In the mysterious world of Cthulhu, I am the Lord of the Gods

It must be a themed story line similar to "Maze of Destiny". This is an extremely dangerous themed story line where serious abnormalities may occur in the receptionist, or even extremely abnormal things such as the receptionist shooting tourists...

Dr. Burt has secretly developed a new themed storyline. He must inform Captain Ian as soon as possible. At the same time, he must keep a close eye on Dr. Burt to prevent him from doing anything unusual and terrifying.

Klauer thought of this and said casually to Morhis:

"Morhis, this piece of information you provided is of great value."

"As an exchange of information of equal value, I will also provide you with a piece of information that is very valuable to you, that is - the mysterious theme story line that Dr. Burt will secretly develop next will be very dangerous. .”

"For your own safety, I recommend that you do not participate in the development of Dr. Burt's new themed storyline."

"Dr. Bert's new theme storyline will be dangerous? I...why didn't I realize...?"

Morhis, whose face was already ugly, looked horrified after hearing this, and his face became paler.

"Great Mr. Crowner, I am just a subordinate of Dr. Bert. He will develop a new theme story line and will definitely ask me to participate in it. What will I do then?"

Morhis gave Crowl a look of help.

Isn't it just a matter of making excuses? What's the problem, Moore Heath? I don't see that you are just a liberal arts man who is addicted to the world of screenwriting but doesn't know how to deal with people...

Just when Crowl wanted to give more advice to Moore, Jack, who was beside Moore, rushed to answer:

"Isn't this a very simple thing? You can just pretend that you are too busy to handle it... If it doesn't work, you can find an excuse to take leave... If it doesn't work, you can just pretend Secretly report him to the senior directors of Chenxi Company."

"Anyway, there are many ways, just think about it."

After Jack finished speaking, he glanced at Morhis with a proud look on his face.

This guy Jack is really a seasoned guy...

Isn't Jack a pirate?

How could he have such a mature way of dealing with his boss?

Claure couldn't help but be surprised when he thought of this.

Is this guy Jack Purder just pretending to be a pirate?

And behind him, is there an extremely powerful organization?

If this is the case, then isn’t this notorious Satanic society that I belong to in danger of being exposed at any time?

Klauer couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this.

It seems that I have to be more careful. No matter what, I don’t want to reveal my true identity to these party members with unknown origins...

Claure relied on the majesty of his position as the leader to look at the other stranger members one by one. The rest of the gathering were:

A woman in her twenties who wears a tall felt hat, is slightly fat, and has a lazy body...a hooded woman with a youthful appearance and a thin figure...a clerical woman in a red dress... A boy dressed as a hunter...a boy with a pale face...plus Paul Donald dressed as a profiteer...

After Krall finished communicating with Morhis, he didn't ask everyone. He didn't have much contact with other members of the Satan Society. Although he roughly knew their names, he couldn't figure out their details. Out of caution, he Raul did not take the initiative to communicate with them.

Klauer maintained his dignified image and asked:

"Are there any other members who need to communicate and trade?"

After receiving a negative answer, Claure finally turned his attention to the person sitting in the seat directly opposite him. That was the real owner of the giant hall—Mr. Crowner.

After a brief exchange with the crowned person in secret, Krall held up the sapphire scepter under the instructions of the crowned person. The sapphire suddenly emitted a dazzling light. When the white light disappeared, only the bustling palace was left. The sleeping Paul Donald, and Mr. Champion sitting directly opposite him.

"Hahaha, Klauer, I can't believe that you have such a superb talent for performing. It would be a waste of talent if you don't become a magician in the circus."

After everyone left, the champion instantly swapped places with Klauer, and Klauer also changed back to his original appearance.

"Dear Mr. Crowner, this is really a wonderful experience. Especially the moment I hold your sapphire scepter in my hand, I feel that my whole body is full of power. I can clearly feel that my strength has improved by several levels. grade."

"Dear Mr. Crown, can you tell me the function and origin of the scepter in your hand?"

Claure's eyes were blazing, and he stared at the sapphire scepter with a look of unfinished understanding.

"Its name is 'The Almighty Staff'!"

"As for its origin, you are not qualified to know."

The crown bearer has a casual attitude.

"As for its functions, there are many, and one of them is that it can be used for time and space teleportation. But for other uses, you don't need to know. After all, with your current strength, you are still unable to control the Almighty Staff. "

The winner said this with a very proud look.

"Clauer, do you still have a Leyden bottle? I am willing to make a deal with you again. You can set the terms of the transaction as you wish." The champion talked about the Leyden bottle, without the majestic posture of the superior, and his tone was urgent. Affection.

Krall's mouth curled up slightly after seeing it. It seemed that his guess was correct. The Crown was in urgent need of Leyden bottles to collect electrical energy. As long as he accumulated enough electrical energy, he could escape from the detention of the giant palace. .

A Leyden bottle can only collect 100 six-eyed thunder eels and 6 hours of bioelectricity, which is far from enough for the winner...

Thinking of this, Klauer touched his nose and pretended to think about it for dozens of seconds before saying:

"Dear Mr. Champion, I can provide you with another Leyden bottle, but you need to help me deal with some very difficult guys. Do you agree to this deal?"

"Are you going to deal with some tough guys?"

The champion's body moved slightly after hearing this, and Krall could even detect the powerful psychological fluctuations of the champion.

"Yes, dear Mr. Champion."

Claure mustered up the courage and looked at the opponent for a few seconds, as if he wanted to see through the winner.

The winner was slightly startled after hearing this. He was silent for a moment and then slowly said:

"Klauer, how strong is the person you want to deal with?"

Claure's eyes were burning as he looked at Mr. Champion and said:

"A dual-talented person with a rank of 6 and a mutated witch with a rank of 7."

The winner was stunned after hearing this. After a long silence, he finally said this:

"Kraul, those are not extraordinary beings you can deal with. Even if I can help, I can't guarantee that I can kill them 100%."

Claure looked astonished after hearing this:

Great Mr. Crowner, aren't you omnipotent, equivalent to the existence of God?

How come the champion can't even deal with the tiny Shi 6 extraordinary person?

Is the crowned person worried that he and the giant palace where he is located will be probed by more powerful beings?

Or is it that the champion is currently very powerful and has a limited range of use?

In the giant palace, the Crowned One is invincible, but it is difficult for him to have a substantial impact on the outside world?

Shhh...that's definitely the case.

Claure thought for a moment and finally came to the above inference.