Chapter 580: The Gathering at R'lyeh
Eliza frowned slightly and said:
"Is the evil god you mentioned really that powerful? To be able to penetrate the city's protective magic array and the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array and enter the dreams of believers, it should be at least an evil god of the eighth level!"
The church has dealt with several evil gods before. The seventh-level evil gods can only pollute the soldiers patrolling in the gray fog outside the city.
Clown narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly:
"It should be an eighth-level evil god."
He sighed in his heart at his luck, because he was severely polluted when he first dealt with this evil god.
At that time, he had not yet become a third-level transcendent. Fortunately, the Golden Light Curse was able to break through at the critical moment, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he would be himself now.
"If it is an eighth-level evil god, if it attacks the city, how long can the city defend itself?"
Eliza asked nervously. The defense of Shattrath City was strong enough, so she was not worried. What she was worried about were the cities far away from Shattrath.
If the city falls, the believers will inevitably be polluted, the overall number of believers in the church will drop significantly, and the number of holy crystals obtained will also decrease accordingly.
Clown groaned and said, "Maybe it can only last about ten days."
In the Endless Sea, outside the city of R'lyeh, the waves were raging, storms were gathering, and heavy rain was pouring down.
There were lightning and thunder in the sky above the city, shining on this city covered with dark green reliefs.
A gigantic crab with a radius of nearly 100 meters climbed up. The hard rock seemed more fragile than tofu in front of its sharp cone-like legs.
Its carapace was a gloomy grey, with a large khaki marking on its back.
The middle of the yellow spot seemed to be split by something, forming a wound like a crack, and deep black was the main color of the wound.
The light distorted near the wound, with a strong sense of confusion and disharmony.
Cancer entered the city, and the Hydras and Deep Ones on the streets lowered their heads.
The overbearing crab entered the temple, and Cthulhu let out a terrifying laugh like the cry of a night owl:
"Welcome the Cancer God to respond to the call of the Void Covenant. The power of the Void Lords has become stronger."
Basatan, the god of cancer, has super reproductive ability and can lay millions of eggs each time.
Its offspring can grow rapidly by devouring living creatures, and within a few years, they can form a huge army of crab servants.
Basatan waved his claws, which emitted a cold luster, and his mocking voice echoed in the temple:
“I was sleeping in the mud in the far north of the Endless Sea, and in my dreams I felt the pollution and darkness that had accumulated in this world for hundreds of millions of years.
In the end, you were awakened by the Void Covenant issued by Ghroth, and the reason was that you needed to unite against the enemy. Is this all your strength is?"
Rather than responding to the Void Covenant, it prefers to stay quietly in the stinking mud.
The soul of Kasogosa screamed like the biting cold wind on the top of the snowy mountain: "You don't even know what kind of enemy you are facing, but you are already making such arrogant statements. Everyone can brag!"
She knew her husband's abilities very well, but she had little ability to fight back when facing the enemy. This shows that this is the result for most Void Lords when facing the enemy.
After this big crab entered R'lyeh, it spoke wildly without knowing anything about the situation, which made her extremely unhappy.
"A setback in battle is a sign of incompetence. Don't brag about your strength, but admit your weakness."
Basatan waved his giant pincers and responded without showing any weakness.
Although the other party consisted of a couple, it was definitely not afraid. It maintained this attitude towards any creature.
The many eyeballs on Kasogsa's body stared at the other party, its tentacles danced wildly, and the power of the laws leaked out.
The tentacles on Cthulhu's lower jaw danced wildly, and its huge eyes flashed with unfriendly light. This dead crab was too disrespectful.
At this moment, a huge eyeball covered with many tentacles entered the temple. The eyeball emitted green light and was surrounded by a lot of black air.
"Saiyigeya, welcome, welcome."
Cthulhu ignored the Crab God and turned to greet the Eye of Destruction who had just entered the temple.
Saigya blinked his eyes as a response, then went to a corner and closed his eyes again.
A quiet long sleep is what it loves most. The reason it responded to the Void Covenant is because the Red Moon is too noisy.
Cthulhu's eyes turned cold and he sighed in his heart.
The Void Lords are not harmonious with each other. Many of them are opposed to each other. In the absence of a super powerful Void Lord to restrain them, they have always fought each other.
Now, even though these lords have responded to the covenant, they may not be able to negotiate a result.
While he was thinking, a blue-green lizard stepped into the temple with a heavy sound.
The lizard's deep eyes revealed a clear blue lake, its scales sparkled with a metallic luster, and flashes of light appeared from time to time.
A dozen fleshy whiskers grew from the lizard's lower jaw, dancing wildly like poisonous snakes waiting to bite their prey. The sharp claws of its forelimbs easily scratched deep marks on the floor of the temple.
There is a row of sharp bone spurs on its back, and the end of its thick tail looks like a fish tail.
"Bokrug, my dear friend, when did you come to this universe?!"
There was a lot of joy in Cthulhu's words. The visitor was a water lizard, who, like him, controlled the power of the law of water.
Countless years ago, the other party was sleeping at the bottom of the cold lake in the city of Sarnath in a certain universe.
Although Ghroth can awaken the sleeping Void Lord, it is impossible for him to awaken him across the world.
The big lizard nodded kindly, and said in a gentle voice: "I followed the pioneering marks of the Void Lords and came here many years ago. I trekked here from the cold astral realm just a few months ago."
The two Void Lords who were familiar with each other began to communicate with each other through telepathy, and Cthulhu began to narrate the current situation.
Not long after, the King in Yellow rode the strong wind and flew into the temple. A strange laugh sounded in Cthulhu's consciousness: "Dear cousin, I am so happy to see you."
Cthulhu stared at the King in Yellow with a gloomy look without saying a word. They were indeed cousins, but they did not get along well.
Many lords waited in the temple for a few more days, but no more lords arrived.
Hastur floated in the air, and a strange voice sounded in the temple: "We are the only ones who can attend the gathering this time. Cthugha and Ghros are spying on this continent from the nearby star field. The elephant-headed god Shaugnar Fagn is still plundering in the mountains, and the spider god Atlach-Nakea is currently weaving dreams in Mount Wormiadreth."
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"Yog-Sothoth sent two clones, Tavel and Aforgomon. These two void lords are still traveling in the astral plane."
"There are still many weak lords who cannot attend this meeting for various reasons. I will pass the resolution of the meeting to Gehros, who will then pass it on to other lords."
Cthugha controls the law of fire and is naturally hostile to Cthulhu, so he would never be willing to enter R'lyeh.
Hastur's voice became higher and higher, and he continued:
“The Mother Goddess of All Things entrusted me to hold a sacrificial ceremony to summon her avatar to come.
Many of the bloodline descendants of the Mother Goddess of All Things were killed by a human god. She is now extremely angry and has repeatedly urged me to hold the Western Sacrifice Ceremony as soon as possible.
Cthulhu, you have dealt with the enemy before, so you can tell us about the target."
Although he was arrogant, he also understood that a human god who could kill multiple descendants of the Mother Goddess of All Things must be extremely powerful.
"I can tell you clearly that the human god is an eighth-level creature."
Cthulhu felt that, except for Hastur and his two wives, the other Void Lords expressed emotions of disbelief.
He waited for the other lords to digest this information for a while before continuing, “I think most Void Lords would not win if they fought against the target.
Even for Tavel and Aforgomon, two Void Lords who have reached the eighth level, it is still unknown whether they can kill the target.
My suggestion is to use the secret technique of the consciousness community to kill the target in one fell swoop."
"Using the Consciousness Community Secret Technique is our last resort. I object."
Basatan wielded the giant claws and used secret techniques that consumed the essence of all the Void Lords. The cost was too high.
There is also a drawback. If the target is extremely good at escaping, the lord who is infused with power by the secret technique may not be able to catch up.
In that case, not only would the origin be lost, but the goal would not be achieved, and the Void Lords would not be willing to use their secret techniques.
"I object too. It would be too hasty to use the secret technique now."
The tentacles spreading out from Sayigya's body began to swing wildly. There was only one lord who benefited from using the secret technique, and that was the one who was infused with power.
Judging from the current situation, the chosen person cannot be it.
It is unwilling to sacrifice its own interests for the benefit of other lords.
Bokrug raised his tail and slammed it heavily on the temple floor again: “I object too, we should have more ways to deal with the target.
The target has no offspring. If he does, we can use his offspring as a springboard to contaminate the target's abilities.
In addition, since the Mother Goddess of All Things is willing to send her avatar into this world, the most important thing we should do is to conquer a city and offer sacrifices to summon the Mother Goddess' avatar."
"I agree with Cthulhu. Although I have never fought with the target, I have full faith in Cthulhu's judgment."
Kasogsa supported her husband, and Ketagya made the same choice.
In the end, the crucial vote fell into Hastur's hands.
Beneath Hastur's yellow robe, his tentacles danced wildly, and he made his choice:
“For the time being, I do not agree to release the secret technique of the consciousness community. As far as I know, human gods are different from us. A large part of their power comes from the faith of their believers.
The more humans are willing to believe in it, the more powerful this god will appear.
We can definitely capture the target city and convert the target's believers into ours, which will not only weaken the enemy but also strengthen ourselves, killing two birds with one stone."
(End of this chapter)