Chapter 705 Cthulhu Cult (End)
"We are Cthulhu in the sea, may your name be glorified, may your kingdom come, may your will be carried out in R'lyeh, as in Iha Enres."
The roaring waves are still washing the silent reefs, and the pious prayers that seem to come from ancient times penetrate all things that emit noise and spread clearly from the center of the island.
In the center of the island, a group of believers wearing clay masks are bowing to a clay statue placed on a boulder.
They are calling, calling the great existence Cthulhu they believe in, they are praying, praying that the way to the underwater holy city R'lyeh can be opened earlier.
Then, push the stone door where the great existence Cthulhu is sleeping, and then Cthulhu will wake up from his slumber and dominate the world again.
The starry sky tonight is still bright, and the misty starlight falls, evenly falling on every believer.
The clay statue that was originally accepting offerings and prayers exploded in the stunned and terrified eyes of the believers, without even a complete fragment left.
This scene frightened the believers who were holding the sacrifice, and they all knelt down to worship and pray for the forgiveness of the gods.
Everything was quiet, no blessings came, no punishment came, as if nothing had happened.
In the Hall of Stars, Hastur just watched this scene quietly. He had long seen the existence of the Cthulhu Cult, but he just asked Mrs. Lisa to deal with it. He didn't care much about what the cult wanted to do.
Tonight, he just glanced at it and took a look. The clay statue that was directly broken became interesting to him.
This proved that the great existence believed in by the Cthulhu Cult could already emit a weak consciousness. After noticing his gaze, he decisively chose to self-destruct to avoid attracting his next investigation.
"Hasta, the Old One, could it be you?"
Hasta whispered and cast his eyes to the starry sky.
Since the last time they parted in the starry sky, he had not noticed the traces of Hastur, the Old One, in the starry sky, and he didn't even sense a breath.
The Black Devourer that was being nurtured also suddenly disappeared, disappearing directly from the starry sky.
This is the real reason why Hastur did not allow the Black Devourer to attend the Star Conference.
The appearance of the Cthulhu Cult at present, the great existence behind the scenes is very likely to want to promote the concepts of the Old Ones and the Outer Gods to all living beings.
When you know them, they will know you.
If it is simply mentioned unconsciously, it will not have any effect. For example, the name Hastur, most people will simply think that this is a very ordinary name, will not have too many associations, and will not associate this name with the Old Ones Hastur.
Because they don’t understand what the Old Ones are, and don’t know what Hastur represents, so it won’t be a big deal.
But if people clearly know that the name Hastur refers to the Old Ones Hastur, then there will be a corresponding connection between the two.
Simply put, the clearer the relevant concepts are, the more likely they are to be affected.
The Cthulhu Cult may have been born because of this.
In this regard, Hastur just let things evolve towards the future, without the idea of forcible intervention.
Now, he is like a god overlooking the world. The longer he looks at this world, the less interested he is in intervening.
When he was a child, he liked to squat down and pick up a stick to play with the weak and moving ants. When he grew up, he no longer had the interest to tease these tiny creatures that could blow away a group of them with one breath.
Of course, if one day, the ants formed a complex, diverse and innovative pattern in the place where he could see, he might stop and watch for a while.
Then, think about whether to destroy the pattern or let it continue to exist.
His position has gradually returned to the neutral and lawful position, which is where the stars should be.
Hastur retracted his gaze and continued to silently light up the dim stars in the sky in front of him.
This is a long process that I don’t know when it will reach the end.
Still, not every star has an Outer God living in the past, and lighting up these ordinary stars does not require much energy.
After finishing all this, Hastur returned to a suburban manor in the southern continent.
Walking out of the room, Susie was turning on the light in the study, thinking seriously about the knowledge in the book.
The light worth mentioning is the latest technological invention from the Republic of Intis. Simple batteries and lights are not difficult for travelers from modern civilization.
When Intis just started, Hasta made a set and slightly modified it to replace the lighting system of the entire manor with electric drive.
In fact, he has a simpler way, which is to use solar energy to provide energy for the lighting system in the manor.
For him who has partial power over the sun, it only takes a small spell to convert solar energy into electrical energy.
But this idea was opposed by Audrey, saying that it is best not to use extraordinary abilities to interfere with real life, otherwise it will lack a sense of ritual and reality.
Hasta did not disturb Susie who was reading seriously, and came to Audrey's room. At this moment, Audrey was sitting at the table in front of the window, seemingly writing something.
"Are you bothered by something again?" Hasta came behind Audrey.
"I did encounter something recently, but I'm not sure about the specific reason."
Audrey frowned slightly, Hastur just stood quietly behind Audrey and did not offer to help her solve the problem.
Tarot Club, this is Audrey's career and her world. Without her permission, he did not want his will to interfere with the normal operation of her world.
"Recently, there seem to be many organizations targeting Tarot Club members. They... have a strong purpose." Audrey seemed to be talking to herself: "The members of those organizations seem to believe in a mysterious existence called Tianzun."
Tianzun?
Just by this title, Hastur thought of the Lord of Mystery, the Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun.
It should be that the Lord of Mystery awakened part of his consciousness and began to actively intervene in the real world. He wanted to shake the anchor of Klein's faith by solving Klein's believers, so that he could occupy a dominant position in this competition.
In the past, Hastur would remind Audrey a little, but now, he just quietly let things develop.
Even if the Lord of Mysteries gathers a large number of believers as a celestial being, even if He has the upper hand in the battle with Klein, he is still able to help Klein suppress the Lord of Mysteries' consciousness.
"There are still too few members in the Tarot Club. We need to recruit some new members." Audrey seemed to have made some kind of decision.
Hasta gently stroked Audrey's soft and silky hair, and gathered the scattered strands of hair together again.
"Mr. Hastur, hasn't Miss Sharon come back yet?"
"She, like you, also wants to embark on a journey of her own."
The doting words relieved Audrey's boredom a little. She held Hastur's hand with her backhand and smiled, "Mr. Hastur didn't seem to finish the fried spider tonight."
"Susie said it will take care of it."
"Really? I'll go ask Susie."
"It's reading seriously, we shouldn't disturb it."
Audrey wanted to say something, but Hastur picked her up by the waist, "It's late at night, it's time to rest."
...
In a luxurious villa in the East District of the Republic of Intis, Miss Frank, who has been illuminated by electric lights, is writing a letter to a pen pal far away.
Just two days ago, her Muggle pen pal wrote her a letter, in which she mentioned that she had joined the Church of the Stars and officially became a believer of the Stars.
"Dear Muggle, thank you for sharing this great joy with me at the first time. I also have the same joy to give you in return."
"I have also joined the Morse Ascetic Order and met the Queen of Stars who is famous in the sea!"
"I heard that there is a special creature called a messenger, which can be used to deliver letters, just like the owls in the magic academy."
Miss Frank enthusiastically wrote about her experiences and gains during this period.