People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

Outside there is still endless yellow sand.

It was as if there was only desert left in the whole world.

Countless huge golden pillars can be seen rising into the sky from the undulating sea of ​​sand.

The nearest one was only a hundred steps away from the sea of ​​​​sand where Long stood. Seeing these golden pillars up close, they looked even more majestic. He could even vaguely smell an ancient aura emanating from them.

"A group of golden pillars of this size suddenly appeared in the depths of the desert. It seems to be another masterpiece created by a certain god to select apostles."

The dragon felt a little uneasy. Although the gods would choose apostles who were more lawful like Olvia, if there were another apostles representing chaos like Sakaski, I'm afraid there would be another apostle in the future. A huge disaster.

"Maybe I can try to see if there's anything I can do before the ceremony comes to its final conclusion."

A bold idea suddenly appeared in Long's mind.

If it succeeds, by gathering the power of several apostles, there might be a chance to take back the West Sea from Sakaski.

Although there is a risk of blasphemy, the risk is worth taking compared to the reward.

After making up his mind, the dragon moved towards the golden pillar.

As he left, the surrounding sand rushed crazily towards the entrance of the hole he had just drilled, and soon buried the hole made by the dragon under the yellow sand.

However, the dragon's attention was all attracted by the golden pillar, and he was completely unaware of the desert's movements like a living creature.

After approaching the golden pillar, Long saw that the dense runes wrapped around the pillar were almost the same as those he had seen on the walls on both sides of the passage.

Even the strongest blow he could deliver was completely unable to shake the pillar.

"It would be great if I could decipher the meaning of these runes."

Long gently stroked the pillar in front of him with one hand, and couldn't help but sigh. At the same time, Olvia's figure appeared in his mind again.

At this moment, the runes on the pillars emitted a thin glow.

Countless evil and crazy thoughts suddenly appeared in Long's head. He was breathing heavily like a beast with red eyes, and a strong and primitive impulse for Olvia arose in his heart.

"Humph!"

There was a blast, like thunder.

The evil thoughts in his mind were shattered by this thunderous hum. Itakua's figure replaced Olvia, and the sense of holiness filled the dragon's entire head.

All this happened in a flash of lightning, but Long felt that his body was soaked in cold sweat for the first time in a long time.

As if being electrocuted, he moved his palm away from the golden pillar. The palm that touched the pillar was already covered with the same runes as the golden pillar.

Looking at the fine golden runes on the palm of his hand, Long couldn't help but feel a little scared. If it hadn't been for Itakua's care just now, he would have become a slave to those evil thoughts.

After a brief contact, Long was almost certain that the god who performed this ritual was most likely a god who was biased towards evil and chaos.

This only strengthened his desire to control the outcome of the ceremony.

Although he doesn't know what he can do in it.

Turning his palm over, Long was surprised to find that the runes attached to his palm continued to emit a faint light under the sunlight.

Glancing at the sun above his head, Long turned his body in a different direction and spread his palms so that these runes could fully come into contact with the sunlight.

As the sun shines longer, the light emitted from the runes on the palm of the hand continues to extend in a certain direction.

"It seems to be showing me the way."

Looking at the direction the light was pointing, I saw that it was deeper in the desert. Apart from the undulating sand dunes, there were only denser golden pillars.

The future was uncertain. Long thought about it in his mind for a while, but finally chose to follow this light.

Riding the summoned hurricane, we climbed over several sand dunes in succession.

At the end of the light, he saw an ancient town appearing in front of him in the desert that was still empty when he looked at it from a distance.

The town is surrounded by high sand walls, and the buildings inside are also made of yellow sand. They all look shaky when you look at them.

Hiding in the wind and sand, I walked around the sand city.

Apart from these dilapidated buildings, there is no other living thing in the entire town.

"Is there a reason why you brought me here?"

Long had doubts in his heart. When he looked at the runes in his palm again, he found that they all seemed to have come alive, sliding along his body to the sand, and finally lined up in a row and quickly slipped away in a certain direction.

Without thinking too much, Long hurriedly controlled the hurricane to catch up with the runes on the ground.

Although the speed of the hurricane can be controlled by the dragon at will, the placement of the runes is extremely coquettish, and from time to time it will penetrate straight into the house.

Although these houses made of yellow sand seem to be very unstable, in fact, even if the entire house is swallowed by a hurricane, it cannot shake them even one bit.

It feels like those walls in a tunnel protected by runes.

However, Long observed for a long time and did not see even a single rune attached to the wall.

The dragon was highly concentrated and followed the running runes all the way through several streets.

Finally we arrived at the center of the town, an empty square.

Stepping into the square, Long's expression suddenly changed.

The divine power surrounding the dragon instantly dissipated. He could not even feel the presence of divine power in his body, and huge mental pressure hit him overwhelmingly.

Long felt that his body and soul were all suddenly crushed into a ball of flesh under this all-pervasive mental pressure, as if he had been like this since he was born.

What about runes?

Long didn't pay too much attention to the changes in his body. Instead, he kept staring at the rune that was chasing after him along the way.

There was darkness between heaven and earth.

Only the faint light of stars illuminated the field in front of them.

The layout here resembles both an altar and a palace.

In the darkness, two thrones sat high in the void. The runes he followed were slowly floating towards the thrones, and then they suddenly disappeared from his sight.

After the runes disappeared, the only light here also went out, as if it had returned to its original appearance for thousands of years.

But the dragon, who had become a ball of flesh, felt that there was some kind of wonderful connection deep in his soul.

His consciousness naturally extended outward along this connection.

Then the consciousness that was extended to the extreme was instantly divided into thousands of bundles and headed towards the depths of the earth.

Until his consciousness reached thousands of longing souls.