The Unspeakable Diary

"Found it, Xinbiao, Tavel, didn't you say before that there was something you wanted to spy on?"

After breaking into the laboratory, Yu Yi glanced at the steel husky behind him. The husky moved its body, and a piece of debris was scraped off from Xinbiao's body. Then it unfolded the debris and threw it on the ground. As a burst of indescribable syllables and words came out of the dog's mouth, a strange picture gradually appeared in front of the man and the dog. It was a world shrouded in darkness, like the interior of a dilapidated church. Looking at this scene, Yu Yi was startled, as if it was a cult ritual.

In the picture, blood kept dripping on the ground, making a ticking sound. A young man was tied to a wooden stake. He looked expressionlessly at the people standing in front of him wearing white masks.

"What day is it today?"

"13th, what's wrong?"

"Haa~ Let's finish it quickly. I'm still waiting to go back to study the bloody documents."

They wore black robes, holding pocket watches and checking them from time to time while talking in a low voice. One of them even yawned, obviously impatient.

Human screams were heard outside the dark church, and the man in the red robe hurried out and pushed open the door. The young man saw through the crack of the door a mass of jelly-like substances twisting on the ground. The air was filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of something rotting, perhaps from the jelly-like creature. But compared to that, what made the young man more concerned were the piles of corpses on the ground. It was obvious that this group of people had done this kind of thing for a long time, and he was probably the next sacrifice.

"Shoggoth! How many times have I told you! I asked you to guard the entrance! Not to eat the guards!" The red-robed man's voice came from outside the door: "This is the 13th time this month! If this continues, we will not have enough manpower!"

"It's obviously not enough, so I said not to summon those disobedient jellies. It's a waste. No one will come to this broken place at all."

Listening to the frustrated voice outside, the robed man holding a dagger talked to his companion in a low voice.

After a while, the red-robed man walked in from outside and closed the door of the church. After losing the moonlight, the house fell into darkness again, and the dim candlelight was not enough to illuminate the place.

"Bishop, are you sure it's this month? We have failed twelve times."

There were exactly twelve corpses on the ground. The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and it seemed that he would become the thirteenth corpse.

"You are questioning my stargazing! It must be this month!"

The red-robed man was very angry about his subordinates' doubts, but several of his black-robed men looked as if they were used to it. Obviously, they had experienced such things countless times.

"This is the 374th time I have heard this sentence." A black-robed man said in a low voice.

"Bullshit! If we hadn't made a mistake in the sacrifice before, we would have invited our god here long ago!"

"It's because there is a problem with the translator you invited... By the way, where is the translator?"

As he said, a black-robed man looked around, and it seemed that he didn't see any familiar faces among the corpses on the ground.

"It's in the mouth of the Shoggoth now. If you go now, you can see an arm or something." The red-robed man looked at the black-robed man unhappily, then lowered his head to look at the pocket watch in his hand, as if he was counting the time silently.

"Wow! You actually let the guy who translated Nightmare into Night Devil and caused us heavy losses as a guard?!"

"Although he made mistakes, his will is the same as ours. Besides, those small fry are lost, and they will come back soon. It doesn't matter."

The red-robed man thought it was not a big deal.

"It doesn't matter?! That guy dared to come out and make a fool of himself by translating documents with his half-baked Latin. He actually translated Nightmare into Night Devil. Well, we fought more than fifty battles of at least medium scale with the Chaos Cult to get the Shining Trioctahedron back from the ruins of the Black Pharaoh, and then I lost count of the number of cannon fodders who died before we got the skull of the Night Devil! And this has wasted seventy years of our time! And then nothing happened when summoning! It took another thirty years to figure out that it was the skull of the Nightmare. The bone is not the skull of the Night Demon! We offended the Lord of the Fantasy Dreamland for that skull, you know! This time, the Night Demon that we risked our lives to bring out from the Fantasy Dreamland caused us to lose a group of people! Just because of a translation error! Oh! It's not a translation error! Damn, he just thought that Night Demon sounded better than Night Dire and changed the word! "

It would be better if he didn't say it. Once he said it, the group of people got angry. If it weren't for the translation problem, they wouldn't have suffered so many losses and offended so many people, and offended the Lord of the Fantasy Dreamland! It's not worth the loss!

The young man tied to the stake felt like he was listening to a heavenly book. What Night Demon, Night Dire, trioctahedron, etc., he didn't understand at all. Although the other party spoke Chinese, it was standard Mandarin, and the young man could understand every word, but when they were combined, the young man was at a loss. He really didn't understand it at all.

"That's why I said to promote English. You scumbags don't study English well and insist on translating it into Chinese. It's understandable that you would confuse "魔" with "夜".

The red-robed man completely ignored the angry men, still staring at the pocket watch in his hand, then looked up at the young man and said: "Why is the sacrifice so quiet this time? Did you take a tranquilizer?"

The other black-robed men looked at the young man and said: "No, it's original, no additives, after all, it's a sacrifice to my god."

"That shouldn't be the case. All the previous sacrifices were dying, why is this guy so quiet?"

The young man glared at him silently, if you have the guts to take the stinky socks off my mouth, I will scold you to death!

If it weren't for the fact that struggling would cause the wound on his body to split open and the blade inserted deeper into his body, the young man would definitely struggle. After all, it would be too undignified to be tied to a stake like a dead pig. However, his consciousness was also telling the young man not to act rashly. The more he struggled, the more blood he would bleed. Although he would not die of bleeding, the hexagram made of his own blood on the ground did not think so.

"Forget it, forget about him, time's up! Let's start!"

When the red-robed man confirmed the start of the ceremony, the church became quiet, and the roof of the church suddenly opened, and the stones disguised as stones stretched out. Two black-robed men stepped forward, one holding a dagger, and cut the blood vessels on the young man's arm, causing the bleeding to increase immediately. The blood flowed to the ground, staining the non-human skull blood red. The red-robed man opened a thick book in front of him, and he was muttering something, and the syllables that the young man could not understand at all came out of his mouth.

"By the way, what is the name of the sacrifice?"

Suddenly, the red-robed man stopped, and a black-robed man behind him took out his mobile phone, opened it, checked it and said: "The name of the sacrifice is Bai Feng, male, 21 years old this year, college student, heavy online game enthusiast, parents are alive, single dog, ID number is."

"I'm not here to check the household registration!"

After sending his men away, the red-robed man continued to chant: "Great Revealer of the Veil, we will offer the sacrifice Bai Feng... hope my god will enjoy it."

When the ceremony stopped, the red-robed man looked up at the sky, as if nothing had happened. Several black-robed men under his command looked at each other and shrugged. This kind of thing is no longer surprising. After all, hasn't it been like this for more than a hundred years? One of them also took out his mobile phone and silently sent a QQ message, as if to inform his men that the sacrifice failed.

"Ha, it's time to pack up, we'll see you tomorrow!" Just as the red-robed man was discouraged, a white light suddenly appeared in the sky, and it fell straight towards the church.

"That shining light that fell from the sky!! It's holy light!!! Success!! My God heard our prayers!!!"

When the shining white light appeared, the whole church shook, not only inside the church, but also the believers outside the church were shocked. The uncertain mass guarding the door also shrank its body under the illumination of the white light, and returned to the dark corner and trembled.

The white light landed in the church, and it seemed very close to the young man, but it felt very far away from him. Several summoners were illuminated by the white light and disappeared directly from the spot, without any signs of life. The clothes and props on their bodies all fell to the ground, and only the people were gone.

The shining light illuminated the church. The wooden stakes that tied Bai Feng and the long nails that nailed him disappeared. He fell to the ground, feeling dizzy from losing too much blood. He looked up at the white light in front of him. In the white light, he seemed to see a huge cylinder, but the cylinder was hollow... Bai Feng felt unnaturally that there seemed to be many shining eyes between the cylinders, but no matter which direction he looked at it from, Bai Feng could only see the space between the many cylinders. It seemed that this was an existence with only inner qualities but no outer qualities... However, the more he looked at the other party, the more Bai Feng felt trembling. Even though he was on the verge of death, he could still feel the fear, and the coldness gradually climbed up his spine.

"Is there only one summoner? Or is he offering himself as a sacrifice? What an excellent person! Then, choose, the existence that I summoned, I give you the right to choose, is it the eyes that see through the future and the past, or the power to freely travel to another world through the barriers of the world?"

In the chaos, an irresistible tremor echoed. It was obviously just a simple tone, but it could interpret the other party's meaning. There is no doubt that this is a supernatural existence. There is no reason for fear. Bai Feng couldn't speak, he couldn't even open his mouth, but he knew that if he didn't do something, he would really die here.

Please...you...collect_6Ⅰ9ⅠBookⅠBar (Six\\\\\\Nine\\\\\\Book\\\\\\Bar!)

He used all his strength to slowly extend his arm towards the depths of the white light, making a grabbing gesture, but because the blood vessels were cut off, Bai Feng had no ability to clench his palms. In the end, with such regrets, he fell into infinite darkness.

"What a pity, it seems you didn't make a choice?"

The many eyes on Bai Guang's body seemed to notice the glowing object on the ground. It was a mobile phone, and on the phone was obviously a QQ group. A picture appeared in front of Bai Guang. It was an old man wearing a bowler hat making a claw gesture.

[I want them all! ]

"It's not like you can't give a reward for carrying out the ceremony to this extent."

When the white light was silent, the picture on the phone changed. It was obvious that someone was competing for the picture. The same picture had a different line of text underneath.

【You and I want it too! 】

"..Being too greedy is not a good thing.."

The picture gradually dimmed, and then the whole world turned into nothingness.

"That was Daolos just now?"

The young man held his chin with one hand and looked thoughtfully at the scene that had disappeared.

"It's Daolos. That guy has been summoned directly since he came to this world. The scene here has nothing to do with Daolos. Are you at ease now?"

The steely husky slowly exhaled white gas, temporarily comforting the person who should be regarded as his friend, because the other person is an alien god. For such an existence, unless he personally confirms that the other person has really left, Yu Yi really can't rest assured.

"Then there won't be any problems here at all."

He raised his head and looked at the trembling beacon huddled in the corner. Oh, if that guy could be anthropomorphic, he would definitely make such a gesture, because this was not the first time Yu Yi blew up the beacon.

【hateful! What did I do wrong! Why are you there every time? 】

The voice of the beacon that Tavel was temporarily using as a medium to observe Daolos came in his mind. A faint sarcastic smile appeared on Yu Yi's face and he said: "Do you know what type of world this world is?"

【What? 】

"It's not the world of Dead Space anyway." Although Beacon seemed confused, Tavel answered Yu Yi's words.

Yu Yi stretched out his head and said, a short distance away from the beacon: "It's JOJO."

The detonator in his hand was pressed down instantly, and the beacon was enveloped in a powerful high temperature in an instant. It was originally an explosion, but it was blocked by a transparent protective shield. The flames rolled in the barrier and pointed directly at the beacon. It was burned to the ground, not even a residue was left.

"How do you say this joke?"

After confirming the death of the beacon and the departure of Daolos, Tavel was in a very good mood. Although Yug had said it at the beginning, seeing this is still believing.

"This is a world used to compose the hymn of human courage. It is not the home of monsters like them."