The person who made a hound into a card is Nyarlathotep, the Black Pharaoh, and he has nothing to do with him, Gagulas Gagulla, nor is he the active leg of the Woe Cult.
Could it be that those hounds directly locked onto Jagula and attacked him in a crazy manner?
When the Black Pharaoh gave him the card, he also gave him the fate of killing the hounds of Tindalos, and as a result, the hounds of Tindalos followed him desperately.
Of course, to him, those hounds were not spiny legs.
No matter how scary and weird it is, traveling through incredible angles, it actually doesn't matter to him.
He could easily take down a hound of Tindalos.
But that is not actually the most important thing.
The point is, he doesn't want to cause too much trouble.
Jagula recalled the hounds of Tindalos:
The Hounds of Tindalos are extradimensional, predatory beings, able to destroy and feed on their victims at any time and space.
Hounds originated from the earth in the distant past. At that time, the creatures on the earth had not developed to the level of single-celled organisms.
The hounds live in the "angle" space-time, which is different from other ordinary life living in the "curve" space-time. That concept is unimaginable and is exclusive to the hounds of Tindalos. The hounds will chase the prey it desires across time and space,
That is, humans and other creatures, once creatures from other space or time encounter them, they will follow them closely at all costs, crossing time or space boundaries one after another until they kill their prey.
For humans who are targeted by them, perhaps eliminating all the square corners outside the house is a way to avoid them, but no one seems to have really succeeded.
In a sense, they are immortal and immortal.
The "hound" in the name of the Tindalos Hound has nothing to do with its external appearance, and it is their habit of stalking their prey that gives them the misleading title of "hound".
Humans know little about their appearance, as few victims survive their attacks.
Although their names contain the word "hound", their actual appearance is unknown, and they look nothing like a hound.
Either a creature that is too filthy to describe. Or some kind of terrifying alien form, including razor-sharp teeth and claws, blazing eyes, and undulating light blue skin. The name conceals the filthiness of their nature.
They have long, hollow tongues that are used to suck up bodily fluids from their victims, often expelling a weird, smelly blue pus-like substance.
They can materialize in angled places such as corners of rooms, and it is precisely because of this that Jakura avoids appearing in corners.
When the Hound of Tindalos appears, smoke will first appear in the corner of the room, and then the head of the Hound will appear from the smoke, and then the entire body. As long as a person has traveled through time, the Hound will notice him.
It was his fault that he pursued her so hard.
As far as hunting dogs are concerned, it is a toad
Of course, killing their companions will also arouse hatred. This is not because they have the so-called companionship, but because after killing them, they will leave very obvious marks on their bodies. For them, it is simply
As eye-catching as the sun in the sky.
The Black Pharaoh gave the mark to Jagula when he transferred the cards.
The fun of trapping the clone Nyarlathotep.
Jagula reluctantly estimated that there were dozens of hounds behind him.
If it weren't for humans, they would have died there long ago. Almost no one could escape the tracking of the hounds.
But fortunately, Jakura is not human.
Although it is tricky, it is not a big problem to solve.
What troubled him even more was the man behind the Hound of Tindalos.
If he dared to kill all the hounds there, he would definitely anger the lord behind them.
Is there a higher-level existence that has conflicted with Yog-Sothoth, one of the Three Pillar Gods?
Although Jagula has a trump card, he is unwilling to expose it again.
Then all his plans would probably come to nothing.
"Nyarlathotep..."
He sighed softly and forced the name out of his throat.
The hounds turned into shadows behind him, following his scent and traces, creating rolling ripples along the way.
Just as the hound rushing at the front pounced on the human-sized figure.
That figure instantly turned into the deepest darkness and dissipated into the depths of time and space.
The hounds lost track of the wrong party.
…………
It was a small and cramped little study room. Even the windows were gray, as if covered with a layer of paper, and the sunlight was unwilling to penetrate.
The air is filled with the smell of liquid styrene dust, mixed with the smell of old paper, which is strong and choking.
There were no valuable books there, the signboard outside was in decay, and the only small table outside the house was filled with old small objects, placed in a mess.
A dim oil lamp burned quietly.
In that situation where electrification has become common, oil lamps have actually withdrawn from the stage of history, but they are still burning quietly in that small bookstore.
The crackling fire filled the air with the smell of grease.
A man with brown and messy hair was walking to the east of the oil lamp. With the help of the dim light, he looked through the antiquities research notes in front of him with some interest, and from time to time he would use a pen to mark something next to it.
Suddenly, the flame of the oil lamp flickered, and the shadow outside the house expanded in an instant, and the writing in the notebook was somewhat unclear.
The dark and strange feeling of Ye Chang gradually spread outside the book.
The man raised his head, and there was not much panic on his face. Instead, he turned his head for a moment and looked somewhere in the shadows, as if he sensed something.
A man wearing a dark red suit and a sinisterly handsome face walked out, holding a potted plant in his lap.
The blond-haired man was not frightened by the sudden appearance of the strange man, but instead smiled towards the wrong person.
The man in a dark red suit had a calm face, but his clothes were a little messy. He looked like he had run a long distance, and he felt a little embarrassed. He adjusted his collar slightly and looked at the man who was walking quietly outside the book.
He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an open smile.