Holding the completely twisted and shattered flesh and blood in his hand.
Ling Ping'an slowly floated in front of a bronze cauldron.
Under the cauldron was a strange creature whose flesh and blood had already festered and could not be seen as a human.
Bony spikes grew out of his body.
It was filled with a stench and decay.
In its body, there was a burning flame.
That was its true spirit!
After countless years, the true spirit that had survived until now.
"It can't live either!" Ling Ping'an said.
This true spirit was just a remnant spirit.
Its main body and body had been dead for countless years.
In other words, this strange creature was just a ball of obsession of a guy who had died many years ago. It was a stitched monster mixed with many other things.
"Hmm?" Ling Ping'an was about to turn around and leave.
Because this thing was already hopeless.
But he suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look back.
"Interesting!" He suddenly laughed and reached out to grab the ball of flame.
He discovered a strange thing. Logically speaking, things like this that were born from the fusion of obsession and other things after death were all crazy, chaotic, and distorted.
But this monster was different.
It actually had reason and knew how to cooperate.
Moreover, it still remembered its past!
This was too extraordinary!
Ling Ping'an already knew how a monster like the great old ones was born from natural conditions.
First of all, to be born as a great old one, it needed a broken world.
Secondly, it needed countless souls twisted by pain.
Finally, it needed a little timing.
The first generation of great old ones were basically born from broken worlds and divine kingdoms that were on the verge of collapse.
In theory, this strange creature might also devour a world and become a great old one by chance after a long time.
However...
Holding the flame in his hand, Ling Ping'an looked back in time.
He saw this strange newborn.
He floated down from the sky to the human world and leaned over a dead girl.
Slowly, he began to wake up.
Madness and bloodthirst dominated all his actions.
Let him continuously devour and destroy everything around him.
Whether it was a monster like him or a living life.
Finally...
He began to spin a cocoon and began to transform.
But when the transformation ended, he was still crazy and bloodthirsty.
Until he met a human girl.
It was Xiao Man who had bought a book from Ling Ping'an.
In the beginning, he also attacked this living person who appeared in his sight crazily.
Until he coincidentally followed Xiao Man's traces and found the remains of a monster that had been burned by soul fire.
Under the urging of his instincts, he devoured the remains of the body.
This allowed him to regain some of his rationality.
So, he began to cooperate with Xiao Mang.
One hunted and killed, the other calcined and ate.
Over and over again, day after day …
There were more and more strange senses, and he could remember more and more things …
Until now, until now!
"Interesting!" Ling Ping'an put the ball of flame into his pocket.
This was exactly what he was looking for.
It was very beneficial to his current situation!
Holding Xiao Man's broken body in his hand and the ball of flame, Ling Ping'an waved his hand and left a mark in this world.
Then, with Xiao Man, he opened the half-opened Gate of Kadath and stepped through it.
"I remember that Naiyako left a lot of good stuff here!" He thought as he flew over the Kadath's secret realm.
Below them were cities that were densely dotted with stars in the sky.
More accurately, it should be the Divine Kingdom!
These Divine Kingdoms were all the subordinates that Nyarlathotep had taken in over the countless years.
The Faceless God crossed time and space.
The Creeping Chaos loved to play with people's hearts.
"Hehe..." Ling Ping'an looked at the slightly closed Divine Kingdom beneath him. There were countless cat spirits in the Divine Kingdom!
"Bastet's Divine Kingdom is indeed here!" He laughed.
In the center of the Divine Kingdom, on the tall pyramid.
The throne of the Cat Goddess stood on it.
The black-haired, black-eyed, naked, extremely enchanting statue of the Cat Goddess sat upright on it.
Ling Ping'an looked at it and suddenly laughed again, "Little guy, you're quite clever!"
It turned out that the Cat Goddess's Divine Kingdom was just a facade.
The real Divine Kingdom was connected to another dimension inside the Cat Goddess statue.
Ling Ping'an saw through the background of his pet with just a glance.
A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Not bad!
No wonder Bastet was the only one among the ancient Egyptian gods who could survive to this day.
Other than acting cute and having a backer, the hiding place itself was also quite big!
Other than Bastet's Divine Kingdom, Ling Ping'an also saw many Divine Kingdoms that he was familiar with from movies and television works or novels in this secret realm.
However, most of these Divine Kingdoms had already collapsed and been annihilated.
It seemed that the Gods in the Divine Kingdoms had long fallen.
This was very normal!
This was the nature of Nyarlathotep!
Dealing with him was like asking a tiger for its skin.
This was also the origin of his title: the Faceless God, the God of a Thousand Faces.
Each incarnation had an independent personality and very strange hobbies.
Befriending one of them might even offend countless others.
The incarnations of Nyarlathotep would sometimes even kill each other!
And his main body was enjoying it.
He even hoped that one of his incarnations could kill all the other incarnations.
Of course...
Not all the gods who entered this secret realm met with misfortune.
Ling Ping'an saw a dazzling Divine Kingdom in the center of this secret realm.
Brilliant light surged out from it.
Countless automaton-like mechanical creations patrolled the divine kingdom.
They were like a strict program, patrolling repeatedly and constantly praying to the sleeping God in the center of the Divine Kingdom.
"In the beginning, God created heaven and earth..."
Solemn hymns chanted, intertwined, and collided.
And in the center of the Divine Kingdom, the sleeping God was wrapped in countless white blazing light, like a ball of light.
It was more like a supercomputer.
Those intertwining rays of light were codes.
He was operating strictly according to the established procedures.
Innumerable lines stretched out towards the statues in the Divine Kingdom.
There were tall angels with six wings.
There were also Gods wearing golden armor and helmets.
There were also broken God bodies placed in coffins.
Ling Ping'an looked at it and couldn't help but whistle, "Wow!"
"The legend is true!"
"Once this one wakes up, he will destroy the world!"
"Activate the judgment of all the people and Gods that have been marked by him!"
"In this way, he will break the shackles of God and step into a whole new realm!"
Needless to say, this must have been instigated and bewitched by Nyarlathotep.
As expected, when he was in school, the description of the Land of Qin by Taizu of Great Xia in the history textbook was not wrong. If the people of the Land of Qin were prepared to do something bad, they would not hide it from us. They would definitely say it out loud and take action!
Originally, Ling Ping'an did not believe it.
But now he believed it.
Because this was the root cause!
The sleeping God in the Divine Kingdom had already told the believers of the Land of Qin countless years ago what would happen if he woke up again?
Famine, war, plague, death...
These were the precursors of his awakening.
And after he woke up, he would definitely blow the horn to cleanse and judge everything!
Ling Ping'an naturally did not plan to care.
He could not protect himself now, so he could not care so much.
He should focus on himself.
He quietly flew over the sky of the Divine Kingdom and flew to the deepest part of Kadath, Nyarlathotep's treasury.
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