Author: Youjiu L

"When the stars return, R'lyeh will rise from the bottom of the sea, and the great Cthulhu will awaken."

Thakar replied respectfully.

In addition to Father God Dagon and Mother Goddess Hydra, the Deep Ones also believe in another more powerful and higher-ranking god, that is Cthulhu.

According to legend, this god came from a giant planet located in the 20th nebula. After coming to Earth, he and his family built the giant city of R'lyeh on a continent in the South Pacific.

But because of a war, R'lyeh was sunk to the bottom of the sea, and Cthulhu was sealed in the giant city.

Only when the stars return to their alignment will the power of the seal be released.

That is, He will destroy this planet, and then take his believers and dependents to the universe to find a new habitat.

"Whose war is with whom?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"The messenger of the gods did not tell them, and even in the dreams of spiritual vision, they were not given a few words of knowledge. It seems that the evil gods kept this secret."

Takal shook his head.

Interestingly, the dragon clan has been blocked from information about the mythical age, and the evil god does not reveal any information to his believers.

Except for the existence of a higher-ranking person suppressing both sides, it would be a weak fight against a wolf.

Lu Mingfei thought of the King of Sky and Wind. That alien seemed to know a lot. Maybe he could gain something after being caught and tortured.

"Which planets are the stars returning to?"

he asked.

"They don't know this either."

Thakar said cautiously.

The messenger of the gods made no other request except to allow them to multiply their population.

In the occasional spiritual dreams, they will only get some incomplete knowledge, and Cthulhu will not send down an oracle.

Lu Mingfei thought of the huge figure he saw in his dream. The other person really didn't do anything except asking a question.

The deformation of his body seemed to be caused by unintentional contamination rather than intentional corruption.

When I carefully recall the appearance of the evil god, I can't remember anything else except his huge body.

“The stars have aligned?”

Lu Mingfei sneered.

If the stars refer to real stars, it can be easily solved in the 40K universe.

If it's more economical, just use light spears and macro cannons to continuously fire volleys, plus a few bipolar torpedoes.

If you are extravagant, report it to the High Lords Council and have the Adeptus Mechanicus use anti-matter bombs.

If you are crazy enough, find a group of Alpha+ psykers and throw those stars into the warp.

It's a pity that he is now on Earth in 3K and doesn't even have a frigate.

So depressed.

He sighed.

"What's going on with that Hercules?"

Lu Mingfei changed the topic to calm down his emotion.

"The Marshes call him Cthulhu's Darling."

When hybrids metamorphose, they occasionally turn into a creature with tentacles, sometimes a long and curved fish tail, or incompletely developed bat wings.

Such deep divers are considered to have been blessed by the great Cthulhu, and are therefore extremely sacred to ordinary deep divers.

These mutant deep divers generally have lower intelligence, but their strength, physique, size and will are much higher than those of common hybrid deep divers, and they are naturally capable of using witchcraft.

Hercules has not yet fully developed, and was forcibly stimulated to grow by Old Marsh's spell. He is semi-disabled. Otherwise, the two of them without power armor may not necessarily be its opponents.

"Um."

This is to be expected. If the Evil God targets the Dragon King, then his favorite must be at least a third-generation species.

As for Hercules, except for the light of inspiration, his performance is at the level of a fourth-generation species.

"What's in those two boxes?"

"In the box in the off-road vehicle is their Bible, which is summarized from the spiritual dreams of believers throughout the ages. As for the one under the mansion, he doesn't know. It was given to Obed Marsh by the messenger of the gods, and

Tell him not to open it, and burying it underground will protect his family."

Thakar replied.

It seems that the living mansion is the work of the thing in this box.

"Where did those transformed deep divers go?"

Lu Mingfei asked again.

Since the deep divers are immortal, they will only increase in number as they reproduce, which is completely incompatible with the current population of the Marsh family.

"They went to Innsmouth."

According to family legend, Faithtown and the surrounding area originally belonged to a place called Innsmouth.

At that time, Innsmouth was a paradise for deep divers. The hybrids lived and multiplied here. After becoming deep divers, they left and returned to the sea.

But a big change occurred thousands of years ago, Innsmouth was moved to another place, and the deep divers also hid until they took the initiative to contact the ancestors of the Marsh family.

After a period of time when the Marsh family completely became deep divers, they would leave for Innsmouth and never return.

Because of this, no one knows where Innsmouth is now, but the Marsh family regards it as their true hometown.

"Are there any other Dagon mystics? Or those who believe in Cthulhu?"

Lu Mingfei was concerned about another issue.

"As far as Old Marsh knows, there are none. At least the only ones left in a large scale are his family."

Priests of the Dagon Esoteric Cult can vaguely sense the presence of other believers in their spiritual dreams.

"Then let's search around the area. If we don't find anything, we'll go back to Kassel first."

Lu Mingfei made a decision.

A week later, everyone returned to Kassel without finding anything.

"You don't have a good nose, how come you can't even find Innsmouth?"

At the welcome dinner, Fingel teased Xia Mi.

With the addition of several new members, the originally sparse long table suddenly became much more crowded.

Zero has her own exclusive seat, with a majestic black snake carved on the back of the chair.

Since Merlin and Klein have not officially joined, there are no personal signs on their seats.

At present, the number of members in the club is not enough. After the formal members reach a certain number, Lu Mingfei will re-determine the seats.

The personalities of fighting brothers are equal, but the order is strict.

But even so, Merlin and Klein were a little flattered.

Because Minamoto, Takal, and Xia Mi don't have their own seats yet.

Normally, Yuan Zhinv and Takar will eat standing on one side.

Originally, they wanted to wait for everyone to eat, but Lu Mingfei refused.

He prefers to destroy his enemies directly rather than humiliate them.

Lu Mingfei will use them to do things that he doesn't want to do but must do, rather than dispensable services.

As for Xia Mi, his attitude was to ignore him.

And Xia Mi himself does not ask for trouble, and usually eats in his room.

But today she didn't know why, so she came to the dining table and stood behind Chu Zihang.

"My authority is to open the Nibelung, but it is not a real master key. If you have the skills, go and arrest a locksmith from the mythical age."

Xia Mi rolled his eyes.

Today's theme is Sichuan cuisine, so she took a pot of Bobo Chicken, which made her mouth full of red oil and her face turned red from the spicy food.

"How can I, the chief photographer, do such a hard job as a locksmith?"

Fingel said with disgust.

"Hey, who are you looking down on? Without me opening the lock, can your emperor come?"

Xia Mi said angrily.

Although she is a bit disappointed, unlocking is the foundation of her life and she will never allow it to be belittled.
To be continued...