[Zhongzhu Wenye] Medicine specialization is amazing, isn't it?

"The combination uses Howard Philip Lovecraft." A message was sent to Fyodor's cell phone, and the light that prompted the arrival of the message flickered for a while, illuminating Fyodor's face hidden in the darkness .

Several computers were placed in front of Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky at this time, and the densely packed small windows on the display screens were showing the conditions captured by the cameras in various places in Yokohama.

He hacked into these cameras half a day ago, and relied on these cameras to monitor every move in Yokohama.

There are more than a dozen small windows showing darkness—that is the camera that was affected when Oda Sakunosuke and Yumeno Hisaku escaped from Lovecraft.

"Gods..." Fyodor showed a nervous smile, "Are there really gods in this world?"

"Then how is it possible—" the corners of his mouth opened wider and wider, "if a man rejects God, he must worship other idols, and those made of wood, gold, or ideas are impossible. Said to be a god... So, those who think they don't need God are actually idol worshipers?"

"For example, this Lovecraft." Fyodor casually threw a file bag marked "Top Secret" in a corner of the room, and soon a mouse crawled over, rustling skillfully. He gnawed at the file bag.

If you look carefully, you will find that the feet of the mice are not covered with sawdust, but paper scraps with writing on them.The handwriting on those scraps of paper has become blurred due to the physiological activities of the mice, and it is no longer possible to see what is printed on them.

"It's just a building built by humans to create a certain road, but who said that the building is what the builders wanted?" Fyodor tilted his head, "Gogol, everything that needs to be prepared Get ready."

"Of course!" Gogol poked his head out of the darkness with a smile on his face. He lifted his cloak and shook it, and a bunch of things fell out of it.

"Then let's go." Fyodor stood up, "At the time of the new moon, among the forests, the mother of all things followed the call and appeared in front of people... The altar between Tokyo and Sagamihara City is useless. .”

"Summon? Summon what?" Gogol asked curiously.

"The same thing as Lovecraft." Fyodor stretched his waist and stretched his body, "In this way, even the combat power ceiling of PortMafia doesn't have the ability to fight two-on-one, right?" ?”

Sagamihara City is located in Kanagawa, not far from Yokohama.

In the center of the triangle formed by Sagamihara City, Tama City, and Machida City, there is a slightly raised highland.

And not far to the west of the highland, it is within the scope of Tokyo... and there happens to be a forest there.

In the middle of this forest, there is a strange and dilapidated altar.

If Atsushi Nakajima was here, he would be able to immediately remember—this is the altar he saw when he fell into a dream because of Tachibana's supernatural power in the previous case.

But Atsushi Nakajima is not here.

Now on this new moon night, here are Fyodor the Demon, and Gogol the Clown.

"Do you really want to do this?" Gogol asked, "Why do I feel that the altar does not give me a good feeling?"

"What does that matter? Anyway, you have supernatural powers, don't you?" Fyodor showed a slightly cold smile.

His smile didn't reach his eyes, but Gogol obviously didn't care about it.

"Well, this is your freedom." Gogol shrugged, "As you think, I will take you away when the crisis comes—"

"You are my friend." Gogol said, "I still want to share true freedom with you. If I don't save you, you must be really cold, right? Then when I am truly free Wouldn't it be too sad if I didn't have a friend to share this happiness with me when I was young?"

Fyodor said nothing.He was busy smearing the blood in the bucket brought by Gogol along the lines on the altar.

The moist blood flowed along the lines of the altar, and finally connected end to end at a certain moment when the new moon rose into the sky, forming a closed circle formed by mantras.

"Yeah! Shabu Nicholas! The black goat that gave birth to tens of thousands of descendants—" Fyodor sang a long poem of praise without hesitation, and there was a foreign word in every line .

Gogol followed Fyodor's instructions, and while the other party was chanting, he used his supernatural ability to directly behead the heads of hundreds of different animals.

There is something different from the weird energy of the supernatural power mixed with the vitality of the sacrificed animals hovering above the altar, and finally following the strange gravitational force emitted by the altar, twisting and circling in the sky, and finally condensed and fixed on the altar. In the sky, it seems to use such power to open the way to Ability God.

Then it disappears.

Fyodor: ? ? ?

Gogol:? ? ?

At the same time, Yokohama.

Almost at the same time when Fyodor and Gogol arrived at the altar, the system on Shen Yuehuan had already detected what they wanted to do.

The system looked at the detected energy and thought for a while, and decided to eat the energy first, and then casually talk to the host, Shen Yuehuan, later.

After all, Shen Yuehuan has been with the salted fish for so many years without doing anything (...), and will definitely go down with the salted fish in the future, so this little thing doesn't need to disturb the date between its host and his boyfriend.

Medicine specialization system: The taste of this kind of energy mixed with vitality is not bad, although it is not as delicious as the life energy that escapes after saving people, but it has a lot of it, the only problem is to get rid of the smell of blood, tsk... ...Looking back, let the host do two more tasks to save a few more people.

After all, as a salted fish boss who has no shortage of energy, the consumption of purifying those life energy is not as much as the life energy overflowing from those people after Shen Yuehuan completed the mission to save a few people.

So the system directly absorbed the energy that was most likely to open a space channel, and even hiccupped.

Medicine specialization system: Hiccup, I'm full.

In other words, as long as the medical specialization system is still on Shen Yuehuan, as long as Shen Yuehuan is still writing to the world, then Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky summons the black goat Shabu Nicholas The idea is bound to be impossible to succeed.

And this point, neither Shen Yuehuan nor Dazai Osamu, or even Fyodor is completely clear.

Only Edogawa Ranpo took a look at Shen Yuehuan when he found out that only Howard Phillips Lovecraft had shown his real body, and when Yokohama was waving his gray-green arms and feet and started making noise.

Howard Philip Lovecraft stands on the banks of the Tsurumi River.

His original human form, the hand in the sleeve of the tall, thin man turned into gray-green arms, and those arms were twisted and stacked, and finally formed a creature that was indescribable and could only be described as [something] .

It was a monster with vaguely human outlines, an octopus-like head with many tentacles, a scaly, jelly-like body with giant claws, and a pair of long, narrow wings behind it. .

It has a bloated and fat body, with thick mucus dripping on the protruding arms and legs, and the huge green body rises from the bank of the Tsurumi River.

But Nakahara was already standing on the bridge across the Tsurumi River.

"Dazai, as you said, it's not a supernatural ability... right?" He said through gritted teeth.

Due to the previous actions of Lovecraft and John Steinbeck, PortMafia's lower-level personnel who were unable to use their powers suffered heavy casualties.

When the two members of the group were chasing Oda Sakunosuke, even if Oda Sakunosuke tried to lure them to places with few people, but even so, it affected many ordinary people.

What's more, most of the remote and inaccessible places are the places where the dark side of the city is active, and PortMafia is the most representative of them.

Dozens of people directly under PortMafia were killed as a result of Lovecraft's collapsing buildings, and that's not counting the casualties of PortMafia's affiliated organizations.

"Yes, I went to test it when they were chasing Odasaku." Osamu Dazai said, "I pretended to be a passerby who was thrown out by Lovecraft at that time... But my supernatural power is Absolutely works."

"Steinbeck's vines can be eliminated by me, because it is a supernatural power, but Lovecraft can't." Osamu Dazai said, "What's more, the official has not experienced a war to control us and the combination—"

"Because their chief, who is in charge of this, was sent to the hospital in a car accident." Osamu Dazai's face was gloomy, "This is not the work of [the group]."

"In that case, let's fight." Nakahara looked at Lovecraft, who stood like a mountain by the river, and took off his hat from his head.

"Hey, you want to open the filth directly?" Osamu Dazai was taken aback, "I'm not here!"

"Are you a fool, Dazai?" Nakahara also sneered, "Since I said that only I can compete with him, then it means that only I can defeat him if I turn dirty."

"Whether it's you, the leader, or even Yue Huan, I haven't been given any other choice from the beginning!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took off his gloves, and the two rings were exposed to the air, shining brightly under the moonlight.

"You gloomy and filthy tolerance, don't wake me up again."

Black and red lines climbed onto his fair skin made of wearing a long-sleeved coat all year round, and his sleeves were also blown apart under the influence of gravity, but the two rings were still intact.

In the Central Plains with [Dirty] turned on, Lovecraft, who was incarnated as the [Old Ruler], rushed towards him.

This is a battle between gods and gods!

"Chuya is still a bit reluctant to deal with Lovecraft alone." Osamu Dazai dropped the communicator, "Shen Jun, what are you going to do?"

Shen Yuehuan was standing where Nakahara Chuya was originally standing at this time, and when he received Dazai's call, he was picking up Nakahara Chuya's hat from the ground.

"Did you put a bomb on Lovecraft's body?" Shen Yuehuan said softly, "Detonate it."

"what?"

"No matter how many tentacles/hands Zhongye destroys, Lovecraft can regenerate almost immediately." Shen Yuehuan watched as Zhongyuan Zhongye once again condensed the gravity bullet with his bare hands, pressing the entire black and red sphere into Lovecraft's wrist The knotted body, that indescribable body exploded immediately, and then was reborn again.

This kind of scene was staged over and over again...until Chuya Chuya's seven orifices began to bleed.

His body couldn't hold it anymore.

"So I think the focus should be on his core." Shen Yuehuan said, "In other words, the inside should cooperate with the outside... Hurry up, the middle can't hold it anymore."

"The detonator is in your right pocket." Osamu Dazai said, "Remember the girl you met when you rushed over? She is Izumi Kyoka, and she stuffed the detonator into your windbreaker pocket."

"I see." Shen Yuehuan blinked, without hesitation, he put his hand into his windbreaker pocket, and pressed the button of the detonator.

Somewhere inside Lovecraft's strangely shaped body, there was a loud bang in response.

Immediately afterwards, Nakahara raised his hand and pressed the gravity bullet into the cumbersome Lovecraft again.

Shen Yuehuan took out his usual white jade pipe from his waist with his backhand, and a green ray of light caught up with Zhongye, who had fallen to the ground and was still in a state of filth, and swept across his body from bottom to top.

As the green light wandered, the black pattern disappeared from Chuya Nakahara's body, and Chuya Nakahara's consciousness returned to this world.

"What's going on...?" He was taken aback for a moment, and looked at his lover who was walking towards him with a hat.

"Qi comes out from the sun and focuses on hand Yangming." Shen Yuehuan gave him a needle with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"Surprisingly good." Zhong Yuan took his hat from Shen Yuehuan, and looked around again, "Dazai didn't come? Then how did I stop?"

"Of course it's because the breeze and dew can dispel your state." Shen Yuehuan shrugged, "Even if Dazai is our cub, we can't always ask him to relieve your state of filth, right?"

Nakahara Chuya: ... Dazai is our cub... What kind of tiger wolf is this.

The author has something to say:

Fyodor just thought it was very interesting and he knew the map of Sagamihara City, so he wanted to do something, and he almost succeeded.

But he didn't know that the first thing after the black goat came was to eat the summoner.

So if Shen Yuehuan's system didn't eat the energy for summoning, Fyodor would be cold, and the whole world would be cold, and because of the conflict between the old master and the outer gods, things would not go according to Fyodor. Dole's idea developed.

They will not team up to hit Ye, but will pinch themselves, and then destroy the world (...).

I don't know much about Cthulhu. This is a private setting I checked some superficial information because of Lovecraft's appearance in Wenye.

It is privately assumed that Lovecraft is the embodiment of Cthulhu in this world, so of course Fyodor can also summon the black goat Shab Nicholas.

In addition, I mentioned the altar in the previous article. If you don’t remember, go to the chapter of Atsushi Nakajima Dreaming in the previous volume.

In addition, when Dazai is hit or takes the initiative to hit someone, it is common sense (not) that there will always be something more or less on the guy who hits or is bumped.

Ps. The stye has basically subsided, but just in case, the daily update will resume in a few days.