"When the stars return to their positions, when the gods awaken..."
At this moment, a bold idea came to Jingchuan's mind: Could I be the God of Awakening mentioned in this sentence?
The stars return to their positions and the gods awaken.
"Please accept this offering from your loyal servant!"
The next moment, several black-robed men with fanatical eyes came to the altar with a creature that looked like a rabbit and a mouse. The rabbit-like and mouse-like creature kept chirping, but the black-robed men ignored it and instead prepared other sacrifices seriously.
A long umbilical cord stained with transparent liquid. I don’t know anything else, but this umbilical cord definitely does not belong to humans.
A pair of emerald green eyes were still spinning.
There were also four or five barrels of unknown slurry with a pungent smell.
Seeing these things being delivered, Jingchuan felt a chill on his back, as if something was wrong.
The leading man wore a white shirt, a black vest, and a monocle. He looked gentle and refined, his manners as civilized as a noble, but the enthusiasm in his eyes could not be concealed. "Great God, you are the ruler of the old days. Please enjoy your sacrifice and give your humble servant some feedback."
What do you mean? You mean that I should eat this rabbit-like and mouse-like creature, its umbilical cord stained with transparent liquid, its green eyes, and two buckets of pulp that I don’t know what it is?
Looking at this well-dressed beast, Jingchuan spoke tentatively, conveying his intention:
"You lowly ants... I am the former master... How dare such lowly creatures... be worthy... of being sacrificed to me..."
After these words were spoken, the entire altar fell silent.
“You…you…”
The four black-robed fanatics were trembling all over, their short blades barely grasping their own. They seemed to have never seen such a situation before. "Please forgive us! We sincerely kneel before you and listen to your call!"
After saying that, the four black-robed fanatics knelt on the ground and showed great respect to Jingchuan.
Jingchuan:?
What's wrong with you, little brother?
Four rays of light floated out from their bodies, and then the four rays of light gathered into a ball and quickly drilled into Jingchuan's body. Jingchuan also merged these soul hymns with a confused look on his face.
Several fragments flashed through Jingchuan's mind, seeming to record the most important moments of the four people.
Mottled fragments of memory flashed through his mind. Through several fragments, Jingchuan seemed to have vaguely figured out what kind of world this was.
The early days of steam and the Industrial Revolution, an era full of change, a hotbed of gods.
The lives of these four black-robed fanatics are similar. In order to avenge their blood feud, the bankrupt boss begins to believe in the old gods in the mysterious ancient books.
The noble who led them to believe in the Old Gods, Count Kabaren of the Fatsi Kingdom, did not believe in himself as fanatically as they did.
Now Jingchuan has figured out how things are going.
He himself is the old god recorded in some secret ancient books, and it is said that he once ruled this world in ancient times.
Regarding this question, Jingchuan was even more confused: How come he ruled the world in ancient times?
I don’t know if it’s due to possession or some other reason, but the result now is that Jingchuan is one of the old gods.
There are many true gods in this world who represent justice, and there is no need to explain their attitude towards "Old Gods" like himself.
After pondering the current situation for a moment, Jingchuan stared at the remaining believers. Only the beast in human form, Count Kabaren, and his two heirs were left. His two sons looked very excited, while the leader here, Count Kabaren, seemed to have a hint of fear hidden under his excited expression.
Count Kabaren seemed to have never imagined that the god they believed in would actually give them a response.
People who believe in God are actually afraid of God deep down in their hearts?
Jingchuan laughed at himself and looked at the rabbit-like and mouse-like creature that had stopped crying. In full view of everyone, a green mental power slowly flowed into the body of the rabbit-like and mouse-like creature. The body of the rabbit-like and mouse-like creature floated in the air. After a while, the rabbit-like and mouse-like creature returned to the cradle.
He didn't do anything strange this time. Instead, he cleaned the entire body of the rabbit-like and mouse-like creature, and at the same time buried a little surprise deep in his heart.
I don’t know if I can return to Earth now, so there is nothing wrong with proper layout.
But as soon as this thought arose in his mind, Jingchuan's figure began to become illusory, and the next moment, he found himself lying in his rental house.
"Can I come back?!"
Jingchuan was shocked. He didn't expect that he could come back: "But..."
Feeling the strange light on his body, it seemed that...the authority of the Old Gods was also brought to him.
I looked up at the time and saw that a whole night had passed.
“Time flies.”
The time that passed between the two worlds was almost the same. Jingchuan suddenly thought of something, and his expression became slightly excited: "In the other world, it seems difficult to cultivate my followers. After all, heretics are hated by everyone. But on Earth... isn't it easy and simple?!"
Earth, a world famous for being free of demons, if one could transcend and manifest divine power in this world, then one's own strength would surely increase by leaps and bounds. What could those True Gods from other worlds do to him?!
The earth has a population of 7.6 billion, and this number is still growing rapidly at a terrifying rate. Not to mention making everyone on earth believe in him, as long as there is one-tenth, one-hundredth, or one-thousandth of them, his strength will be able to go head-to-head with those true gods!
Jingchuan sat on the sofa, his breathing a little rapid, but his mind was still a mess and he didn't know where to start.
At this moment, he vaguely felt a sense of familiarity emanating from New York State. This sense of familiarity seemed particularly strange, as if it was similar to himself, but not himself.
Jingchuan, who was about to turn off the phone, was suddenly stunned, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.
Wait, this can't be about me?!
Suddenly, Jingchuan only thought of one word.
The Old Gods!
I have the aura of the Old Gods, but those who are similar to me but not me are other Old Gods!
What's going on? Are the Old Ones invading Earth?!
Apart from anything else, the earth is the hope for his survival. If there really are other Old Gods, he cannot ignore them.
After thinking about this, Jingchuan casually conjured up a black cloak and disappeared into the rental house.
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PS: The protagonist is not one of the Old Ones now. The title of the Old Gods in the other world does not refer to the Old Ones in the Cthulhu mythology. The two are different concepts. The Old Gods they are talking about really just mean the gods of the past.
The various old days in the Cthulhu mythology have not yet appeared. Cthulhu does not require faith. What needs faith is the protagonist's current vest.
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