Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

He was wearing a blue robe, with a well-groomed white beard and white hair hanging down his temples. Although his hair was already white and there were a few wrinkles on his face, he gave off a youthful look.

If that face was younger, it would surely be able to fascinate a lot of girls, especially those eyes, although they are old, they are not cloudy, and they still shine with the light of truth.

After his drink fell, he naturally attracted the attention of the audience.

"I will... President..."

After seeing the white-haired old man, Director Hu, who was always proud, quickly lowered his head and said respectfully.

Because of fear, Director Hu's body could be seen faintly trembling slightly, and his clothes were instantly soaked in cold sweat.

"Head up."

The white-haired old man glanced at Director Hu with indifferent eyes, and said lightly.

"Yes…"

Bearing the huge pressure, Director Hu slowly raised his head and rolled his eyelids up vigorously, as if he wanted to see the expression of the white-haired old man as soon as possible.

His face was expressionless, it was an old face that could not show any emotion, Director Hu's body trembled suddenly, he bent his waist even lower, cold sweat dripped uncontrollably.

"no, do not want…"

As if anticipating something would happen, Director Hu's lips moved, his voice was thin and thin.

"Pfft!"

Just when his pupils were dilated and his toes were gripping the ground fiercely, as if he was about to run away at any moment in the next second, there was a sudden sharp pain in his eyes, blood gushed out like a gush, and Director Hu's eyes disappeared.

Those two eyeballs were still held in the hands of the white-haired old man, dripping and terrifying, terrifying and ferocious.

"No...President...forgive me...I will..."

Resisting the severe tearing pain, Director Hu covered his mouth, not daring to let himself scream out. He knew the president's character too well. If he dared to scream at this time, he would die miserably in an instant. on the spot.

According to his words, the meaning of punishment lies in introspection, the key is to experience pain and be silent alone.

Therefore, he hated it, and even hated the screaming of people who were being punished.

Unfortunately, this rule only applies to weekdays, and today is obviously not an ordinary day.

"Forgive you?" The white-haired old man shook his head lightly, and pressed his skinny palm on the back of Director Hu's head, showing a smile, "Of course, it's just... the mission failed, shouldn't we pay a price?

It just so happens that it likes your brain for a long time..."

Hearing this, Director Hu's face instantly turned extremely pale, his body trembled more violently, and he knelt down with a thud. Even if Su Ziyu had absorbed the Blood Rage Eye earlier, he didn't have such a big reaction.

From this, it can be seen how terrible pressure the white-haired old man in front of him brought to him.

"No...give me another chance! President, I will definitely complete the task!"

After a short period of panic, Director Hu hurriedly hugged the white-haired old man's trouser legs, and shouted begging for mercy.

"Give you another chance?" The white-haired old man shook his head slowly, and his palms moved upwards to the middle of the back of Director Hu's head. "Since I came in person, how can I use you?"

As soon as the words fell, Director Hu suddenly yelled in horror, but before he finished speaking, only hoarse wailing remained in his throat.

A blood hole the size of a fist was opened on the back of his head, and the white-haired old man ignored the dripping blood and slowly pulled his arm out, holding a beating mass of flesh in his palm—the brain.

"What a wonderful brain... I feel the sound of joy coming out of every pore of my body at this moment."

The white-haired old man stretched his body, flipped his palm, and a simple and elegant booklet emerged. It was only the size of a palm, and when it came into contact with the air, it immediately swelled up, and there was a gap in the middle. It was a mouth. It keeps opening and closing, making weird ravings that can disturb people's spirits.

"Giggle...hehehe..."

The white-haired old man turned a deaf ear to that mental shock, and just put his brain in front of the booklet. The latter suddenly opened his big mouth and swallowed it in one gulp, making a chilling sound of chewing.

After eating, the big mouth disappeared, and the restless babbling and mental turbulence also disappeared. The white-haired old man put it away, and his old eyes glanced at Su Ziyu and the two in front of him.

"That pamphlet...seems to be a forbidden item too?" Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart, "It's such a terrible depraved atmosphere, it's definitely another forbidden item at the temple level... and it seems to be different from ordinary forbidden items."

After his thoughts flashed, Su Ziyu finally asked:
"President of the Truth Association, Shan Chen?"

"Yes...he is Shanchen..." Bishop Lan Ming, who had been silent all this time, said in silence, "Shanchen from the Truth Society, my senior brother...he is still the same as 30 years ago, showing no signs of aging at all."

"Yo?" Seeing that he was being observed, the white-haired old man immediately showed a gentle smile, like a neighbor's grandfather, "Do you know me?"

"Shanchen...do you still remember Teacher Qingfeng?"

Bishop Lan Ming stepped forward and asked casually.

"Qingfeng?" Shan Chen tilted his head and thought for a while, as if thinking of something, his eyes showed a sneer look, he looked at Bishop Lan Ming with interest, and said with a smile, "Who are you, that old guy? The new recruit Apprentice? Tsk tsk tsk, that old guy's eyesight is getting worse and worse, and he actually found someone like you who looks stupid."

"Shan Chen! You can scold me, but why scold the teacher!"

Bishop Lan Ming was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he shouted sharply, "I will definitely arrest you and bring you back to the Truth Society today! You will be punished severely!"

"Hahaha... Interesting..." Shan Chen continued to ask unhurriedly, "I don't need to scold, but... my good junior brother, what are you going to use to stop my mouth? With your stupid brain Please think before you speak."

As he said that, Shan Chen turned his gaze to Su Ziyu, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he exclaimed:

"Little guy, I really don't know how your physique was cultivated...it's so perfect!

I've decided that you are one of the matrix choices for the next stage...

Hehe, you should thank me, because once I make a move, there will be no one alive..."