Yogg-Saron in the Marvel Universe

The sun's rays gradually dissipated, and the town shrouded in darkness became even more eerie, with noisy sounds coming from the dilapidated brick houses.

"What should we do now? The old drunkard has disappeared," Natasha said.

At this time, Natasha and Melinda looked around with vigilance. There were figures flowing in the darkness, and townspeople who had not been seen during the day appeared one after another.

Their eyes that seemed to never close were staring at Yogg-Saron and the others.

"Why are you panicking? Go back to the hotel first." Yogg-Saron lit a silk card.

Yogg-Saron walked calmly in the middle of the road, breathing in the smell of cigarettes. Melinda and Natasha, two senior agents, looked around cautiously.

And just when they were about to arrive at the hotel, they discovered that there were countless Innsmouth people standing densely in front of the hotel. Their egg-like eyes looked at them when they heard the footsteps of Yogg-Saron and others behind them.

Yogg-Saron signaled the two senior agents not to panic and just follow him directly into the hall.

So the three of them walked into the hotel through the gap between Innsmouth people, and when the hotel door closed, the last trace of daylight outside the door also went out.

When the sun no longer shines over the land, the curse of Innsmouth is about to awaken.

Yogg-Saron and others walked to their rooms, but they found that the hotel was completely different from when they came. It was filled with the smell of fish and mold, as if almost no one had ever lived there.

The two senior agents did not return to their rooms, but followed Yogg-Saron to his house.

But the strange thing is that the stench stopped here, and his room is still as classic and luxurious as when he arrived.

Yogg-Saron walked to the window and looked at Innsmouth shrouded in dusk.

"Melinda, Natasha, I'm afraid I won't be able to take you on the next adventure."

"Since I brought you out, I have to ensure that you can go back intact, otherwise I won't be able to let you go."

Yogg-Saron laughed and said to the two senior agents.

"Yuge, what are you talking about..." Before they could speak, a thick purple-black fog enveloped the two of them, and when the thick fog dissipated, they had disappeared.

That's right, he teleported them away and left a message, "If I don't come back within a month, forget about me." Although Yogg-Saron just said it casually, Melinda was still moved and had runny noses. Tears (no).

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Yogg-Saron secretly took out a bottle of whiskey, which he had secretly hidden for a long time.

So Yogg-Saron looked at Erlang's legs, smoked a cigarette, drank a lot of wine, and recalled the clues provided by old Zadok.

But at this moment, there was a noisy sound outside the door, as if someone was checking in, or like he was standing on tiptoes to prevent others from noticing his actions.

Old Zadok said that someone was watching him all the time....

As the night got darker and darker, noisy sounds began to come from outside the door again. Yogg-Saron used the ancient god spores spread outside the door to peek out.

What caught his eye was an extremely distorted face, with a pair of eyes that couldn't be closed staring at the door of his room.

Just as I was holding my breath, there was a rattling sound from the doorknob, and the door was filled with creaking trampling sounds and a sound like the croaking of frogs.

The language they spoke was unlike any known vocabulary in the world, and the sounds of splashing water filled the spaces between their words.

Finally, the hotel door could no longer bear their squeezing, and a twisted hand penetrated to touch the door handle.

Yogg-Saron lit a cigarette and sneered, "Dagon, right?"

Before they could touch the handle, countless tentacles and purple-black slime burst out of the room.

The unprepared fish-headed men were instantly taken away by the tentacles with barbs and mouthparts and compound eyes. When the fish-headed men saw the body of the ancient god revealed by Yogg-Saron, they all cast SANction.

But now, no matter how hard they struggle, they can't escape the terrifying harvest of this indescribable thing, because the corridor is already filled with fish-headed men.

They were afraid, trampled, and shouted wildly, but they could not escape the fate of death.

And just when Yogg-Saron was killing everyone here, one of the windows facing Yogg-Saron's room had dark skin and a thin figure, looking like an ancient Egyptian.

He was wearing a colorful robe and a golden double crown that naturally shone with light. He was tall and thin, exuding a strange charm.

When countless corpses blocked the corridor, Yogg-Saron put away his true form, and the fish-headed monsters piled up in the corridor as if they were torn apart by a meat grinder.

And their powerful vitality gives them the ability to tremble even after death. The fish meat fell to the ground with a squeaking sound, and the stench filled the entire hotel.

Yogg-Saron lit a cigarette and walked to the window of the room and jumped out.

Yogg-Saron jumped to a roof below, opened the skylight and jumped down. The dusty furniture on the ground proved that no one had lived here for a long time.

The dilapidated furniture and crumbling walls prove that this house has experienced inhuman tragedy.

Yogg-Saron walked down the stairs and found that the place had been severely damaged. If it weren't for several load-bearing pillars, they would have collapsed.

When he walked to the door, he found that all the doors and windows in the house were sealed and could not be opened at all, Yogg-Saron thought as he chewed the cigarette in his mouth.

If he wastes all his money in a place like this, I am afraid that he will no longer be a man, but he will be a man, and he will be sweating profusely (big fish). I am afraid that his lifelong reputation as an ancient god will be ruined here.

It would be great if colleagues in the void could see it!

Yogg-Saron discovered that there was a dog hole (a small hole) in the collapsed wall on the right that led to the yard... No, how could I, the mighty Yogg-Saron, get through the dog hole?

So he resolutely decided to get in.

After struggling for a long time, he got through at the cost of a cigarette, but when he entered the yard, he found a silhouette of a person illuminated by light in the opposite corner.

A group of Innsmouth fish-headed men surrounded a figure in red robes and a blasphemous golden crown of horror. They crowded around him and danced around him.

Seeing this, Yogg-Saron turned around and walked out. There was no light in the entire street, and he could only rely on the dim light cast by the moonlight to find his way, but this darkness was nothing to Yogg-Saron.

Yogg-Saron took out the map given by the grocery store owner. It showed that there was a crossroads ahead, and the road was very wide.

But there is no other choice at this time. If you continue to waste time, I'm afraid those fish-headed people will catch up.

So he had no choice but to cross... Suddenly Yogg-Saron had a flash of inspiration, his body began to twitch, and he walked over like the fish-headed men who had not yet completed their transformation.