round and has always been an inaccessible place. Now the combination of thick fog and gray fog seems to have turned into a desert.

On the outskirts of the mountain range, an elite team of extraordinary beings from the Church of the Sun God were taking shelter from the rain in a cave. There were ten members, all of silver rank.

The original owner of the cave was a black bear with pustules all over its body and no hair. Now its dead body was thrown ten meters outside the cave entrance.

Korovia Karl looked at the pouring rain outside with an ugly expression, her eyebrows furrowed.

Behind him, the flames of the campfire danced, and other team members were baking clothes and talking softly.

"Captain, my clothes have been dried. You can go and dry them."

The little Raul came over and said softly.

Korovia nodded, sighed softly, took off his leather armor and took off his single clothes, revealing his scarred and strong body. Wearing heavy metal armor when performing tasks in the mountains and forests seemed too cumbersome.

The church lost contact with several outposts in the mountains a few days ago, and they and several other teams were ordered to investigate.

Their team discovered the traces left by the enemy's retreat. Because time was urgent, they sent out carrier pigeons to report the situation and immediately pursued them.

The situation in the mountains is too complicated, and now it's raining heavily, and their clues may be cut off.

"Captain, what are the outposts guarding against?"

A strong man with a beard asked, "Now that the outside world is filled with gray fog, everyone can't wait to huddle in the city. The outpost is in a remote location and is not worth staying at, unless there is other important significance."

Korovia was silent for a while and said:

“Mountain people live in almost all mountains. These people have lived in the mountains for generations and have little contact with the outside world.

The Holy War broke out tens of thousands of years ago, and a large number of evil gods invaded our world. "

"Those ignorant mountain people did not have the protection of a powerful god, so they were easily bewitched by the evil god and turned into believers.

That holy war ended in human victory, and the remaining cultists returned to the mountains.

The purpose of the outpost is to alert the cultists of their movements. "

As a fifth-level priest, Korovia knows much more than the rest of the team. Now traces of the evil god's minions have reappeared in several mountains within the church's jurisdiction. This is not a good sign.

"Captain, what is our mission?"

Big Beard asked, this mission is actually involved with cultists, so things are very difficult. Those madmen who believe in evil gods are more difficult to deal with than the monsters and evil spirits in the gray fog.

The Lidayat Mountains have always been a restricted area for humans. It is said that no one has ever come out alive from the core area.

“Our mission is to locate the cultists’ activity areas as much as possible and provide intelligence for the church’s follow-up plans.

This rain has greatly hindered our actions. Let's see if we can still find the traces left by the cultists after the rain stops.

If all traces are covered, we will temporarily withdraw from the mountains and wait for the Archbishop's orders. "

The other members of the team breathed a sigh of relief. It felt too uncomfortable to trek through the gray fog. They always felt that there were a few pairs of eyes staring at them not far away. This feeling became stronger as they went deeper into the mountains.

The bearded man smiled and said: "I'm very curious about what state these cultists are in now. It feels like they are burning charcoal."

The outpost was consumed by flames and they saw a pair of huge footprints.

These footprints look like the soles of human feet twice enlarged. Without shoes, the shapes of dead leaves burned by fire can be clearly seen.

"Cultists show different physical characteristics because of the different evil gods they believe in. It is said that those humans who believe in the Lord of R'lyeh have gills on their faces, and some humans believe in the evil god who looks like a tree demon, and branches will grow from their bodies. "

The team members were chatting, and the rain outside gradually stopped. Korovia put on dry clothes and leather armor and stood up:

"Guys, let's go."

They lit special torches one after another and walked out of the cave. The dense gray fog seemed to be afraid of the light of the torches, and they retreated to reveal a gap of about ten meters in radius.

"Captain, the enemy's traces have not been erased by the heavy rain, they can still be seen."

Raul exclaimed as a puddle appeared under his feet, and burnt leaves could be seen.

Korovia took a few more steps and walked over. After careful inspection, he followed the direction of the footprints and found the next footprint.

He pondered for a while, took out his pocket watch, looked at it and said:

"Continue to track forward and retreat after four hours regardless of whether there is any progress."

For the safety of the team members, it was not advisable to go too deep into this dangerous place. After another four hours of tracking, the scheduled task was exceeded.

It is too disadvantageous to fight in a place where cultists have lived for generations. It is not too late to wait until the enemy comes out of the mountains before making plans.

"As ordered," the bearded man also took out his pocket watch and took a look.

The team continued forward, following the tracks left by the enemy through the vast mountains and forests.

About the past two hours or so, Korovia heard something vaguely.

After walking forward for a few more minutes, he immediately stopped and shouted:

"Brace yourself, we are not far from the enemy. Put out the torches."

He heard the rough beating of drums, mixed with crazy shouts.

After the torch was extinguished, gray mist immediately filled the air and clung to the person's body.

The team members used breathing techniques or holy power to drive away the gray fog by more than ten centimeters.

As Silver-level extraordinary beings, their field of vision can remain four to five meters in the gray fog, and they can barely march.

The drum beat became faster and faster, and the shouts gathered into a whole and reached the ears.

"Hehe, hehe" the voice was louder and louder than before.

Korovia walked ahead cautiously, and he saw the gray mist taking on a scarlet color, just like it did when the red moon came.

He found that the gray fog was getting lighter and lighter, and finally entered a land where there was no gray fog at all. The fire below the mountains was soaring into the sky, and the fanatical shouts were deafening.

Korovia stopped, gestured to the team members behind him, and then he began to crawl forward.

Quietly, he stuck his head out and looked down at the small valley. Inside, he saw hundreds of tall, naked humans twisting around a bonfire, screaming in a language he didn't understand.

I don’t know what was added to the bonfire. There was obviously not much fuelwood, but the flames could shoot out to a height of more than ten meters, and they could disperse such a large area of ​​gray fog.

In addition, there were several humanoid creatures covered in pitch black and burning with flames, beating the giant white drums hard. The amazing thing was that these drums were also burning with blazing flames but did not affect the sound at all.

These flame men are five or six meters tall, and the drumsticks they hold are huge bone clubs.

The other team members also climbed up and stuck their heads out to look at the group of primitive people.

A flame man who was not playing a drum raised his arms, and the crazy drumming and fanatical shouting came to an abrupt end.

The transition between extreme hustle and bustle and extreme silence was so abrupt, which made Corovia and others feel very uncomfortable.

The suspected leader, the Flame Man, turned his back to everyone and opened his arms to the bonfire, and started singing with a crazy smoky voice.

It spoke Hermetic this time, and Colovia understood the content.

"Although gone but not forgotten, Cthugya, who waited for the North Fomalhaut, we promise you death!

Burn this unclean world with flames, and let all things be reborn in the flames!

Come on! Cthugya!"

It is a ritual to summon the evil god, what should I do?

Korovya's pupils shrank suddenly. He wanted to rush down to stop the cultists' crazy behavior, but he gave up immediately after carefully feeling the cultists' breath.

"Go, leave quickly."

Since it is impossible to stop it, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. It is better to report to the church as soon as possible.

The flame man continued to pray for the coming of the evil god with an aria. The Korovya team moved through the mountains and forests vigorously. They were well-trained and tried their best to avoid making loud noises.

After the flame man finished chanting three times, he let out a loud roar. The other flame men beat the flame drum again desperately, and the shouts of other cultists followed.

There was no wind, but the bonfire was swinging wildly, as if it was pregnant with something.

Suddenly, the swaying of the bonfire stopped for a moment, and then the flames surged, leaping thirty or forty meters high.

The bonfire went out, and the flames floated in the air and gathered into a huge fireball, shining much brighter than the previous blazing light.

It seemed as if a small sun rose in the valley, and thousands of small light balls gathered around the fireball, like orbiting satellites.

The obscure spiritual fluctuations emitted by the fireball filled the valley, and the flames on those firemen were even stronger. Those ordinary cultists ignited similar flames, and their joyful howls resounded through the valley.

The bodies of these people grew in the flames, and their bodies became larger and larger, and finally they also grew to five or six meters tall.

Then, everything in the valley was ignited, and soon it became a land of lava.

Ten small light balls flew down from the fireball, and Cthugya's spiritual fluctuations were instilled into the minds of all the firemen:

'My people, just now some pagans have spied on this sacred land, follow my messenger to capture them and bring them back, and let them sacrifice to me. ’

It sensed the faint breath left by Corovia and others, which reminded it of the distant memories of the last era.

Apollo, are they your believers? Their souls will belong to me now.

It was once summoned here by believers, and the believers had a fierce battle with the Church of the Sun God.

Later, there was a war of gods, and Apollo personally went to the battlefield.

Unfortunately, it only descended on a few projections in this world. Except for one projection that was able to return to its original body, the other projections were all killed by the Sun God.

One hundred flame men followed the floating ball of light and rushed out, bloodthirsty and crazy howling one after another.