Cthulhu

Dagon, the father of the Deep Ones, roared crazily and shook his body back and forth, trying to get rid of these hungry wolf-like ghouls on his body.

The tentacles on his body twisted back and forth, like a cow's tail swatting a mosquito, and instantly swatted away a ghoul on his body.

But Dagon, who was shaking his body, ignored the presence of Mordiggian, the King of Ghouls.

Mordiggian roared excitedly, and grabbed Dagon's tentacles with his huge claws, while the other claw was not idle and swiped downwards.

Directly cutting off one of Dagon's tentacles.

嘶

A tragic scream rang out from Dagon's mouth

The sound of rushing water came from the mist.

It seems to be a portrayal of Dagon's anxious mood at this moment.

However, it finally had no chance, with the cooperation of Mordiggian and the ghouls.

The flesh and blood all over the body became less and less, and the speed of regeneration could not keep up with the speed of being devoured. The body became weaker and weaker, and slowly fell to the ground.

No more ups and downs.

Seeing Dagon's fall, the soldiers at the headquarters suddenly burst into violent cheers.

Everyone's spirits suddenly lifted.

Jones also showed joy. Although the other group of monsters didn't know whether they were the enemy yet, Dagon, who had caused them a lot of casualties, was eventually killed by another group of monsters.

Beside Dagon's body, the ghouls cheered and stepped forward to share the fruits of victory.

However, the next moment, the situation suddenly changed.

Dagon's body suddenly became extremely fragile, like powder. As soon as a ghoul's claw touched Dagon's body, a gust of wind passed by, and Dagon's body turned into powder and scattered with the wind.

At the same time, the sound of a small river flowing through the mist resounded again.

The sound of water gradually became louder, and a tall black figure appeared in the thick fog.

咚

咚

咚

Each step seemed to step directly on everyone's hearts, crushing all the excitement and excitement that had just arisen in everyone.

Dagon came out of the darkness again.

The old days are immortal and are reborn in dreams.

Al looked at the intact Dagon, also a little absent-minded.

He had no idea that Dagon could do this.

Is it very powerful?

Not

It is just a more powerful servant of Squidward, the Lord of R'lyeh.

This little guy has this immortal quality.

No wonder Horace said there was no hope for the future.

Can this monster really die?

how to kill him

"Shocked? Servants of evil gods like Dagon will be everywhere in the future world."

A voice suddenly sounded behind Al.

Turning around, Eugene, who had transformed into a fish-man, had arrived behind Al at some point.

Think about it, they have the technology that allows them to move instantly, so of course they can come up behind them silently.

Al asked: "In the future, have you ever killed such a monster in the future?"

Although Eugene's image has changed drastically at this moment, he has mutated into a deep diver.

There was nothing strange about Al, and the two of them were still like classmates.

Eugene smiled with his ugly fish face, "Killing, didn't Horace say that? Mortal sacrifice and other sacrifices are our methods.

Only the evil god can kill the evil god. "

What is a sacrifice?

According to future sect research, sacrifices are divided into rituals and sacrifices.

The sacrifices are not livestock or delicacies in the usual sense, but anything that the evil god is interested in can be used as a sacrifice.

Human rituals can be subdivided into two points.

Attract the evil god's attention, and turn the monster to be destroyed into a look that the evil god likes.

Just like a certain powerful evil god likes blood, in the future the sect will drizzle monsters with blood in advance to attract the powerful evil god's attention.

The moment the Evil God's gaze descended, the monster immediately attracted the Evil God's attention.

Monsters will be used as sacrifices and fall into the hands of the evil god.

To give humans a little breathing space, this is the sacrifice that belongs to the future sect.

This kind of sacrifice will be a helpless choice for mankind in the future when faced with the survival of the race.

Any sacrifice is acceptable. This is a concession for the continuation of the human race.

In a comfortable society like modern times, the process of establishing a ceremony is too bloody, and the Future Sect wants to create a better environment for the future through sacrifices in modern society.

From the perspective of the Future Sect, there will only be tens of millions of humans in the future, and these tens of millions will still be forced to die in order to survive.

There is now a population of 80 billion in society, and there is no pressure at all for Eugene from the Future Sect to sacrifice human lives.

But this is also the source of the conflict between the two parties.

"I'm curious, who came up with this method of offering sacrifices? Such a genius idea, using evil gods to balance evil gods." Al asked.

Eugene looked at Al with some inexplicable eyes, "You will know eventually."

"Al, Dagon's Death Thread has not been completed yet. It is still immortal and can be reborn infinitely in the world of illusions. Are you sure you still want to make these useless attempts?"

Al smiled, "Do you know how many times I will fail before an experiment succeeds?"

"I admire your perseverance countless times, but sometimes hard work is not everything, and you still can't change the result." Eugene sneered.

"No, you got it wrong. What I mean is that I have never experienced failure. As long as I take it seriously, there will be no problems in this world that can stump me.

The same goes for this time. "

Al laughed. "Infinitely reborn, Eugene, then I'll kill it and show it to you."

Eugene on the side was suddenly startled, looking at Al who exuded extremely confidence, a little dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon, the sound of rotating propellers woke Eugene up. Eugene looked outside the cabin and saw two helicopters moving forward and backward, surrounding Al's helicopter.

Eugene immediately laughed, "Look, this is the human race you saved, Al, it's just a few people dying, a necessary sacrifice.

It is worth using the lives of these people to build Dagon's death line and eliminate Dagon. "

After Eugene finished speaking, he smiled inexplicably at Al and disappeared again.

Al was left alone in the cabin of the helicopter.

"A1423 Falcon, please identify yourself and open communication. We have no intention of exploring your secrets. We just want to ask if you need assistance. The 1341 surviving soldiers on the ground salute you."

Al, who had a stern face, suddenly laughed. He thought it was a helicopter coming to cause trouble for him, but it turned out that it was coming to express his gratitude.

Al smiled, took a step forward, and overlapped the huge black shadow with himself, allowing the huge black shadow to completely wrap around himself, hiding his identity.

"I am Falcon A1423, requesting to land."

After the other party replied, Al directed the helicopter to land on the temporary helipad outside the campus.

Al, covered in darkness and wrapped in a huge black shadow, slowly walked out.

Jones' adjutant was startled when he saw Al, but he immediately calmed down and tentatively asked Al what kind of creature he was.

After realizing that this was just a disguise for Al, he soon breathed a sigh of relief.

Al smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, "Where is the commander? I have something to talk to him about."

The adjutant was about to speak when a loud noise suddenly came from the side. A figure broke through the cordon set up by the soldiers and forced his way into the campus.

"I want to go in. I want to see Eugene. I'm Jonson. I want to see Coulson."

Jonson also arrived at the school. The school had been surrounded by the army in the name of anti-terrorism exercises and no one was allowed to enter.

But even so, Jonson broke in.

Al looked at Jonson and his eyes flickered.

He said to the adjutant who was following him, "Let that person in, I know that person."

The adjutant hesitated for a moment, then told the soldier next to him to bring Jonson over.

Jonson walked over and looked at Al with some doubts. Al was now wrapped in a huge black shadow and his appearance was completely invisible.

But Jonson recognized him immediately. He had seen this black shadow when he was in the circulation space, and immediately realized that it was Al's disguise.

Nodding towards Al, Jonson said no more, only staring at Al with eager eyes.

The group soon arrived at the command post in the distance.

The headquarters was noisy, filled with smoke, and shouting and yelling constantly. Even though these people were just watching the surveillance, part of their minds were affected.

Becoming more irritable and irritable.

Al and the others walked in, but not many people noticed them.

"This is not possible. What the commander needs is calmness. The emotions here are too mixed, a huge black shadow," Al ordered.

The huge black shadow shook, as if showing a ferocious smile.

The aura belonging to the black shadow immediately spread out in the command post.

Hiss...hiss...

The headquarters suddenly became extremely quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

An indescribable fear struck everyone's heart. All emotions such as irritability, anxiety, worry, etc. were swept away, and they were all occupied by this incomparable fear.

A voice sounded at the right time, "Everyone, good morning, my name is...Secret, you can call me Mr. Secret."

Al had chosen a random name; he wanted nothing to do with the institutions yet.

"Who is the commander? I have something I want to discuss with him."

As he spoke, Al's eyes unconsciously looked towards Colson in front of him.

Among them, he also knew this SHIELD agent who had a glimpse of him in the museum.

Colson noticed Al's gaze keenly, and his eyes flickered.

Look at me

he knows me

Although he kept guessing in his mind, the expression on Colson's face did not change at all. He smiled and nodded at Al without saying a word.

A man wearing a major general uniform stood up next to him, "I am Jones, the commander here, and you are the pilot of the A1423 Falcon."