After transmigration, I became a minion of the evil god?

In the dark night, everything is quiet, and tonight’s forest is calm like a dead place.

There is no insect chirping, birdsong, nocturnal animal roaring.

Quietly, it makes people only feel that the sweat hair stands on end and the whole body is cold.

The moonlit land was faintly bulging, and then flattened again, as if something existed underneath.

In a certain house in the village, Mo Yu was quietly looking at the contents of the book.

The book doesn’t have a name, but on the first page, it mentions a taboo name.

Reminds him of the mysterious book “The Book of the Dead” that is closely related to the Cthulhu mythos.

In fact, he didn’t know what the Book of the Dead looked like, and the system registered it as that name according to his thoughts.

The information recorded on it is even more creepy and chilling.

The degree of evil and terror was the most extreme he had ever seen, and just reading it, he felt as if his soul was polluted.

“Huh? Wait, it seems a little wrong.”

After watching for a while, he suddenly remembered something, about the death report of his uncle.

The cause of death at that time was a heart attack caused by excessive shock.

Shouldn’t you understand the content on this?

Thinking that the book was half-spread and thrown on the bed at that time, it seems very likely.

Not long after reading it, he closed the book and went to sleep.

This thing is really not suitable for watching too much at once, and too much information intake is not good for the brain.

。。。。。

Early morning the next day.

Climbing up from the hard and simple wooden bed, I only felt that my whole body was hard.

“This thing sleeps a lot and can experience the feeling of being a zombie.”

Click!

He twisted his neck and body and made a crisp sound.

The simulation does not stipulate a time, and I am still quite free, which may also be related to this sub-system.

Walking out of the room, the outside has become much cleaner compared to yesterday.

The things scattered all over the ground because of the robbers were also packed up.

The village counted all the people, about seventy or eighty people, including the elderly, children, and women.

There are probably about twenty or thirty households.

The village chief, who had been waiting outside, saw Mo Yu come out and immediately stepped forward: “Lord Sacrifice, we want to build a temple, can you see it?” ”

This title was made up by Mo Yu himself, and it felt that it was a higher sacrifice than a believer.

Anyway, people here don’t know that they can’t talk casually.

Only, why did this village chief suddenly think of building a temple?

“Village chief, building a temple is not an easy task, and it requires a lot of manpower, you can’t do it now.”

“Nope!” As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief said with an excited expression: “I dreamed of God last night!” Great god Mordikien! It calls to me in a dark temple, and I will be reborn in the temple!!! ”

In the end, his voice became louder and louder, and the spit was about to spray onto Mo Yu’s face.

Mo Yu couldn’t help but raise his hand to cover it, but hearing the other party say that he dreamed of Mordikian made him feel a little incredible.

That’s not something anyone can see if they want to, only those who are close to death can possibly attract its attention.

“Build a temple! We must build the temple! ”

The village chief muttered excitedly, vaguely looking a little emotionally abnormal.

Not only him, but Mo Yu noticed that the villagers around him also gathered around, and some of them were older, all of them were more excited.

The younger ones are fine, but they also look more excited.

It’s only been one night, why do they all seem to be enchanted?

“I…. Whatever you want, if you want to build a temple, I recommend building a smaller one first and then expanding it slowly. ”

As a believer in the gods, he naturally could not stop this behavior.

Hearing his consent, the villagers suddenly seemed to have a life goal and began to act under the command of the village chief.

The women tended the crops in the fields, some men hunted, and the rest gathered wood for the construction of the temple.

As mentioned before, building a temple is a big undertaking.

If you use stone, then there will definitely be a shortage of manpower, and the workload is huge, but if you use wood, it will be much easier.

Because wood is not only lighter than stone, but also easier to process.

Seeing the villagers actively working, Mo Yu chatted with the village chief and asked about the situation here.

The main thing is, where is the ninja village.

“Lord Sacrifice, the closest to us here is Konoha Hidden Village.” The village chief told the truth about all the information he knew, and Konoha Village was the most powerful of all the ninja villages.

This will be of great help to the next actions.

In the next few days, Mo Yu lived temporarily in the village, and he needed to prepare for going to Konoha Village.

To post tasks, you always need money, right?

You also need money to buy a map to Loulan, right?

He can’t make money out of thin air, so what should he do?

The answer is already obvious, bandits.

They must have money there, but with these villagers, it is impossible to defeat the bandits.

The prototype of the temple has been built.

The people in the village, in the past few days, have constantly listened to the contents of the “Book of the Dead”, and have completely lost the numb look that originally looked like the walking dead.

They see nothing but adoration and fanaticism for the mysterious being, and become convinced that death is a new life.

Standing in the simple underground temple, Mo Yu looked at the summoning array drawn on the floor in front of him and slowly opened the Book of the Dead.

I am a guide, not a savior.

They chose to seek new life in that darkness and death.

There is no hopeful future, there is no bright future in sight, even the light of fireflies will be worshipped as a treasure.

A pair of excited eyes stared at him, and the villagers’ minds were completely occupied by fanatical faith.

The image in their minds became clearer and clearer, the great god they longed for and led them out of despair!

Because death, deeper than despair, new life, will dispel despair for them!

“The god of darkness and death who exists in the underground temple of Zur Baha Sam, where the followers of Ru gather.”

“Death is not the end, we long to be reborn in a new body, to offer flesh and blood to you! Come on Mordikian !!! ”

Click!!!

In the chant of the summoning, the floor cracks and a quaint round stone door made of stone rises slowly.

The stone door depicts the figure of a terrifying being, and there is a small hole in the middle of the door.

Seeing the hole, Mo Yu seemed to understand, raised his feet and walked to the stone gate step by step, and removed the silver key around his neck.

Before he could insert the key into the keyhole, he stopped and suddenly asked, “Do you really want to see it?” Once opened, there is no turning back, there is no way back, you will no longer be you. ”

The temple is quiet, and although the villagers have fanatical beliefs, their IQ is online.

The village chief’s cloudy eyes stared at the stone gate and the back of the sacrifice, and spoke the hearts of all the villagers in an old but firm voice.

“We don’t want to live as livestock!”

“……”

Hearing this answer, Mo Yu could only be silent, inserting the silver key into the hole and turning, and the stone door vibrated slightly and slowly opened.

Immediately he walked out of the underground temple without looking back.

Hearing some kind of seeping roar behind him, as well as the piercing chill, Mo Yu couldn’t help but look up at the bright starry sky, and a question arose in his heart.

Is the human heart more evil? Or is the evil god more evil?