The Endless Shuttle

For some reason, Norman had a strange feeling.

My usually gentle daughter has a strange courage at this moment, which makes her words very credible.

Seeing that her father had stopped panicking, Senna also took a short breath.

"I'll tell you the details later. For now, at least for now, please listen to my daughter's advice."

She tugged at her father and said sincerely.

"Some kind of unpredictable changes are taking place in this small town. It may sound absurd to you, but please take brother Leiwen, mother and sister-in-law and leave this town immediately. The farther you go, the better. Don't come back for a month."

Scenes and situations that are out of place and out of line with everyday life.

He really wanted to ask unreasonably, "What's going on? Tell me now!" Sena's next sentence interrupted his train of thought.

"By the way, where's the mother?" She asked.

"...in the upstairs kitchen, I'm probably cooking with headphones on." Norman said uncertainly.

Logically speaking, Vivian should have come down after such a big commotion, but so far he hasn't heard the sound of his wife pushing open the kitchen door.

"I'll go up and have a look, and call her down by the way."

Norman slapped his legs and stood up, ready to go upstairs.

"No, Dad." Sena bit her lips, without even changing her clothes, and forced her tired body to exercise again.

"I'll go with you."

There was a dull pain between her brows, as if she had just faced a monster who called herself the "Wind God", but the pain was much lighter than facing Hastur.

—— Senna has a bad feeling.

The stairs at home have been walked tens of thousands of times since I was a child. It should be a scene that can be explored with closed eyes, but in Senna's eyes, there is an indescribable strangeness.

The space is crooked and indescribable——

The wooden steps seemed to have just been soaked with a lot of water, and the wooden boards formed an arc and bulged slightly.

There was a dampness in the air from above that made Norman and Senna almost think they were at the seaside.

"Is the house... so wet?"

Sena asked with trembling lips, the anxiety in her heart was almost completely shown on her face.

"I guess your mother didn't turn off the humidifier. Avosta is still very dry in winter."

Speaking of words that he didn't even believe, Norman also realized that something was wrong.

Came to the second floor.

It was almost certain that the air was coming from the kitchen. And because of the closeness, there is an inexplicable fishy smell along with the water vapor.

Pushing open the covered door of the kitchen, both Senna and Norman were stunned by the scene inside.

The kitchen is still the original kitchen, but a monster beyond reality is lying in the place that originally belonged to Senna's mother.

Dull green scales, whitish belly, huge, protruding eyeballs, and a head almost identical to that of a fish. It made a sharp hissing sound with its foul-smelling saliva, and gnawed at the raw meat churning out of the refrigerator. Just looking at that absurd scene made people chill.

Soaked in mystery, Senna, who is not stupid herself, contacted what Kesma had done before, and understood the whole story in an instant.

He finally knew the truth about the "corruption ritual" that his master said.

The pupils dilated, and the corners of the eyes, which were obviously dry from crying because of the murder, fell again.

"Xma!!!"

Like a cuckoo weeping blood, she growled in grief.

——That was Senna's mother.

PS: Prepare for blackening, Loki enters the next chapter.

Chapter 168 Fog

The deep diver is probably the only monster in the Cthulhu mythology that can be transformed from ordinary humans.

Of course, it doesn't mean that other monsters cannot be transformed. For mystics who seek taboos, as long as the sacrifices offered to those unnamed existences are enough to satisfy them, the evil gods will not be stingy with rewards—except for some creatures that are too against the sky, such as the stars, the sky, and the sky. Ghosts, Tindalos hounds, giant worms and other high-ranking races.

But that's only for powerful mystics.

Ordinary human beings, housewives like Vivian, let alone mysterious, even exist in the watch world as dispensable. It can be seen from Kesma's "corruption ritual" that can turn such garbage into Cthulhu's family.

No matter how sad Sena felt in her heart and how miserable her cry was, her mother who had lost her human consciousness would not care about this.

She raised her head, her big fish eyes were full of greedy appetite.

"Oh, oh, God, God—"

Norman tore his hair, unable to accept that his wife, who had been in love with him, would turn into such a monster.

But the monster was wearing Vivian's clothes. There was no one else in the kitchen, and deceitful self-denial was impossible even if it wanted to.

"hiss--"

The deep diver let out a deep roar, and her degenerated hands and feet were pressed down, making a posture of flying to prey.

Fortunately, the mental erosion carried by this low-level creature is not as strong as that of the big guys, so Norman still has time to react with his pitiful sanity.

Even though his heart was grieving and panicking, but thinking that his daughter was still by his side, Norman acted as if his adrenaline surged. He immediately judged the situation and did what all fathers would do at this time.

He temporarily put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, kicked the kitchen door, hugged Senna who was absent-minded in both arms, and ran back, trying to get out of this cursed room as soon as possible.

"Damn it, wake up from the nightmare..."

Norman cursed profusely.

But before he reached the stairs, the fragile door panel of the kitchen was violently smashed open by a scaly claw, and the flying sawdust even pierced into the concrete wall.

Although the deep divers will become weaker when they leave the water, it does not mean that they will be cowardly enough to be blocked by human buildings.

Like a gecko, she quickly walked on the wall, and in just two short moments, she was lying on the stairs again, her sharp teeth with fangs slightly opened, as if silently mocking the tiny will of human beings to survive.

Ruined!

Norman didn't dare to move, his eyes quickly glanced under the handrail of the stairs.

There is a sofa there, as well as Raven Artem who is still in a coma, if Senna is thrown from this height, there will be no problem.