In a place where time and space are distorted, an unknown place illuminated by endless illusory light, a dwelling of darkness and chaos.
It does not exist in the material world, and ignorant mortals cannot pry into it at all.
Not even the great Cthulhu can touch it.
In the chaotic fog of uncertain rise, a beautiful figure looms. Wrapped in the fog, you can see the beautiful curves. Wearing a yellow and black silk cheongsam, she perfectly carries
Hold His body.
That beautiful face is hidden in a black fan that is confusing and seems to have mysterious magic power.
The exposed half of the face is as charming as silk, as if it has the ultimate charm, and can lead everyone who looks at him to the ultimate pleasure.
And hidden to the east of the mysterious black fan are yellow-green and sticky flesh and tentacles that are constantly rolling.
Like the words of an illusory alliance, a voice filled with extreme charm and temptation sounded softly from behind the fan.
"Ah, why isn't the black man here? Is he dead?"
Close at hand but seemingly infinitely far away, there is a life-size creature with the wings of a vulture and the body of a hyena, similar to a sphinx.
Within that beastly body with its claws, lay a huge, anthropomorphic head, with an ominous triple crown. But the worst, and by far the most terrifying feature of all, was that there was nothing in that terrible thing.
Make a face.
Is there an ultimate void in the east of the crown?
However, from the hole, a long and mysterious voice also came out: "He seems to be playing with that life form of light."
In the twisted darkness, there were waves of chaotic and crazy roars, and there was a ferocious giant with a huge tentacled leg where its face should have been.
The horrifying and terrifying roar spread throughout the chaos. It seemed to have no actual meaning. It was just roaring and roaring there. It was twisted crazily. Those roars were not like the roar at all.
Mouth.
Can everyone present understand the meaning of the red roar?
The charming woman suddenly burst into laughter.
"Really, that's too much. He was killed so easily. He couldn't be killed by an ignorant human being."
A tall and thin man was walking not far away, wearing decent clothes. He seemed out of place with the demons dancing there, but otherwise he fit in perfectly. Coco was 50 years old, but he looked like he was only 35. Judging from his behavior,
He dresses like a doctor.
He has an elegant manner and his skin is tanned. Radium pollution causes his skin to glow phosphorescently in the dark.
He looked at the swollen daughter who was constantly mocking with a slightly melancholy expression. He was completely unaffected by the chaos and madness, or in other words, he was not a part of it.
"He is also one of their incarnations."
He seemed to be kindly reminding me, but also seemed to be silently mocking something.
As one of Nyarlathotep, the black man actually fell on a human's leg that time, which was simply ridiculous and ridiculous. It would have been excusable if he had been killed by that light.
Although they all disapproved of Nyarlathotep, their disapproval did not prevent them from taunting the black man who had already rushed to the street.
"There is indeed something interesting about human beings." The clone that looked like a human doctor showed his bright red teeth, "He feels that they are particularly talented in destroying themselves, which not even many family members can do."
"He recently got acquainted with an interesting human being who has thoughts and wisdom far beyond those of ordinary humans. His name is Albert Einstein."
"Is it time for them to develop weapons of mass destruction? Otherwise, there will be no beautiful fireworks in the war coming from the east."
"He probably prefers monster cards."
The tall but thin Pharaoh walked tall and tall on the throne. He had a face like that of the Pharaoh when he was young, wore gorgeous robes of various colors, and wore a double golden crown that naturally shone with light.
His figure is as majestic as an emperor. It seems that nothing in the world is worthy of him.
That dark appearance exudes a strong attraction. Just by smiling, countless lower beings fall for him.
He looked at the cards in his legs with some regret. Those stuck were not monsters.
Instead of some twisted and ferocious monsters.
There is an extra-dimensional creature with an extremely vague form. No one can describe its specific form. It lurks like a hound, seemingly ready to rush out and tear its prey into pieces at any time.
There is also a weird bird, which looks basically like a giant bird and has a head like a horse. It has wings like a bat, and has a huge body covered with a layer of scales, and its skin is very dirty.
There is something very pink, and the crustacean-like body has several huge organs that look like dorsal fins or membrane wings, as well as several sets of jointed limbs. But where the head should be, there are
It has an ellipsoid with a complex structure, and the ellipsoid is covered with a large number of short tentacles.
Wait, wait, etc., are they all from the characteristics of this world?
"I'm really curious as to how that monster card was made. It's so simple, delicate and ingenious."
Falan halo⒂line┛blink "He tried to make some monsters into cards, but after shrinking and squashing them, he could no longer make them original."
"The black man wasted a lot of cards."
In the deep darkness, a strange mummy-like figure, wrapped in tattered cloth, suddenly spoke coldly.
"He fused Lagon and Dagon together, without any creativity. Due to insufficient rituals, he directly destroyed two monster cards, and initially did not have much impact on the embryo of light."
The Pharaoh looked up at the mummy in the darkness thoughtfully:
"It's really nothing new. Bu Nao, Master of the Misfortune Cult, do I have any more interesting ideas?"
Mummy, the leader of the Woe Cult, said in an indifferent tone, "He should learn to take advantage of Light's stupidity and kindness, take the initiative to show kindness and get close to him."
"It is indeed an excellent idea." Pharaoh smiled happily, "Is it like me? He seems to completely regard me as a senior."
Before the leader of the Wo Cult could speak, the swollen girl on the side asked curiously: "Bu Nao, how did I do it? Logically speaking, it should be easy for the wrong party to feel their abnormality."
"Is that a secret?"
The mummy-like leader of the Woe Cult chuckled.
"Bu Nao wants to take over Donglai's development. He wants more monster cards."
"And he hopes that we will not interfere with his plans anymore."
The Howler didn't have much objection to this, but the Pharaoh and the Swollen Daughter showed a lot of interest and each gave them two cards.
The doctor, on the other hand, lacks interest. After all, he is active in human society, and those outstanding talents interest him even more.
In the chaos of time and space, no one knew about that strange exchange.
…………
Jagula took the two newly cheated cards in his lap and felt a little regretful.