After time-traveling, I became a minion of the evil god?

"If the mythical projection can be cleared, the host will get a good reward. Please explore the specific situation by yourself."

Oh!Isn't this motivation!

Just what is coming?

Asking the system whether it will tell me is not necessarily true, even if it can, it will definitely lose a lot of fun.

Putting away his phone, he also began to act according to the plan.

To be honest, compared to the mythic projection, it feels more realistic to complete the achievement.

Because it is unknown which mythical being will come, it is impossible to determine the danger.

If Cthulhu mythology.

You will drag yourself into the water, maybe you will be besieged again, especially when your plan is still being implemented.

Thinking so much is adding to the troubles, let's take it step by step, the first thing is to gather people and develop believers.

Anyway, this is not my own world, so I can do whatever I want.

Afterwards, just hand it over to those guys from the Fulian.

Complete achievements!Dump the mythical projection!Awesome!

. . . . .

Two days later, an abandoned warehouse.

A large group of homeless people and gangsters gathered in the warehouse, quietly watching the man in black standing on the steel platform.

"For the great Cthulhu!!! Cheers!!!"

With the cry of the man in black, the carnival officially began, and the scene exploded immediately.

"Ke Zong sends candy!"

"Ke Zong sends candy!"

"Ke Zong sends candy!!"

Deafening shouts resounded through the warehouse, and several men in black robes walked forward pushing two large boxes with trolleys, which immediately attracted the fiery eyes of those people.

As the box opened, the man in black took out small transparent plastic bags filled with white powder from the box.

In the other box, there were bread and mineral water.

But these foods were not too attractive to everyone. They were like a pack of hungry wolves, their eyes gleaming with greed, staring at the small bag in the hands of the man in black.

Mo Yu, standing on the steel platform, smiled silently, watching this scene with interest from his eyes hidden under the hood.

Choose spiritual and physical depravity and obey desires.

Or choose to take the food and leave this sinful hell.

As the man in black threw out the small bags in his hand, the crowd suddenly became noisy, raising their hands to pick up the small bags.

Only a very small number of people came to the food distribution box, took the food, and left the warehouse.

They are the sane, the ones who did not choose to sink into hell.

While those people were snatching up the small bags, a man in black robe walked up to Mo Yu and lowered his head to report the situation: "Master Sacrifice, a new batch of goods has been received."

"Well, I see, how long is it enough?"

"According to the current daily distribution volume, it can last for about a week."

"Very good, by the way, there is one more thing..." Mo Yu's eyes fell on him, and he stared at him for about ten seconds, which made the man in black so nervous that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, before he opened his mouth slowly : "Other things don't matter, I don't care, but what I want to use, there is no less, understand?"

The black-robed man bent even lower, filled with fear in his heart, and answered in a trembling voice: "Yes... yes, not less, what the priest needs, absolutely not less."

"Well, then you go to work."

Hearing this, the man in black hurriedly withdrew as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

He was afraid, afraid that he would also become the food of those monsters. The leader of the original gang died two days ago.

Under the watchful eyes of many gang members, including himself, he was torn apart alive by a group of monsters that looked like they had no skin.

For those monsters, bullets can't even penetrate their bodies. Ferocity and horror are synonymous with them.

As the largest gang in this area, its main business is drug trafficking and human trafficking. Because it has a lot of money and powerful firearms, even the police dare not provoke it at will.

After all, the police in the beautiful country know everything. There is nothing here that is unfair to money. If there is, it will be doubled.

But from that day on, the gang disappeared and was replaced by the Raliyah Order.

Believe in the god who sleeps in the ancient city of R'lyeh in the deep sea-the order of the great Cthulhu.

No one knows what the priest of the order is going to do, his thoughts are just like its origin, mysterious and incomprehensible.

Mo Yu looked at the crowd who were huddled together and looting things, and suddenly let out a light laugh.

"It's really interesting~ Make good use of your remaining value, this is the last carnival of life.".

Chapter One Hundred and Eight

A top-floor presidential suite in a certain hotel.

"The investigation site is almost done. There are illusory myths in this world, but there are no gods."

"Zeus, king of the gods, is he starting to conquer this world?"

Zeus stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking into the distance, thinking about the mysterious voice.

Why on earth would the other party help them?What is the purpose?

Boom!

Thunder flashes in the dark clouds in the sky, giving people a feeling that a storm is coming.

SHIELD.

"Any news?"

Nick Fury asked the people who walked in, because the whirlpool cloud incident two days ago kept them busy for a while.

The reason is that someone photographed the location of the three thunderbolts, and there were actually people.

But this is impossible. If a human being is struck by lightning, he will die suddenly on the spot.

There is no trace of PS in the photo, but because of the pixels, the picture is not clear, only three people can be vaguely seen.

"There is no news yet. The agents have searched all over the area, but have not found any trace."

"Then expand the scope and make sure who the three people who appeared at the lightning drop point are." Intuition told him that those three people must be very important and must be investigated to the end.

. . . . . .

Inside the warehouse, a group of people fell to the ground in disarray, murmuring and moaning with blissful expressions on their faces, as if they had come to heaven.

Mo Yu, who was watching the whole process, said nothing, took out the "Necronomicon", and started preaching as usual.

Under some kind of strange guidance, the spirits of everyone on the scene merged together to form a unified dream.

In the dream, everyone saw the ancient city sunken in the dark deep sea, and heard low-pitched whispers coming from the palace.

Suddenly, the gate of the palace opened, and clearer whispers came from the darkness inside the gate, attracting everyone to enter.

When Mo Yu stopped talking, it was already in the warehouse.

He smiled slightly, closed the book in his hand, and whispered: "Lalaye waits for you to fall asleep, I hope you will have a good dream, hehe~ˇ~"

The lights in the warehouse were turned off, only slight breathing sounded one after another in the darkness.

After walking out of the warehouse, several ghouls crawled out from a dark corner.

"I didn't bother you today, and the plan went well."

Mo Yu looked up at the night sky and muttered to himself: "Will there be new fun tomorrow? Do you want to expand the scope? Huh, let's develop fanatics first, and then let fanatics develop ordinary believers."

Otherwise, relying on him alone, he would not be exhausted to death.

Choosing to believe in Cthulhu is actually because it has the most contact with humans.

'I'm tired enough today, go back and rest. '

the next day.

When Mo Yu came to the warehouse again, he was surprised to find that those addicts had already woken up.

It's just that they didn't lie down or lean on one by one, looking drunk and dreamy.

Instead, he is holding tools, carrying materials, and frantically transforming the warehouse.

And on the wall facing the gate of the warehouse, there is a five or six meter long side with the flag of the strange group printed on it.

The pattern is a black octopus, but it has a pair of wings, and the twisted tentacles hang down. When the wind blows, the fluttering of the flag makes the tentacles look like they are wriggling.

"What the hell..."

This scene directly confused him, he exited the warehouse, looked again, and found that he had not gone to the wrong place.

So these guys are really the addicts from yesterday?

Is this the end of refurbishment?

"Master Sacrifice! What kind of sacrifice does the great god like?" While he was staring at the construction scene, a pale and thin man suddenly came beside him.

Walking is wobbly, although I feel that I will fall down, but the expression is quite excited, this guy can't be high, right?

"..."

I don't know what Cthulhu likes!

If you want to ask me what Hastur likes, I can still talk about it.

But at this time, he is a priest, so he can't say that he doesn't even know what the god he believes in likes.

".~God likes to have more believers, and work hard to make the church grow stronger."

The man who got the reply ran back quickly and told others about it.

After the other party left, Mo Yu looked at the situation at the scene, he was confused, but this is always a good situation, right?

He silently watched the renovation progress, and by noon, the warehouse had been cleaned up.

With the joint efforts of everyone, a new circular stone altar was also built in the center of the warehouse.

This situation has completely exceeded expectations. Originally, Mo Yu thought that he would have to wait for at least a few days, but he did not expect it to be so soon.

Looking at all the people in black robes in front of him, he coughed twice, walked up to the stone altar and began to speak.

Facing those crazy eyes, even he felt weird.

In just one night, these guys basically (Li Zhao) became like fanatics.

After praying to the gods, everyone left the warehouse for lunch.

In the empty warehouse, Mo Yu turned around and stared at the pattern on the wall, the octopus head, and the long and narrow bat wings, which are the characteristics of Cthulhu.

"These guys, have you seen Cthulhu?"

"No, it's also possible that Cthulhu projected his own image into their minds, otherwise the SAN value would be directly zeroed, but it's really scary. It became like this in just one night, which is more terrifying than brainwashing."

jingle bell~

Suddenly a bell rang, and Mo Yu took out his mobile phone from his pocket to connect it to his ear: "Hello?"

"What!? Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, his expression became serious, and he walked out of the warehouse quickly.

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In a luxurious bar, because it was daytime, there were no customers.

More than a dozen people in black robes stood by the table, and there were stools beside them, but none of them sat down.

"What did the priest say?"