Become a god in the world of Cthulhu

Chapter 2 The First Appearance of Pure White
Damn, judging by the current situation, Team Yang knew the mastermind behind the scenes, so it was dangerous.

Ye Feng looked left and right, his heart sank slightly.

"Captain, I've changed my mind. Is it too late for us to leave now?"

He turned his head to look at Yang Yong behind him, and said politely yet awkwardly.

Yang Yong was struggling in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head.

"Mole, don't go too far, let me give you some face, you are a member of the clown gang, trying to command me?"

Yang Yong said coldly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

The man in white robe beside the altar laughed wildly.

"Officer Yang, you will not forget the agreement you made with the organization, right? If you want to break the agreement, even if you don't want to think about yourself, you should also think about your daughter. There will always be times when you are not by her side."

Mole, the white-robed man, sneered, his eyes equally stern.

Seeing that the only support is now vacillating, Ye Feng also sees it in his eyes and is anxious in his heart.

With his eyes fixed, his back turned to Yang Yong who was talking to him and the mole, and he quietly stuffed him with a piece of paper. There was also a small knife wrapped in the paper, and the knife was attached to it.

He opened the note calmly, and "Trust me" was written on it.

What does (_|||) mean?
Ye Feng understood that at these times, he had no choice at all.

At first I thought saving people would be easy, but I didn't expect that the water in this world is too deep. I believe that Team Yang may not die, but if I don't believe it, I will die now.

"Mole, have you forgotten the agreement with your organization!"

"You can do sacrifices, but you can't kill people. I can pretend that I didn't see it."

"But my subordinate, I have to take it away, there is no need to discuss it!"

Yang Yong took out his pipe, took a deep breath, and said calmly.

An impatience began to appear on the Mole's face.

Since the death of his wife, this Yang Yong has been submissively threatened by their clown gang for the sake of his daughter, and he dared to make a request today.

"Yang Yong, you are not qualified to make a request with me. Either hand this person over to me, or wait for your daughter's body to be collected!"

"You are a believer in the God of Justice and Courage. If you abandon the justice you uphold and don't have the courage to fight against evil, how much strength do you have left?"

"Don't put yourself in it for a stranger, hahaha."

Ye Feng watched the mole chattering in front of him, and instantly understood why Yang Yong didn't save the girl. It turned out that he was threatened.

Then why did Yang Yong give him a weapon with divine power, and then give him a note?

By the way, what if Yang Yong was thinking about murdering people?

No one would know that he had killed the mole.

Giving the weapon to Ye Feng, there is a high probability that the mole really hit the mark. Since the power obtained by relying on the belief in the gods will inevitably be deprived of part of the power because of not implementing the essence of the gods.

Yang Yong is very likely not the mole's opponent now!
Therefore, Yang Yong needs Ye Feng to fight with him!
"Enough, Mole!"

Yang Yong gritted his teeth and said.

"This time I'll give you the person, deal with it cleanly, and then do it after I leave. I don't want to see my colleagues get into trouble in front of me."

Ye Feng was pushed hard by him and pushed in front of the mole.

"Yang Yong, you are not only old, but also greedy for life and afraid of death. You are a traitor of the human race, you are not worthy of being a security officer!"

Ye Feng understood, and also pretended to say.

When Yang Yong heard him say that he was old, he almost lost his defense. He was obviously only in his 40s.

Seeing Ye Feng's nagging, Mole slapped him when he went up.

"Your mouth is quite broken, kid."

He turned his head to look at Yang Yong with a faint smile on his face.

"Haha, Magistrate Yang, it just so happens that I need a material for my experiment, so I won't say thank you if I'm a brother."

Mole pulled Ye Feng slowly towards the center of the altar.

"Bang bang bang..."

The bullet shot at the mole came in front of him, and several tentacles protruded from the white robe. The bullet was blocked by the blue ripples that popped out of the tentacles, like a stone thrown into the water, without sound.

"How could it be so easy to resist my enchanted bullet?"

Yang Yong put away his warm smile and looked shocked.

He is also an acting school, and he knew that although Mole's strength is low, with his current strength, it is not easy to solve it easily.

"My surname is Yang, I have been guarding against you all the time."

"I know you are not reconciled,"

"But you may not know that I'm also testing your current strength. Since you didn't choose to fight head-on, I'm afraid you don't have much strength left?"

Mole let out a smile showing a successful plot. How could he underestimate Yang Yong? After all, Yang Yong was a true believer before, and he, Mole, was just a mere general believer. It is possible to go beyond the two-tier battle.

But the secret hidden in him is too big, and every insider needs to solve it.

Mole hadn't thought of dealing with Yang Yong now, but since he didn't have much combat power, it's best to avoid future troubles.

Yang Yong must die, but it will be a matter of time, he may leak the news, but Ye Feng seems to have some background, the boss specifically told him not to touch him.

"Yang Yong, seeing that you are about to die, I might as well tell you that I am no longer who I used to be."

He took off his white robe, revealing his body.

The tiny tentacles stretched and curled up from time to time, entering and exiting various parts of the body, and the faint white mist nourished his decayed body.

"Hahahahahahahaha, I have an adventure!"

"Just two days ago, I was walking in a smoky, gloomy alley, and I met a person, a person who could change my destiny."

"It was an old man lying on the ground, in rags, a poor bug!"

"You know what, as usual, I cut the reptile's neck with a knife and let him be redeemed."

"Guess what, he glowed, right in front of me, turned into a white mist, disappeared!"

Mole took a breath and said excitedly.

"In this place where the tramp disappeared, a glowing gem remained in place. I somehow realized that the way to redeem myself lies in it."

"This is a miracle, you know, only pure white believers can control the white mist."

"The pure white mist is calling me. This whiteness makes people crazy. This is a miracle that belongs only to the pure white girl!"

He pointed to the tied girl.

"However, she defiled the priest and deceived me, she clearly said she was pure!"

"Damn her."

"The sacrifice should have been completed long ago."

The mole thumped the air angrily, showing great excitement.

Ye Feng looked at the gradually dehumanizing mole in front of him, feeling a little creepy.

This...is this Cthulhu?

It is completely different from what you read in the book. Only by experiencing it personally can you feel this sense of oppression.

"You... I don't understand this priest, but you believe her when she says she's pure? Then you're a bit brain-dead!"

"It's really not to stimulate you. People like you can't succeed."

"I am Ye Feng, a pure passerby"

Ye Feng couldn't help saying what was in his heart.

Mole finally looked at Ye Feng for the first time, and he nodded approvingly. He didn't look angry at all, but the veins on his hands exposed him.

"Your name is Ye Feng? It's been a long time. I remember the last time I saw you was when you crossed the road with your parents."

He reached out and pressed Ye Feng's lips, signaling him not to speak, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Yong.

"Ye Feng is right. Yang Yong, you said why your disciples know the truth, but why I don't."

The white mist on the mole's body became thicker and thicker, replaced by fewer and fewer tentacles.

Seeing the look in Yang Yong's eyes, Ye Feng understood.

"Everyone's definition of purity is different. Maybe in her understanding, she is pure, and that's okay."

"However, you failed."

Yang Yong, who was silent for a long time, answered.

Mole stared at Yang Yong.

"Failure? No, it won't fail. There are other ways. By sacrificing life, you can also learn the inheritance inside!"

"She must die, and you, the one who knows the secret, cannot live either."

He turned his head to look at Ye Feng and patted him on the shoulder.

"You can, Ye Feng, if you are willing to recognize me as the master, I can lead you to practice the power of pure white."

Ye Feng heard what the mole said, and thought to himself, if he agreed, maybe the mole would relax his vigilance even more.

He immediately knelt down.

"Ye Feng has lived alone for more than ten years and has never been loved by others. Today, I am grateful for the love of Mr. Mole. I hope Mr. Mole will not dislike it. I am willing to be your adopted son and give you old age until the end of life."

The brilliance in his eyes flickered, he knelt down without hesitation, and kowtowed to recognize his father.

After all, who would think that life is not good.

"Jie Jie... There are really too many happy events today. It is really my lucky day. Not only do I receive the inheritance of His Highness Pure White, but I also have a adopted son. In the future, the foster father will tell you everything about your parents!"

The Mole opened his mouth, and his chest also opened a mouth.

wow
A person who knows the current affairs is a hero, and this adopted son is so decisive, which is really impressive.

Yang Yong on the side looked dumbfounded, but the two people in front of him were suddenly loving and filial, and the atmosphere was very happy.

Yang Yong was not even sure whether Ye Feng really wanted to recognize Mole as his adoptive father. He didn't confirm what Ye Feng meant until he saw the little eyes Ye Feng gave him.

I couldn't help but think, this child is able to bend and stretch, the city is quite deep, and he has a future!
"Mole, don't pretend, you talk so much, you are not procrastinating, you are absorbing the power of the altar."

Seeing that Ye Feng was in a good position, Yang Yong didn't want to procrastinate any longer. The Mole's condition was getting better and better, so the odds of winning were low, but it was also this time, the time when he was most relaxed!
"Since you don't want to let me go, let me see what strength you have, and you, recognize the thief as your father, today I will let you father and son become underground ghosts together!"

Yang Yong took out his mysterious object, which turned out to be a dagger, the same as the one given to Ye Feng just now.

"Secondary Mystery"

"Justice Verdict"

This pair of knives is Yang Yong's famous weapon. It is amazingly powerful and has a damage bonus to dark creatures.

"Great God of Justice and Courage, please hear my call, Spear of Courage"

Yang Yong knelt down and chanted loudly.

The dagger in his hand flew into the air, and shot towards the mole with unstoppable force.

This blow contained all his strength, and it would be best if he could be killed in one blow.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie...Yang Yong, what should I say about you?"

Mole didn't rush, and with a thought, a thick white mist stood in front of him, and the dagger entered the white mist, as if entering a different dimension, and disappeared.

"If you have this strength, you can..."

Mole sneered.

"Pfft..."

The dagger protruded from the mole's chest.

The white mist lost Mole's control and spread out. The dagger inside carried a powerful force, directly took Mole and pinned him to the wall!
"Ahem... you..."

He looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"We...we are our own people!"

"Ahem... everything will return to pure white..."

The mole murmured that he did not rest in peace, the corpse gradually mist, and soon the whole room was filled with white mist.

"Father Mole? Are you still alive? Children are threatened!"

Ye Feng shouted, but it was silent, as if he was the only one left here, and he couldn't receive Yang Yong's feedback at all.

"Father? Are you really dead?"

"Captain Yang?"

Still no response.

In the smog, he walked forward. The small factory building seemed to be boundless. He couldn't get out no matter how he walked, and his heart gradually became anxious.

He suddenly had an idea, this mist seemed to belong to the pure white girl, so what if it was called her?
just do it
"Great White Lord, please listen to my call, your most loyal believer is here calling for you."

Before he finished speaking, a spar exuding colorful light suddenly appeared in front of Ye Feng.

He imitated the way of the mole, holding the gem close to his forehead, and perceived the weak information, because he had no sacrifice and could not learn anything.

This treasure is in front of him, but there is no key, whoever can afford it.

He tried to think hard, dropped and smashed, but the gem didn't respond.

How does this thing look like the new god godhead in Cthulhu's novels in the memory of the previous life!

He searched the memory in his mind, which contained the books he had read in his previous life, recalling the description about the godhead.

Looking carefully at the luster of its pattern, Ye Feng concluded that this is the godhead, there is nothing wrong with it!
But it is common sense that Godhead cannot be separated from God.

Is it...

Lord of Pure White?

Fallen?
That's kind of rubbish, that's all!
Ye Feng is ecstatic. Ordinary people may not understand it, but he has read thousands of Cthulhu-type books. Godhead can be swallowed directly. As long as your nature matches the godhead, you can ascend to the sky in one step and open the Conferred God the road!
This godhead belongs to the Pure White Daughter, and it sounds like she should be a god with a pure heart, which is exactly in line with him.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng swallowed the godhood directly. He was just a small employee before, and how could he bear the chance to rise to the sky in one step.

As the godhead was swallowed into his body, the surrounding white mist began to gradually enter his body, and countless complicated and mysterious information poured into his brain.

"what……"

Ye Feng did not expect that the fusion of Godhead would be so painful. This feeling was indescribable, and he wanted to pass out several times due to the pain.

He couldn't hold it any longer, and in a daze, he heard voices in his head.

"Has advanced to weak divine power"

"God's Vision"

"Message for believers"

"The True Body of God"

……

(End of this chapter)