: The whisper of the ancient god

Released Chimera Maguhir, and arranged everything properly, Caesar originally wanted to close the canopy fortress and hide in the treasure house of the green capital, and then pulled the glittering good things to greet the long-delayed sleep.
However, an unexpected little thing made the Black Dragon Lord have to postpone this wish again.
The Brandos, or deformed monsters of the Kaki collar on the Rhine border, actively contacted their owners and sent something. It is said that the treasures excavated from the residence of the Count Lord Brando were hidden in a secret room. In China, the deformed monsters in disguise have not finally found out until now.
They don't know what that thing is, but they are expected to be hidden so deep that it should belong to a certain treasure of Brando, and they dare not hide the Lord of the Black Dragon, and they sent the thing very upright.
"Is that the only thing?"
Caesar looked at the gadget in front of him, and asked the deformed monster responsible for wrapping it up.
"In the back room, we only found this, Your Majesty," said the deformed monster.
"I see. Go on."
Caesar waved his claws in disappointment, thinking that it was a good thing, and sent the deformed monster away at will. The Lord of the Black Dragon reluctantly moved a little ahead of time and looked at the small sculpture that looked like a handicraft.
It is only about ten centimeters tall. Compared with the giant black dragon lord, it looks like a mosquito. Moreover, the carving method is very rough, and it is even worse than the relief craft of the ancient orc in the underground passage of the waste city.
This thing portrays a monster, with a vaguely human-like outline, but spreads tentacle-like whiskers like octopus on its chin, and looks like scales on its body, with long and thin hands and feet. The claws have a pair of narrow wings behind them, which at first glance can't fly.
Regardless of the material or the craftsmanship, this thing seems extremely inferior, but it is faintly expressive, as if accompanied by an innate, extremely deep cold, the monster in the sculpture squatting on a piece of cloth The slate full of freely drawn characters-it is indeed squatting, and it is leaning forward, the wings end against the back edge of the slate, the long, curly four claws spread over the four edges of the slate, and Slate buckled.
That weird humanoid face is the most exquisite place in the entire sculpture. Its eyes are smiling and very exaggerated.
"Well."
Caesar pouted, and looked at this gadget with interest. After coming to Elladia, he has seen too many deformed and ugly clans. Although this gadget is a bit weird and weird, he has not reached his soul. To the point of deterrent shock.
However, for some reason, he felt that this thing was somewhat familiar, and he always felt like he had known each other.
It was apparently created only recently. The carved traces are very new, and some water chestnuts are still sharp. Maybe it is a servant of Brando who is full and has nothing to do with it. He just put it in the back room for some reason.
In any case, there is no doubt that this thing is cheap.
Dragons have an innate talent for appraising treasures, so Caesar can see at a glance that this is not an expensive good thing, and even a few copper coins cannot be sold.
In this case, for Caesar, it lost the value of existence. As for its historical origin and meaning, Heilong didn't want to delve deeper. He had limited energy. How could he have time to do some of these things.
Heilong stretched out his claws and was ready to throw this thing. It seems that the deformed monster is really getting more and more stupid now, and he dares to send everything to him without looking at whether it is treasure or not, and whether it has collectible value.
Less packed.
"Are you craving for power?"
Just as Caesar's claws were about to touch the small sculpture, a whispered murmur suddenly sounded in his ears, the tone, as if people were murmuring, delirious slang deep into their dreams, the speed of speech was very slow and very vague.
"what?"
Caesar froze and asked subconsciously.
He glanced left and right, the emerald palace was empty, and the only little guy was sleeping in the small house of the Green Dragon Treasury. I heard that Caesar was going to fall asleep in the Green Dragon Treasure. Luna stepped up there first. Small house.
In other words, there are no living creatures nearby.
"Are you eager for strength?" The muffled voice rang again.
This time Caesar didn't answer, he leaned down, stared at the small sculpture sent, blinked, thought for a while, then realized.
"Are you Cthulne? Or Cthulhu?"
He finally knew why he felt familiar. As a soul from a different world, this sculptural model was very similar to a kind of evil myth he had seen in previous lives, and his style was almost the same, just because he had come to Eladi Asia-Pacific for a long time. Because of this, Caesar has forgotten a lot of things he experienced on Earth, and now he has been reminded several times before he completely remembered it.
"Are you eager for strength?" Repeated a third time.
"So you are the originator of Brando's strange pledge?"
The Lord of the Black Dragon did not answer. He lay down, laid his neck flat on the ground, and looked at this vicious and weird little sculpture: "Are you not a foreign god? Although it looks like a decent figure, it actually needs to actively hook up other creatures. "
The legendary foreign is not so low-level.
"Do you desire power?"
"You don't have the ability to connect words. It seems that you are having a hard time? The gods of Elladia allow you to do this? Will you not be beaten? Are you a demon, a devil, or something else?"
"Do you desire power?"
"What method did you use to communicate with me that would attract the attention of the gods, where are you really? Eat meat or be vegetarian? Would you like to wear clothes? Do you need excretion? What is the excretion posture?"
"..." the muttering voice disappeared ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The black dragon lay on the ground, Scarlet kept his eyes indifferent, stared at the small sculpture, waited for a long time, after confirming that there was no more movement He quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, he did have fear when he guessed that the other party might be a foreign or an old god, but Caesar knew that fear cannot solve the problem, and it only makes things worse. Since The other party had been approached, so he could only face it.
Now it seems that after getting rid of the thing, and looking back, the metamorphosis finds this thing by no coincidence. Although they have not rebelled, they may have been affected by the subconscious, and they did it subconsciously.
Fortunately, the unknown is not so strong, otherwise it would not be possible to just repeat an inexplicable word, and Caesar's spirit would not be able to remain sane.
It should be a devil or something that invaded Elladia.
Combining his experience and the information that is currently known, Caesar personally made such a judgment. Of course, he was unwilling to think deeply. This lazy dragon is not so serious of curiosity, and will explore the changes in the mainland, the conspiracy and so on. This guy just wants to be comfortable.
So, for the gods, the devil, and other strange foods, Caesar is of course currently staying away from it. If you can't touch it, you won't touch it. In order to avoid further trouble, this guy directly found two dead ghosts and sent the statue to the nest away from the black wings. Places, then completely destroyed by their hands.