Zongman: Endless Shuttle Chapter 1174

Luo Pei tasted it, put the manuscript of the novel he carried with him on the table, and planned to start today's work.

"Can I have a drink too, Mr. Rope."

"So you're awake."

"You are too underestimating the five senses of the true ancestor. The moment you wake up, I have already recovered my mobility."

Garda, who was wearing a white shirt, walked from the door to Luo Pei and sat down next to him, scanning his manuscript out of the corner of her eye.

"This manuscript... seems to be different from what you usually write."

If what Luo Pei usually writes is just some gloomy fantasy stories, then the things he writes at this moment are like real devouring ghosts, exuding ominous power and aggressive sense of threat.

The words are twisted like snakes, leaving the air in a certain state of corruption.

But it also reveals a touch of opera-like rhythm strangely.

"Hmm. In your words, it is a magic book that contains power, something that cannot be easily shown to others."

Rope turned the manuscript to the first page, with its name on it.

——"The King in Yellow".

The most unique forbidden tome in Cthulhu mythology.

Because it cannot be called a "book" in the strict sense.

"The King in Yellow" is a script of a stage play, which tells the psychedelic dream of Hastur, the king of Harihu and the lord of the star sea in the deep space, in a distant country. The whole play is divided into two acts. The first act is relatively gentle. When the second act appears, Hastan's indescribable body and crazy thinking will gradually appear in the minds of the viewers.

But aside from these, within the scope of "knowledge", "The King in Yellow" is also of considerable value, enough to make ordinary mystics fanatical.

"The King in Yellow..."

Garda frowned.

"I remember that in the chronicle you gave, this is the symbol of a certain evil god."

"Hasta."

Rope reminded.

"The indescribable high priest, the ruler of the evil wind, the distant feaster... he can be regarded as my immediate boss and old friend. I was quite taken care of by her before, so I plan to revise this repertoire , which became my first novel."

"ha……"

Garda made an unintelligible sound, and then she realized what Rope had said.

"You plan to publish this thing?!"

"Don't make such a fuss, even if this thing is given to ordinary people, it will have no use other than steaming their brains dry."

The black-haired youth said.

"Only people with extraordinary powers can glimpse the great glory behind "The King in Yellow Clothes", and in their hands "The King in Yellow Clothes" can be widely disseminated. This novel, I do not intend to face the general public's criticism." .”

"Abnormal powers, including vampires?"

"Of course including, as long as you have magic power..."

Rope stopped talking.

He saw the expectant expression of the light green haired girl.

"...Jada, have you thought about it? This thing is not a sweet bread wrapped in chocolate. Once you mistakenly eat the knowledge of "The King in Yellow", even if you are the true ancestor, you will not end well. Rather, because of your immortality, your life will be worse than death."

"You're going to throw it out anyway?"

Garda said indifferently.

"In that case, why not give it to me in the "Chaos Realm". Written by the god himself, another god's iconic magic book, I really want such a rare thing. Besides, you shouldn't let me go down the path of "misinterpretation", right? "

The black-haired young man sighed, and pushed the third primogenitor away who was getting tired.

"no."

"Why?"

"I can give you this book, but you can't study the knowledge inside."

Rope said.

"It doesn't matter to your subordinates or your blood relatives, but you must never touch it yourself. Even if you interpret it correctly, this book I wrote is deceptive. If you are curious about the same type of power, I can personally teach you the right kind of power." of — starting with the basics.”

"Your special outrageous concern is also something that fascinates me... plus your identity."

Jiada lay mischievously on the table, looking at Luo Pei as if admiring her husband.

With her fingers, she made a figure of a villain on the table, and then tapped lightly on the paper of the manuscript of "The King in Yellow".

"Then, I will accept this?"

"By the time I'm done, the second act is a little bit off."

All morning, Luo Pei was scribbling at the desk, writing shady taboo cults.

Garda was waiting by his side.

During the period, the blood relatives of the third true ancestor also came to meet him, but they were all kicked out by the light green haired girl.

Jiada didn't intend to share the honor of watching the Demon God alone with her blood relatives.

Finally, near the time when the sun was high on Itokajima, Lopez completed a revised version of "The King in Yellow".

Longer than the original, and a bit more accessible in terms of power. Some of Rope's private goods are interspersed in the middle, making the whole repertoire very eerie and weird.

"finished."

Rope handed the manuscript to Garda.

"Remember, ask your subordinates to start reading from the first act. If you can't help but read the second act, send it directly to the crematorium. It should be hopeless."

"good."

The Third Primogenitor made a sweet voice.

"Well, there is more." Rope continued.

"If someone reads the last chapter of the second act, Garda, you can help it arrange the "scene" and "altar" by the way, and I will personally preside over the incarnation ceremony at that time. "