My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

In the spirit world, a boundless mass of rotting flesh floated and finally stopped at a boundary.

This was the body of Shab-Nicholas, the mother of all things, and it came to the boundary between the spirit world and the material universe.

The closer the distance, the more power Shab could project into the other universe.

At this time, a group of gorgeous light and shadow composed of countless colorful spheres suddenly appeared in this space, and invisible waves began to sweep, and countless ripples appeared between the two worlds.

Shab-Nicholas felt this wave and immediately revived.

The flesh rolled violently and quickly gathered together, forming a slimy black tentacles, a mouth dripping with mucus and full of sharp teeth, a deformed eye of different sizes, and a short black leg like a sheep's hoof at the end.

"Yog-Sothoth, you are finally here. Our offspring, the ghoul god Nag, has fallen.

I need your help to project more of my power to kill that humble hunter and let my offspring revive in his body!"

Yog's voice echoed in Shab's spiritual sea, raising strange black waves:

"The long river of time has shaken in my perception, and the future scenes I can see are becoming more and more blurred.

The future has become unclear, and I have a bad premonition.

There are things I can't see through and hidden dangers in this world."

Shab's soul roared madly:

"You are the Lord of Time, existing in the past, present and future. Even if everything decays, you can live forever in the world. Now you are afraid of danger and stop moving forward. I am so disappointed.

If you are not willing to avenge our offspring, then help me project more power to the past!"

No creature can be safe and sound after killing its offspring. This was the case in the past, the present, and the future.

No matter what kind of enemy it faces, it can make the enemy fall into despair, and then taste the enemy's soul and turn it into a part of itself.

"Enough! Has the long years of sleep wiped out your already pitiful wisdom?"

Yug's soul roared:

"I just reminded you of the danger, and I advise you to be careful.

Of course I want revenge. While you are still sleeping, I have sent two incarnations into this world. Afgomon and Tavier At Umur will complete the tasks I assigned."

Afgomon and Tavier are his two strongest incarnations, and any incarnation has the power to destroy the planet.

The light and shadow became illusory and finally disappeared, as if everything just now was a dream.

"Damn Yog!"

Seeing the other party disappear, Shabu cursed a few words and then calmed down again.

Even without the help of the Lord of Time, it can project its power over, but it is a bit troublesome.

It slowly fell into a deep sleep and entered the world of dreams.

The world of dreams is not bound by any time and space, and can evoke two worlds of different dimensions to each other.

Its consciousness sank into the dream, and began to capture the dreams of creatures in the target world.

In the endless sea, a whale floated on the sea. Half asleep and half awake, it saw a rolling meat mountain, and then its body quickly mutated and split into smaller whales.

The small whales swung their tails at the same time and quickly swam towards the coastline that was unknown how far away it was from here.

Their bodies began to grow several tens of black tentacles, and the tentacles were densely covered with deformed eyes.

In these eyes, goat legs grew one by one.

Strangely, all the movements of these small whales remained consistent, and even the swing amplitude and direction of the tentacles were uniform.

In a ruin somewhere in the Kingdom of Sintland, a fishman as tall as a house was dreaming with a weapon made of coral.

The next moment, two black goat horns grew on its head, and black mist lingered on the horns, and there seemed to be a lingering sound. Its originally webbed feet quickly mutated into hooves.

The fishman woke up from the dream, and its skin began to fester, but it was unaware and ran wildly with its weapon.

Similar mutant fishmen continued to join its ranks, and they gathered into a torrent and ran away.

Wherever it passed, there were pieces of meat everywhere.

These pieces of meat seemed to have consciousness, and spontaneously formed new individuals, forming deformed creatures with tentacles or goat hooves.

In the gray fog outside Shattrath City, a night owl perched on a branch suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist. Before the blood mist fell to the ground, it turned into a new individual - a meat ball with tentacles and a mouth.

The meat ball rolled towards the light and soon entered the range of the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array. Wisps of black smoke emerged from the surface of the flesh.

Its mouth let out a crazy and evil roar, and continued to roll into the city, and finally turned into a ball of ash and was blown away by the night wind.

Such things happened in every corner of the continent.

In the Windy Canyon, Hasut saw a fire zombie suddenly mutated, and countless fire tentacles and a mouth grew on its body.

He suddenly became ecstatic, and he felt the breath of the Mother Goddess on this fire zombie!

Hasut immediately prayed devoutly:

"Goddess of Dark Plenty, Supreme Mother Goddess, Black Goat of the Forest who gave birth to thousands of descendants, your offspring asks for your mercy"

In the astral realm, Hastur, who was flying at high speed, stopped.

He quietly felt the afterglow of the breath that suddenly appeared just now, and whispered in a low voice:

"It is the breath of the Lord of Time. Did Yug decide to participate in this feast?"

The yellow robe fluttered, as if it was filled with wind.

Interesting, first it was Shub-Niggurath, and now it's Yog-Sothoth, what changes have occurred in this world?

During the last holy war, his projection briefly entered this world, and he didn't find anything special.

Now that two extremely powerful void lords have become interested in this, it means that something interesting is happening.

Hastur laughed wildly, his body flashed forward, and he felt that the excitement he was looking for was about to come!

Half a year later, Shattrath City, Holy Light Cathedral.

Eliza finished reviewing the last document and let out a long sigh.

During this period, there were mixed feelings.

The Radiant God System has been established, the church has officially changed its name to the Sun and Moon God Cult, and the other two churches have announced that the Sun God and the Moon God have become the subordinate gods of the Radiant God.

The power of faith harvested by the church has reached more than twice the previous level, and the number of holy crystals and energy chips produced has increased fourfold.

The design drawings of the interstellar spacecraft that can stimulate the seventh level have been completed, and the information exchange platform has been completed.

High-level extraordinary people are constantly being born in the church. The number of sixth-level extraordinary people in the church has increased by two, the number of fifth-level extraordinary people has increased by more than thirty, and the number of fourth-level extraordinary people has increased by nearly five thousand!

As time goes by, the number of fifth-level and sixth-level extraordinary people in the church will explode.

However, whether it is the various parishes of the Kingdom of Farouk, or the Kingdom of Arashi and the Kingdom of Budamia, strange phenomena have appeared in the city.

Every day, believers are polluted by unknown enemies and turned into evil creatures with tentacles and deformed eyeballs.

These believers have been staying in the city, and the magic array in the city has never stopped running.

The enemies lurking in the dark can actually bypass the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array and the Shelter Magic Array to threaten the believers, which means that the defense of the church is not impeccable, and there are loopholes that they are not aware of.

Eliza finished her work, returned to Moya Manor, and entered the alchemy laboratory.

Recently, her husband has been busy with alchemy research, completely obsessed with it, almost to the point of sleeplessness.

After discovering his wife coming in, Clown ignored her. Now his experiment has entered a critical moment. If it succeeds, he can verify whether the Saint Crystal can be reversed into the power of faith.

Half an hour later, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The experiment failed, and he verified another wrong alchemical formula.

He summoned the golden wall and quickly scanned it.

[Alchemy: 480425/500000; Level 6]

[Sun and Moon Rotation: 1082564/2000000; Level 8]

[Holy Light Field (Tai Chi): 546837/3000000; Level 2]

The improvement of alchemy proficiency has made great progress, but he still hasn't found the right path to make the Saint Crystal re-manifest into the power of faith.

Reading the error-free version! 6=9+Shu_Bar first published this novel.

Clown stood up and walked towards his wife:

"You look a little bad, what happened?"

"Recently, problems have occurred in various parishes. Some believers have never left the city, but they have been polluted and turned into monsters. We tried to find the cause, but there has been no result. The progress of the matter has come to a deadlock."

Eliza said, handed over the file in her hand, and said:

"This records the situation in Shattrath City in the past six months. The number of polluted people continues to increase every year.

Even if we have prepared various defensive measures, the results are minimal."

Clown took the file and looked through it carefully. After a while, he quickly browsed through it and said:

"It should be an old opponent. I had several indirect encounters with the enemy a long time ago."

The description in the file reminded him of his experience in York Town, Rhine City.

It was also this evil god with tentacles that almost polluted him and turned him into an evil god's claws.

Fortunately, the Golden Light Curse happened to be upgraded at that time, otherwise he would have said whether it was there or not.

Now the enemy is making trouble again, and it is showing traces so frequently. He began to wonder whether this evil god has also come.

Eliza asked, "Do you know what law the enemy controls?"

If you can know the information about the law the enemy controls, you can make targeted arrangements.

Klauen showed a look of recollection, and said after a moment:

"In addition to the pollution law that all evil gods have, there should also be the authority of laws such as life and reproduction.

Because its believers have a common feature, that is, they have strong vitality and can create various monsters to assist in combat."

He paused and said:

"How are these polluted believers dealt with?"

"After killing them, they are placed in the flame array for burning and purification."

"Leave a few alive, I'm going to see if I can find any clues."

Eliza said:

"You can go to the Paladin Prison outside the city tomorrow to see that a group of polluted believers are imprisoned there.

We are observing and studying the behavior of these polluted people, and trying to develop a potion that can restore them."

The next day, Clown came to the Paladin Prison.

This prison was built on the edge of the back mountain of Shattrath City, close to Moya Manor.

The warden, Stantin Relf, ​​was a fourth-level extraordinary person, but he had the honor of meeting him, so he came to receive him with great trepidation.

"Your Majesty, you are the first ray of light in the world. The holy light shines, and the glory lasts forever!"

Crown waited until he finished reading, and said:

"Bless you, my believer. May you cleanse your holy soul in the light and have the courage to face the darkness."

"Are there any polluters caught in the past three days? Take me to see them."

"Your Majesty, please follow me. A polluted person was sent here yesterday afternoon."

Standing led the way in front. He took out a bunch of keys and opened the locked iron doors one by one. Finally, he stopped in front of a door marked with a nameplate of '1067' and said:

"This polluter was once a second-level priest. When he was first sent in, he was able to maintain a certain degree of sobriety."

He looked into the room through the special crystal glass, but found that it was empty and saw nothing.

"Damn, where did it go?"

Standing cursed and quickly approached the glass to check.

A hanging face suddenly broke into his field of vision from above. He saw that the face was covered with blood, one eyeball disappeared, and a bloody flesh beard protruded from it, still swaying gently.

The sudden appearance startled him, and he stepped back two steps, his breathing becoming rapid.

Realizing that he had lost face in front of the gods, he hurriedly explained:

"Your Majesty, this thing came out too suddenly, and I was caught off guard and got scared."

Looking at the believers who did not look like humans at all, Clown said with pity:

"Open the door, I'll go in and take a look."

Standing nodded obediently, found the key and opened the room.

The door was just a show. The main defense of this room was the magic array engraved in it, which formed a layer of transparent light film that could deal with attacks of the fifth level.

Now that the gods came in person, nothing would happen.

The moment he opened the magic array portal, the monster inside suddenly rushed out, but hit the divine power barrier released by Clown.

At this time, Clown saw the full appearance of the monster.

Except for the head, neck and chest, the monster's arms and legs turned into tentacles, and there were eyes on the chest and back.

Clown used his divine power to detect the monster's entire body and shook his head gently. These organ mutations were irreversible changes.

Now this former believer could no longer be transformed back.

He released the time reversal, and the pale golden light enveloped the monster. All the other party's movements in the past five days passed through his mind.

At the beginning, the other party had not yet turned into a monster, and all his cultivation was normal. The mutation happened in an instant without any signs.

Clown repeatedly checked these pictures and finally found some clues.

The other party's expression in his sleep showed struggle and pain many times. Combined with his experience in Yorktown, Clown believed that the evil god could enter the dream and pollute humans.

Attacks from dreams, how to defend against this?