Jingchuan has completely digested Leviathan's divinity, and after the fusion, he has his first official incarnation.
Cthulhu, Lord of R'lyeh.
Cthulhu does not need any believers, does not need any faith, and does not need anything.
However, the one acting now is not Cthulhu, but Jingchuan's other fictional identity, Mordiggian, the so-called King of Ghouls and God of Cold Bones.
The reason for choosing such a fictional identity is entirely based on the degree of difficulty.
Ghoul is the assimilation ability that Jingchuan has possessed since the beginning, but the effect is not satisfactory. After a long period of research and modification, Jingchuan finally created a ghoul with a dog face and a human body.
Cthulhu already has the Deep Ones, so the Ghouls need Mordiggian's presence.
Everything now is just Jingchuan building up the image of Mordiggian and at the same time raising the status of the Lord of Eternal Night a little bit, so that all Americans feel that the role of the Lord of Eternal Night is irreplaceable.
The Lord of R'lyeh and the Eye of Destruction have already demonstrated their destructive power against the United States. Add to that the eerie, bone-chilling god whose very name inspires utter terror, and the faith of the guardian, the Lord of Eternal Night, will undoubtedly explode.
This is Jingchuan’s ultimate goal.
Roughly speaking, Jingchuan now has two incarnations: Cthulhu and Mordiggian.
Although Jingchuan has reached a point where he is strong without faith, everyone wants to be as strong as possible, so it is still very important for the Lord of Eternal Night to harvest faith.
However, Jingchuan did not intend to go on a killing spree in Boston like the Eye of Destruction did in New York.
After all, the residents of Boston are all potential believers. The Eye of Destruction that ravaged New York was not played by Jingchuan, so he naturally would not do so when it was Jingchuan's turn to play the role.
The nearly three hundred people killed by Jingchuan were all those who endangered the public security in New York. Most of them deserved to be put to death, and only a few did not deserve the death penalty... But who made them meet the "fair" and "strict" law enforcement officer Jingchuan?
As for the more than 3,000 US soldiers near the frozen laboratory, that is another matter.
There is no explanation in war. The army took the initiative to launch artillery attacks on Jingchuan, and Jingchuan also fought back. This will never change.
"National Guard? Tsk tsk... they're not attacking."
Jingchuan held his chin in his hand. He could see every corner of Boston clearly, and naturally he could see the National Guard who were afraid to attack Mordiggian.
The National Guard is an important reserve force of the U.S. Armed Forces. Coincidentally, the first city to have one was Boston, and the first city to officially use the name of the National Guard was New York.
Both cities have a deep connection with Jingchuan.
At present, more and more armed forces are rushing towards the area where Mordiggian is currently located, but Jingchuan does not care much about these so-called armed forces.
Because Mordiggian now has no real energy and is just a phantom. Even if the entire Boston is destroyed, he will not suffer any damage.
There is no way. With extraordinary abilities, even if technology has extremely powerful power, it still can't do anything to Jingchuan.
Nuclear weapons can cause certain damage to Jingchuan, but the prerequisite is that nuclear weapons can hit Jingchuan.
Given the current situation, who knows where Jingchuan is?
No one knows, so nuclear weapons naturally cannot reach Jingchuan.
"Your Majesty, the great God of Cold Bones, Boston has no intention of opposing you. Please show some mercy..."
Around Boston, loud speakers kept looping, as if trying to communicate with Jingchuan.
Jingchuan was somewhat surprised by Boston's friendly approach: the government is now so brutal that they have begun to admit defeat?
This performance made Jingchuan very satisfied, as it proved that the Massachusetts government had a clear understanding of supernatural beings.
Since this is the case, Jingchuan does not intend to continue the stalemate and does not intend to show the National Guard some power.
But...leaving and retreating like this is a bit inconsistent with the identity of the gloomy and cold god.
Although the Gloomy God of Chilled Bones has left, it will still have a certain impact on Boston. Only after the Church of Eternal Night truly establishes a foothold in Boston can he go to the other world and smash the Lord of Thunder!
......
The surrounding National Guards were still shouting through loudspeakers and holding their weapons respectfully. Even the governor of Massachusetts arrived at the scene in person to pay the highest respects.
They were so humble that I felt a little uneasy.
The official beside him rubbed his eyes and whispered, "Mr. Governor, it's been nearly half an hour, and His Majesty the Gloomy and Cold God has not made any movement. Is that so..."
"Shut up!"
The governor's face turned grim as he stopped the official from speaking. He lowered his head and said, "No matter what, we just need to do our own thing!"
After saying this, the governor continued to stand there, repeating his respectful words.
For some unknown reason, the governor simply couldn't bring himself to look at this "gloomy and cold god", so he kept his head down for nearly half an hour.
The other officials and soldiers were more or less in this state, which seemed like some strange rule.
"As expected, you can't look directly at the gods!"
After the governor sighed in his heart, he became even more afraid of such extraordinary existence.
"boom--!!!"
At this moment, a loud noise resounded through the sky, frightening the governor. Then, he roared angrily, "Who?! Who told them to fire?! Stop it! Stop it!"
"Governor, we didn't fire the gun!"
The official who had been following the governor shouted excitedly, "His Majesty the God of Grim and Cold Bones... has left!"
"ah?!"
The governor looked up with joy, and sure enough, the gloomy and cold god had indeed left the Sappho area and had now disappeared.
"Gods bless you, Gods bless you!"
The governor was ecstatic. After today, the government could proudly announce that he, the governor, had turned the tide and saved Boston from danger. He was truly Boston's savior!
After all, it was he who went against the majority's opinion and refused to allow any attack on the Gloomy and Chilly God!
But while the governor was delighted, he seemed to feel something falling on his head.
He looked up in confusion, only to see white snowflakes dancing in the sky. The snowflakes grew bigger and bigger, gradually forming a snowstorm that filled the sky!
This time the snowflakes did not come and go quickly like they did half an hour ago, but it gave an extremely strange feeling!
The temperature in Boston also began to drop sharply, and the governor even felt that it was colder than winter!
There's something wrong with this snow.
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