After hearing this name, Schiller had no mood swings at all, and even wanted to laugh a little.
This small game script is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Dagon arrived on time, Autumn and Naiya came just in time, and Yibo was not idle either.
Busy, everyone is busy, it’s better to be busy.
Why didn’t you realize that the God of Stories likes to pile up stuff so much before? Why don’t you just take a family photo of the God of Outsiders!
After complaining in his mind, Schiller still asked: "Does the so-called Prowler have something to do with you?"
Gad nodded and said, "That's me. To be precise, I'm a clone of Him."
"You said it was your blood."
"Yes, whenever I see Him in my dreams, my blood will be driven by Him, leaving my body, and wandering somewhere in the distance. After I wake up from the dream, the wanderer will return.
"
"But..." Gad showed an ugly expression and said, "I don't know why, the Prowler never came back after leaving a few days ago, which is why I was caught by the Pope..."
Schiller understood, don't ask, asking is just greed.
Now the whole thing is connected again.
Gad was originally an ordinary investigator. After participating in the hotel incident, he came into contact with the alien god Yibo, and was seduced by him to become his dependent and the bearer of his body.
Because he became a dependent of an outside god, he became immortal. The Pope also wanted to be immortal like him, so he wanted to get the method from him. But after all, Gad had a backer, so it was probably difficult for the Pope to really do anything to him. He could only
He used it as a sign for the church’s external publicity.
After all, Gad also enjoyed the status of a great prophet and did not completely break up with the Pope. The two of them always maintained a balance.
As a result, the Pope's life span was coming to an end and he was completely anxious. At this time, the prowler was caught by greed and could not return to Gad's body in time.
This must have had some impact on Gad, causing the balance that had always been there to be broken, and he fell in love with the Pope and was controlled by the Pope.
"I have been troubled by nightmares over the years. I barely care about the church's affairs. The Pope controls believers in my name. The person you met on the ghost ship should be him."
"That guy looks like a cultist."
"He is a cultist, and so is the Pope." Gad sighed and said: "He has done whatever it takes to live longer. He wants to sacrifice the entire Faraynes."
"You said he wanted to sacrifice, so there must be someone to sacrifice to, right? What god does he believe in?"
"To be honest, I don't know either." Gad shook his head and said, "Logically speaking, if the god he believes in is the same as me, then he should also have eternal life like me. But he didn't. Not only was he full
He is tortured and still growing old.”
"You said he was tortured?"
"He... I don't know how to describe him. You will know it when you see him. Gad's expression is a bit complicated."
"Where is he now?"
"On the top floor of the lighthouse."
"Why Faraines? And why the lighthouse?" Batman finally spoke up and asked a question he had been curious about for a long time. He said: "What is so special about this remote small village?"
Gad shook his head, but then said, "Maybe you can ask your gods."
Schiller asked Naiya in his mind: "So why?"
"This used to be a fishing village." Naiya said: "Almost every household is a fisherman, and the fish they caught are the same fish you see in the underground rivers."
"What's so special about those fish?"
"That's a gift from the Fish God."
"Fish God?"
"It's Dagon. Once upon a time, the villagers in the fishing village were followers of Dagon. They obtained fish by offering sacrifices to the fish god Dagon. These fish were sent out of the deep eddies by the ocean currents and entered their stomachs."
"Then what?"
"What are the consequences of eating fish that lives with the Great Old Ones?"
"Uh, mutation?"
"Those are the old rulers, not biochemical bodies." Naiya said: "Although it is considered a mutation, it is spiritual. They will become more inspired and crazier, and the same will be true for their descendants."
Schiller understood that the people played by the players who were lured here should be born with a physique of inspiration.
As for the residents of Faraynes, because their ancestors once believed in the Old Ones and ate the fish sent by the Old Ones, everyone became an inspired physique.
"This lighthouse was a place where villagers once worshiped Dagon." Naiya continued: "If you light up the lighthouse in a special way and complete the sacrificial ceremony, fish will continue to appear in this sea area."
"But what does this have to do with the Pope?"
"This is a piece of history that's not hard to find."
Schiller understood in this way that the Pope may have known about this period of history before and felt that it was quite credible. Now he is probably seeking medical treatment for a sudden illness. He may feel that he has only a few days to live, so he is preparing to go all out.
The whole village made sacrifices to see if they could borrow another five hundred years from heaven.
But there is still a question, who was the being who accepted the Pope's sacrifice and gave the Pope life?
Schiller had some guesses in his mind, but he still planned to meet the Pope, so he said to Gad: "I want to go up to see the Pope. Do you want to come with me or stay here?"
"You want to go up? I must remind you that the papal guards are difficult to deal with. You, the fake, can't defeat the genuine ones."
"Why do you think I'm a fake?"
"Is it possible that you are a traitor?" Gad said with some confusion: "I have indeed heard that some members of the Guards defected from the organization after learning the truth, but most of them died in the pursuit of the Inquisition.
, are you the survivor?"
Schiller said in his heart that actually I don’t know who I am. The background story that Arrogance has set for himself is not that complicated at all. This is obviously something that the Transcendent has added to it.
As long as you go up to see the Pope and see his attitude, all problems will be solved.
But Schiller felt that things were not that simple, and he always felt that something was wrong.
But he decided to go upstairs, and when he passed the window he saw that it was snowing again in Faraines.
When snow falls in this remote small village, it has no sense of being in a remote and desolate place. Instead, it seems that it will go down endlessly until the end of time. Even without mountains, castles and dragons, the sky is full of flying snow.
The snow and the buried village also have an epic feeling that the world is about to tilt and collapse here.
The pale knight clutched his bleeding chest and fell into the snow. He saw the blood staining the snow in front of him. He used his last strength to tighten his grip on the gun in his hand.
When the figure appeared, he pulled the trigger - there was only a soft sound.
Between the eyebrows that always had elegance and pride written all over them, there was a sudden surge of pain and annoyance, and the pupils under the eyelashes reflected a dazzling red until they gradually lost their look.
He picked up the gun with one hand and ejected an empty cartridge case from it. The metal sank into the snow when it was thrown down, and then all traces were quickly buried by the snowflakes falling from the sky, as was the body.
There was only one room on the top floor of the lighthouse. Schiller walked up the stairs, walked around the semicircular passage, and opened the door.
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An old man in a wheelchair was sitting in front of the window with his back to the door. Schiller slowly walked in, but when the old man turned around, Schiller was also stunned.
The pope's body is covered with densely packed human heads.
His head, neck, chest, abdomen and limbs were covered with tumor-like protruding heads, as if they were about to burst out of his body. Some of them had already extended more than half of their heads, and some were only small.
The outline of the facial features.
There are men and women, old and young...
Schiller spotted several familiar faces inside.
Docter, Madeleine, Jeff...
They have not yet developed three-dimensional facial features, they are just squeezed in the gaps of those tumor-like heads like tattoos, with ferocious expressions, as if they must fight for a place here.
Now Schiller understood what Gad meant.
The Pope has completely turned into a collection of tumorous heads. There are at least four or five heads where his head is, and Schiller doesn't know which one is his original head.
The moment he saw him, Schiller's vision suddenly blurred again, his head felt sharp pain, and his tinnitus was deafening.
He staggered to the nearest table and calmed down for a while. He had to use the Requiem Skill on himself to barely regain his mental state.
It was so disgusting that Schiller looked away in disgust and refused to look at this disgusting monster. He had already guessed whose masterpiece it was.
Schiller took out the novel that Naiya gave him, skipped it, and opened the previous part directly to the end.
"...What a horrific scene this is. The victims who contributed their lives to him will live in his body forever, but they don't seem to be willing to contribute, but want to enjoy the results.
This made Rodolphe realize that the beings who traded with the Pope did not accept his sacrifice. It was the Pope himself who really accepted the sacrifice. He used his body to accept the devotees and gave them a chance to win the papacy.
.
It is this pope who is truly willing to give.
Rodolpho believed that the Pope must have said something to that being, perhaps that they should lay down their lives for him unconditionally because he was nobler than them.
The god fulfilled his wish - in a way that was so humorous and cruel, that he made the pope his professed devotee.
Rodolphe felt that mysterious response from it, which made him feel a creepy shiver, as if he was touching the wooden stick extending into the ant nest with his tentacles, or feeling the boiling water poured into the ant hole in his abdomen.
Steaming heat.
It made him feel like he had no way out and nowhere to escape.
Should he fight this monster to the death? But Rodolpho felt that this was meaningless, because he felt that the eye that appeared above the duel was looking at this place with interest. He was looking forward to all this happening, so
,in this way……
Rodolphe felt that this existence had observed this scene countless times, above Docter's head, above Madeline's head, above Jeff's head...
He watched them constantly struggle and dodge, using their toes that were so short that they were almost imperceptible, to write a story that was considered a great legend in the eyes of humans, but in the eyes of the distant beings deep in the stars, it was just a piece of cake.
A trivial thing swept into the ugly scrap heap.
It wasn't an opponent, it was just a warning, and He was showing him what it would take to be a loser.
And the real opponent walked out of the secret door behind the bookshelf."
Schiller raised his eyes from the book and suddenly turned his head to look at the bookshelf behind him.
Bruce stepped out from the shadows, wearing a golden patterned robe exactly like his.
"Long time no see, teacher,"
The novel was turned to the next page, and another piece of cursive text appeared.
"Rodolf recognized his former student, Matthew, who was his pride before his betrayal.
This amazingly talented student has never concealed his thirst for knowledge. No one has ever been able to obtain a double major in psychology and sociology from Miskatonic University so quickly.
By the time Rodolphe realized what his student was studying, it was already too late.
One snowy night, he heard an ancient spell coming from Matthew's room, which meant that he was contacting some terrifying existence.
In the empty space where all existence was silent, he called a pair of eyes to his ant's nest, and he heard him call him - 'Nyarlathotep'."