Thriller Trainee

There is no doubt that the situation at the scene is not much better.

But the situation before it has actually exceeded the expectations of the sub-system.

Although I have also heard that some legendary investigators with great luck can face the ancient gods without changing their looks, talking and laughing. But facing one of the three-pillar gods who were facing this kind of face-to-face, he was still unmoved, and even the trainee who was in the mood to look at him, the sub-system still felt painful for a while.

Zong Jiu was now holding back the pain in his eyes, ignoring the hot blood dripping from the corners of his eyes, standing on the ground full of vicissitudes and gunpowder smoke, and unceasingly raised his eyes to look directly at the indescribable existence on the sky.

Obviously, this is not a beautiful scene.

Thousands of endlessly rolling and festering clouds are tangled together. When you look carefully inside, it seems that there are many distorted and terrifying body organs hanging in the air. Numerous large mouths mixed with liquid opened, and from the unknown torso, there were huge black tentacles entangled with each other, with thick and disgusting unknown slimy glossy liquid attached to them, occasionally Drops of black mucus dropped on the ground and fissioned to form a new black goat cub.

Although the sanity value is fortunately only slightly reduced by 1, the visual impact of facing this scene is also huge. Even if Zong Jiu doesn't change his face and his heart is not beating, the disorder and ubiquitous filthy fear attached to the evil creatures from higher dimensions can still easily burn his pupils.

[Because your sanity value once again loses one-fifth in one day, the trainees will enter a state of uncertainty and madness]

The ten-sided dice in the void began to rotate again.

This time, a temporary crazy symptom was extracted from ten major categories and hundreds of sub-categories of crazy symptoms.

[You got a crazy state: Manic]

[Duration of negative state: seven hours]

[The sub-system is doing a secret dice for you...]

Now that Iluka's silver coin is used, his luck value is now equivalent to maximized.

Zong Jiu touched his chin, feeling that it is best to come to a temporary crazy state that does not affect his calm and rational thinking so much.

[Congratulations on winning the manic symptom of serial number ninety-three: madness]

[Fantasy: In the next seven hours, you will firmly believe that you are an ancient god]

[After seven hours, the indeterminate crazy state is lifted, and you will return to normal]

In the next second, the cognitive confusion caused by the manic symptoms took shape in the magician's mind out of thin air.

Zong Jiu suddenly realized.

It turns out that his true identity is not a magician who wears books, but a supreme, great and noble evil god!

His followers are spread across thousands of worlds. He is also known as the "Lord of the Stars and Seas in the Deep Space". His true identity is the old ruler on the planet Pleiades Zing-9, a star that lives in the Pleiades star cluster!

He owns an ancient and glorious city of Kalksa, rules a planet as a possession, and his name rules thousands of fanatical people who believe in him!

The young man was standing on the ground, his white hair was lifted by the smell of wind and fire.

He suddenly lowered his voice and said in a slow, graceful and majestic voice: "Sub-system, what are you waiting for. Haven't you put on the noble ragged yellow coat for the king of Kalksa?"

Subsystem means: "..."

It’s okay to imagine yourself as a **** because of the symptoms of madness, but the problem is that Hasta is not a fiction, but people have a god!

The full name of the lord of the deep sky star sea is Hasta, and he is most often shown in a ragged yellow robe. In the nineteenth century, there was a secret society of feasters in France, which once performed a cursed script "The King of Yellow Clothes" in the Grand Theater, successfully summoning this terrible old ruler and letting all those who listened to the opera on the spot. The audience fell into permanent madness.

So over the years, this image of wearing a yellow coat has been circulated in the works of various secrets or artists.

The sub-system really wants to make the magician sober.

Fancy madness is to imagine oneself as a certain god, how can the magician be attached to this state of uncertainty and madness, but directly substitute himself into a very well-known old dominator.

However, in the next second, before it was silent, the ten-sided dice turned again without anyone else.

[Your throwing points are 1/20, congratulations... the disguise is a great success]

Strictly speaking, disguise is to use the materials around you to disguise. The subsystem just wanted to remind him of this, but turned around and saw the magician throw a lucky big success.

Two big successes, isn't it what you want?

Europeans play ten-sided dice, naturally they can do whatever they want.

The sub-system didn't want to say anything anymore. It decided to wait and check whether the ten-sided die was moved by the magician.

[It stands to reason that there is no such material around here. But fortunately, you just found the disguise supplies you need in the pile of debris pushed by which black goat cub around you, and put on a brilliant and bright yellow coat, and put it on Hoods of exactly the same size]

Zong Jiu, who put on the robe, feels that he can't be better now.

He even found excuses for why he didn't wear yellow clothes and why he lost his strength.

Of course it’s because he is now being sealed, and what appears is only a ghost image/body. jpg

The young man stood in place, his long white hair untied in the wind, entangled with the tattered robe corners.

The long yellow robe covered him, even his head was covered by a hood. From the back, he could only see a thin and mysterious back, like a real, proud king.

Zong Jiu opened his arms and laughed wildly at the sky.

He feels that he is the omnipotent king of the world, the great old ruler, and Hasta is too!

The sub-system again: "..." Suddenly the non-existent heart feels tired.

It has seen through everything, it hides its merits and fame.

On the other side, the leader of the cultist was tremblingly raising the wooden staff in his hand.

The other members of the Order were really annihilated this time, only his luck was slightly better. After a round of sanity checks and deduction of sanity points, there was still a precarious 3 sanity points.

As a result, he had just escaped from the disgusting and nauseating situation, and when he turned his head, he saw the sacrifice that they had forcibly dragged in standing beside him, laughing loudly and arrogantly.

At this moment, the leader who had just escaped from death suddenly rose up again.

He firmly did not believe that he was deceived by the Sussex Manuscript, which was full of mistranslations, and instead poured all his anger on the two sacrifices.

and many more......!

It was between this electric light and flint that the leader suddenly figured out the key.

He can't just give up!

The Cthulhu has already appeared. Although there is a gap with the one they want to summon in their imagination, as long as it is a Cthulhu, they should all have the ability to realize their wishes.

Besides, the perfect sacrifice dragged from another world is right in front of you. If you don't sacrifice at this time, when will you wait?

After figuring this out, the leader settled his mind again and raised the staff in his hand again, but his eyes didn't dare to raise his head and look towards the sky.

He said loudly with a hoarse, chapped voice: "Ah, dear Supreme God Sabre Nicholas! Please forgive me for being unreasonable. To express my sincerest apologies, I am determined to present these long-prepared sacrifices to you! "

The black mist and tentacles in the sky are not in a hurry. Even the black goat cubs that did not break and change below followed the mother god's will and waved the tentacles on their heads peacefully on the ground.

He seemed to be very interested in the tiny ant who had passed the sanity check, had not gone mad in front of the evil god, and maintained the most basic sanity.

The leader of the cult has a clever tongue, and he can't wait to say that living is dead, saying that he had no eyes to know before, and mistaken your supreme name, but his pious sincerity can be learned from the world, and the sun and the moon can be distinguished!

As he spoke, he turned his head and pointed the tip of his staff at the white-haired magician who was standing beside him holding his hand.

"Of course, there are also perfect sacrifices that we have carefully selected for you!"

Zong Jiu: "?"

In the next second, he felt a chill in his body.

[Sabu Nicholas is staring at you]

[He is looking at your whole body, and seems to be very interested in this human being who dares to look directly at him]

Not only interested, the tentacles dripping with mucus protruding from the festering black mist are gradually moving downwards, seeming to be eager to try the cult/cultist proposal.

Zong Jiu sneered, and threw the ten-sided dice in his hand mercilessly.

He felt that his dignity as an evil **** was offended by this tiny human being.

Even if he is now in a sealed state, he absolutely cannot bear this level of offense!

So Zongjiu's yellow-clothed king turned around, his face cold.

"This tiny human dared to offend the authority of the gods. The same high-dimensional existence, Shabu, how can you allow such deceitful and spoofed followers to be presumptuous in front of you?"

Evil/Cultist: "???"

What an evil god, you are a fart evil god, I think you are a guilty of secondary disease!

He was about to speak, but saw the magician throw out the ten-sided dice in his hand.

As the holder of the ten-sided dice, the leader of the order immediately realized that the opponent wanted to use the skill, so he immediately urged his KP to enter the confrontation check.

The voice of the sub-system is weak, as thin as a hairspring.

[Your throwing result is 1/30, the words are a big success]

[Your throwing result is 1/5, persuasion is a big success]

KP on the other side: "..." Good fellow, you don't need to pass the confrontation check.

Two big successes, is this still human? !

The subsystem now also feels the maliciousness from the big universe.

That's right, whether he is Hasta or Hesta or Hesta.

As long as Sab Nicholas feels that Zong Nine is, that Zong Nine is. If Zong Jiu is in a good mood, and another second consecutive success, everyone present will have to kneel down and shout long live the Lord of the Deep Sky Star Sea.

Convinced the boss, and slapped him.

[Obviously, with the two big success bonuses, you successfully convinced the evil **** with words. So the supreme black goat of the forest seems to have confused and a sense of identification with your words, and regards you as a member of them]

The tentacles curled up in the sky paused for a while, and then an indescribable babble sounded.

This sound is indescribable, and it is extremely spiritually polluted and dirty, as if the distant sound projected down, makes people's minds dizzy, easily and can be trapped in a psychedelic.

There is no doubt that Shab Nicholas was persuaded.

He waved his tentacles, expressing his friendship in the manner of a Cthulhu.