Original God: Cthulhu invades, Mondstadt is destroyed at the beginning

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An inconspicuous alley in the urban village.

Tartaglia spoke with saliva flying, describing his experience of lurking that night in a rhythmic way.

“It was very difficult to avoid the patrolling soldiers and get close to the seashore, but that was difficult for others. It was easy for me.

And I can guarantee that no one will find out during the process.

After I got there, I found the blood pillar used for the sacrifice. It looked inconspicuous, but I could still see the small hole where the head was placed.

Not only that, I also found a blind spot. Haha, there was a ship in that blind spot. Before they could react, I put a lot of weapons and explosives in it.

If it hadn't taken a long time to move these things, and it was almost dawn, I would have been ready to act, and no one with the Fatui would have reacted in time and been exposed."

Tartaglia spoke incessantly, with a flamboyant and confident look on his face.

It was as if he had found the style of his former executive.

Kevin just watched quietly, smiling from time to time.

"So when are you going to come again? Do you need my help?"

Tartaglia hesitated for a moment before looking at Kevin.

"Come if you want to. I won't force you."

Tartaglia really wants Kevin to come with him, because with his help, they can avoid a lot of detours.

It can be of great help at critical moments.

It’s not that he overestimates Kevin, it’s that Kevin himself has this ability.

Before working with Kevin, Tartaglia was in a difficult situation. He was troubled by everything he did and was timid.

You know, he has always been tough and straightforward. How could he tolerate this?

After the cooperation, everything I do becomes more enjoyable, and Kevin's help is obvious.

How big of a difference is there before and after coming here? Tartaglia is not stupid, he can clearly feel it.

But he wouldn't just keep asking Kevin for help, as that would make him seem incompetent.

With this complicated mentality, I still gave the initiative to Kevin.

It’s up to you whether you come or not.

Under Tartaglia's expectant gaze, Kevin stood up and did not agree immediately. Instead, he asked, "When will we act?"

"Tomorrow, those activities will basically take place tomorrow. We should go to the beach early while there are a lot of people there, and then attack suddenly at night."

"It seems that you don't completely believe what you saw." Kevin saw what Tartaglia was thinking.

In fact, you can go there at night when there are fewer people. That’s what happened yesterday.

The so-called large flow of people during the day is just because Tartaglia wants to check if there are any abnormalities in other activities.

Is it possible that there was a mistake?

Tartaglia scratched his head. If he had known Kevin would see through it, he would not have hidden it.

"I can't help it. It feels too smooth. It might be a trick."

Kevin didn't ask any more questions and made the final decision, agreeing to Tartaglia's action.

It was soon approaching evening again.

Tartaglia lived with the advance team captains.

Discussing the next course of action.

Kevin did not participate, this time he just relied on Tartaglia's leadership.

I came to the window, waved, and a white dove flew in.

Just like yesterday, I took out the note from the bamboo tube, and after reading it, I started writing and drawing.

The whole night passed like this.

Kevin woke up early and tidied himself up.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Tartaglia who was about to knock on the door.

"You came quite early."

As he said this, he looked behind Tartaglia and found that there was no one there.

"Where are the leaders of the advance teams?"

Tartaglia yawned and entered Kevin's room sideways.

He took out the bag of breakfast in his arms and motioned Kevin to come over and eat with him.

He didn't treat Kevin as an outsider at all.

Kevin smiled helplessly, sat next to him, took the bread and took a bite.

While eating, Tartaglia said, "The captains have all gone out to gather the men. The two of us will meet up with Yu in a while."

Kevin was surprised and asked, "He Yu, isn't it too obvious?"

"Don't worry, we are all in disguise, nothing will go wrong."

As they chatted, the two changed into old clothes that they had never worn before.

These were all dug out from the old house.

In order to cover his face, he even smeared some black mud on it.

After they dressed up, they looked like poor people escaping from a disaster.

To be honest, this would have been very conspicuous in the past.

But now it’s different. Even on the most prosperous streets, there are many people dressed like this wandering around.

In the doomsday, who cares what you wear? It’s good enough to be alive.

After the two of them went out, they walked out of the old city after an hour or two.

Finally I saw some passers-by on the road.

Many of the passers-by were dressed the same as Kevin and his companions.

He was covered in dust and there was no life in his eyes.

Some were already lying on the streets in despair and numbness, ready to die.

No wonder Yun Jin from He Yu still wants to sing a play to encourage everyone at this time.

Feeling the fickleness of human nature in the end times, the two soon arrived at Heyu.

There are a lot more people here, and it's crowded.

Kevin and the other man didn't get too close and stood not far away.

Looking at He Yu's gate, he was also alert to his surroundings.

Before long, several advance team leaders turned into refugees.

Inadvertently leaning against Tartaglia, several people were whispering to each other.

Kevin stood not far away, looking at the faces of the captains.

If anything went wrong, he would cancel the operation immediately.

Fortunately, the captains did not show any abnormality.

After negotiating with the captains, Tartaglia winked at Kevin.

The group walked towards He Yu, and after squeezing in, they walked around the lobby.

Kevin used the old method and tried to destroy things here with a knife.

Any trace of blood means something is wrong.

However, wherever it was plugged in, it was hard, whether it was the wall, the floor, or the furniture.

There is nothing unusual.

After causing a round of destruction, Tartaglia secretly dragged several people into a corner and killed them quietly.

Apart from the traces of murlocs on the corpse, nothing else was found.

Just like that, before Yun Jin started the show, several people had already finished their investigation and left.

Next came the rescue activities at Wanmin Hall and the General Affairs Office.

He even visited the site of the prayer ceremony to the Emperor.

Nothing gained, everything is normal.

From the moment Kevin mentioned the beach, all this could only be normal.

This is a situation where whatever Kevin says is true and whatever he suspects is true.

Tartaglia put aside his doubts and gathered all the Fatui who were still normal.