In the mysterious world of Cthulhu, I am the Lord of the Gods

At the Black Moon Detective Agency, Kiraji had been drinking in the lounge for a whole week and was completely drunk.

"It's all your fault!"

"It's all your fault!"

"Why didn't you help me then!"

"As long as you are willing to use one-third of your strength, the captain will not die, and Claure will not die either!"

Jiraji pointed at Delia's pet box and kept accusing her.

At this moment, a weak voice came from his mind:

"Didn't I tell you that you are facing the Shepherd God?"

"The Great Shepherd!"

"My strength has not recovered at all. I am very weak now."

"I can't be exposed."

"If you want to blame someone... blame yourself for not liking to practice."

"It's also your fault that I haven't completely parasitized you."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be unable to exert even one-tenth of my strength."

......

The voice in Kiraji's mind was intermittent.

After hearing this, Kiraji went from being angry to being calm, and finally to blaming himself.

"Delia, go tell Roufeng that I'm leaving Southwell and joining Pud's 'Avengers' team!"

After Jiraji returned the pet box to Delia, he was determined and said with gritted teeth.

---

There is a grocery store near the Tulip Lower Street 26 apartment.

"Bring me a newspaper."

A middle-aged man with a well-defined face handed the shopkeeper a penny.

He took the newspaper and opened it quickly.

There were more than ten eye-catching headlines on an entire page of the newspaper.

Obviously, it's all big news.

"Breaking news! A massacre and disaster occurred on Dawn Island in Southwell City!"

"The Trojan cyborg is possessed by a demon! A major incident occurred on Dawn Island, and tourists were massacred!"

"A catastrophe, a catastrophe of the century, a Trojan cyborg possessed by a demon appeared on the outskirts of Pude!"

"Critical, critical, a large number of cyborgs have appeared on Pudde Devil Island, the army is going to suppress them!"

......

The middle-aged man was none other than Claure, whose appearance had changed.

At this moment, a man and two women walked out of Apartment 26, Lower Tulip Street.

That's Cesar, Dorothy and Little Bill.

It's only been two weeks since I last saw her, and Xisha seems to have lost more than ten pounds.

When Claure saw how haggard Cesar looked, he felt distressed for no reason.

"Cissa."

"Let's go to the play tonight."

"It's a new play called The Mad Hatter."

“I heard it’s very popular.”

"Doris and I both love to watch it."

"We finally got out to get some fresh air, so we should find something fun to do, right?"

Little Bill looked at Xisha with a questioning look.

But what he got in return was Xisha's indifference.

At this moment, the streets were crowded with people, all flocking towards the street square.

A huge circular stage was set up in the center of the square, and there was a magic show.

Following the flow of people, little Bill pulled Cesar and Doris to watch the fun.

Klauer also followed far behind and went to watch.

Standing in the center of the stage was a tall, thin man in circus costume.

The man locked himself in a huge cage.

There is a huge metal ball inside the cage, with a copper wire hanging above the ball.

"ladies and gentlemen."

"We have experienced a long era of steam, and now the era of electricity is finally coming."

"I'm going to give you a grand lightning prelude!"

The man dressed as a magician finished speaking and raised his hands high, and then a magical scene appeared.

Countless lightning bolts emitted from the metal ball, covering the entire cage, and burst out with terrifying crackling sounds and dazzling white light.

"it is good!"

"very good!"

"Come again!"

After watching the performance, the audience began to applaud wildly and cheer loudly, as if they were welcoming a grand ceremony.

"good, very good, excellent!"

Little Bill seemed to be moved by the lively atmosphere and he also began to applaud vigorously.

"This is the lightning that Claure wanted most, but unfortunately, he is gone."

Seeing this, Xisha wiped her eyes.

She took out a Leyden jar from her arms, and stared at the jar in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing this, Klauer also wiped his eyes.

Xisha is still in a very low mood, we have to find a way to cheer her up.

When Klauer thought of this, he called over a newspaper boy who was watching the fun.

Claure bought a big bunch of balloons, a big bunch of colorful balloons.

"I'll give you 10 pence, and after the performance, you can give this bunch of balloons to that girl."

"You mean the prize for the lucky audience member who won it on the spot."

Claure said, handing the newsboy the balloon and 10 pence.

After receiving it, the newspaper boy nodded happily to Klauer.

Half an hour later, the performance ended and the crowd began to disperse.

"Miss, this is a reward for the lucky audience. You are the only lucky audience."

The newsboy said this and handed the balloon to Xisha.

"Thank you~"

After hesitating for a long time, Xisha slowly took the balloon from the newsboy.

"What beautiful balloons! Here's a card."

Bill found a card in the balloon.

He handed the card to Seetha.

Xisha slowly looked at the card:

Everything is destined, everything is the best arrangement.

Life is not just about sadness, it also has hope and distance.

"Claure, is this the little angel you sent to comfort me?"

As Xisha read on, tears welled up in her eyes.

She suddenly realized something and looked into the distance.

Xisha found a middle-aged man wearing a crooked hat and dressed like a clown, performing funny moves for her at the far end of the street.

After the performance, the middle-aged man bowed deeply to Xisha to express his gratitude, then slowly turned around and left.

----

Deep in the Free Sea, in the thick fog, two monsters as big as mountains are emerging from the sea.

A giant beast with an octopus face, eight tentacles and wings.

A giant beast with a similar body shape to a slug.

One of them made a loud "buzz buzz buzz" sound, and the other one heard it and responded with a "ho ho ho".

The huge waves stirred up by the huge shouting directly threw the Clark sailing ship sailing in the waves to a height of dozens of meters.

"Fools, you fools, hurry up and reef the sails."

"Hold on to the rudder, hold on to the rudder tightly, and hold steady."

"Don't listen to the evil god's roar!"

"Don't try to understand the secrets of that evil god."

Captain Jack, the four-masted sailing ship Clark, tried his best to control the steering wheel tightly with the first mate with a black goat head.

Run, run for your life!

......

After escaping death, Captain Jack of the Clark's face was full of horror, as if he could not believe his eyes.

Deep in the Free Sea, two giant monsters seemed to be whispering.

Big octopus face monster:

"You are the famous King of Escape, the destroyer of the planet Shaggai, the great Old One Glaki, why are you so weak now?"

"Your true form was even forced to descend into this steam magic world. How badly have you been hurt?"

"Who hurt you so badly?"

"Nyarlathotep, Yog-Sothoth, or Shub-Niggurath?"

Big Slug Monster:

"Red Queen, it's all the Red Queen's fault."

"My clones were also hunted down and only a few are left. There is only one weak clone hiding in Southville City."

"The great Lord of R'lyeh, the sleeping god, the Great Old One Cthulhu."

"You don't look any better."

"You even managed to escape your true form into this fragile world of steam magic."

"What's the matter with you?"

Big octopus face monster:

"The noisy voices around the temple did not completely suppress the great Chaos God Azathoth."

"Great Azathoth, He is about to begin to awaken."

"The starry sky where it lives is no longer safe."

Big Slug Monster:

"What caused Azathoth to awaken? What terrifying power could threaten Azathoth? What made him feel in danger while sleeping?"

Big octopus face monster:

"That is a new god, a new god that walks on the dry bones of humans."

“He will soon descend upon that starry sky.”

"A perfect new god, an immortal new god, a new god of destruction."

“He will surely come!”

(End of the book)