The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 1116 Stars
Probably, except for Azathoth, no one can completely observe the changes in the entire Cthulhu universe.

But as long as there are creatures in this universe, no matter who they are, they can clearly see the world collapse in an instant.

After that, there was endless darkness.

Rules, soul, and even the most basic material structure...

Everything is gone.

When the great master Azathoth wakes up, nothing will leave the slightest trace.

The whole universe is like a dream.

And at this moment, the dream woke up.

The outer gods stood on the grave and shouted loudly, but they couldn't change anything.

And as Azathoth woke up, cracks appeared in the tombs under the feet of the Outer Gods.

It was as if endless chaotic information poured out from the cracks in the tomb, painting everything around it, including the space, into pitch black.

It's not subjective destruction, it's simply the awakening of the Lord of Chaos, which makes these outer gods present one after another gradually disappear.

To be precise, the existence of the Outer Gods who have survived to this day is only to serve the rest of the great master Azathoth.

So when Azathoth woke up, he no longer needed the services of these outer gods.

Maybe after a long time, a new batch of Outer Gods will emerge as the times require, but the duty of this new batch of Outer Gods will no longer be to help Azathoth sleep.

Nyarlathotep, the chaotic messenger, was born to convey the will of Azathoth, and his personality belongs to the highest group among the Outer Gods.

However, at this moment, the great ruler doesn't need others to pass on the message, so Nyarlathotep can only let out a shrill scream.

On His slender body, hot magma flowed out of thin air, and the flames shot up from the dark skin.

More and more Outer Gods spontaneously ignited out of thin air.

The sky above the entire cosmic grave is reflected in a deep red.

What a cruel and desperate picture.

These incomparably powerful and terrifying existences can only be turned into nothingness amidst screams.

Lu Yan floated quietly in mid-air.

Looking at this scene, he didn't have much emotion.

Probably all that remains is curiosity about Azathoth, the master of chaos.

Boom! ! !
A violent roar sounded from the inside of the cosmic grave.

This tomb was not originally used to restrict Azathoth, so when the Lord of Chaos wanted to leave, it would not hinder him in any way.

The huge tomb began to crumble from the middle, and the pitch-black soil splashed everywhere.

These soils have been affected by the breath of Azathoth for countless years. It is estimated that just picking up a grain of soil is enough to pose a fatal threat to the existence of the old ruler level.

Of course, the soil that has been cultivated for so long is not something that anyone can easily touch.

The entire cosmic grave was full of dust, and a large amount of soil was splashed in all directions with gravel.

Lu Yan was still observing the interior of the tomb curiously, but carefully dodged the splashed soil.

Kacha~
Ripples began to emanate from the edge of the cosmic grave, and the void seemed to be inspired by some kind of will, and suddenly pushed away to the sides, revealing a lifeless world beyond the grave.

In this world, there is endless destruction.

No matter how keen the perception is, it is impossible to feel the slightest breath of life from it.

There are only ruins and soaring flames.

A dark, dilapidated doomsday scene.

In other words, this is the way the world should be.

No one can stand against these dooms, not even Azathoth himself.

It's like when a person wakes up from sleep, it is difficult to recall the specific plot of the dream.

The current situation is even more exaggerated than this.

Because Azathoth himself actually didn't know what happened when he was asleep, he just woke up under the influence of the rules of order.

Soon, this cosmic grave was completely shattered.

Lu Yan looked along the source of the breath he felt, and saw a pitch-black phantom standing in the void, and his outline could not be seen clearly at all.

It's even hard to tell what kind of image this phantom is.

However, Lu Yan is very clear.

This is the ruler of chaos, the god of blindness and ignorance—Azathoth.

He is the body of this end times.

Around him, there were huge corpses of outer gods floating one after another.

Although it was burned by endless karmic fire, there are still many corpses left, making the empty cosmic tomb look extraordinarily lonely and desolate.

hum~
Azathoth shifted his gaze to Lu Yan who was in the distance.

Just such a casual look made him feel heavy pressure.

Lu Yan touched his chin, and then tentatively blasted a golden beam of light at Azathoth.

However, an attack that was fatal to an Outer God fell on Azathoth, but it was not even a mosquito bite.

He didn't even feel the pain, and he didn't care about such a provocation.

Lu Yan was not surprised by this.

In fact, although Azathoth is called the great master by the outer gods, the source of all chaos has also created such an absurd and weird world as the Cthulhu universe.

But this blind and ignorant god is not chaotic in nature.

He is just blind and foolish.

The chaotic world of Cthulhu Mythos was not created subjectively by Azathoth.

He does not represent simple chaos or order, He just exists as a matter of course.

No matter how pure the rules of order released by Lu Yan were, they would not have any restraint on Azathoth.

Maybe Azathoth thought it was funny when he received a beam of order.

The pitch-black phantom slowly raised its hand.

Azathoth hadn't slept enough, but since he woke up, he would follow the omen in the dark and take the actions he should have had.

Lu Yan was suspended in place without moving.

In his sight, Azathoth is "tampering" everything in the world.

This is a very unique and difficult to understand power.

This energy pulls a world that has gone astray back on track, smoothing out the ubiquitous and endless apocalypse.

I don't know how long has passed.

Maybe it was a second, and maybe countless years passed.

A gleam of light lit up in the void.

That was the first star in the universe.

If there is one, there are two, more and more stars appear in the world, until the sky is full of stars.

The newly born stars all appeared in the correct position.

This scene is magnificent and extremely gorgeous.

It is absurd that such a scene should have been achieved countless generations ago.

It was just that Azathoth fell asleep halfway, and everything became strange and chaotic.

(End of this chapter)