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

"Klauer, do you know the location of the inner treasury?" Elder Lin asked while holding a tin cup in his hand and drinking water.

"Mr. Lin, I know this. It's right next door to the Tesla portal." Claure replied and walked towards the underground passage.

"Didn't it say that only field night judges can enter the inner treasury?" Claure walked towards the underground passage with flashing blue firelight, muttering in his mind at the same time.

He quickly walked to a Y-shaped fork, and a metal door with a turntable and a bronze metal door with a turntable and densely engraved runes appeared in front of him.

Just when he was about to walk towards the bronze-shaped metal door with a turntable, a clicking sound came from behind him.

Claure turned his head in panic, but found nothing.

"Is it an illusion?"

Claure carefully checked the empty passage with blue flames swaying behind him, with a surprised look on his face.

And just when Claure turned his head and prepared to move forward, the sound of clicking came from behind again.

"Fuck, what the hell is this!"

Claure turned around with a look of caution and checked the passage behind him very carefully.

Finally, he really discovered a secret door mechanism, which was an inconspicuous small protruding rock on the side wall of the passage. If Claure hadn't seen Orilido demonstrate it once from Vassy Cathedral, he would have really discovered it. No.

"The sound inside is coming from the secret door? What kind of monster is locked inside the secret door? If there is such a big noise, I will have to ask the captain later."

Just when Krall discovered the secret door mechanism, he did not act recklessly to activate it and prepared to continue walking towards the inner weapons warehouse.

"Click, click, click..." The secret door switch automatically rotated, and at the same time, the stone wall door of the side passage slowly opened. Claure quickly took a few steps back, and then looked inside the stone wall door, and found that it turned out to be a half-basketball court. Big secret room.

There is a bright white light in the secret room. The white light illuminates two infinitely elongated and extremely weird figures. One of the figures is walking out from the secret room.

"Which colleague is it?" Claure looked curious.

The strange figure quickly walked out of the secret room and met Klauer face to face.

Claure wanted to say hello to the opponent, but after seeing the opponent's outline clearly, he jumped several meters away. When his feet landed, the pistol was already in his hand and pointed at the opponent.

Claure looked at the strange figure in front of him, holding the trembling revolver, and said with trembling teeth:

"Man with the beak, don't move. If you move again I will blow your head off!"

"Klauer, it's...it's me, Allen, don't mess around, don't be impulsive!"

"I'll take off my protective clothing right away!" Alan's equally panicked voice came from the front.

"Alan, is it really you? Why are you dressed like this? I thought it was the extraordinary creature imprisoned inside that escaped. I was really scared to death just now. I can't live like that." Krall watched as the other person took off his protective clothing. Only after confirming that it was Allen, did he dare to take a big breath.

The person who came out just now was none other than Allen, but he was wearing a black leather windbreaker, black gloves, and a pure black leather super weird top hat. What was even weirder was that he wore an extra-long woodpecker beak-shaped mask that covered his entire head. Wrap it tightly, and use black gauze to wrap the back of the head and ears on both sides into a zongzi shape, leaving only two oversized black glass eyeglass covers.

In addition, he has a black glove holding a black scythe and a stick, and a black glove also holds a very eye-catching gas lamp. The whole person looks like a huge man holding a life-killing scythe and a soul lamp to Krall. Humanoid crow.

Not only in a dimly lit underground passage, but also on the street in broad daylight, if Claure encountered this shape, it would definitely leave a psychological shadow of hundreds of square meters.

Allen took off his beak mask and explained with a smile:

"The beak mask is a special silver anomaly that is used to isolate all mental pollution. More than ten kinds of extraordinary herbs are stuffed into the hollow part of the beak to filter the air. It is a must-wear for a qualified extraordinary doctor when performing anatomy work. work clothes."

"Then why are you holding the weird long stick-shaped sickle and the terrifying gas lamp? No matter how I look at it, you are deliberately dressing up like this to scare me." Claure doubted Allen's explanation.

Allen laughed at Klauer, then changed the subject and said:

"Claude, don't you want to visit the morgue? And get to know Ms. Dolly at the same time?"

"Morgue?" Claure looked curious after hearing this, and couldn't help but look towards the secret room.

Sure enough, as Allen said, there were dozens of push-pull long iron cabinets in the secret room. Several of the long iron cabinets were half-open, and Claure could see the bodies half-covered with white cloth.

In the middle of the secret room, there was an oversized and overlong metal operating table, with several mutilated corpses placed on the operating table.

Krall was deeply impressed by two of the corpses, the corpse of the clown in the foggy town and the body of the mutant encountered in the farmer's villa.

A figure in white clothes, who also wrapped the back of his head with a white gauze scarf, was holding a notebook in his hand, waving his hand and recording something in the notebook.

After hearing the sound of someone talking at the door, the figure in white put down the notebook and pencil in his hand, slowly turned his head and faced Claure.

"Dong dong dong." Claure didn't look at it, but he was frightened and took several steps back.

The other person was not wearing a beak mask, but a gas mask similar to that from World War II. However, this gas mask was decorated in the shape of a sheep's head, with beaming goat horns stuck to both sides, which was weird and terrifying.

When the other party saw that it was Kraul, she took off her weird mask, revealing a delicate and chubby little face. She walked straight towards Kraul, took off her white gloves and greeted Kraul:

"Nice to meet you Crowl, I'm Dolly."

"Hello, Miss Dolly, it's nice to meet you. I heard from Allen that you work in a secret room and you must wear a protective mask at all times. Take off the protective mask. If it is contaminated by the evil god, you will be in big trouble. Miss Dolly, I solemnly request that you put your protective mask back on."

Claure looked at Dolly nervously and urged seriously.

Dolly was surprised after hearing this:

"Really? Why have I never heard of it and Alan didn't tell you the truth?"

"Aren't we wearing weird masks just to create a weird atmosphere, just for fun?"

"Alan wants to cosplay a crow, and I want to cosplay a sheep..."

"Of course, this is all my idea. Allen is just performing with me and mediating the working atmosphere."

"is that true?"

Claure made a sharp turn and overturned the car. He couldn't react and stuttered a bit.

At this point he began to suspect that he had entered a mental hospital.

"You're just in the same class. As for dressing up like this? How abnormal are you two... Everyone here is a little abnormal, except for Mr. Lin and Captain Ian." Claure has already Unable to complain.