Many evil people have a painful past. Although the pain in the past is not the reason for sin, in many cases, if there was no despair at that time, there would be no sin today.

The General of the Underworld—the gloomy Lord of Cold Bones—often thinks of his fragments of memories that have faded with the passage of time. What penetrates into the depths of his soul is the bone-like despair, and what is buried in the past is the weakling who curled up and cried——

At that time, I was still an unknown scientist who spent all his money on "biofusion" research in a fit of passion - at least he called himself a scientist.

At that time, the world's science and technology ushered in explosive and rapid development. New results were developed in new fields almost every day. Many of the theories and technologies studied at that time completely changed the world.

In such a world, scientists firmly believe that "man can conquer nature", "the building of the palace of truth has been built by humans", "in this era, humans are destined to reveal all the truths of nature, and future generations of scientists only need to tinker with the building of science"... So there is a

According to this trend of thought, as long as scientists have confidence and ability, they can achieve all desired results.

In that context, the young man ambitiously spent all his family fortune on "biofusion" research, with the aim of creating species with greater potential and even genetic agents that enhance humans. The ideal is full, but the reality is

It was very skinny. Before he hit his head with blood and had no way out, he didn't know that the technology of that era was far from being able to cover such a precise field.

When dreams collide with reality, it often leaves people with a bloody head.

"Damn it! Why can't these cells fuse?" The man cursed, spouting out all the insulting words he could imagine. He slapped the table hard and wrote down the piles of words.

The paper full of words was torn into pieces - since the cell fusion experiment was unsuccessful, then the paper he had worked so hard to write was all nonsense.

He grabbed his hair hard and banged his head against the wall almost hysterically. His brain became groggy, and only the desire to hurt himself remained.

He really wanted to smash something, but everything that could be smashed in this extremely simple small research institute was already in pieces - it was not his own doing. A group of gangsters who came to collect debts robbed everything that seemed valuable.

stuff, and then smashed the rest to pieces.

At that time, he felt lucky - because those bastards still left behind more or less his own research platform and a few high-precision microscopes that he bought with a loan. Maybe those people didn't see that these equipments were part of this unqualified research institute.

The most valuable thing in his life. At that time, he still believed that he would be able to achieve results with these devices left behind and gain the success he deserved.

But now it seems that he would rather take them all away, at least then he will not know that his research directions are all wrong, that he will lose his family and his family, and all he will get in exchange for his wife and children is nothingness.

Crying, blood and tears flowed down from the violent impact of his forehead. He yelled at the top of his lungs, wanting to vent something, but halfway through the shouting, he became hoarse and opened his mouth wide, unable to make a sound. He covered his face with his hands and finally

I noticed that most of the hair I had just pulled out was white.

He is only three or four years old, but he already knows that he has no future.

It’s better to die and leave this boring world. He seemed to hear the ringing of the phone in his ears. He stood up mechanically, walked over and picked up the phone——

On the other side of the phone, he heard a burst of noise, as if countless illogical people were whispering. He was confident in distinguishing but he seemed to hear people he was familiar with speaking crazy and profane words in different languages... In the chaos...

Among the noise, he vaguely heard a slightly clearer sentence:

"This is an extremely dirty world... No one recognizes you, they think that a scum like you doesn't deserve to live... You hate leaving your wife, you hate the society that oppresses you, you hate everything in this world... Human beings are despicable

They don't allow you to live, and they don't deserve to live in this world... Everyone must pay the price, kill them, kill them..."

Everything seemed like an illusion. The phone slipped from his hand and hit the ground. In fact, the phone, which was not plugged into any power supply, never rang from the beginning. When he put the phone to his ear, there was nothing except the sound of air movement.

There was no real sound outside.

But he really heard it, heard the old terror whispered in sleep, heard the call of the transcendent gods who looked down at the ant-like human beings in reality from outside the world.

Those messy words were not told specifically by anyone or any god, but by the ancients outside the world who used their supreme spiritual world to reflect the true darkness in their hearts.

He started laughing wildly, laughing crazily without wiping the blood and tears on his face. He was laughing crazily and easily.

That day, a young scientist with dreams was killed by the times.

That day, a man who accidentally heard the ancient gods talking in his sleep became an indescribable true believer.

He disappeared into the night, and the forgetful people quickly forgot that such an unfortunate young scientist had ever existed, just like the sea doesn't care if a drop of water evaporates.

Just a few days later, people accidentally found a lot of corpses of flesh and blood squeezed into square shapes in a nearby garbage dump. Among them were gangsters, scholars with academic misconduct, and recently divorced women... dead

The condition was so miserable that one could not imagine how much torture they suffered before their death.

He couldn't remember how long it had been before he met a person named Ye Kong on the other side... If there was anything derived from human civilization that he found slightly pleasing to the eye - then it must be Ye Kong. He was not

Surrender to Ye Kong, but respect Ye Kong very much, respect Ye Kong who is not a god but is almost as good as a god, respect the first person in such a long time who is willing to provide him with experimental data and believes in his experiments.

So he chose to cooperate, and under the arrangement of the night sky, he silently conducted fusion experiments on nightmares of different species at an experimental site called "limbo".

This is the past of the Lord of Gloomy Bones. When an ordinary person was completely despairing of the world, he listened to the whispers of the old people beyond the stars.

As the most special "general" in Huangquan, he and the others

The biggest difference between "General" is that his reason is not awakened by the night sky. Even...his reason is only alienated from the beginning and has never disappeared. Because of this, he is not so much a subordinate

Yu Huangquan, it is better to say that he is temporarily cooperating with Huangquan.

Xue Zheng believed in Ye Kong, believing that even if the old gods were out of control, Ye Kong would be able to solve it. Even most people in Huangquan agreed with Xue Zheng's idea.

However, whenever the Lord of Gloomy Cold Bones thought about the idea of ​​blood conquest, he started to laugh from the bottom of his heart. Among the many "generals" and so many strong men in Huangquan, only he himself clearly knew that it was a waste of time.

What is the so-called "ultimate weapon" summoned by most of the resources in the limbo of hell? Although he respects the night sky, he truly surrenders wholeheartedly to the old people who pulled him into the darkness and distortion.

Yog-Sothoth, the Lord of the Old Ones, the King of the Endless Void, one of the Three Pillar Gods. He is the conqueror of terror, the creator of pain, both the destroyer and the victor of glory! He is the almighty eternal life of the beginning.

Lord! Even if his ritual only summoned one of his thoughts, he firmly believed that the person who came here was an invincible existence on this small self-enclosed planet.

All things are unified, exist in countless dimensions, countless time and space and even countless universes, have witnessed countless ultimate void truths, and even transcend the laws of space and time of the universe. Its essence cannot be described, cannot be understood, and is absolutely incomprehensible.

Known, indisputable, incomprehensible, inconceivable.

"One is ten thousand, ten thousand is one, the future is one, the past is one, all things are one..." He murmured in confusing language, praising the greatness of the past.

The Lord of the Gloomy Cold Bones could vaguely sense a color that could be called "joy" in the chaotic spirit of the All-Union. His master was very happy, which made him feel a sincere feeling.

joy.

He was very curious about what was attracting this supreme being in that place.

He was also looking forward to it, looking forward to witnessing how desperate his enemies would be when they saw the terror of this god in their eyes.

…

At this time, the people who were regarded as targets by the All-Union were still discussing their future in ignorance.

"So we can start communicating now - although it is not clear what blocks the path through reality, but since it can be blocked, it must be torn apart." Xiao Yao held the unconscious person in his arms.

Elizabeth thought about it and said, "Qi Rui, your power level is the highest, can you give it a try?"

"Unfortunately, I can't do it yet." Qi Rui shook his head, "I can't find any 'coordinates' that I can work on, so I can't find any breakthrough at all. I think the other side is blocked by Deng Yinglu.

Although I can’t remember what Shan did, my perception tells me that this is a sign of something bad.”

Xiao Yao sighed: "Well, recently, none of the things related to Dengying Lushan are good. If the Dengying family puts all their energy into promoting social development, I will
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