Somewhere in Daniela.
In the ruins of the devastated city, groups of people wearing red scarves and black veils silently walked through. They were silent with their heads lowered. Their lips seemed to be chanting something, and their expressions were incomparably pious.
From time to time, people would peek out from underground holes in the ruins and watch the passing group. They looked at the group in awe as they passed by their 'house'.
In the ruined city, there were still many abandoned houses left. Those that were lucky were still intact.
There was a battle with the monster's nest. Now, the Cthulhuism Society's followers were patrolling the area to clean up the remaining monsters.
Inside a narrow bungalow. A black figure was leaning against the wall and panting heavily.
Huff … Huff …
He seemed to be breathing out of his lungs. His chest was arched high and then sunk in.
In the darkness, this person's eyes were unusually bright. After a long while, he leaned against the wall and gradually slowed down his breathing. He seemed to be listening to the movements outside the wall.
"Is there a situation?" Another voice came from the darkness.
"No, huff … The patrol team just passed by." The man leaning against the wall shook his head. "Looks like it's safe for now."
"Tsk! These Cthulhuism Society bastards! I'll kill them all sooner or later! "The voice in the darkness finally became clearer. It was the voice of a young boy.
"How's Aileen?"
"The situation isn't good. She's running a high fever. We need to find medicine as soon as possible!" The boy paused. "Should I light it up?"
"Light it up." The man walked away from the wall and went into the depths of the room.
Tsk …
A small flame the size of a soybean lit up and quickly lit up a white candlestick.
The dim yellow light instantly lit up half of the small room.
There was a small yellow wooden bed in the middle of the room. A thirteen or fourteen year old girl was lying on the bed. Beside her sat a white-haired boy. The boy's brows were wrinkled, forming a clear 'Chuan' character. He looked prematurely aged.
He was looking at the girl on the bed worriedly.
"We need to go out and find medicine!" The boy said in a determined tone.
"There must be people searching for us outside. We're looking for death if we go out now." The man frowned. "Even if you have the Winged God Arm, you can't escape from Havana. At least two of the three First Seats of Bainra are out to capture us. We can't take the risk. "
"You want me to watch my sister die?!" The boy's face turned cold.
"I'm stopping your stupid actions!" The man shook his head and fumbled around in his arms. "When I went out just now, I found this."
He took out a small black round box and threw it to the boy.
The latter caught it, and when he saw the round box, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.
"What is this?"
"Radio."
"Radio?" The boy's face lit up. "You mean?"
"Of course. With this, we can contact the outside world and get information from the outside world." The man nodded affirmatively. "Maybe we can even find a way to get the fever medicine."
"As one of the eighteen Cthulhu Gods, Havana should be summoned by the Cthulhu King. As long as he leaves this place temporarily, we will have a chance. " The man said solemnly. "I heard that the Obscuro Society and the people from the Three Departments have arrived. If you can get close to the Ancestral God Pillar and inherit the Ancestral God's power, then …"
"It won't be that simple." The boy interrupted him. "The Cthulhu King will not let us go so easily. He might not know that I can inherit the power of the Ancestral God, but he will definitely not allow any accidents to happen."
"Then what should we do?" The man was helpless.
"We can't rush it. The more powers that come, the more chances there will be. The Three Departments and the Obscuro Society are all outsiders, so they won't have much influence on the Cthulhuism Society's foundation. Their thousands of years of preparation is not a joke. This matter needs to be carefully considered …" The boy fell into deep thought.
*****
Two weeks later …
Garon stayed in the Glittering Pond for almost a month. Every day, other than practicing his Secret Techniques, he would study the Glittering Water, or randomly adjust the radio to receive different frequencies of sounds from the outside world.
Occasionally, he would go out with Wukang to wipe out the surrounding low level mutated creatures. Although the potential points obtained were pitiful, it was better than nothing. The surrounding high level creatures were all wiped out by Wukang. If he wanted to find stronger ones, he would have to go further.
Not long after, the people from the Cthulhuism Society finally arrived.
In the afternoon, a fine drizzle fell from the door of the hall. A breeze blew into the hall, bringing with it a chill and humidity.
Two men in red, wearing black bull horned helmets, were sitting on the right side of the hall, looking arrogantly at the island master Wukang who was sitting on the main seat.
"Our Cthulhuism Society's request is very simple. The Glittering Water and this Glittering Pond must be taken over by us. This is the most basic bottom line. " Among them, a pale, beardless, green-eyed young man said loudly, speaking in an awkward Kovitan language that was neither fish nor fowl. It sounded like his accent was completely out of order.
"Are all the people from the Cthulhuism Society so impolite?" A female guard beside Wukang scolded.
"We are already very patient and polite." The young man said coldly.
"You!" The guard was instantly angered. Her hand gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist, obviously ready to attack. The surrounding guards in the hall also became serious. They gripped the handles of their weapons, ready to erupt into chaos at any time.
Wukang raised his hand, stopping his subordinates from getting agitated. He knew the power of the Cthulhuism Society better than anyone else. The Eighteen Cthulhuis were all Form 4 and above, and the Cthulhu King was the unprecedented peak of Form 5. He was on par with the King of Daniela as the strongest fighter in Daniela.
Unlike Kovitan, who relied on heirlooms to build their country, Daniela relied on violence to build their regime. Their internal conflicts had never stopped.
Perhaps Kovitan, who was united before, could still rely on heirlooms to stand on equal footing with Daniela. But now, their power was greatly reduced, and Kovitan, who was split into four factions, no longer had the right to talk to Daniela directly.
Just relying on the Black Swamp Palace's power, it was beyond their ability to fight against the Eighteen Cthulhuis. Not to mention the Cthulhu King, and their hidden trump cards.
Presumably, in their eyes, Black Swamp Palace was just a small faction in a remote area, not worth much attention.
Wukang knew that on the surface, he was in charge, but in reality, the real Palace Master, Garon, was in charge. It was just that outsiders did not know that Garon and Skyharp had arrived here.
And Garon had arrived here early, and stayed here for so long. It was obvious that he was waiting for something. Maybe he was waiting for the people from the Cthulhuism Society?
Wukang had some guesses. Could it be that the Palace Master had predicted this would happen?
"Don't worry, we can provide the Glittering Water, but we can't give up the Glittering Pool. This is also a resource that we paid a huge price for. Do you think it's possible to give it up with just a few words? " Wukang smiled amiably. Even though they were only form three totem users, and were not even close to spiritualization, he was not angry at all, showing that he had a lot of patience.
"Tch!" Unexpectedly, the young man sneered. "As expected, the Cthulhu Master had predicted that you wouldn't give up, so he should be here soon. The two of us are just the vanguard. In less than two days, the Master and the others will arrive. When that time comes … Hehe."
Wukang frowned slightly.
The Cthulhu's power was similar to his, on the same level. But the Cthulhu had the most shameless ability, which was to not harm the Cthulhu's Origin. So even if they were killed outside, they could be revived by the Cthulhuism Society's sacrifices. The Eighteen Cthulhu's Origin were all stored in the Cthulhuism Society's headquarters, and could not be destroyed. This was also the reason why the King of Daniela could not do anything to the Eighteen Cthulhu despite his power. If they did not completely destroy the Cthulhuism Society and destroy the Cthulhu's Origin, the Cthulhu would be immortal.
The biggest difference between the Cthulhu and normal form four was that they could not die. If they could not defeat you the first time, they could revive a second time, a third time, and wear you down.
"I'll say the same thing again. Although the Black Swamp Palace is not strong, we can't be forced to retreat with just a few words." Wukang still replied calmly. "As for the Cthulhu coming personally, we'll have to make a move first." In the past, he did not dare to say such strong words when facing such a big force. After all, he was the strongest on the island. Now that he had joined the Black Swamp Palace, he had absolute protection and protection. Plus, there were many elders behind him, and an unfathomable Palace Master. His words were much stronger.
The other party was not angry. The young man chuckled.
"Since the elder said so, then we'll let the Master bring it up himself later. Let's go! "
The two of them stood up, and quickly left the cave hall.
Not long after the two of them left, Garon and Skyharp's silhouettes silently appeared on the two seats on the left.
"Palace Master, you heard it just now. The Cthulhuism Society has no intention of making a deal with us." Wukang looked at Garon beside him.
"It's alright." Garon was dressed in a black robe, and sat calmly on the chair. "If you want others to take you seriously, then you have to show them enough strength. Otherwise, no one will make a deal with an ant."
"Then what does Palace Master mean?" Wukang seemed to have guessed something, and his face showed a hint of excitement.
"Since they want us to show our strength, then we'll show it to them." Garon said calmly as he stroked the armrest. "Didn't they want to rob us? I have something to do in Daniela as well. "
"I'll go with you." Skyharp nodded.
"Destroy all the Cthulhuism Society's strongholds. Pass down the order, all the forces under the Black Swamp Palace, if they see anyone from the Cthulhuism Society, kill them all." Garon's face showed a bloodthirsty smile. "I also want to see how powerful the legendary Cthulhu King is."
"When more people have died, they will naturally take you seriously …" Garen's final words reverberated in the hall, but neither Skyharp nor Wukang showed the slightest bit of fear, instead, their faces were filled with anticipation.
*****
One day later.
Red clouds appeared above the Glittering Pond. The clouds rolled and gathered together, showing a strange blood red color. It was like sticky blood, and looked like it was about to drip down.
"The great Cthulhu Octanzain has arrived. Mortals, welcome the wrath of God!!"
A majestic voice came down from the clouds in the sky, as if thunder was rolling. The Kovitan language, which was far more fluent than the messenger's, allowed all the totem users and guards below to understand the voice of the person who came.
Pew!!
A black light suddenly shot out from the Glittering Pond Valley below. It directly pierced through the red clouds, and a golden pillar of sunlight shone through the sky.
A black figure floated in the middle of the red clouds.
Garen calmly glanced at the red clouds around him. These rolling red clouds constantly emitted a strong stench, and waves of highly toxic smoke constantly entered his skin and pores.
Hiss …
A terrifying gasp could be heard coming from the sky.
Garon raised his head, and his chest suddenly sunk, as if he had sunk into a big hole.
Hiss …
A large amount of red clouds in the surroundings were sucked in by him like streams returning to the sea.
In an instant, the red clouds in the sky cleared, and a man in a blood red robe was revealed.
"How dare you absorb my Ten Thousand Blood Poison Cloud!!" The man's face showed both shock and anger.
He opened his palm, and the three blood red diamonds in his palm turned into a ring, spinning continuously.
"True Red Blood Diamond!!!" The man raised both his hands, and lifted the ring shaped blood diamonds. An indescribable strong blood light bloomed from his body, and the halo became brighter and stronger, until it was blinding.
In the entire sky, it even temporarily covered the sun's light.
"Go …" Kaboom!!!
Before he could finish his words, the man's entire body was pressed down by a huge black hand. The huge amount of black clouds formed a terrifying giant hand and smashed the man into the ground. A huge clear handprint appeared on the rocky ground.
The earth was still reverberating with the violent rumbling.
Garon, who was in the air, slowly retracted his hand, and looked calmly at the Cthulhu who had been knocked unconscious.
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