National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

Su Mohui's brows furrowed as she heard this, her heart tangled with doubts. However, the truth was true, so she nodded and said, "Indeed. But now I know that the power in the Endless Abyss can shatter everything. If I hadn't come prepared, I would have died here long ago."

"You are so keenly aware of this, which is already quite rare." The female voice sounded again, speaking rapidly, "However, things are far more complicated than you imagine. Before you came here, it seems that you received careful guidance from a certain master.

You originally intended to utilize the purifying properties of the Netherworld Sea's mystical power to dissolve the evil aura of resentment, then leverage the Spiritual Void Sea's ability to contain all things to envelop the resentment, and finally cast it into the Netherworld's rebirth platform, where it would undergo reincarnation purification and completely eliminate the hidden dangers."

The voice paused for a moment, then continued, "And now that you've witnessed the power of the Endless Abyss to shatter everything, you've come up with a new plan—

You wish to enlist the aid of the Spirit Bird to cut the Spiritual Void Sea into countless fragments, distributing them to powerful beings from various realms, allowing them to take them back to their respective worlds and use them to encase the power of resentment. Afterward, you will reenter the Endless Void Abyss and toss these fragments, wrapped in resentment, into it, completely destroying them.

At the end of the conversation, the other party asked again, "Is what I said correct?"

Su Mohui fell silent as she listened to the other party's thorough analysis of her plan. She fell into a brief moment of contemplation. After a moment, she didn't respond directly, but instead raised another question in her mind: "The power of resentment can't be easily eliminated, right?"

However, to her surprise, the other party did not answer this question, but instead suddenly asked her an unexpected question: "Have you ever heard of Cthulhu civilization?"

The ethereal voice echoed in this strange space, as if carrying endless ancient secrets. Every note hit Su Mohui's eardrums, causing her heartbeat to suddenly accelerate.

Su Mohui was slightly startled, her mind quickly flashing through the scattered mysterious legends she had collected from her travels across various worlds. But the torrent of memory finally stopped at her time in China. She recalled for a moment and said:

"I recall that around 1920, an American writer named Howard Phillips Lovecraft wrote a series of novels. But in his writings, Cthulhu civilization seemed to be just a concept of a civilization derived from a mysterious existence full of unknown fears and taboos."

As soon as the words fell, Su Mohui clearly heard the other party's meaningful sigh. Then, the voice sounded again slowly, with a bit of solemnity:

"In fact, Cthulhu civilization truly originates from the distant and unreachable depths of the universe." The voice paused, as if brewing something even more astonishing. "Or perhaps it truly exists in a unique space-time rift between the universe and the epochal black hole."

"And within that dark, mysterious realm, exist beings so powerful they far surpass human comprehension. They are known as the Old Ones. Cthulhu is one of them, having long slumbered in the underwater city of R'lyeh in the South Pacific. When the stars align correctly according to some mysterious law, the underwater city of R'lyeh will rise to the surface, and Cthulhu will awaken."

Su Mohui frowned and asked, "Why do these Old Ones pose a threat to our world?"

"The reason is simple. The essence of their existence and the power they possess far exceed the boundaries of human thinking." There was a hint of heavy worry in the voice, as if it carried the fate of the entire universe.

"Once they fully descend or awaken, all of humanity's cognition, order, and even survival will face collapse—"

"After all, in the grand and cold concept constructed by Cthulhu civilization, humans are nothing more than insignificant ants, and the world on which all humans depend for survival is merely a temporary stage for those powerful beings to play and have fun, or a place for them to rest while they sleep."

As the words fell, the surrounding space seemed to be gently stirred by an invisible giant hand, rippling the air. Then, a series of bizarre images slowly unfolded before Su Mohui's eyes, like a nightmare from which she could not wake up.

The first thing that caught my eye was Cthulhu, a towering, mountain-like figure. Its body was composed of countless twisting, wriggling tentacles and cold, hard scales, and every inch of its limbs exuded a chilling aura. Every slight movement of its body caused a violent tremor on the seabed, sending tsunamis that blocked out the sun and sky above, and earth-shattering earthquakes on land. Cities were as fragile as sandcastles before its power.

Then the scene shifted, revealing Hastur. Its body shimmered with a star-like light, yet within this light emanated a deeply eerie aura. Anyone who dared gaze upon its form would, in that instant, feel their soul being dragged into an endless abyss of darkness, plunged into endless madness, their spiritual world completely destroyed.

"And in the heart of the gray fog that you saw before entering this space, sleeping is an existence that is as terrifying as Cthulhu, or even more terrifying - Azathoth." The voice sounded again, pulling Su Mohui back to reality from the shocking picture.

Su Mohui suddenly felt as if something was choking her throat. She swallowed unconsciously to try to ease the pain, but her voice was already trembling slightly as she asked, "What on earth is that heart?"

"It's most likely a manifestation of the power of some Old One, perhaps a part of Azathoth. You know, this primordial god, symbolizing cosmic chaos, often hides in the depths of the universe in an unimaginable and indescribable form. This heart-shaped gray mist might just be the tip of the iceberg that he accidentally revealed in our original universe."

"That heart occasionally beats, like the drumbeat of the universe, bringing waves of chaos and disorder to the abyss. Everything around it is distorted by its existence. The tentacles that emerge from the mist are the temptation and erosion of the outside world by this chaotic force."

Upon hearing this, Su Mohui tried hard to recall the scene of her previous fight against the tentacles. Uh... she seemed to be fighting against it at that time, so she didn't seem to notice it?

The other party seemed to have noticed Su Mohui's thoughts and continued, "Of course, there is another possibility. This heart may be the key hub connecting different dimensions. After all..."