After the global recovery I crossed

Lin Xingtao felt unspeakable emotions in his heart.

The power of the evil god was indeed very powerful, he was about to jump over this heavy wave almost instantly, but his steps stopped.

The viscount's voice was shrinking, Lin Xingtao knew that when he landed, he would miss everything.

The barriers between worlds are thick, especially the world that used to be the back garden of the Outer God.

Maybe he can go back again, but this bowl of noodles... this first bowl of noodles is just this bowl after all, there will be no more.

Lin Xingtao looked down at the waves under his feet. Due to the influence of another world, the flood and the world below had the same long enough pause.

It's all like this, he still has no reason not to visit him.

Following the voice of the viscount, he returned to another world where eight years had passed.

-

The gorgeous and deserted temple interior is decorated with solemnity and beauty, and the colorful floor-to-ceiling glass around it is gorgeous and crystal clear, giving the neatly cut marble floor tiles a layer of dreamlike flow.

At the back of the center there is a throne entwined with flowers and leaves. The Viscount and Pope Gaspard sit on such a throne.

He was wearing a snow-white cassock, covered with a short scarlet cloak with golden trim, and the fur inside was soft and docile, but such heavy clothes seemed to hang on his body, making him look a little weak.

His blond hair fell back, still shiny.He is still beautiful.

But presumably no one would think that such a pope is weak - there are two angels floating behind him, and in this world, angels are extremely powerful.There is also a unicorn crouching at his feet, with its holy one horn resting on the toe of the boot.

Xu Shi had sung hymns before, and the lips of the little angels were slightly red.

Xu Shi had been stroked before, and the unicorn's mane was slightly messy.

Xu Shi had shed tears before, and the blue eyes under the Pope's crown were still slightly misty.

He threw aside the scepter belonging to the Pope, and was carefully holding a bowl with both hands in a comical gesture.

The steaming heat blurred his face and almost melted into his eyes, causing his tears to fall again.

There were noodles in the bowl, so he held the noodles and remained motionless.

His hands were actually trembling, but not a drop of soup leaked out.

He just stared at it blankly, and didn't put it down to eat. As the heat flew up to the top of the temple, he subconsciously chanted a spell to block the aroma.

It seemed that what was being held in his hands was not food, but a precious object worthy of his gaze for a long time and worthy of being enshrined.

But this is really just a bowl of ordinary noodles that Lin Xingtao came up with on a whim.

After a while, compared to the moment when I just got the noodles, the soup disappeared, the noodles were dry, and a few green vegetable leaves stuck to the noodles dryly.

The Pope hesitated for a moment, tilted the bowl at an angle, and slowly buried his face in it.

He took a deep breath, filling his nostrils with the smell of longing, but he finally couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue and rolled up a piece of green vegetables.

Full of warm taste, he looked at the small darkness in the bowl and began to chew.

Almost reluctant to swallow.

Just when he was immersed in it, a short whistle suddenly sounded in his ear.

It was as if something sharp and terrifying pierced the sky, causing three thousand crows to suppress the first scream in their throats.

ga-

Peng——

The door of the temple seemed to be opened.

In this world, only the king can break the pope's spell.

And outside the world, there is only...God.

Drops of water rolled onto the ground, and there was the sound of footsteps stamping out the drops.

The Pope slowly put down the bowl.

The brilliant light crawled to his trembling eyelids inch by inch.

The shadows of the statues, the pointed palisades, the brass furnaces, which had greedily crowded out the light cast from above the temple, all shrank together timidly and in awe.

The remaining ray of pure brilliance in the gloom finally stayed on a face that Gaspard should not have known.

"Dad?" said the visitor.

Gaspard smiled.

["Daddy?" He heard a familiar call.

"Dad." Ah, he laughed again. ]

He knew him, that was his beloved son, not the appearance of Louis, nor the appearance of an angel, but his original face—Lin Xingtao.

He just saw it with a spell, [He saw another planet, and there was a child named Lin Xingtao on the planet. ]

He saw his children grow up, mature, and handsome.

He watched him coming towards him.For others, they are making a pilgrimage to the Pope, and at this moment, the Pope is making a pilgrimage to the comer.

There are more than a dozen steps in front of the pope's seat, piled up, making the pope's crown unattainable.

Lin Xingtao walked forward step by step, every step he took would make him one year younger.

The power of the evil god's spell would make him face the pope as a child.

When he stepped down before the first step, he saw that in an instant, the high Pope fell from the throne in a desperate gesture.

Dozens of steps are not a problem.

Different worlds are not a problem either.

The red cloak flew aside, like a rose whose petals had been peeled off, revealing the soft and white inside.

His knees landed in front of Lin Xingtao's feet, and his hug arrived just in time.

hum-

The air rushes to the corners of their clothes.

At the moment when the Pope hugged the child tightly and the child embraced back, countless sounds of flapping wings resounded outside the temple.

The two-winged angels flew up together, spreading their white wings.

The colorful stained glass suddenly turned into a vast white, and the light and shadow kept changing.

Two unicorns neighed to the sky.

——Welcome the return of God.

The gate of the temple was blown to the maximum by the airflow, and the sunlight cast from outside the temple shone on Lin Xingtao and the Pope all the way.

The shadows of the wings of the two-winged angels rotate and rub together on this light path.

And in the long shadow behind Lin Xingtao, six huge wings spread out.

The Pope's raised eyes were as light as smoke, and a moist kiss was reflected on his cheek.

"...Am I being tricked by others? Is what I see real?"

Lin Xingtao let go of him, took a small step back, and brought the scepter thrown aside in his hand.

He smiled and put one end of the scepter on the pope's shoulder.

"I return to crown you, my Pope."

When Lin Xingtao left this world, he did not give Gaspard any ceremony.

It was a belated glory for Gaspard.

For Gaspard, it was also long overdue redemption.

"I am back."

Surrounded by thousands of angels, the boy and his father.

Gods and believers.

-

Holding Gaspard's hand, Lin Xingtao taught him how to use chopsticks.The Pope was very quiet, never letting go of his gaze on Lin Xingtao's hair, the corners of his mouth, and his collar.

This reminded Lin Xingtao that before that terrible banquet was about to start, he was also held by his "mother" and couldn't let go.

With a little force, he interlaced his fingers and helped Gaspas pick up a noodle.

He reached the corner of Gaspard's upturned mouth with his chopsticks and waited for him to open his mouth.

He couldn't help but think of his biological father, the man who abandoned him and his mother.

Soon he knocked that man out of his mind again.How can that man compete with Gaspard.

The one in front of him was the one who made Lin Xingtao feel affection for a time and recognized him as his father.

Although... his feelings for him were somewhat influenced by the evil god.

Gaspard swallowed the noodles lightly, stared at Lin Xingtao who was suddenly silent, and said, "I will."

With a movement of his slender and soft fingers, he took the chopsticks from Lin Xingtao's hands, and he picked up the noodles very skillfully.

However, he didn't put it into his own mouth, but handed it to Lin Xingtao's mouth.

Lin Xingtao was taken aback.

"Honey, I'm not hungry, are you hungry?"

"I……"

This kind of him, even if he was influenced by the evil god at the beginning, it is absolutely impossible for him now... to be true.

Lin Xingtao realized very clearly that eight years had passed since he left and they separated.

He suddenly wanted to make some promises, such as... Will come back to see later.

The words were on the edge of his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he touched the noodles.

And he didn't say it, because a voice he was familiar with came from outside the temple.

The tones of the world and the non-world, the impact of fury and calm, the sound alone is enough to blow up the listener, and what is bombarded in the sound is a surging and grand trend of thought.

—The speaker is Yog-Sothoth the One.

"Lin Xingtao, you have passed through the gate and re-entered this world. This is an unparalleled thing. I once said that you can only do this if you join us."

[In this world where the Outer Gods came, you want to go back to Earth—this is difficult to do unless you join us. ] He once said this, which means that this world is not so easy to travel through, but Lin Xingtao did it himself after coming into contact with the Outer God except after the first time travel.

He didn't join the Outer Gods, but he thought a little bit about the thoughts he had when he observed the Dragon King's 400 years of merit: [The Gate of the Silver Key, the Outer Gods, the Dao of Heaven...do they have something in common?Is there any connection between him traveling through this world and the world of Cthulhu one after another? ]

In an instant, in Lin Xingtao's perception, a door appeared in front of him.

——The Gate of the Silver Key.

"You still haven't lost yourself. Just like before, you've approached the ultimate door."

Indeed, Lin Xingtao knew that the Demon Emperor and the Immortal Emperor were not his real self, so he jumped over them, and the ultimate gate...is it the Dragon Gate at the end of the Dao of Heaven?

"But you are different from the gods after all. You have not passed through the gate of the silver key. You have your own gate. In the affairs of the world, people go their own way; God's way is not the way of man, but you have your own way. "

The sound disappeared, the Silver Key Gate still stood outside the temple, and countless angels suddenly looked in a certain direction.

Immediately after the voice of the One Who Returns Everything, there was a high-pitched and rude mocking sound, which came from an Outer God that Lin Xingtao was familiar with.

"Gods?!" The rough interlocutor appeared not far from Lin Xingtao, "Yes, Lin Xingtao, my friend, we are not the same."

"In the name of other gods, I welcome you, and I will also tell you—on the planet you left, there was a saying that made all the gods feel happy—the gods in the Cthulhu mythology God is not a god, but a high-latitude creature. Cthulhu mythology is not a myth, but a legend system—even immature and perfect. So, you and I are not gods, do you think? ?”

The author has something to say: Eating noodles is followed by that episode, and I haven’t finished eating noodles yet, and there is still a strange way of eating that hasn’t come out yet.A whole bowl of noodles, duck that can be eaten in many ways, hehehe.

(I want to say that rumor about noodles that has been widely circulated...)

As for whether the Cthulhu myth is a myth, whether Cthulhu and the others are gods...unknowable and unknowable, how can human beings speculate based on the concepts they created (funny).