A Weird Theater That Started In London

"I am very interested."

After seeing through the identity of the mixed race, Lu left the mouth.

In the past, many denominations have been very interested in him, such as:

Nestorianism, Aojiaoism.

Now that there is a Cthulhu pagan religion, there is absolutely no need to be surprised by this.

the other side.

Miss Mia's eyes flashed green light. Unlike Yang Kai, the former had to accept her fate to become deaf and mute, and she was able to parse the language, but the ancient island language took longer.

"Are you crazy?"

The magic mouse kept patting Lu Li's chest with its small paws, as if to wake him up.

"No." After answering, Lu Li also looked at the hybrid with eager eyes, like staring at anatomical materials.

"Then please come with me."

The misshapen hybrid nodded.

Its face obviously doesn't show any expression, anyway, there should be no fear, this kind of creature that has heard the evil spirits whispering, almost knows what fear is.

"It's crazy that this group of foreigners wants to have a connection with the sea monster."

"A bunch of **** who believe in evil spirits."

behind.

Some normal islanders murmured regrets and anger, resisting contact with paganism.

It turns out:

Unlike when the little mouse came, there are many sensible people in the island city right now, but unfortunately the number is not dominant, and it will be a matter of time for them to be assimilated and eliminated.

Various shapes of deep diver statues surround the semi-circular arch of the temple, making it look like it has a heavy cult atmosphere.

The slender cable bridge exudes an ominous aura, especially the four towers, which make people shudder.

Go straight.

The above is the purpose of Lu Li's actions.

In order to avoid some irrelevant people appearing again and causing any trouble, he simply followed the trend and went directly to the source of everything.

As Whitebeard said, there are twelve statues in the hall, dedicated to the giant deep diver, and in the middle is the old ruler of the last stream, Dagon.

The little mouse frowned, the air full of water vapor and seaweed smell made her nose uncomfortable.

"Is this something just salvaged?"

Lu Li looked forward, there was a bald lizardman kneeling there, his face was covered with scales and pink gills, it was disgusting at a glance.

The Dagon statue was covered with thick aquatic plants nourished by moisture, and strips of turquoise slime had not dried up.

"That's right."

The elder nodded, stood up slowly, and muttered in the island language: "Praise the 'ruler of all', praise the maker of the seal in the name of the 'Seal of Kish' and all those who obey this seal.

In the name of 'the door leading to Ye' and all those who use this door, those who have walked and those who will come, praise those who lie beyond the door. In the name of 'the one who will come'... in the eternal mansion Lalaiye, the sleeping Cthulhu waits for you to dream. "

God babbling.

Ugly.

The voice was weird, like a mouthful of thick phlegm in his mouth, as if the ability to speak was about to degenerate.

Obviously, it has all the qualities a villain should have.

If it wasn't on the way to Mi University, the island would not be able to get around. Lu Li actually didn't want to deal with these bastards.

"What do you have to teach me?"

"Don't talk about doomsday, eternal life."

Because he had more contact with himself, Lu Li found these miscellaneous things, and always liked to rely on these two places for his teachings when preaching.

To bluff?

Please come up with something new.

Otherwise, Lu Li felt that it would be better to start killing, even if he was not bloodthirsty.

It was a pity that the pagan elders could not speak well, let alone being able to use advanced theories to convince Lu Li, who had already resisted contact with the evil god.

In desperation, it beckoned.

A half-breed with no obvious fish characteristics understood, and quickly handed a slate.

Miss Mia, who had almost finished analyzing the ancient island language, was stunned for a moment, and a stream of understandable data poured into her mind—

Spell-enchanted slate, sourced from the sunken city of Lalei.

1. Sacrifice a deep diver and a human to the slate in a bloodless way, and lose a lot of sanity, and the caster can gain some truth.

2. Anyone who holds such a slate can see eerie vistas and indistinct ooze-like giants existing in spaces of changing hues and shapes, and hear distant gliding and absorbing sounds.

Taboo: If the owner of the slate destroys it, the nightmare will only intensify and be affected by the curse.

If the bearer is wise enough, he will gain more truth.

reason?

Loss of reason = gain of truth

Reason enough = more truth

Miss Mia almost exclaimed about the words parsed by her own ability, because she thought of more.

In fact, the sequence system is similar to this!

And from the moment he took the slate, Lu Li knew where it came from, and he wasn't very afraid. After all, he had seen the Heretic God deity with his own eyes.

Compared to this, what is an enchanted slate?

Soon, an unfamiliar world began to manifest in his eyes, and the orange-toned sky covered his entire vision.

The sun went down and the clouds darkened.

Chaotic sounds came from the sea below, and deformed creatures chanted with strange syllables.

The sight alone was not enough to make Lu Li feel anything. He even looked for the mermaid with great interest.

Through the three pairs of pupils, there are many young beauties in the depths of the eye-shaped altar.

Sure enough, Lu Li found them.

The coquettish face is very serious and has a unique flavor.

Well... just look at the face, once the line of sight goes down, it will destroy the overall beauty, because these mermaids start to fester from the collarbone, like a large meat strip that has been soaked in water for a long time, extending out strands of filamentous granulation.

"That's it?"

As time went by, Lu Li felt a little bored, until at the end the sleeping big guy was not reflected through the slate.

A group of servant races who are only worthy of appearing on the dissection table are making chaotic and torturing sounds. This is the whole impression it gave Lu Li.

Of course, one cannot ignore the looming sound of snoring that seems to be coming from the deepest depths of the sea, and contains unknown meanings... The owner seems to be sleeping soundly.

As for the harvest, not without.

Some fragmented information poured into Lu Li's mind, letting him know how to summon the father of the sharks and how to enslave the low-level deep diver.

However, relevant knowledge is recorded in the book published by the University of Michigan.

To put it bluntly, reading the cowhide book consumes more mental energy and reason than staring at the slate. The former also requires him to use the refreshing pipe, and there is a certain amount every day, and at the same time, he has to bear certain risks.

Correspondingly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will gain more taboo knowledge.

"Is that all?"

"That was so disappointing."

Looking at Dagon who was enshrined in the forefront, Lu Xin made a plan and looked at the many mixed races:

"Can you take a moment of your time? I introduce you to an all-knowing, almighty, Mighty One, Jehovah."

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