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

When Claure entered the Crowned Palace, he found that he had sat at the head of the long table without any surprise.

Under the blessing of the scepter, he felt that his whole body was full of energy.

"Everyone is here, let the party begin."

"New member Klauer, next time you are late, I don't mind giving you a little lesson."

Claure said to Mr. Crowner pretending to be himself at the end of the table.

"Ahem, I will abide by your will, Mr. Champion."

The real Mr. Champion was obviously taken aback after hearing this. He coughed dryly and then cooperated.

"This guy is pretending to be decent."

"Sure enough, he has the talent of the God of Mischief."

When Claure saw this, he couldn't help but complain.

"Members, I think it's not appropriate to meet at 5 a.m. in the morning. How about we adjust it to 3 p.m. every Sunday in the future?"

When Crowler said this, he glanced at everyone present.

“What’s the difference between meeting at 5 a.m. and meeting at 3 p.m.?”

"Why did you adjust the party time?"

The Champion's low questioning voice came from Kraul's mind.

"You, a guy who has never had to sleep, surely don't know the difference."

"I seriously doubt that you are human, or even humanoid."

"After all, humanoids need to sleep."

After Kraul complained secretly, he sent a message to the winner:

"Dear Mr. Champion, it is too early for us to meet at 5 o'clock."

"After all, humans need sleep."

After hearing this, the winner seemed to be deep in thought and stopped replying to Klauer's words.

"Dear Mr. Champion, it is great to adjust the meeting time from 5 am to 3 pm."

"I support you with both hands and feet!"

Delna said excitedly when she saw this.

After Morhis heard that the party time had been adjusted, the depressed expression on his face seemed to suddenly disappear.

He raised his hand in the air to show his approval.

"I very much agree!"

Helen, who was sitting lazily, said in a drawn-out voice.

"It's really magical."

"What kind of magic did Miss Helen cast to change her appearance so completely?"

Crowl focused his attention on Helen who had just spoken.

I found that no matter how I looked at him, I felt that the other person was around 25 years old.

"I agree."

After seeing Helen agree, Jane followed suit.

Later, others expressed their agreement.

"I disagree!"

"This is an evil party!"

"Illegal party!"

"Devil's party!"

"let me out!"

"Otherwise, I will pray to the goddess of the crimson moon to send down divine punishment and catch you all in one fell swoop!"

At this time, a distinctive and abrupt voice was shouting.

Claure turned his attention to the direction of the sound and found that the sound came from Paul Donald, who was closest to the main seat.

"shut up!"

Claure held the scepter tightly and shouted at Paul Donald.

And at the moment when Klauer made this action.

The gem on the scepter suddenly emitted a dazzling lightning.

Lightning struck Paul Donald.

"boom!"

The entire huge palace was shaking.

"Ah~!"

Paul Donald let out a shrill scream, and his whole body kept twitching.

Then, he collapsed directly to the ground and fainted.

Everyone looked frightened when they saw this.

"Klauer, you did a great job."

"What you did was unexpected and had a shocking effect."

The champion's voice of praise came from Kraul's mind.

"Thank you."

After Claure responded with his heart, he looked around and then entered the topic:

"Delna, do you have anything to communicate?"

Claure turned his gaze to Delina and said.

"Dear Mr. Champion, I found two more pages of Tang Emperor Napoleon's notes."

After Delana finished speaking, she presented the notes in her hand.

Claure took the note in his hand with a casual move and read it carefully:

"On January 1000, 1, after rejoining the Satanic Society, after several months of planning, I felt that the opportunity to steal the 'Right of Eden' was ripe."

"I clearly feel Mr. Crown's weakness and the severe depletion of his divine power."

"I believe that besides me, other partygoers in the giant hall will also feel similar. At the same time, I discovered that among the partygoers, there is a high-level transcendent who has the same purpose as me."

"I felt the other party's power, mystery, and terror."

"Perhaps, he is a peak Q-level transcendent, the king of angels in the mouth of the ten major god churches!"

"As long as he gets the artifact 'The Power of Eden' and with the help of the 'Stone of Eden', his probability of being promoted to god will be greatly increased!"

"The opportunity will come soon."

"Opportunity, my only chance to become a god!"

At this point, my notes stopped abruptly.

Seeing this, Krall quickly flipped through another page of notes, only to find that the time of this diary did not match the previous one.

Krall continued to read the contents of another page of notes:

"On August 999, 8, I joined that extremely powerful organization that cannot be named. I asked the second-generation Enlaisl, what is the difference between the creation artifact 'Tratus' and other artifacts?"

"After hearing this, Enlesl chuckled. He only said one thing: If you have the creation artifact, you have the hope of being promoted to a rank above K level."

"There is actually a K-level sequence?!"

"Extraordinary people with K-level sequence talents are already gods. What are the names of extraordinary people with sequence talents above K-level?"

"I was shocked beyond measure, so I quickly asked what the sequence above K level was called?"

"After Enlesl heard this, he laughed without saying a word. He asked me directly: 'Do you know what a shepherd is?'"

"Shepherd?"

"I shook my head repeatedly to show that I knew nothing about the Shepherd."

"Enlersl sneered when he saw this and said: 'The shepherd is above God and is a product of the sequence above K level.'"

"A being more powerful than God?"

"As someone with Q-level talent, I feel that my understanding of the world is relatively comprehensive."

"But after hearing that there are 'pastors' above God, my world view collapsed."

"And at that moment, the third generation of Habus walked up to me and said to me with a serious face: 'The word Shepherd is not something that a transcendent of your level can understand. Just hearing the word Shepherd These three words will cause a certain degree of pollution to you."

"'The Shepherd', an unknown terror that causes pollution just by hearing his name?"

"I opened my mouth wide and stared at the third generation Habs with incredible eyes."

"Enless revealed to me that the Shepherd was not well-intentioned to begin with."

"Be careful of the Enlesle family."

"Beware the faun."

.........

After Krall finished reading, he put the diary away in his hand. He was like a statue at this time.