DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Insmouth? Insmouth !!"

Carl didn't expect people to be in the United States, and just after a successful smuggling, he was a big surprise.

How can there be such a horrible place as Insmouth in this magical world?

Has been in this world for eleven years, he suddenly found that he still has too little knowledge of this world.

Not only can't blame him, he is the first time in his life to leave the orphanage and go out.

"calm down!"

Carl unconsciously unveiled a veil of this unknown world, and also hinted in his heart that he should not panic.

He quickly began to recall in his mind the novels of the **** of love and craftsmanship that he watched in the past because of his interest.

When browsing the DNF forum, people often said that the long-legged Rotus was an apostle designed according to the shape of Cthulhu.

Now think about it, it ’s terrifying!

Recalling the disgusting fishy smell from the driver and the villagers and the weird fish scales on their hands, Carl can draw conclusions.

Is not a coincidence, this is really that Insmouth!

"System, tell me, does this world have an old dominator or a king of family?"

Karl asked the system anxiously. When he learned that Insmouth was in front, he suddenly had a bold idea in his heart. But the premise of implementing this idea is that this world does not have the real body of those horrifying evil gods.

If a mortal dare to look directly at the old dominator, waiting for him must be completely into a crazy ending. Even if the San value of his dimensional walker's profession is a little higher, it definitely can't bear this level of spiritual pollution. It's cool at a glance, this is also playing with wool.

"Successful deduction of 50,000 gold coins."

"Insmouth in this world is due to pollution caused by a special item, and there is no king of the clan and the old dominator ..."

The system that received the money quickly gave the answer very quickly.

"Special items should be the statue of Dagon ..."

Carto fell into meditation with his chin, his mouth slightly raised. Since there is no such high-latitude evil spirit as the old days, then he has a lot of room to operate.

According to his understanding, the originally peaceful and harmonious town of Insmouth was because an extremely greedy person took an object that was not his own from an unknown island, and laid the blame for this extremely horrible curse.

It's just that the submerged submerged submersibles of the lower level are nothing in his eyes, and the submerged ones can be regarded as relatively weak races, far from the ghouls that he killed.

Just as he was thinking about how to get in the nest of the shader, the old bus stopped slowly, the door opened with a thud, and the couple in front of him quickly stood up and got out of the car. Karl also followed, and since he had already decided to seek wealth and insurance, he must not give up this opportunity. This is a great opportunity to summon Nyali.

Deep-divers in a town, kill more and condense it for sure to meet the standard.

As for psychological pressure, there is nothing at all. Karl can know that under the influence of that evil statue, the whole town may be difficult for a normal person to exist. It is estimated that all the rest are bloodthirsty monsters.

Evil attacking the minds of ordinary people has never been so aggressive. It always adopts a subtle way, thinking of malicious methods to sneak attack, sometimes wearing a mask of sophistry, and often wearing a moral coat.

But evil is evil after all, and when it reveals its true colors, you are already clutched tightly in your hands and there is nowhere to escape ...

If you want to get the gift of evil god, faith alone is not enough. Blood, life and soul, this is what they want.

Just now when Karl was getting in the car, he saw a strong desire in the driver's eyes. At first, he thought that the driver was a pervert. Now he wants to think that he is greedy for his body, and he is still the kind of greedy.

Got off the car and Karl got out of the platform with twelve points of spirit. After all, this place was related to Dagon. It is better to be careful.

He gazed quietly at the misty and distant horizon, and could only vaguely see the blurred silhouette of the cape, but at this moment, his attention was captured by the scenery just below him. Carl realized that he had come face-to-face to the Insmouth, shrouded in endless haze and rumors, a taboo place that existed only in horror novels.

In his eyes, this is a small town that stretches wide and densely built, but reveals an ominous death that can't see living things. There were only a few wisps of black smoke in the chimney pipes.

At the same time, the three tall minarets unpainted stood upright, standing against the sea level. The spire of one of the towers has been destroyed and collapsed, and the clock face on the top of the tower and the other towers are gone, leaving only a large black hole open.

Large crowded, loose and folded roofs and pointed gables convey an unpleasantly clear posture of worm-eaten and dilapidated feelings ~ www.readwn.com ~ Carl looked at the eyes Insmouth lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hey, imp! I don't think you are a local, but this is not the place you should come. Hurry up and go back and forth!"

A hearty man's laughter came from behind him, and at the same time he felt someone put his hand on his shoulder. It turned out that he had unconsciously walked in front of the young couple.

Carl frowned, and was interrupted by others when he was thinking is a very uncomfortable thing for him.

He turned around, shook his shoulders, and took the man's hand off his shoulders.

He was in the car just now because he was absent-minded and did not take a closer look at the appearance of the two. Now when he observes closely, he is a little surprised.

The dark-haired man in front of him looked like he was in his twenties and no more than thirty years old. His black pupil was as bright as obsidian, with awe-inspiring spirit, and the sharpness was hidden under the seemingly laughing eyes. His eyes were matched with a handsome face with a strong and deep profile, which was even more impressive, reminiscent of the tigers on the tropical grassland who rushed to the prey, which is full of danger.

"This is a good man, should be proficient in firearms ..."

The man's hand touched Carl's cheek just now. The feeling of rubbing made him feel uncomfortable. He understood that it was actually a calluse.

A handsome young man in his twenties who looks like a white-collar worker should logically have his hands flat, and coupled with the special circumstances at the moment, Carl guessed that these two should be official US people.

"Things are getting more interesting ..."