"Why are you so kind to tell me these things?" Zhang Heng asked in a deep voice.
"Because since you did not step into my trap, and neither of us is sure that we can defeat each other now, negotiation is the only option for us to resolve our differences," Nyarlathotep said. Nyarlathotep said. "Before we begin our conversation, I need to help you understand your current situation."
The monster in the black fog paused for a moment before continuing. "Over the years, those fanatics and minions have never given up looking for you, but Kronos, that old fox, is not easy to deal with. He has been hiding you well, placing you in China, that desert of faith. Due to some well-known reasons, that place is unfriendly to all gods, and the conversion rate of faith obtained is appallingly low. Until the start of this round of the game, very few gods have turned their eyes to that place.
"But about a year ago, Kronos took the initiative to find a … servant of the master of the city under the ice. He revealed your situation to the servant, and promised to help the servant cultivate you into a perfect vessel for the master of the city under the ice to escape. In exchange for the servant's friendship, the news about you began to spread quickly among those fanatics and spawns. I believe you have met some of them."
Zhang Heng thought of the hazy seaside town, the half-man, half-fish and frog monsters in the town, and the guys he met on Yonaguni Island. Each of them looked at him with longing in their eyes. It was only then that Zhang Heng realized that their longing was not directed at him. What they really desired was actually the thing that used him as a vessel. "They have found you.
"They have found you, and once they realize that you have completely lost your feelings, they will happily surround you to accept their arrival, whether you like it or not. On the other hand, Kronos, that old guy, is obviously also making his own plans. Friendship is just a lie. Kronos is not a fool. He will know that the master of the city under the ice will not have any good feelings for him just because he helped him. So he must have other intentions for you. As for the other gods …
"No one will welcome the arrival of a madman, not to mention that the madman is extremely powerful, and he wants to bring fear and destruction to the world. They may not have any special hatred for you, but killing you is the easiest way to stop that guy from escaping the seal. If you are one of them, what do you think they will choose?"
The monster in the black fog chuckled and continued to help Zhang Heng analyze with his fingers. "I have said so much, and I believe you can also understand how bad your situation is now. Although I always feel that the phrase 'the world's enemy' is a little silly, I have to admit that it is the most suitable word to describe you now. Although you may feel a little unwilling, you still walked into this desperate situation unknowingly."
"What about you?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically. "What do you want from me?"
"You are a smart man, and I always like to be straightforward with smart people. Of course, I don't have any good intentions for you," Nyarlathotep admitted readily, but then he continued, "But as I said before, our interests in some things … are the same. You don't want the arrival to happen, and I don't want the guy in the city under the ice to come out and completely steal my boss's position. We have the same goal in this regard."
"What will happen to me if the arrival happens?"
"That's a good question. Of course, your body won't have any trouble because it was originally nurtured as a vessel. As for your soul, it might be considered strong among ordinary people, but against the powerful spirit of the master of the city under the ice, it will still be mercilessly crushed and devoured, disappearing from this world forever. And now, I may be the only person who is willing and able to protect you. "
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows. "How are you going to protect me?"
After that, the room fell into silence again. After a while, Nyarlathotep spoke again, "Don't shoot first."
After he finished speaking, a claw slowly stretched out from behind the door, holding a bloody bone. "This is my second spine. As long as you install this spine into your body, it can help you resist the mental invasion of that guy after the arrival ritual begins. I can't guarantee that it will work. After all, that guy is too strong now, stronger than all of us combined. But this time, I have the first impression. So the success rate is … about fifty-fifty. But it's worth the gamble, isn't it?
"In fact, when you pretended to be unconscious, I was busy with this thing. If you didn't interrupt me, I would have finished it. Don't worry. Although I need to cut your neck in the process, I will stitch it up after that. I guarantee that it will be as good as new. Even Kronos won't be able to tell. Speaking of which, I've put in a lot of effort for you this time. Although in theory, my body can be regenerated, and the parts that you hit with the sniper rifle can repair themselves, some key parts can't be easily replicated. Take my second spine for example. Now that I've lost it, I've lost it. "
Zhang Heng stood in the yard, silently listening to Nyarlathotep's words. He did not answer immediately.
The monster in the black fog was not in a hurry either. He seemed to be certain that Zhang Heng would not refuse. Just like what he said, the young man in front of him did not have many choices from the moment he was born into this world.
Zhang Heng's life had long been arranged by someone else. Whether it was the fanatics, Kronos, Hydra, or himself, everyone who approached this young man had their own ulterior motives. For various reasons, they wantonly manipulated and changed Zhang Heng's life.
None of them were ordinary people, and they all had different goals. At the same time, they all treated Zhang Heng as a tool to achieve their goals.
And a tool had no right to resist.
Take Nyarlathotep for example. It seemed that he had provided Zhang Heng with the right to choose, but he knew that the young man in front of him could not refuse his proposal.
There was no way to refuse his suggestion, because as long as he didn't want the master of the city under the ice to complete his descent, he could only choose to cooperate with him. Even if he knew that this was a poison coated with honey, he could only frown and swallow it.
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