I Created Cthulhu In Naruto

In a gentle clearing in the woods, there was a simple hut made of cobble and rubble, the top of which was covered with branches of a cedar tree, a specialty of the North Country.

In front of the hut, on a huge and strange obsidian, a flame was burning.

There may be some unique chemical composition in its ignition, the flame is tinged with blue, green and white, and the smoke is slowly rising in a pale spiral.

Behind the flames was a thin and sloppy old man who was wearing an old and worn brown robe, and a long part of the end of the robe was dragged on the ground, stained with the black soil here.

And the old man was fiddling with the branch in his hand, and he fiddled with the flame in front of him with some strange rhythm, although the sunny weather here did not require a flame to provide warmth, nor did he cook any food.

When the group of four jumped from the high tree canopy to the ground and stood in front of the flames, the old man who had been playing with the flames immediately raised his head, glared at the group of four with angry eyes, and then lowered his head to continue Look after the flames in front of you.

The eldest brother of the group of four, Jiu Sha, was startled by the old man's unkind gaze, but he still asked, "Is there a road near here that can lead to the further north? The old man?"

Jiusha's question was still polite, but he didn't get a response. The old man was still fiddling with the flames with his head down.

The air was silent for two seconds, save for the crackling sound of the flames.

This made the grumpy Yitai directly angry.

"My eldest brother asked you something! Smelly old man!"

Saying that, Yitai stepped forward and kicked the flames that were blazing brilliantly under the care of the old man.

The many gorgeous colors in the flames instantly dissipated, which made the old man stand up immediately, staring at the group of four with angry eyes, and began to curse the four of them in fluent but unclear language.

Although the group of four could not understand the meaning of the language, judging from the expression on the old man's face, the meaning of these words should be as dirty as the old man himself, full of vicious greetings.

"Don't speak the language?"

"In this case, this old man is useless, Yitai, I'll leave it to you."

Finding that it was useless, Jiusha was no longer polite, and only left a few words and left with the other two.

Yitai, who was still here, slowly shook the chain blade in his hand, a kind of ninja tool that looked like a short sickle with an iron chain attached to the back to extend the attack distance, and slowly walked towards the old man.

Until Yitai firmly inserted the sharp blade of the sickle into the old man's heart, the old man did not stop using those unknown languages ​​to swear and curse, and even before his death, his expression was a smirk that combined anger and viciousness.

Yitai wiped the blood-stained blade with the old man's tattered clothes, and then glanced at the surrounding environment to make sure that there were no other living people.

In fact, what surprised Yitai was that even though he didn't understand the language, when he approached with a weapon, there was still no fear on the old man's face.

Maybe this is the inhabitant of the barbarian land, and you can't even see that death is imminent.

After Yitai attributed all this to the uncivilized intelligence of the local residents, he turned around and left.

Shortly after Yitai left, the humble hut in the woods and the old man who fell to the ground, like an illusory mirage, vanished under the sunlight.

The clearing in the forest was empty.

...

The group of four continued to move forward, and after spending more than an hour, they finally found their way forward in a valley.

The road between the valleys is very narrow. It looks like a mountain path left by the local indigenous tribe when they walked. It can only supply two terracotta warriors side by side.

The group of four immediately reported the news to Huang Quan, and at this time, the sprite just finished resting, and could continue to control the undead army to advance.

Entering the narrow and long valley, the undead army had to change from a neat and uniform queue to a long line of long snakes.

Huang Quan raised his eyes to look at the densely forested hillsides and ridges on both sides. Suddenly, a piece of birds in the dense forest flew up in shock.

In the dense forest, a series of unusual movements suddenly erupted.

These sounds are like the roars of beasts, but these beasts' roars seem to be mixed with some wisdom, and they seem to echo each other.

The sprite immediately controlled the undead army to stop its advance, and the terracotta warriors and horses in the left and right columns immediately turned their bodies uniformly and turned their weapons towards the dense forest on both sides of the valley road.

But at this moment, something incredible happened.

I saw that the terracotta warriors and horses under the control of the sprite suddenly put down their weapons in unison, and all the spears, spears, and long swords were discarded on the ground.

For a time, the path in the valley seemed to have become an ancient battlefield where soldiers abandoned their armor.

This momentary change made the sprite panic, and immediately controlled Huang Quan to stand up from the pedestal, and roared at the terracotta warriors and horses in a gloomy voice: "Take up arms! My soldiers!"

"Hurry up and pick up your weapon!"

These terracotta warriors and horses, which were controlled by the sprites to move, did not listen to the sprites at all at this moment. Even though the sprites roared loudly, the terracotta warriors were completely unmoved by them, standing empty-handed.

At the same time, the roars of the jungle got closer and closer, until the rustling of the trees appeared in the surrounding noise.

In the jungle, a personal creature appeared with a roar.

These humanoids are ugly, unkempt, and even dressed in rags, suggesting that they may have been human not too long ago.

But compared with humans, the musculature on their limbs is unusually strong, sometimes standing on two feet, sometimes standing on all fours, and the bulging upper and lower jaws of their heads and sharp fangs make them look more like animals.

Wolf!

These wolf-like figures emerged from the jungle and charged fiercely towards the terracotta warriors of the undead army.

However, the undead army under the sprites could not even pick up weapons at this time.

"Listen to my orders~www.NovelMTL.com~Take up arms!"

All the terracotta warriors remained unmoved, silently standing in place.

It wasn't the ugly, wolf-like people who suddenly emerged from both sides of the valley that terrified the sprites, nor that the unarmed terracotta warriors would be completely wiped out by these werewolves.

It's the sprite that doesn't believe that at this moment, his own strength can't make the terracotta warriors take up arms.

It feels like the creator is defying its creator, or even more so.

Because these terracotta warriors and horses are completely dependent on the control force of sprites to move, these terracotta warriors and horses themselves are not even creatures, at most they are just puppets.

A puppet without life and intelligence is actually rebelling against its master!

This is impossible!

what on earth is it?

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