Jakula was about to return to his room. Suddenly, he frowned slightly, as if he felt something.
He suddenly raised his head and looked out the window, and sighed softly: "That ship is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."
In addition to himself, there were the Miskatonic University expedition team, a fledgling Ultraman, and many rookie cultists that he didn't even bother to pay attention to...
Now a fun person has emerged.
Meng Xin'ao, who knew nothing, couldn't feel the aura of the monster card, but for Gagra, who used to deal with Demon Kingmon cards every day, the aura was very obvious.
To understand and understand, most of the time it depends on experience and intuition, so it is normal for cubs not to do this.
Jakura had a slight headache.
There were definitely not many people in that world who owned monster cards, and there was one person who had a very bad taste and liked to distribute them everywhere.
Nyarlathotep…
The person who appeared on that ship must be his clone, after all, he didn't notice too much pollution.
Jakula has been in that world for a long time, and is quite familiar with the existence there. He knows many unknown secrets, and has even dealt with many races and even old gods.
Because of this, Jagula quickly realized that something was coming to the ship.
How did that ship gather so many talents?
It is a miracle that the ship is safe and sound now.
Jagula silently glanced at Wilson's room door.
A certain light embryo is currently recovering from his injuries. After being severely beaten by him, he may not be able to get up for a day or two.
It wouldn't be too cruel to ask that guy to work overtime in that situation. Even the black-hearted company O50 doesn't exploit employees that much.
It seems that I can be here by myself.
Jakula raised his legs and touched his snake-shaped earrings. He didn't know why, but he felt a little weird in his heart.
It felt like Wu picked up another cub and started raising it behind Yaohui and Zeta's back...
What on earth was he thinking?
Obviously he is training that newbie who is not good enough to help clean up the pollution in that world, and then he can leave that world.
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In the still dark cabin, a dark-skinned man from the Dagon cult blended in without any sense of disobedience. With a strange smile, he looked with satisfaction at the mysterious lines painted on the ground.
Those lines were all drawn with a strangely viscous red liquid, exuding a strong bloody aura. It was obvious that cruel legs were indispensable for the production of those liquids.
The leader turned a deaf ear to those mistakes, so he felt even more distressed and put away the vial of something that looked like blood but was more viscous than blood.
If he had not rejected the devout believer's request, he would not have used such precious materials to draw a sacrificial formation that had no known purpose.
They are familiar with the sacrificial runes of Father God Dagon, but they are not the same as what Yandong drew. Moreover, there is an inexplicable small card placed on the top. If not, that card is there
The things drawn were extremely terrifying, revealing an evil nature and a strange intimacy. The leader even suspected that a dark person was deceiving them.
When he just thought of that idea, the smell of evil once again filled his nose and mind, making him forget his idea in an instant and still firmly believe in the dark man.
Of course not. Dark people are the most devout believers of their God Father. If they are not humble and kind, they may even be leaders...
The leader thought vaguely.
"You are ready to sacrifice yourself." The dark man used a wonderful Yuan Sang's moving voice, which slowly floated into everyone's mind like a song, making everyone who heard those words...
I can't help but choose to follow the words of the wrong party.
The leader was the first to bear the brunt. He took out a table knife from somewhere and cut a big gash on his leg and wrist. The hot blood dripped to the ground, was absorbed by those mysterious lines, and activated.
There was an extremely evil and strange red light, and it headed back towards the center of the card.
It seemed like an ordinary plastic card, but there was actually a being drawn on it that transcended human imagination. The dark green skin, the fluorescent yellow vertical pupils, which looked like two sausages.
, a big mouth that grins all the way to the ears...
The most important thing is that his body is covered with fish-like scales, the beard on his face is like the dorsal fin of a fish, his sharp leg fingers also have webs, and there are vertical strips on the top of his head outside the scales.
The beard made him look extremely hideous and ugly.
Just like the horrible things growing randomly in the dim and lightless depths of the ocean, they challenge the limits of human aesthetics, mixing fish scales and humanoid monsters!
But when he saw the monster for the first time, the leader couldn't help but yearn for it.
They had never seen the real Father God, nor had they seen the face of Dagon with their own eyes. They were originally an ordinary small fishing village, but because a company wanted to develop the port, they were very rudely removed.
They were driven away.
Fishermen who lost their source of livelihood starved to death one after another.
The leader can lead the fishermen in the remaining east and flee to the east in a panic, receiving revelations from the sea. The people fishing on the beach are more or less superstitious. They believe that belief in those gods will bring them better fish catches.
After the destruction of the village, they all became followers of Dagon one after another. Relying on some kind of gift, they have been living in confusion until now.
Until they learned that the businessmen who developed those seaports had all made a lot of money and were on the cruise ship, preparing to go to the East for vacation.
So the leader decided to take the remaining fishermen and sacrifice the entire cruise ship to the great father God Dagon.
After seeing the red light immersed in the card, the leader was in a daze for a moment. Suddenly, Yongtuo remembered how he followed his father out to sea to fish.
From the beginning of the quarrel, I didn’t even have a home anymore.
My father has lived on the sea all his life, and he once devoted himself to the sea.
Father God now denies his only belief.
The leader fell to the floor in a daze, and the icy cold froze his body. In front of him, the compatriots who came out of the fishing village also fell to the ground.
But he didn't regret it, and there was a wonderful satisfaction in his heart.
He has dedicated everything he has to Father God, will Father God allow him to reunite with his father? Very like those little friends in the village...
At the beginning, he heard an indifferent voice.
"Tsk, a bunch of trash, they actually activated a card."