After listening to Chen Yuanquan's analysis, the Jade Emperor was just about to relax.
A 50% probability is good news to them. Rather than facing the unknown Black City God, they would rather face the known source of infection. There is at least a 50% chance.
But the next second.
Chen Yuanquan suddenly changed the subject and gasped for breath.
"But this is just my theory. If other factors, or variables, are introduced, the possibility will increase, such as if it is the Black City God who made the move."
"I've heard about the Black City God from Qin Ye. From what I know about him, he's very cautious. He won't take action unless it's absolutely necessary or he doesn't have a foolproof plan."
"After all, I'm not the Black City God. He was previously possessed by the source of the infection. I think he understands the current situation of the source of the infection better than I do with my naked eyes."
"So if there's only a 50% chance of success, I don't think Black City God will make a move. He'll at least make a move, no, a 70%, or even an 80% chance, or maybe even a 90% chance."
Hear this.
The Jade Emperor's expression gradually became serious.
It seemed as if it was to verify Chen Yuanquan's analysis and speculation.
Boom.
In the storm of divine power, there were low roars, laughter, and crazy shouts mixed together, with sounds overlapping layer upon layer.
But both the Jade Emperor and the infected creatures caught one of the many voices, and it was from the Black City God.
Immediately following.
As they watched, the storm of divine power did not slowly dissipate as it had before.
Instead, it was like a bulging bag. The storm swelled up and expanded, and then suddenly exploded. The storm of divine power raged and spread. Although it was only the aftermath, it affected a quarter of the vast heaven.
There was devastation everywhere.
However, even God didn't care about what was happening in heaven at this moment. His attention was focused on the bulge in the collapsing storm, where Gonggong, the water god, and the source of the infection were originally.
soon.
God watched as the remnants of the storm dispersed, revealing the surrounding landscape.
"What is that?"
God changed color.
At the same time.
The Jade Emperor looked at a huge black egg appearing in the distance with a stern look in his eyes and an increasingly solemn expression.
Azathoth, the Outer God from the Cthulhu Mythos, let out a light exclamation.
"Like the product of myths like us."
Cthulhu followed closely behind.
"It looks like an egg laid by one of my followers, but if that's the case, it's terrible. From this egg, I sense a deep abyss of fear."
Just when Cthulhu wanted to observe again.
Fighting Buddha spoke: "Is that an egg?"
He pointed at the pitch-black egg. The whole egg was sticky and flowing with thick black liquid. It was pulsating with a heart-pounding rhythm. The egg grew and shrank like the breathing of a heart.
It looks like an egg laid by a Cthulhu creature, weird and creepy.
"Yes, egg. We, the gods of Cthulhu, are either born from nothingness, parasitized, or gestated in eggs. This should be a mythological characteristic of this era."
"The infected creatures and our Cthulhu mythology were both conceived in this era. The way they were born is related to the thinking of the people of this era."
Cthulhu said this and looked at the egg.
"I'm afraid it's just like what the man named Chen Yuanquan said, that the Black City God has accomplished something great."
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