What kind of face is this?

Su Yue only saw a bearded man with an extremely pale face, as if he had been soaked in the city's polluted underground water for forty-nine days. His neck was abnormally swollen, with fleshy growths and tiny fish scales growing on it, and his mouth was as big as a frog's.

Importantly, a strong "Kefu smell" wafted from this person.

Lord's Log: "Congratulations, player. You have successfully recruited Rank 6 Innsmouth Sheriff Andrew von Hoffmann from among the refugees."

"No, wait a minute?"

Su Yue's expression turned puzzled. The refugees were driven out by the dwarves of Northhold and player lords from other places, or killed by those who chose to flee. How did the Innsmouth people manage to infiltrate among these humans?

Or is he a sixth-rank sheriff?

Su Yue had some knowledge of the people of Innsmouth from his previous life. Innsmouth was located in Essex County, Massachusetts. The Manusette River, near Essex County, divided the town into two parts, and the entire town of Innsmouth was surrounded by rivers and water sources. The gold refinery, the town's main source of income, was located on the riverbank, and at the river's mouth was a large rocky reef known as Devil's Reef.

Their true god is Dagon—Dagon and Hydra are subordinates of Cthulhu's Great Old Ones.

This certainly draws some inspiration from the Hydra, the nine-headed serpent from ancient Greek mythology.

Regardless, Su Yue believed that the presence of Innsmouth people among the refugees was an unreasonable factor.

Therefore, the necessary questions and doubts arose regarding this.

At this moment, our White Horse Lord raised his head and asked, "How did you get here? A sixth-tier NPC, also a refugee fleeing with the other refugees?"

Andrew von Hoffmann, as Innsmouth Sheriff, calmly stated:

“Great Father Dagon and Cthulhu, by the workings of destiny, you have sent us to your lands to pledge our allegiance to you.”

"..."

Lord's Log: "Because Cthulhu has detected Id Ya's travel traces in the Shrine of the Gods, there is a very small chance that Innsmouths, a special race and species from the Cthulhu Mythos, will appear among the refugees in your territory..."

Holy crap!!!

Su Yue stared in shock at the message in the Lord's Log: "Besides the Shrine of the Gods offering two free building opportunities per month?"

They helped him establish a tavern and recruited Id Ya, a hero above the level of a god.

This further increased the biodiversity of his territory.

What can you do to help me?

Andrew von Hoffmann laughed: "I'm good at killing, interrogating, judging the wicked, and of course, protecting the followers of the great gods and spreading false information, making explosions and doing things that ordinary people can't do."

"Can you maintain order in my territory?"

"It's what I should do."

Andrew von Hoffmann knelt respectfully before Su Yue. In his eyes, the young hero-lord Su Yue was undoubtedly a future heir to the great Cthulhu legacy, or rather, a saint-like figure within the Cthulhu cult. Therefore, his act of allegiance was without the slightest hesitation.

Su Yue continued, "Very good, welcome to my territory. Andrew, do you have any other companions?"

"certainly."

Through the veil of the territory, Su Yue vaguely saw three or five farmers of varying heights, among whom emerged an equally hideous Innsmouth man, his expression one of utter astonishment. His territory now contained humans, orcs, dwarves, and now, with the addition of the Innsmouth men… wasn't this practically turning into a chaotic mess?

“You have unearthed three Indiansmouth men from among the refugees, Galana (farmhands).”

"You have unearthed a second-rate Innsmouth man from among the refugees, Guva (the beer maker)."

“You have unearthed a third-rate Innsmouth man from among the refugees, Ragnar (diving scout).”

...

Lord's Log: "You currently have 32 Innsmouths and 132 Devil Cult followers in your territory."

Su Yue couldn't help but laugh. It seemed there would be more surprises to come regarding the recruitment of special NPCs among the refugees.

The Innsmouths are Cthulhu's retinue.

As a member of the Kryptonian faction.

Their joining the territory is undoubtedly of great significance to Su Yue's future troop types and the potential of the territory. However, another hidden danger and concern also arises: can they coexist peacefully with ordinary human farmers and peasants? Su Yue is speculating and pondering this, but it's not a problem for now. At least his power as the Divine Ruler can maintain the 100% loyalty of his subordinates. For him, as long as they don't destroy the territory, that's enough. Su Yue can accept some negative impacts.

The world of Turin has only just begun its exploration; other players probably never dreamed they'd have special NPCs of tier four or higher. With Sheriff Andrew, Su Yue's territory's security and management have improved significantly!

At least among the displaced people, the potential danger from followers of the Devil's Cult has decreased somewhat.

Next, Su Yue guessed that this Andrew and his nervousness would lead to some interesting things happening with the group of loan sharks, unscrupulous merchants, and black marketeers who were followers of the Devil's Cult.

"Maintaining a balance of power within one's territory is indeed an essential skill for any lord."

Su Yue was busy preparing to go see his white horse.

In the stables.

The white horse that Su Yue was known as the White Horse Lord among the dwarf players immediately raised its hooves when it saw Su Yue.

This white horse doesn't have any special attributes.

Su Yue simply picked a mount that was compatible with his own temperament, and for some reason, he had a feeling that a great battle was about to begin. The source of this mysterious sixth sense was very clear and definite—the bloodline mark of the Great Old Ones on his arm (octopus tentacles) was glowing faintly.

It seemed to be reminding him that a crisis was imminent.

"Little White, it seems like a major battle is about to break out."

Su Yue felt the blood of the ancient rulers flowing through his body.

In fact, it was precisely because of his lineage and power as an Old One that Su Yue was able to gain the trust of the Innsmouths and Id Ya.

The seemingly useless Blood of the Great Old Ones (mark) on the attribute panel is now subtly exerting its influence.

If there were no bloodline mark of the Great Old Ones.

It was impossible to recruit the people of Innsmouth, including Id Ya.

"This is a case of getting one step right, and then every step after that is right, creating a cumulative effect and advantage."

Europa is currently pacifying and managing the griffins, his soldiers are resting and recuperating in the territory, and three thousand farmers are busy building farmhouses. At present, the third and fourth-tier farmhouses in the Su Yue territory are still not enough to accommodate everyone, and they also need to reserve farmhouses for the number of refugees who will arrive tomorrow.

The white horse gently opened its mouth and licked Su Yue's palm.

Su Yue was feeding the horse grass.

Watching the white horse chewing on dry hay, his longing for war grew stronger and stronger.

He made so many preparations, all for the sake of dominating the battlefield and becoming its king.

There is a heroic spirit riding a white horse within him.

On the contrary, Su Yue didn't consider the competition between China, the United States, and the Buddhist Kingdom as important. Rather than recruiting followers and engaging in various exchanges and intrigues on the internet and player forums in the Turin world, he preferred the tranquil state of feeding horses and inspecting his territory. In his previous life, even with absolute power, Su Yue would probably have been a reclusive hermit, but he wasn't the kind of lord without ambition.

Under such circumstances.

A report appeared before Su Yue through the hands of Ragnar, a newly recruited Innsmouth scout.

Ragnar (the diving scout) respectfully proclaimed through his nasopharynx: "ve,our,fm'latghbur,gnaiih……1500hlirgh,lllln'ghti…… (Cthulhu: Hero Id Ya, a force of over 1500 Imperial rebels has been spotted in the distance, and they are on their way.)"

Su Yue's pupils trembled violently, and a warlike excitement surfaced in his eyes!

He stared into the distance as if he were possessed...

A big deal has come knocking on our door!

Ragnar (the diving scout), as an Innsmouth native, knelt respectfully on the ground.

If you look closely at his face.

You would then discover that he has no mouth; instead, a nose like a goose barnacle replaces lips, emitting a faint vibrating sound. The eerie, godlike tone, combined with Su Yue's excited, warlike lord-like expression, and the square stable eaves with drooping straw beside him, creates a vivid and lifelike scene.

The White Horse Lord is about to return to the battlefield!