The strangers briefly caused a commotion among a small group of ghouls, which was quickly calmed down. The ghouls were scattered on the flat land, and there were many "leftover food" nearby.
The ghoul was still squatting in a circle, grinding his teeth and looking at the new guy curiously.
Wilson huddled in the corner with lingering fear, receiving the looks of the ghouls around him from time to time.
As a man who could transform into a fifty-meter-tall giant, he wished he could turn himself into a mushroom in the corner.
no way……
These ghouls are so damn enthusiastic!
Even under the painter's strong dissuasion, many ghouls still tried to hand him their half-gnawed thigh bones.
God knows how he felt when he saw the maggots in the carrion. They were white, tender, half-bitten and still full of vitality...
His soul is about to ascend to heaven.
Fortunately, he is not Ultraman Zais, otherwise he might not be able to hold back and let all the dirt rise to the sky with a ray of light.
"They are very enthusiastic." The painter smiled and walked to Wilson's side.
"Yes, very enthusiastic." Wilson was on the verge of tears. He was so passionate that he was almost moved to tears.
Ghoul Jiguji helped find a light green ghoul. He seemed to be a little old and walked a little slowly.
The light green ghoul bared its big yellowed buck teeth and cooed unhurriedly.
Zhuomu, who has great supernatural powers, has already translated it into seventy-seven or eighty-eight words.
The ghoul Jiguji found an old ghoul who was well-informed. It happened that this ghoul also knew the general situation of the last time the Leng Yuan people came here.
"Jigu, Mi, Migu (It's been a while since those malicious guys came here last time, how do I know where they went.)"
The old ghoul said dissatisfiedly.
In the dreamland, the passage of time is different from that in the waking world. Sometimes time even flows backwards. In other words, there is no standard time scale here at all.
Sometimes months pass in the dreamland, and only one night passes in the waking world.
"Chi Chi, Mi (then where did they go?)"
The painter did not give up and continued to ask questions.
"Huh? (Let me think about it)" The old ghoul turned around in circles, as if he was thinking and looking for direction.
"Mipu (went to the Guge giant)."
The painter didn't know that Wilson had a system that could be called a cheat, and he had almost translated the Chigu language. Wilson had no intention of revealing this for the time being. No matter how you look at it, he learned the other person's language in less than three hours.
It's all too exaggerated.
He still translated the old ghoul's words to Wilson very reliably.
"Gug?"
Wilson was stunned for a moment.
Another term he was unfamiliar with.
…This sounds a bit like Google, but of course it can’t be that search engine.
Seeing Mr. South's confused look, the painter took the initiative to explain:
"They are greedy, disgusting and violent monsters." The painter said in a disgusted tone, "They are ferocious and ugly, like large beasts, and they are also a group of terrifying giants."
"giant?"
Wilson raised his eyebrows slightly.
He didn't expect that besides the Ultraman he transformed into, there were also giants in this world.
But judging from the painter's tone, this kind of giant is not a messenger of justice. On the contrary, it can even be described as a beast. Painters who pursue strange things are so disgusted... It seems that the ancient giant is really very powerful.
It's disgusting.
Could it be that he is a giant like the one in the retreating dwarf?
Or is it some kind of monster?
Wilson couldn't help but ask: "What do they look like?"
"I have only seen them from a distance." The painter sighed. "I can't see them very clearly. I only know that each of them is very tall, and the shortest one is twenty feet."
Twenty feet?
Wilson subconsciously converted.
It's about six meters tall, less than his calf...
But this height is indeed very tall compared to ordinary humans.
"They are large black beasts. Each arm has two forearms with sharp claws. Their feet resemble birds or dinosaurs. They are covered with shiny black fur. They look very ferocious, with a pair of protruding eyes.
On both sides of the head and the entire front of the head is a huge vertical mouth with sharp fangs."
The painter described it with disgust, "I heard that they have no language and can only communicate through facial expressions and body movements. They also like to feed on humans. Even to this day, they still talk about how delicious mortals are when they dream."
"
"Of course," the painter's tone became a bit gloating, "since they were driven underground, they can only feed themselves on monsters and ghosts."
"Driving underground?" Wilson raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why were you driven underground?"
Judging from the artist's description alone, these ancient giants seem to be very powerful. After all, their huge bodies are there, and it is not easy to drive them underground. At least it is absolutely impossible for humans.
"I don't know much about this." The painter hesitated, "I learned the news from the ghouls. According to legend, they once carried out crazy attacks on the outer gods and the 'Wandering Chaos' Nyarlathotep.
The horrific and abominable sacrifice was so morbid and disgusting that it was disgusted by the gods of the earth, and then banished them to the underground of the dreamland."
The amount of information revealed in the painter's words far exceeded Wilson's imagination.
Outer God?
The literal meaning is easy to understand and translate. The gods outside correspond to the gods on the earth.
But Wilson suddenly felt a strong sense of immediacy.
He seems to have seen it somewhere.
besides……
Nyarlathotep, "The Chaos of the Ambush"...
This pronunciation is extremely familiar, and I feel like I have heard it somewhere before. I just want to call it out, but it is as if it is covered with a layer of paper and I can't remember it.
Wilson's brows were almost knitted together.
"What's wrong?" the painter asked with some confusion.
He noticed something was wrong with Mr. South, and was startled when he saw the unusual expression.
There doesn't seem to be anything strange about what he just said, right?
This is not a secret in the dreamland. Why does Mr. Soth show such a strange expression?
"No..." Wilson shook his head slowly, "It's nothing..."
He hesitated and said: "Can you take me to the Gug Giants to have a look? If that doesn't work, can you tell me where they are?"
His intuition told him that the Guge Giant might have clues to what he was thinking about!
I don’t know if you have noticed that when Wilson communicated with Director Artimich and mistranslated the Old Ones and Ancient Gods, they did not mention the Outer Gods.