Cthulhu

The ghoul's mouth was still dripping with blood, and its eyes were already looking at the next prey.

These shadow creatures are not only powerful and weird.

There are still things that can never be filled.

"Eat...eat...eat..."

Weird murmurs sounded in everyone's ears.

The injured Jonson and Matt immediately stood in front of Al.

"Al, summon that black monster quickly, we won't be able to resist it for long." Matt growled.

The monster in front of him reminded him of the shadow monster Al summoned in the circulation space.

He was seriously injured now, but there was no way he could go through the previous battle again.

When Horace heard Matt's words, he immediately became interested, "Dark Shadow Summoning, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk tsk, little classmate, you are not a senior classmate, and you can still summon."

He didn't believe what Matt said at all. You must know that there is a price to pay for summoning these indescribable creatures.

Dementia, madness, disability...

Any negative state is enough to make the human body useless.

Not to mention surviving all these negative states and summoning the servants of the evil god.

Moreover, being able to summon only represents the first step, being able to summon does not mean being able to control.

Most of the Evil God's servants are uncontrollable. Only by selecting and summoning the weak ones among the Evil God's servants can it be difficult for the monster to identify ourselves and the enemy.

Only more powerful priests can control these servants of the evil god.

But even so, the servants of the evil god they summoned are powerful and unrivaled in human society.

Due to their own characteristics, the servants of the evil god no longer exude mixed nonsense all the time.

If humans listen for a long time, they will soon be assimilated by the nonsense, become crazy, or directly mutate their bodies.

So, when Matt said that Al could summon servants of the evil god, Horace didn’t believe it at all.

Although Horace didn't believe Matt's words, he was cautious and summoned more ghouls.

Seven ghouls appeared in a row, including the one summoned first, a total of eight, surrounding everyone in the center.

He looked at the three of them as if they were looking at the food on the plate.

Despair was already rising in Matt's heart. If it was a ghoul, they could still fight. Now that there are so many, even the huge black shadow can't resist it. These ghouls look like wolves. ghost.

Horace's voice became hoarse. Summoning so many ghouls also brought a lot of burden to him. He said in a deep voice: "Ghoul, give me..."

A burst of chanting sounded.

interrupted Horace.

Al looked serious, "Those things that have risen, those that have sunk, those things in the abyss that are sleeping in dreams, listen to my call and wake up in the real world, ghouls."

The content is exactly the same as what Horace summoned before.

Horace sneered. If he could summon the servants of the evil god by simply saying a few words, then why would he need to train for ten years?

"It's useless. Do you think summoning is just a matter of chanting a few spells? I..."

Horace hasn't finished speaking yet

A black cloud quickly covered the sky, and the newly bright sky fell into darkness again.

A six to seven meter long ghoul's sharp claws suddenly stretched out, as if to break the barrier between reality and illusion.

crashed down.

The evil god's servant, who can kill eight ghouls with just one claw, is about to emerge from the black mist.

Horace's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he felt that his world view had been impacted.

He...how could he summon it so easily? This is unscientific.

However, it is not so easy for powerful creatures to come to reality and face greater oppression.

The huge claws just left a deep claw mark on the ground, and were suppressed unwillingly.

Horace secretly hissed, not bad, not bad.

Having learned the previous lesson, he said no more, fearing that he would be slapped in the face again, and silently watched the black mist roll in.

The thick black fog finally dissipated.

A figure three to four meters tall appeared on the spot.

There are no eyes on the head and no legs on the feet. The body is like a cylinder, full of weirdness and indescribability.

Before he could see the figure clearly, a strange whisper sounded in Al's ears.

The harsh low-frequency sound made him feel bursts of discomfort, and in his mind, the illusory brain lit up slightly.

The wall of separation appeared, and all the nonsense was wiped out.

A message appeared in his mind.

Son of Mordiggian

The fierce king, the son of the ghoul king.

"How is it possible that you learned this spell?" Horace looked complicated.

It's like a scumbag asking a top student why he scores [-] points every time.

Al smiled and said, "I just learned it from you."

"Impossible, these are not just a few words. If you cannot communicate with the ghoul race, it is completely impossible to summon them." Horace roared.

"But I just recited a few words, and he came out." Al spread his hands to express his helplessness.

Horace had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

He said what he wanted to say most in his heart.

If it can be summoned so easily, what has he done in the past ten years?

It took so much hard work to train, and how many times I almost sank in the whispers of the past, that I gained the ability I have now.

But you told me, just think about it casually

It's like a scumbag who has studied hard for ten years, got 60% in every test, and asked for the secrets of a top student who can get 100% in every skill.

The top student said, the paper only has [-] points, he can't get [-]...

"Eat them Mordiggian children," Al said softly.

I saw the chrysanthemum-like mouthparts of the cylindrical descendant of Mordiggian suddenly opened, and with a leap, he bit the ghoul directly.

The ghoul was immediately bitten off by Lazy Yao, and half of his body was swallowed by Mordiggian's heir.

The heir of Mordiggian roared when he smelled the smell of blood, and the chrysanthemum-like mouthparts in his mouth screamed strangely.

Become more excited.

In the blink of an eye, it moved again, and another ghoul died.

Al stared at Horace and said: "Horace, are you a human or an Isth? What are you going to do? Life, old age, sickness and death. Mortal sacrifice. Who are you sacrificing?"

What is your purpose? "

Although the situation seemed to be in his favor now, Al did not dare to be careless at all. The real Horace was probably one of the three brains that had been taken out.

In other words, although the person in front of him looks like a human, he is probably not a human.

Maybe they are the Yithians, who are known as the great race.

"Mortal sacrifice...you know so much." Horace's eyes were complicated.

He suddenly started mumbling, learning from the previous lesson.

What came out of his mouth was no longer in any language on earth.

"麣...纞苋...箟...钃鸜"

Following Horace's roar, Byaki suddenly flew out of the void and pounced into the battlefield.

Turn the situation around.

Looking at Bayaki, who was as terrifying as a pterosaur, there was no fear in Al's eyes.

Because...he seemed to understand Horace's weird alien language just now

Since the wall of isolation in the Illusive Brain was damaged, Al has been learning spells faster and faster.

These weird spells didn't feel like he was learning them. He had a feeling that he was just constantly thinking of forgotten memories.

A flicker of understanding arose in Al's heart.

The surface layer of the illusory brain stores some simple memories, and the first layer blocked by the wall of isolation is likely to store these spells.

"麣...纞苋...箟...钃鸜" Weird words also came out of Al's mouth.

A huge Byakhi appeared again, joining in the melee with those from before.

Horace looked like he had seen a ghost.

how can that be

Not believing in evil, he changed the language again, and a little night dire was summoned and rushed towards Al.

Before the little Night Dire could reach Al, a big Night Dire picked up the Little Night Dire like a chicken.

Horace was completely speechless this time.

Are you the legendary [-]-[-]?

This can also be copied

Al's excited eyes stared directly at Horace, with anticipation in his eyes. He wanted to learn a few more spells.

Horace was dejected and looked like he had been hollowed out.

Al touched his nose and said, "Actually, I can only use this ability three times a day... I have used it up today, so why don't you get another one?"

Horace roared: "Three times do you think I'm stupid? Such a simple lie."

Al: Tsk, he was discovered.

Jonson Matt on the side was also speechless. Are you serious, Al?

The world in front of them simply subverted their imagination, with all kinds of unimaginable and unspeakable monsters fighting.

Chaos.

Horace's eyes flashed fiercely: "I don't believe you can learn this too."

drink

He roared low and teleported directly to the distance without using any spells, as if his body's instinct.

Ran

Alma imitated Horace's example and shouted.

drink

However, nothing changed around Al this time.

Horace in the distance suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, fool, I am using technology this time, Is's technology, fool, you can't learn it. Al, just wait for me."

Al, who had not learned how to teleport, not only did not feel disappointed, but bursts of red light burst out from his eyes, full of excitement.

He, Al, likes nothing more than collecting the genes of people with special abilities.

"Baiyaki" Al growled and jumped up.

The Byaki in the battle group quickly eliminated the last little Byakī, leaving behind the group of ghouls who were still fighting.

Quickly appearing below Al, Al jumped high and slowly descended, landing directly on Bayaki's back and grabbing something that was either a tentacle or a head.

Hold on tight to prevent yourself from being thrown away by Bayaki's rapid speed.

Pointing at Horace, he said, "Catch him."

Bayaki screamed, and like a rocket, he quickly rushed out and rushed towards Horace.

Jonson and Matt were left where they were, and Jonson swallowed.

"what should we do"

"Go, get out of here." Sensing Jonson's hesitation, Matt continued: "Do you still want to get involved with those monsters?"

Jonson glanced at the monsters that were constantly fighting, and shook his head with a chill.

The two left quickly, heading towards New York City.

On the other side, Horace, who was being chased by Bayaki, leaned against the wall panting, staring at Al in the distance.

"What do you want?"

The distance of teleportation is limited. No matter which direction Horace runs, Byaki can catch up quickly.

"Mortal sacrifice, why are you performing this sacrifice? Who are you trying to summon?"

Al asked in a deep voice.

"Mortal sacrifice, do you really understand mortal sacrifice?" Horace took a breath and said, "Mortal sacrifice, sacrifice to mortals. What we sacrifice is never ghosts and gods.

We shouldn't be enemies, Al

Humanity has no future. We are the saviors, we are saving the future of our world.”

Horace had a fanatical look in his eyes.

"Haha, don't you think you are funny, Horace." Al chuckled, "You think I would believe it, you fanatical cultists."

The enthusiasm in Horace's eyes slowly calmed down, and he asked softly: "Do you know who I am?"

"Is" Al replied.

"That's not entirely true. We came here through time through Ace's technology, but that doesn't mean we are Ace." Horace suddenly revealed an incredible piece of information.

Al was immediately stunned. Al had always thought that Horace and the others were disguised as Yis, and that all this was a conspiracy of the Yis. However, he did not expect that Horace actually said that they just used the Yis to travel through time and space. technology