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

"Klauer, a lot of new information has recently arrived."

"You need to sort it out."

When Claure walked into the inner library, Mr. Lin just walked out of the data room and gave instructions.

Claure thought that he just wanted to find information, so he readily agreed.

He glanced at the large pile of information that appeared on the long wooden table in the data room, and couldn't help but quickly stepped forward.

Krall began to read each page carefully, filing them in order and summarizing them.

"Where did these bizarre information come from?"

"Bought from the cultural relics store on Haima Street?"

"Or did you get it from the black market through auction?"

Klauer saw that the information was basically from the early fifth era.

Most of them are written in the ancient Knovish language, and occasionally there are materials written in the ancient Hebrew language.

Most of the information relates to sacrificial magical rituals and occult knowledge.

The information involves specific mystical ritual patterns, complex symbolic runes and incantations.

Krall knew the material was dangerous.

He did not read word for word, only the key content.

For example, the language, the time, place, people and things mentioned in the material, and the gods mentioned in the text.

As for the symbols involved in summoning gods and the corresponding spells involved in the data.

Krall just skipped it and didn't read it.

Although Mr. Lin told him that 90% of the summoning rituals recorded in the materials were fake.

But it does not rule out that some of the contents recorded in the data are true.

Therefore, the 'Night Judge' team compiled and summarized the information and submitted it to their superiors, who would investigate the information one by one.

When dangerous information is involved, superiors will immediately notify the local 'Night Judge' team to trace the source of the information.

Claure sorted it out very quickly. In less than 2 hours, he had finished sorting out two-thirds of the information.

Suddenly, a piece of information caught his focus.

He focused his attention on the document and found that it was a notebook covered in black goatskin and written in red liquid.

Klauer opened the notebook and saw a page depicting a robe wearing a pale mask.

The robe is made of an unknown material of yellow fabric.

The robe tightly wrapped the skinny body.

But what is covered under the yellow robe are countless octopus-like tentacles.

Krall looked closely at the pale mask.

But it seemed that what was hidden under the mask were endless tentacles.

And those tentacles seemed to have countless eyes, staring at him in the endless abyss.

"Whoo~"

When Claure saw this, he couldn't help but let out a big breath.

Driven by curiosity, he continued to flip through the notebook.

I found another page depicting an abstract pattern composed of simple dots and twisted lines.

The pattern looks so simple, more like a mark than a pattern.

A mask-like yellow mark.

Crowl lowered his gaze.

Under the yellow mark, a line of blood-colored text hanging like a vine appeared within his field of vision.

The words are scarlet red:

"We have rescued Yiti from human troubles, and we acquiesce to those who continue to be parasitic here!"

"Come! The Nameless One, the King in Yellow, the Far-away Reveler, the Lord of the Deep Stars and Seas - Hastur!"

"Come down! Hastur!"

"Come down! Hastur!"

Seeing this, Krall instantly felt like needles pricking his head.

The whispers, sometimes seductive, sometimes low, sometimes exciting, sometimes crazy, appeared in Klauer's ears again.

"Hasta! Hastur! Hastur!"

.........

"Fuck me!"

Claure yelled, waved his hand, and threw away the black goatskin note in his hand.

The black goatskin-covered notes were thrown against the wooden door of the reference room.

There was a loud "clang" sound.

"Claude, what happened?"

After hearing the sound, Mr. Lin rushed into the information room.

He saw Klauer covering his head with his hands.

"Mr. Lin, I, I'm fine."

"I, I just need to take a rest."

After Krall finished speaking, he pointed at the notebooks scattered on the ground with lingering fear.

He said in a staccato tone, breathing heavily:

"That black goatskin notebook is, well, weird!"

Seeing this, Mr. Lin quickly took out a shining silver charm from his arms.

He mouthed "Fei Yue".

Swinging his right arm, he threw the spell.

The silver-white spell formed a bright arc through the air, emitting a bright white light in the air.

White light enveloped the entire data room, leaving no blind spots.

After Claure was irradiated by the white light, it was like taking a cold bath in the hot summer. His whole body and mind were cleansed and he felt refreshed.

Mr. Lin after the white light disappeared.

He picked up the notes and flipped through them.

"The evil god Hastur?"

"The Hubbs family notes?"

Senior General Lin quickly glanced through his notes and said with a surprised look on his face.

"Mr. Lin, why is it called the Notes of the Habsburg Family?"

"What does the evil god Hastur have to do with the Habsburg family?"

Claure finally caught a piece of information related to the eight major families.

He pretended to be curious and asked Mr. Lin casually.

"The Habs are the same as the Enlesles."

"It's classified as Level 1 secret."

"Kraul, with your current level of extraordinary talent, you are not qualified enough to consult."

"All in all, the Habs family and the Enlesle family are synonymous with power in the Fourth Age."

"The feeling it gives is: powerful, terrifying, weird, bloody and crazy."

After Mr. Lin finished speaking, he quickly left the data room with the Black Goat notebook in hand.

"Isn't it true that one of the two major families is related to the evil god and the other is related to the devil?"

"But the information I have obtained so far is: both families are related to the evil god."

"Is the information I obtained before wrong?"

Thinking of this, Klauer habitually touched his head to express his confusion.

What happened just now made Claure not dare to take the next step of compiling the information lightly.

He organized it very carefully and did not read any content that should not be read.

After half an hour of this, he had sorted out all the information.

After Claure finished.

He began to search the bookshelf in the reference room for information related to evil gods and illegal organizations.

Little information is available.

It seems that the information related to evil gods and illegal organizations are guarded according to a certain level of confidentiality.

For those with low-sequence talent levels and extraordinary abilities, if they apply to their superiors to view these materials, they are unlikely to be approved.

Thinking of this, Claure no longer wastes time in the data room.

He strode towards the lounge on the second floor of the Black Moon Detective Agency.