People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

The year 1502 of the Haiyuan calendar.

West Sea, O'Hara.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old quietly woke up from the ruins.

"Hiss, where is this?"

Lin Qi stared blankly at the surrounding towns and the rising flames in the ruins, his mind going blank.

"Get Mythic Template: Cthulhu Mythos"

"Myth value: 0"

"Creations: Cthulhu (lv1), Sarda Hegra (lv1), Tavel At Umr (lv1), Avgomon (lv1)..."

"Myth Script: None"

"Note 1: The myth value is basically equivalent to the impact of the myth script on this world, and can be used by the host to upgrade creations."

"Note 2: The higher the level of the creation, the more mythical scripts can be generated. At the same time, when the creation reaches a certain level, it will also increase the possibility of generating high-level mythical scripts. In some special scenarios, the creation will not be consumed. The mythical value upgrades itself."

"Note 3: The host has absolute control over the performer and can perfectly inherit all the performer's abilities. The superposition of similar abilities during inheritance is a non-linear superposition."

Lin Qi sat on the bed sluggishly, and it took him a while to recover.

"Phew, the world of One Piece."

Integrating the memory of the original owner, Lin Qi couldn't help but smile bitterly and rub his still aching head.

Today happens to be the day when O'Hara's demon-slaying order is launched.

This world is not friendly to ordinary people. There is a world government that only serves the Celestial Dragons, pirates who are tyrannical at sea, and nobles from certain participating countries who do not care about the lives of ordinary people. They even just encounter bandits or mafia. Organizations like this are enough for ordinary people to drink a cup of.

Not to mention the possibility of suffering unreasonable disasters caused by the Demon-Slaying Order.

Fortunately, with the existence of the mythical template, Lynch not only has the ability to protect himself, but also has the possibility to subvert the world.

In the sea of ​​fire, Lin Qi's bright eyes reflected the floating flames, and a huge fireball shadow composed of countless small flames faintly appeared behind his body. Whenever Lin Qi was surrounded by hot tongues of fire, he would roll towards him. When he came over, the shadow behind him blocked all the flames and swallowed them into his body like a dragon sucking water.

Passing through the charred ruins of the town, several warships lined up along the coastline not far away.

Ruthless artillery fire was bombarding the island non-stop. At this moment, a close explosion made the navy's hearts skip a beat.

"Ah...the evacuation ship was blown up!"

"For...why?"

"A shelling from a warship!"

"It's Vice Admiral Sakaski's warship!"

"We must do it thoroughly. If a scholar sneaks into that ship, all the sacrifices made this time will be in vain."

“The possibility of evil must be uprooted altogether!”

……

Akainu?

The justice you insist on is really hard to accept.

This idea of ​​sacrificing the lives of ordinary people in order to eliminate evil made Lynch shudder even just thinking about it.

From a distance, Lynch set his sights on Sakaski, who was hiding his face under his robe. Cthurgia is classified as a "fire" camp in the Cthulhu Mythos, which happens to be the same as Sakaski's. The rockberry fruiting ability matches.

Lynch didn't choose Sakaski because of his own strength. He chose him purely to correct the thinking of this extremely righteous guy in the future.

As for placing a future marshal in the navy as an eye liner, it is just a matter of convenience and not worth mentioning at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sakaski's feet suddenly disappeared. Not only the warships under his feet, but also O'Hara Island, which was submerged in gunfire in front of him, also disappeared.

There was only the vast blue ocean around him, and his rich combat experience allowed him to quickly react and punch the sea within reach below him.

The hot magma stirred up bursts of white smoke as soon as it came into contact with the sea. The white smoke dissipated and Sakaski stood firmly on a blackened rock.

What's happening here?

Only then did he have time to look around, trying to catch some clues around him.

Everything here looked so real, and there was no disharmony at all. However, Sakaski did not give up just like that. He closed his eyes, and an invisible ripple spread out in all directions centered on his body. spread.

Found!

The corner of Sakaski's mouth raised slightly. Under his powerful perception, hundreds of humanoid creatures were hiding in the seawater not far below him.

Ghost dog!

The hot magma fist violently hit the sea surface, and the entire sea area was completely covered by thick black and white smoke.

Don’t think there’s nothing I can do if I hide in the sea!

Sakaski's eyes flashed fiercely. Although the temperature of the magma fist dropped sharply after it came into contact with the sea surface, the solid rock still hit the sensing figure fiercely.

After a violent attack, the figures on the bottom of the sea were not smashed to pieces as Sakaski imagined. Instead, water continued to splash on the sea surface, and countless figures emerged from the sea to show their figures.

these are……

O'Hara's refugees? !

Sakaski could no longer hide his surprise. The twisted figures in front of him, staring at him like wild beasts, were actually the people on the refugee ship that he had sunk.

When the refugees saw Sakaski, their eyes became even more fierce, and they all attacked him like lightning.

What exactly is going on! !

While Sakaski waved his fists in embarrassment to face this group of ferocious refugees, he couldn't help but have countless questions in his heart.

Facing the fist of hot magma, the refugees seemed like unconscious corpses, completely giving up dodging and rushing toward Sakaski one after another.

Numbers mean nothing to me!

Sakaski looked ferocious, no longer distracted and thinking, and just kept accelerating and swung out balls of red magma.

However, the fist-like lava hitting the refugees not only failed to repel them, but instead merged into the bodies of the refugees as if they were being swallowed.

The refugees were blessed by the magma, like groups of flame elves leaping on the sea. Sakaski could not avoid being bumped into by the refugees one after another.

"what……"

Wave after wave of burning sensations coming from the depths of his soul made him completely unable to fight back.

This was the first time he had tasted pain since he got rockberry fruits. He was like a half-cooked prawn rolling on the blackened rocks.

At this moment, a long mantra appeared in his mind. At this moment, his mind was blank, and all he could think about was this mantra that seemed to have been engraved in his mind since ancient times:

"Ph'ngluimgfw'nafhCthughaFomalha..."