Chapter 1020 Reverse Missionary

"I am very interested."

After seeing through his identity as a mixed race, Lu Li opened his mouth.

In the past, many denominations have been interested in him, such as:

Nestorian, Aojiao.

There's no need to be surprised that there is now one more Cthulhu cult.

the other side.

Miss Mia's eyes shone with a green light. Unlike Yang Kai, who had to accept his fate of becoming deaf and dumb, she was able to analyze the language, but the ancient island language took longer.

"Are you crazy?"

The little magic mouse kept patting Lu Li's chest lightly with its paws, as if trying to wake him up.

"No." After answering, Lu Li also looked at the mixed race with eager eyes, as if staring at the anatomical materials.

"Then please come with me."

The misshapen hybrid nodded.

Its face obviously couldn't make any expression. Anyway, there should be no fear. This kind of creature, which has heard the whispers of evil gods, hardly knows what fear is.

"It's crazy that this group of outsiders want to have a connection with sea monsters."

"A group of bastards who believe in evil spirits."

behind.

Some normal islanders whispered regret and anger, resisting contact with paganism.

It turns out:

Unlike when the little mouse came, there are many sane people in the island city right now. Unfortunately, the number is not dominant, and it will be a matter of time before they are assimilated and eliminated.

Statues of deep divers in various shapes surround the semicircular arch of the temple, making it look solidified with a thick and classic atmosphere.

The slender cable bridge exudes an ominous atmosphere, especially the four towers, which make people shudder. Yang Kai has been deaf all the way, unusually "ignorant", but still trembling instinctively.

Go straight.

The above is the purpose of Lu Li's actions.

In order to avoid any trouble caused by some irrelevant people appearing again, he simply followed the trend and went directly to the source of everything.

As Whitebeard said, there are twelve statues in the temple, enshrining the giant deep divers, and in the middle is Dagon, the last ruler of the past.

The little mouse frowned, the air full of steam and seaweed made her nose feel bad.

"Is this something that was just salvaged?"

Lu Li looked forward, there was a bald lizard man kneeling there, his face was covered with fish scales and pink gills, it was disgusting to look at.

The statue of Dagon is covered with thick aquatic plants nourished by moisture, and the strips of turquoise slime have not dried up.

"That's right."

The elder nodded, stood up slowly, and muttered in the island language: "Praise the 'ruler of all', in the name of the 'Seal of Kish' and all those who obey this seal, praise the maker of the seal.

In the name of the Gate that leads to Yah, and all who use it—those who have gone and those who will come, praise those who lie beyond the Gate. In the name of 'The One Who Will Come'... in R'lyeh, the eternal mansion, the resting Cthulhu awaits you in your dreams. "

Nagging.

Ugly.

The voice was weird, as if there was a mouthful of thick phlegm in his mouth, as if his ability to speak was about to degenerate.

Obviously, it has all the qualities that a villain should have.

If it wasn't on the way to the University of Michigan, this island would be impossible to avoid. Lu Li actually didn't want to deal with these bastards.

"What do you have to teach me?"

"Don't talk about doomsday and eternal life."

Because he has come into contact with himself a lot, Lu Li found these miscellaneous things, and he always likes to rely on these two places when preaching.

To bluff?

Please come up with something new first.

Otherwise, Lu Li felt that it would be better to go on a killing spree, even if he wasn't bloodthirsty.

It turned out to be a pity that the pagan elders couldn't speak well, let alone use advanced theories to convince Lu Li, who was already resistant to contact with evil gods.

In desperation, it beckoned dumbly.

A hybrid with indistinct fish characteristics understood, and quickly handed over a stone slab.

Ms. Mia, who had almost finished analyzing the ancient island language, froze for a moment, and an intelligible data flooded into her mind——

A spell-enchanted tablet made from the sunken city of R'lyeh.

1. Sacrifice one deep diver and one human to the slate in a bloodless manner, and lose a lot of sanity, and the caster can gain part of the truth.

2. Anyone who holds such a slate can hallucinate into the space of changing colors and shapes, weird vistas and blurry slimy giants, and hear the sound of sliding and absorbing water in the distance.

Taboo: If the owner of the tablet destroys it, the nightmare will only intensify and be affected by the curse.

If the holder is sensible enough, he will gain more truth.

reason?

loss of mind = gain of truth

Sensible enough = more truth

Ms. Mia almost exclaimed about the text analyzed by her own ability, because she thought of more.

In fact, the sequence system is similar to this!

From the moment he took the slate, Lu Li knew where it came from, and he wasn't very afraid. After all, he had seen the evil god himself.

Compared with this, what is the enchanted tablet?

Soon, a strange world began to manifest in his eyes, and the orange-yellow sky filled his entire vision.

The sun sinks, the clouds darken.

Chaotic voices came from the sea below, and deformed creatures were singing in strange syllables.

This scene alone was not enough to make Lu Li feel anything, and he even started looking for the mermaid with great interest.

Through the three pairs of pupils, in the depths of the eye-shaped altar, there are many young beauties.

Sure enough, Lu Li found them.

The coquettish face is extremely serious and has a unique flavor.

Hmm... It's good to look at the face, once the line of sight is lowered, it will destroy the overall beauty, because this group of mermaids began to fester from the collarbone, like a long-term soaked meat strip, extending strands of silky granulation.

"That's it?"

As time went by, Lu Li felt a little bored, until finally the big sleeping guy couldn't be reflected through the slate.

A group of servant races that were only fit to appear on the dissecting table were making chaotic and disordered sounds that tormented the ears. This was the entire impression it gave Lu Li.

Of course, one cannot ignore the looming snoring sound that seems to come from the deepest part of the sea, which contains unknown meaning... The owner seems to be sleeping soundly.

As for the harvest, it is not without.

Some fragmented information flooded into Lu Li's mind, letting him know how to summon the father of the sharks and how to enslave low-level deep divers.

However, the relevant knowledge is recorded in the book published by the University of Michigan.

With all due respect to Lu Li, reading the cowhide book consumes far more energy and reason than staring at the slate. The former also requires him to use the refreshing pipe, which has a daily ration, and at the same time bears certain risks.

Correspondingly, the taboo knowledge gained by oneself will also be more.

"Is that all?"

"That's really disappointing."

Looking at Dagon enshrined in the front, Lu Li made a plan and looked at the many mixed races:

"Could you please take a moment of your time? I would like to introduce you to the all-knowing and all-powerful One, the Lord."