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

"You, the four main god teams, acted rashly without fully investigating the situation. You did not lose more than half of your number, which is very good."

"This siege was not bad. At least the battle was over before I arrived. Although Einhos Kane and Teresa escaped, the final result was not bad."

Delat Meese's eyes emitted a strange white light, and he glanced towards the scorched black explosion place where the castle was burning, and finally came to such a conclusion.

After hearing this, the elder Taylor, the captain of the mechanical team, said to Delat Meese: "This achievement can be attributed to Crowl, a member of the Night Ruler team."

"Kraul? A low-level transcendent who is less than the fourth level of sergeant?"

Delat Meese was stunned after hearing this, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Kraul.

"A telepath?"

Claure was stared at by everyone, and he touched his nose uncomfortably and said:

"The reason why I was able to ambush the members of the cult organization is due to the cooperation of the large army and the heavy weapons in my hands."

After Kraul finished speaking, he looked at Gatlin, who was blown into pieces, with a look of pain on his face.

"Everyone, search carefully and bring back all the broken extraordinary items, hot and cold weapons, and all useful things that were lost in the fight. Don't even let go of an extraordinary red-eyed bee..."

After finishing speaking, Delat Meese slapped his hands and directed everyone to clean up the battlefield.

Krall silently walked towards the flattened paint bucket, bent down, and lifted it into his hands.

"Clauer, that's just a 2p bucket of paint, throw it away."

Delat Meese frowned slightly after looking at it, and shouted to Kraul.

Claure looked at Delat Meese expressionlessly after hearing this. He was holding a tattered paint bucket, standing still and not speaking.

Delat Meese only felt a little embarrassed...

After the large forces cleaned up the entire battlefield and settled the casualties, it was already 10: pm.

During this period, Krall found an opportunity to chat with the sloppy old man from the Jiange team. During this period, he also asked about the "Great Qin Gathering Luck Meditation Chart" and its origin.

But the sloppy old man was just hemming and hawing, always changing the topic, and was a complete liar. Only then did Claure understand that the sloppy old man didn't know the origin and purpose of the "Great Qin Gathering Luck Meditation Chart".

The sloppy old man only used the "Great Qin Fortune Gathering Meditation Chart" to increase the success rate of his deception. Kraul was so angry that he reached out to the sloppy old man and wanted the 6 pence back.

.........

The oak forest is very large, very large, densely packed with trees, endless.

Claure alone could not get out of this oak forest. He had no idea where he was in the oak forest at this time.

But this didn't stop him from walking out of the oak forest.

Claure followed the large army and soon came to an oak forest filled with dense gray fog.

The large army moved out a large number of metal giant copper components from unknown boxes, and soon formed a giant metal circle two people high. Then they moved out several large metal boxes filled with black liquid.

Each metal box contained hundreds of densely packed six-eyed thunder eels.

Damn it, the army also carries a huge Truss portal with them...

After seeing it, Claure could only marvel and complain.

When Claure returned to his apartment, it was already past 1 o'clock in the evening.

As soon as Claure entered the door, he saw Doris sitting on the sofa with red eyes.

When Doris saw Claure, she immediately shouted to him: "Damn you, you came back so late, where are you fooling around again?"

"Didn't I say that if you have something to do and you have to come home late, you should tell me in advance?"

Doris said, shaking her fist hard at Kraul.

"Kraul, you're back, it's still so late~"

After the sleepy Xisha was woken up, she opened the door and looked at Klauer while wiping her eyes.

"Dinner is on the table. You can heat it up and eat it yourself."

After Xisha finished speaking, she turned around and ran back to her room immediately.

However, Doris quickly heated up the tepid food, then brought it back to the table, sat across from Klauer, and watched him gobble it up.

"Doris, I have something to do tonight and I have to work overtime at short notice. I haven't received any advance notice. However, if there is another time and there are signs that I have to work overtime, I will tell you in advance, regardless of whether I have to work overtime or not. "

Claure didn't want Doris to worry about him not coming home or coming home late every time, so he promised Doris that he would let her know in advance next time.

"Clauer, why are you carrying a tattered paint bucket?"

“Have you started picking up trash as a side job?”

Only then did Doris notice the tattered paint bucket in Klauer's hand, and couldn't help but asked in surprise.

"Ahem, recently, I want to learn how to be a painter."

Claure found an excuse to explain.

After hearing this, Doris was dubious and looked at Kraul as if there were flies on his face...

Due to last night's battle, the Night Ruler team took half a day off.

Claure didn't get up until almost noon. He quickly washed himself, finished his meal in a hurry, and then drove directly in the direction of Kaba Academy...

As soon as Kraul stepped out of the carriage, he was grabbed by Kiragi who was standing at the entrance of the academy.

Claure looked at his pocket watch and found that the time was only one-thirty. He couldn't help being curious and said to Kiraji:

"Jiraji, what kind of wind is blowing today that brings you here so early?"

Kiragi did not answer the question, but instead took Kraul to a nearby tavern.

Seeing that there was still an hour before class time, Kraul followed Kiraji to a tavern near the cathedral.

As soon as Kiraji arrived at the tavern, he ordered three bottles of brandy with a strength comparable to Maotai.

"Kiragi, do you want to drink it all? I don't want to drink alcohol with such a high alcohol content. I only drink ginger beer." Krall waved for a can of ginger beer.

Claure considered it slowly while watching Kiragi pour high-grade brandy into his mouth.

An hour later, the two supported each other and walked in the direction of Kabbah Academy.

"Damn Kiraji... I suspect that this tavern sells fake wine that has been seriously watered down and I don't know what kind of intoxicating drugs have been added to it!" Claure said dissatisfied.

"Klauer, even so, don't you think it's very powerful?" Kiragi said indifferently.

The two staggered into the training hall. When they sat in the last row, they found that the class was about to start...

The lecturer was an ascetic from the Asan Kingdom in the Eastern Continent, wearing a red towel, red oil on his forehead, and a red robe. This made Kraul stunned again.

"Damn it, did I drink too much fake wine?"

Claure shook his head vigorously and finally determined that the person sitting cross-legged on the podium was an ascetic from Asan Kingdom.

At this moment, the ascetic monk said in lame Kate Mandarin full of curry flavor:

"On behalf of the lecturers of the two major series of the God of Mercy and the Lord of Perfection, I will explain to you the mysterious and mysterious light of creation that is closely related to the awakening of the extraordinary talents of these two major gods!"

"The light of creation?"

"What does the light of creation have to do with the series of two main gods, the God of Mercy and the Lord of Perfection?"

After hearing this, Claure couldn't help but straighten his body.