Pirate: I became the God of Dark Cthulhu

Chapter 27 Remote Recruitment of Believers After the War

After the battle of the capital of seven waters, the army of the Kingdom of God swept the battlefield.

Blue Station station.

In addition to the destruction of a cruiser-class warship, there are many small military ships that survived the war. Waipa intercepted [-] military ships and hundreds of guns from the station.

The sailors fled too hastily.

Only a small number of naval soldiers led the two ships away in a panic, and most of them still chose street fighting and island warfare, but they were all captured.

On the battlefield, there are no second chances.

If you lose, you lose, and there is no room for recovery.

After confiscating all the naval supplies, the Kingdom of God established a mine belt on the only way from the capital of seven waters to Judicial Island.

As long as there is a sea train passing by, it will inevitably cause a series of violent explosions.

Lanshen initially tried to integrate the capital of seven waters into the scope of the invisible curtain, maybe the invisible curtain can move with the capital of seven waters.

But the premise is that the sea of ​​clouds penetrates into every corner of the capital of seven waters, just like the top fountain melts into the sea of ​​clouds.

However, the more Lanshen experimented, the more he felt that this was unrealistic.

Even if the seven waters are swallowed into the sea of ​​clouds, at that time, the capital of the seven waters will probably become a pile of nourishment for the sea of ​​clouds, and the capital of the seven waters will no longer be the capital of the seven waters after all.

That is not what Lanshen wants to see, and it is not conducive to the further expansion of the Kingdom of God.

One day in the future, there will be an epic battle between the Kingdom of God and the Celestial Dragons. The Capital of Seven Waters cannot be assimilated. It will serve as a transfer station for the Kingdom of God in the first half of the great route and continue to export.

After basically solving all the post-war matters, Lanshen began to retreat and practice, focusing on the ability of [telepathy].

Lanshen didn't pay much attention to this ability at first, which led to the gradual loosening of the practice of this ability. When it was first used, it was not ideal.

However, this ability is by no means as simple as it appears on the surface.

Human beings who come into contact with Cthulhu, there must be someone who can get close to them in the vast sea of ​​people, and those who come into contact with them all have two fates, wandering between geniuses and lunatics.

This kind of contact does not matter the distance.

In other words, Lanshen can gain new believers by virtue of [telepathy], and believers can be distributed anywhere in the world.

Of course, the premise is that the media needs to be contacted.

"Use dreams as a medium, try to pull the dreams of some people in the New World, and let them accept the existence of the great Cthulhu."

Such believers are no longer around, and they are scattered all over the world. God Lan calls them "half believers".

"It seems that another dream journey is about to start."

Lan Shen sat cross-legged, revealing his god incarnation.

Tentacles entangled the surrounding pillars, Lanshen closed his eyes, and the air seemed to stagnate for a certain moment.

"Dream Journey, start again..."

There are layers of mirages and grotesques.

Lanshen only felt that he was like a compressed bear biscuit, becoming a purely flat person, without the three-dimensional effect, it appeared a little more rough.

"A compressed dream is like a blueprint printed out of a printing machine."

Lanshen spotted a blueprint and went straight to explore.

"This is... the country of Alabasta!?"

Lanshen was a little shocked. It turned out that the blueprint represented a certain area.

The people in the area, from the king to the beggar, anyone who is dreaming at this time will be captured by the blueprint.

Going deeper, my dream is like a roundworm, and my twisting body seems to never stop.

The main thing is that this thing twists like a roundworm, and it looks a bit like a wireworm, which makes people get goosebumps in vain.

"Great god of Cthulhu, you don't study these things all day long! Don't you feel uncomfortable after watching this stuff too much?"

Lanshen was more or less speechless.

"And the space is becoming more and more distorted. Just wandering here requires a lot of mental power to maintain."

Lanshen also knows that his mental strength is not enough to last for a long time.

So make a quick decision, first find a close believer who is suitable for granting dreams.

Finding someone close isn't a random search either.

It must be extremely compatible with the existence of Cthulhu's breath.

Maybe only one person will be born in 1000 people, and there is still uncertainty, which shows that the probability is not very high.

Of course, the Alabasta country has a large number of people, and if you really want to find someone close to you, it is possible to have a hundred or ten people.

"Dream!"

The project of finding believers is tedious and boring.

However, Lanshen's kung fu paid off, after all, he found a person with a close physique. If you don't check, you don't know.

Is this Nico Robin's dream? !
(End of this chapter)