Marvel's Great Old Ones

The old Garcias are just an ordinary American couple. Their father is a retired soldier who works in an auto repair shop, and his mother is a housewife who works in a Wal-Mart supermarket.

As Garcia's girlfriend of more than a year, this is Jessica's first time here.

The rooms are all decorated with ordinary decorations, and even look a little old due to time.

The old Garcias warmly received Jessica, and Bruce sat on the sofa uncomfortably, chatting with the old Garcias.

Jessica looked at this scene that was supposed to be a warm scene of her children returning home with their boyfriend and girlfriend. At this time, she didn't know why but she felt a chill rising from her heart.

Everything seemed normal, but she still felt fake, her smile was fake, her person was fake, even the food she cooked in the kitchen was fake.

To be honest, Jessica already regretted agreeing to come here to her boyfriend. Although she thought she agreed out of passion at the time, she didn't expect such a scene here.

Those "people" had that cold, mask-like smile on their faces, and their originally gentle and polite tone suddenly revealed the ultimate malice.

Jessica leaned on Garcia, like a cub seeking shelter. Although she had some support, the sense of oppression and fear like walking alone in the loneliness and darkness still hit her face.

She pulled Garcia's collar and wanted him to take her out. She made up her mind to take a taxi and leave after going out later. As for the promise - there was more than one man in the world anyway.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like if she hadn't faced this kind of scene before. The ferocity shown by a murderous maniac suddenly showing its fangs was nothing here. Because here is the deep fear that her brain crazily suggests and even trembles.

Facing the two figures on the sofa opposite who turned around with smiles on their faces, she gently tugged on the clothes of her boyfriend behind her, but suddenly she felt a non-biting chill slowly coming from her hand as she explored it.

Slowly raising her head, she saw that her boyfriend's originally peaceful expression had become stiff, and that fake smile was like a creature's poor imitation of a human smile.

Suppressed cries resounded in her throat, but she didn't dare to really cry out. She just suppressed them so hard that she made a huffing sound.

boom! boom! boom!

Hard footsteps came from the kitchen. Garcia's mother took hard steps, her waist was bent abruptly, her face was skewed, and even the positions of her nose and eyes were reversed.

She seemed to have suddenly passed through a membrane, and a realistic, cruel, and terrifying world appeared in front of her.

"Ah, sister Jessica, you are crying like this, is it because my brother bullied you?"

Ariana's voice suddenly recalled that a normal and ordinary body poked its head out from behind Garcia's mother.

"Ariana!"

Jessica immediately moved away from those "monsters" and trotted up to Ariana's side. With hopeful eyes, she asked in a low voice: "What's going on with them?"

"Them!" The girl who was being held by her clothes said in an ethereal voice with a gentle tone: "They have gone to serve the great and only true god, Lord Azathoth, the core of chaos."

She turned her head and said in a tone of joy mixed with envy to the girl behind her who was still trembling: "Now it's your turn, sister Jessica, you have to really join in, unlike your brother, who is as big as I am a person who still needs my help."

The fleeting exclamation did not go far at all, and dull voices sounded in the kitchen, accompanied by the girl's happy chanting.

Of course the girl was happy. The person she loved most and the person who loved her would be able to serve the great and eternal God immediately.

At 9:13 p.m., the doorbell rang.

"Coming, coming!" The girl's happy voice sounded in the room, and after a burst of footsteps, the door was opened.

Ariana's originally innocent and elegant little face was flushed with excitement, and there were a few wisps of red liquid on the corners of her mouth and chin.

"Ah, my little Ariana, please slow down. There is still blood at the corner of your mouth. We are not busy. Take your time. The party is still early."

The tall man in black robe at the door took off his hat, revealing a young face.

"Hehe, Father, aren't I happy?" Ariana playfully stretched out her bright red tongue to lick the red blood into her mouth, and hugged the man like a baby.

There were a total of three men in black robes, like three mentally ill men, wearing strange black robes, and even their chins were covered by masks.

After entering the gate, the leader immediately collapsed on the sofa, and the mask squirmed to reveal a young Asian face, which was clearly Li Xiu.

The remaining two men in black robes were none other than Li Mo and Heizi.

Li Mo sat dignifiedly at the right end of the dining table, took off his gloves, poured a glass of red wine he brought, and shook it slowly.

Heizi stood behind Li Mo uneasily, his hands clenched and his knuckles turning white.

"It's time to serve, it's time to serve."

Ariana's light and cheerful voice sounded, and she carefully walked out carrying a large plate of barbecued ribs.

Hearing the sound of the food being served, Li Xiu's clothes suddenly surged violently.

With a pop, several green tentacles pierced out of his stomach, and the blood they brought out emitted streams of steam.

"Fuck, I'm about to give birth, doctor, come quickly, I want it!" Li Xiu yelled several times, but except for Aliana, who stared curiously, Li Mo and Heizi covered their faces. Ears, no matter what.

"Ah, so cruel, I'm dead." Li Xiu kicked his legs and rolled his eyes.

"Gurgulu, Cthulhu!" Cthulhu tore open the flesh that blocked him and jumped towards the dining table with all his strength. However, Li Xiu, who suddenly pretended to be a corpse, picked up Destiny's head and held him in his arms.

Li Xiu made a fuss about feeding Cthulhu, but Cthulhu whipped his chest.

After fussing for a long time, Ariana had already served all the dishes. She looked quite feminine in a chef's outfit.

Li Xiu sat in the front seat carelessly. On his left was Aliana, who was holding her face with her hands and staring at him intently. On her right was Li Mo, who looked like an aristocratic. On Li Mo's right was Heizi, who had a livid complexion. The location is the Garcia family.

"Let's start!" Li Xiu took the lead and picked up the eyeball that he had already targeted, and told Li Mo: "You have just inherited the spirituality of her brother and mother through the Holy Communion. Now you can continue to strengthen it. But let Heizi take it easy, it’s like eating a meal is life-threatening.”

Li Mo nodded, but didn't say anything. He just picked up the half of his hand from the soup pot and put it into the sunspot bowl.

"Ugh--" Heizi looked at the stewed food in the bowl that was soft and rotten, but he could still see that the original food was livid. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer, and he turned sideways and vomited.

"Ah, did that uncle think I didn't cook well? Why did he vomit?" Ariana looked like she was about to cry. You must know that she carefully cooked for two hours before stewing it.

"It's okay, Ariana. That uncle has a bad stomach and can't eat these." Li Xiu comforted the frustrated girl and held down Cthulhu who was crawling on the table and feasting.

"Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat, and live like a big loser."

Cthulhu glanced at Li Xiu and retorted in a grunting voice, meaning that we are half the same.

"Hey, I'm afraid you're going to rebel!" Li Xiu rubbed his sleeves, but he didn't expect Cthulhu to get into the little girl's arms.

Li Mo took off a rib from the barbecue ribs and kept hypnotizing in his mind that he was eating charcoal-grilled veal steak and chanting that all living beings are equal.

Li Xiu suddenly got excited, grabbed an arm from the table, held Heizi down, opened his mouth and fed him in, just like he fed Li Mo the day before yesterday.

Li Mo looked at this scene. Even though he had expected this, he didn't expect that when he actually saw it, he still felt a complex feeling of sadness, guilt and pain.

"Ah, hiccup-"