Chapter 449 Hasut, Austin

A huge dark red shadow descended on the city, and both buildings and humans were instantly ignited.

In just a few seconds, a city with a population of nearly one million was bathed in black and red flames.

People's shouts disappeared in an instant, replaced by the crackling sound of burning firewood.

The area became unreal, like the characters on a TV with poor contact, floating around.

After a while, a hysterical and crazy roar resounded through the sky, and then the illusory scene stabilized.

A humanoid creature over 40 meters tall with black and red flames burning on its body appeared in the center of the city, standing among the rubble of St. Peter's Basilica.

"ah"

A sudden cry emanated from the mouth of the fire giant. The blood-red color in its eyes faded, revealing a deep blue. It then held its head with both hands and its body began to tremble violently, as if it was enduring some kind of pain.

'Hephaestus, look upon the kingdom you once created, and now it has been reduced to ashes by your wrath.

And all your descendants have died in your attacks. How can the weak bodies of mortals withstand your current great power?

Now, open your heart and accept my transformation of you, you will become stronger.'

The bewitching and distorted tone echoed in the monster's mind, and its expression looked hideous and cruel.

'No, demon, don't try to control me. I will definitely be able to regain control.'

The giant's voice gradually became weaker, and the last bit of clarity in its eyes disappeared, turning blood red again.

At the same time, the shape of the fire giant changed dramatically.

Its two legs broke apart and twisted tentacles grew back.

Its originally majestic body became fat and bloated, with densely packed fist-sized scarlet eyes and goat-like limbs.

On both sides of its head grew a huge goat horn, with flickering flames curling around the horns.

'Remember my name. I am the goddess of darkness and abundance, the Supreme Mother Goddess, the black goat of the forest who gave birth to thousands of offspring. My name is Shub-Niggurath.'

You are now reborn and given the name "Hassut".

Child, vent the endless anger in your heart and let the world be bathed in the blazing flames of evil energy.

I hope that when I wake up again, I will see every inch of Farouk's kingdom burning in flames.'

The voice in the giant's mind slowly dissipated. It looked up at the sky, then lowered its head and waved its arms, and thousands of dark red flame beads scattered.

After these beads of fire touched the corpses of the creatures on the ground, the corpses stood up again, with flames burning all over their bodies, just like giants.

Countless corpses on fire roared in unison and knelt down facing the giant.

The giant grabbed the nearest zombies and placed them in front of him, spewing black and red flames from his mouth.

The zombies bathed in fire crows began to struggle violently, and their bodies changed in the flames.

Their bodies became taller and more like giants, with eyes and goat-like limbs growing on their bodies.

Several zombies could not withstand the power of the flames and their bodies were burned to ashes. In the end, only two zombies completed this transformation.

The giant scattered the remaining ashes in his hand, stretched out his finger and touched the foreheads of the two zombies, then put them on the ground and shouted: "Go, my slaves, use the knowledge I passed on to you to build a flesh and blood furnace, transform more of your kind, and prepare for my conquest of this world."

The two large zombies bowed together: "Great Master, your will is our mission."

The giant waved his hand. He had just released a large number of fel fire beads and used his origin to enchant two slaves, which consumed a lot of energy.

It opened its huge mouth and sucked in violently, and a huge shadow appeared in the sky behind him and did the same thing.

In the city, countless crystal gray shadows rose up. They were the remaining souls of living things after their death. It could also be seen that these shadows had certain human characteristics.

The souls screamed in terror and sank into the mouths of the giant and the shadow behind it.

When most of the soul was devoured, it burped, nodded with satisfaction, and then lay down directly in the ruins of St. Peter's Basilica, and soon began to snore like thunder.

Although the magic circle provides precise positioning and shares the tearing of space force, expanding through distant realms into the material plane, its consumption is really huge.

Although he had fallen asleep, half of the giant's eyes were still open, rolling around, vigilantly observing everything around him.

Endless Sea, the city of R'lyeh.

The red moon dispels the fog of time and shines on the city rising from the bottom of the sea.

Ten thousand years have left no traces of time on the city. Only the seaweed hanging on the walls and the shellfish attached to its leaves silently tell of the past.

In the huge and empty temple, Hydra recounted the intelligence he had gathered from various places:

“Great Cthulhu, I have found out the information of the human who killed Gun. His name is Crown Moya, and he is a bishop of the Church of the Lord of Fire.

But the law he comprehended was definitely not Hephaestus's law of fire. Instead, it was somewhat similar to the law of the scorching sun of Apollo, the sun god.

I have already dispatched your servants scattered across the ocean. Once the troops are assembled, we will immediately march upstream and attack the Farouk Kingdom. By then, we will surely be able to surround and kill the target."

After saying this, Hydra's nine heads lowered.

She carefully felt the remaining power of the law at the scene of Dagon's death, and realized that she could not be a match for the enemy with her own strength, so she wanted to use the low-level servants of the gods to consume the enemy.

Wait until the enemy's strength is exhausted, then gather a few sixth-order extraordinary creatures to surround and kill the enemy. This will definitely be foolproof.

Cthulhu, with his head lowered, was about to speak when he suddenly looked outside the temple, then took a step forward and arrived outside the temple.

Hydra didn't know what was going on, but turned around and followed him out in a hurry.

It stared at the sky, but saw nothing but the scarlet full moon.

After a long while, Cthulhu spoke slowly: "Several creatures of similar level to me have entered this world. The fluctuations of laws echoing from the void make me feel very familiar.

Tell my servants to stay away from water as much as possible, as this creature is difficult to deal with."

Hydra's nine pairs of eyes all showed shock, which was at the same level as their master, meaning that several creatures at the god-level had entered the material plane of this world from a certain dimension.

In the future, we might come into conflict with them, so we need to be more vigilant and speed up the transformation of fish into fish-men.

"I will control my servants and keep them from causing trouble. Master, what are the characteristics of these creatures that have entered the material world? I will go back and tell my servants about them."

Cthulhu shook his head, and a majestic voice sounded:

“These creatures are very powerful. I asked you to restrain the servants not because I’m afraid of them, but because I don’t want to conflict with them at this point in time.

If any creature dares to confront us head-on, we will fight, there will be no room for maneuver.

My reputation cannot be trampled upon by any creature! Also, come up with a plan to get rid of the human who killed Dagon. I hope that when I wake up again on the night of the next red moon, I will hear good news. "

Hydra touched his head to the ground and said firmly:

"Your will is our mission.

Master, rest assured, I have a thorough plan and will not let you down."

Cthulhu made an ambiguous nasal sound and returned to the temple.

Hydra trembled violently when it heard the voice. It understood that if it failed to complete the task, it would definitely bear the wrath of its master.

Iberia Mountains, the secret base of the Church of the Lord of Storms, the red moon in the sky is silent, overlooking this vast valley.

In the Pope's secret room, Andre prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to face the god he believed in.

He had just explained the reason why the Heart of Storm array was not built as scheduled. The god remained silent and he did not dare to stand up.

Fear spread in his heart. Although he had made the worst plan, he still felt terrified when death was approaching.

"Great Lord of Storms, please have mercy on your humble servant. I have organized all the elites of the church. Give me some time. On the next full moon night, I will definitely be able to recapture the Storm Spire."

"hehe."

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A hateful voice rang out, "Idiot, you delayed my important matter, go to hell."

Andre looked up suddenly, and saw the power of the gods rushing into the secret room through an unknown distance of space and hitting him directly in the face!

He didn't dare to dodge, so he had to secretly use his holy power to protect his face.

"Bang!"

A flash of black electric light hit Andre, and he stepped back several steps.

There was another dull thud, and his back hit the wall heavily.

"Hey, it's okay. After all, the god and I are separated by a vast space. Although his power is strong, he loses a lot of energy when crossing the space. I look embarrassed, but I am not injured at all."

Andre lowered his head and put his face forward again, looking very terrified.

He only hoped that after the gods had vented their anger, they would give him a chance to complete the task.

Williams paid a huge price to buy him the chance to remain as pope. As long as the gods did not remove him from his position as pope, everything would still turn around.

Suddenly, Andre felt a burning pain on his face, and a cold and evil aura spread across his face as if trying to penetrate his skin.

"What's going on! How could such an evil aura appear in the secret room of the protective magic circle, and even appear in front of the gods!"

His heart skipped a beat and he thought it was all over. The gods would definitely punish him now.

Andre had no idea where this aura was hidden. He only knew that such a thing had happened under the eyes of the gods, and his hopes were shattered.

With grief and indignation rising in his chest, he raised his head to face the deity, only to see that the image of the Holy Spirit had changed dramatically.

The originally dignified middle-aged man actually grew many tentacles and rows of scarlet eyes appeared on his body.

"Damn it, you're not the Lord of Storms!"

Andre was terrified. It was obvious that the creature in front of him was an evil being, but where was the Lord of Storms that he believed in? He didn't dare to think any further.

"Hehe, you foolish mortal, you actually managed to escape the fate of death because of your stupidity.

Remember my name. I am Austin, a new member of the family of Shub-Niggurath, the mother of all things. I will allow you to live for a while longer. When I descend to the material plane, you will die.

Enjoy the last moments of your life, hide in the corner and tremble! When I come, I will extract your soul and let your wailing accompany me to sleep. I look forward to this day as soon as possible."

Andre closed the magic circle and the transmission was interrupted.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Although he escaped danger, he was not happy at all.

Sitting down tiredly, he thought about how to explain this horrifying information to others: The Lord of Storms was corrupted by a powerful evil god and turned into his minion!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it. Would others believe him? He doubted it.

The city of Tristram is located sixty kilometers northwest of the city of Bly. It is built on the mountain and is a mountain city.

At this moment, the cardinal Vasek Whiteman stationed in the city was staring at the flames rising into the sky in the distance with a gloomy face.

Tonight is the night of the red moon. The originally thick gray fog in the sky was unexpectedly dispersed by an unknown force and appeared very thin.

A fire started somewhere and continued for several hours with no sign of stopping. He inexplicably felt a blockage in his heart, as if something bad was happening.

The attendant came over and said softly:

"Archbishop, it's late, you should go back and rest."

Vasek shook his head slightly. "How can I sleep? Pass on my order and send an airship out to scout the situation and see what happened."

There were frequent strange incidents in the wild on the night of the red moon, and the airships of Tristram City were not allowed to carry out flight missions on this night, but he couldn't care less now.

He couldn't sleep until he got things sorted out.

“Archbishop, it’s already one in the morning. Why don’t we wait a few hours before sending out the airship to find out what’s going on?

As you know, many incomprehensible things always happen on the night of the red moon.

The vegetation in the wild has grown lushly in recent years, and the weather is hot now. I think the situation outside is likely caused by a forest fire. That’s why.”

Vasek waved his hands and said, "Your reason is untenable. The night is very cold and gloomy, and it's hard to even light a fire.

Besides, since the gray fog fell, there has been no record of wildfires burning at night. The evil law suppresses the burning of flames.

Go, notify the airship management office to select the most experienced airship captain to perform night shifts, and provide all crew members with sufficient Golden Light Potion and Pure Heart Potion."

"Yes, sir," the attendant stood up straight and left.

He knew that once the Archbishop made a decision, there would be no room for bargaining.

The night wind blew, blowing Vasek's robe. He closed his eyes and prayed softly:

“Great Lord of Fire, may your holy light fill the world and dispel all evil shadows.

May your people be bathed in light and free from danger."

The red light in the sky became brighter and brighter. In the shadows of the distant city, the leaves rustled like someone's sobbing.

(End of this chapter)