I'm in Cthulhu

The sky is filled with stars and the bright moon hangs high.

From the moment Steve entered this orphanage, he fell into a strange illusion created by silence. No matter how powerful his burst of brute force was, he could not fight against the uncertain silence in this twisted space full of illusions.

The calling of that damn mission has also disappeared, so it's clear what's going on at this point. Let's escape this creepy building first.

Running wildly all the way, it seemed that God was showing mercy. The stairs and corridors in front of Steve stopped twisting and extending seemingly endlessly, and revealed their original appearance.

The highly enhanced sprint speed allowed Steve, who returned to the real world, to run to the orphanage gate within 1 minute. Following him, he opened the rotten door without hesitation and came to the quiet and beautiful night sky outside. Down.

"Crack..."

Under Luo Ji's instructions, Zach Francisco, who had been waiting outside, clicked the shutter to take a picture of the scene that was about to cause an uproar.

The mission was completed. Under the temporary cover of Luo Ji's witchcraft, the group of people quickly moved away from the scene. After getting out of Steve's sight, they headed towards the temporary base in New York.

In the Marvel Universe, the earth's extraordinary power in the [-]th century has not yet exploded like it will in the future, and is still in a state of nascent development.

But above this land, in the distant deep space of the universe, among the stars that are bright and full of deadly factors, there is already chaos and opportunities.

Luo Ji planned to complete the big event "Silence" as soon as possible, and then head towards the stars to develop his power and reputation in the universe in advance.

In other words, his goal is the stars and the sea!

Of course, it's still a little early to say this. The top priority now is to publish the photos of the US team losing to Silence through major newspapers, and to control the second-generation Silence to launch a general attack.

......

Three days later.

In St. Tristram's Cathedral, the bright sunlight shines through the stained glass of the church and onto the crucifix behind the pulpit, which looks magical.

Standing by the pulpit, Luo Ji took a breath of the fresh morning air and expressed his nostalgia for this feeling. He had been busy with quiet things these past few days and finally found time to relax.

"Good morning, everyone."

"I'm going to read an excerpt from a letter John wrote to a couple who lived upstairs and had a crying baby...

'Obviously you heard your child crying and you are trying to get him to stop this bad habit, but I have something to say, your methods are not working and I swear to God if the crying doesn't stop I will Go there and show him what real pain is. '"

"The Word of the Lord..."

After some teasing, some staff began to distribute cookies. Today's cookies were baked by Mary who lived on another street. After Luo Ji's hint, the chocolate and sugar on the cookies were now... The portions have become just right.

"Hey, let me ask you, is this the blood of Christ?"

Luo Ji asked the other staff member leisurely, pointing to the liquid in the golden cup in his hand.

"Yes."

"Let me have a taste."

After saying that, Luo Ji joined the team. When the person in front of him completed the process, he took the golden cup and drank the liquid inside.

"Oh...my God, is this really the blood of Christ? Wow, then he must be drunk to death every day..."

Today's church activities were almost completed. After people left one after another, Luo Ji sat on a wooden bench and relaxed in the warm sunshine.

He tried to rely on the dream of nothingness to link to a lucky person again, but at this stage, he still could not freely control this mysterious and wonderful space. He could only rely on some unknown unknown factors to passively succeed or fail.

The connection failed, so Luo Ji simply leaned on the bench and slept.

When Wilder came to wake him up, it was already an afternoon with golden sunshine. Luo Ji rubbed his eyes and asked the young man in front of him:

"Let me guess, is it about Steve? Counting the time, major newspapers should have started reporting on this crazy thing."

Wilder followed and sat next to him and responded: "Yes, these newspapers unexpectedly cared about the impact of this incident at first, but after these two days of dealing with it, for the sake of their own interests and their vague feelings towards us, Of fear, I finally agreed to publish it.”

"What's the specific time of publication? Tomorrow?"

"Yes, this is already the fastest speed... In addition, boss, the second-generation Silences are ready. When you think the time is right, you can directly order the operation to begin."

"Well... I think we can take action the day after tomorrow. Leave a day tomorrow for Steve's matter to fully ferment among the people. When these people finally fully understand the results of fighting against unknown fear, let the Silences complete their arrival. "

"As you wish."

Wilder expressed no objection. When the two of them said this, the conversation paused for a while. Then, Luo Ji stretched out his hand and looked at the golden sunlight on his hand, and said:

"In addition, I have decided to hand over the Taj Karma matter to you for a period of time... The large-scale operation of silence only needs me as the leader, and no more will be helpful."

"Of course!"

Wilder was excited. Luo Ji had not revealed much to him about the strangely named Taj Kharma. He only occasionally mentioned the place called "Kama Taj" located in the snowy mountains.

And yesterday, Luo Ji suddenly informed him of most of the relevant matters, letting him know about this magical holy land.

Magic...this old-school classic supernatural power naturally occupies a large place in Wilder's heart. He understood the reason why Luo Ji did this, so he accepted it without any hesitation.

The two chatted for some time, and when the concept of afternoon began to gradually change into dusk, Wilder left. When he walked out of the church filled with golden sunshine, his steps were much lighter.

At this time, only Luo Ji was left in the church. He was lying on the bench like a salted fish, feeling the last warmth of the dusk. He had just slept briefly. For some reason, perhaps because of the influence of the atmosphere, he He felt sleepy again.

Luo Ji looked at the crucifix behind the pulpit. The crucified Christ shrunk and twisted like a mummy, with a crown of thorns on his head, but his eyes showed a trace of compassion and serenity.

Since the last world, he has always had a bold conjecture about "living towards death". Through this method, Luo Ji could vaguely catch a glimpse of an extremely crazy thing about "gods" from the darkness of death. "Wonderful stuff.

Recalling certain related memories, he fell into a deep sleep in the gradually dimming light.