Chapter 82: .Black goat cub

The first ray of sunlight in the morning pierced the sky, and the light became much dim after being refracted by the car window glass. Pointing to this light to read something serious is idiotic dreaming, and it is barely possible to read a few words clearly.
【Name: Nyarlatotepu】
【Card Number: 039】
【Level: SSR】
[Remarks: One of the three-pillar original gods, is the only existence with a true character among many foreign gods, but it is the highest joy to plunge mankind into terror and despair. There are more than a thousand images of him walking in the world. The most common human incarnation is a dark-skinned Egyptian male with a hearty smile. It may be for the convenience of missionary work, unexpectedly very good at the skills required by modern society. But after a certain incident, he will insist on driving himself. In addition, he may be a little too sensitive to screams. It is recommended to let him get used to it by listening more. PS. If you do so, this card refuses to be responsible for all possible consequences. 】
Lin You: "..."
It's weird, how does she sometimes feel that this card is more devil than her.
In order to make up for SCP-096, the trunk of the car was filled with piles of paper bags, and she was going to find a suitable time to deliver it to it.
Leaving the outskirts of the office and the client's house, they were driving on the highway leading to the mountains.
She had never thought that things could be so easy, probably because... aside from other things, she and Nyarlatotepu can be called a hitch in a certain sense.
"Speaking."
Geng Qinghe was not a talkative master at first, but now he solved a big problem, he was in a good mood, and he couldn't wait to start talking again.
"Sister Pomelo, you really scared me by changing to drive," he didn't dare to ask too much because he thought he might have any plan at the time. Now he is curious, "I still remember you saying in the copy of Mary Shaw... ."
She can drive whatever she wants, as long as she is not afraid of driving the car in the ditch.
"But it feels okay."
...Of course, the premise is to remove the brakes that deliberately want people to hit the glass.
"Seriously?" Lin You looked at him.
Geng Qinghe nodded.
"Want to know what happened the last time I drove?"
"Farewell!" The skull yelled in a flustered manner at the right time, "My bones can't stand the scare!"
Lin You: "As for, I didn't really rush down."
Skull: "...As for ah!!!"
Geng Qinghe: "..."
He suddenly didn't want to know, it was the most important thing to live well.
"Look at it this way," Gu Heng sighed quietly, "Is it the only one to do it?"
It feels like he has become a full-time driver.
When he saw a figure standing by the woods, he stepped on the clutch in time, and the car stopped right in front of the man.
Before he left, Lin You pointed in the direction and told Langton. Once he found something, he would wait on the road where they were going.
At this moment, even though his face was uneasy, he still rubbed his hands and stayed there. It can be seen that he was hiding his figure with a tree trunk before he stood up after seeing the car from a distance.
"Where did you find the altar?" Lin You asked, rolling down the car window.
Langton: "It's...."
Lin You: "That's it?"
He was obviously unwilling to be the party being questioned, but now he was weak and demanding, so he hummed and continued to speak reluctantly.
"I followed a group of people secretly last night, and I probably saw clearly which direction they were going." Langton's eyes twitched nervously, "but they looked very closely, and they were always on guard against me. I followed halfway for fear of exposure. I didn't dare to follow."
"But do you remember where you are?"
Geng Qinghe interjected.
"Can you try to find it later?"
The safest way is to destroy their altar before the moonlight arrives and cut off the way ahead.
"Yes, you can," Langton looked at him, "but I waited on the spot for more than ten minutes later and saw the other team coming from the opposite direction."
In other words, the altar is guarded by several groups of people in turn.
"So," Lin You thought thoughtfully, "Can't you quietly destroy the altar without disturbing anyone..."
"Don't be afraid to alarm anyone."
Geng Qinghe thought very simply, "As long as we get rid of the guard team and wait for the next shift to come back, we have already slipped away unconsciously and there will be no trouble."
The skull grunted, "Sure enough, it's still a young man."
Geng Qinghe: "...Huh???"
"The most important thing is not the altar." It said in a proud teaching tone. "It is what is still in that cave."
As soon as these words came out, Geng Qinghe also understood in seconds.
-Black goat cubs.
Thinking of the last time he faced it, he couldn't help but groan
groan.
"Besides, know what else is needed for the ceremony?"
Before Geng Qinghe could answer, the skull asked and answered: "Blood."
"Prepare a full two hundred liters of blood," it said. "Soaking the altar in blood during the ceremony can greatly increase the possibility of successfully inviting the black goat mother goddess. As long as there are black goat cubs and blood , They can prepare a stone altar again—I don’t believe that such a formal ceremony has nothing to do with it."
"The altar, the black goat cub, and the blood are indispensable. In my opinion, the best time to do it is when the three are gathered together. Of course, the time will be very tight and the risk is not small. It depends on what you guys do. chosen."
"Don't worry about time."
Lin You thought for a while and said.
"It happens to be what I think too. No problem, it can be done."
She just got an SSR card.
However, all she wanted was not to let them transfer the black goat cubs. Calling the black goat of the forest to use blood as a medium, although I have heard of this, I never remembered it. Skull and crossbones really understand this aspect quite thoroughly-even the specific numbers can be said.
Langton also looked a little surprised, he didn't expect a guy with only his brain to know this. And when he looked at Shanglin You and Geng Qinghe pityingly, he became a little bit irritated when he realized why they looked at him like this.
They all thought of the summoning circle painted on the floor in the attic of the hotel. Compared with the scale of tonight, it was a huge difference.
Simple, shabby, and not waterproof.
"I can't help it! No way!"
He yelled: "What they did is the most conservative summoning ritual, and I can succeed in theory like that! Do you think I don't want to be waterproof?!"
Besides, how can a normal person bring a bucket of water? !
Lin You was very wise not to care about this issue of faith and self-esteem with the cultists. She said that the action time was set in the evening, and they could ambush the place where Langton stopped tracking. Starting from the middle of the way, it's always harder to be spotted than tracking from a cave.
"Sister Pomelo."
Geng Qinghe came over quietly.
"You said it's the time," he muttered, "I haven't contacted yet..."
Lin You knew that what he was talking about was concise and good, and cast his eyes down.
"in fact."
She said, "I'm thinking about a question."
Geng Qinghe: "......?"
"Until now," she picked up a branch and drew two lines on the ground, "how did we act?"
How did it act?
Didn’t it mean to investigate the dagger, and return to the forest after solving Naia's matter—Geng Qinghe’s gaze at Shanglinyou immediately knew that he wanted to go wrong.
"Strictly speaking, if it hadn't been the last time that you and I were lined up together, the'role' played in this dungeon had been set to know each other because of the crisis, we might not be in contact."
"Unlike other dungeons, this time we deliberately separated us, probably because we wanted to give different tasks."
"My line is a continuation of the last time, the mother of the black goat-Shabu Nicholas. As for you, it is Nyaratotip." Lin You exhaled, "Go in the worst direction. Thinking, she might have other clues over there."
Shabu and Nayazi are gone, and there is one original three pillar left.
Geng Qinghe took a breath.
"……no problem?!"
"There should be someone else," Lin You is not very worried. "It's like you appeared with Gu Heng, no matter how you would let a person handle it alone."
Geng Qinghe: "But you are not--"
"It may be a special case."
Lin You blinked, "For example, it is judged that I am half more people here."
Skull and crossbones: "..."
Who is the half? ! !
...No, it doesn't seem to have even half, but only a quarter.
This protest was not enough. It had to shut up angrily, pretending that it hadn't heard it.
The sky in the mountains always gets darker earlier.
They spent half a day exploring the surrounding terrain. When the sun was slanting, a group of people hid in a place that Langton looked forward to, quietly waiting for the group of hooded guys to pass.
Langton himself didn't want to stay here. When he arrived, he was still afraid that he would be upset, but Lin You was wary of any small actions by him and ordered him to act with them. Geng Qinghe was pressing his shoulders, and the latter had to squat down on the edge of the grass.
"Shhh."
The skull suddenly said, Lin You didn't bother to remind it, except for it, no one said anything.
Everyone held their breath in unison.
The guy walking in the front is carrying a lamp, only his chin can be seen. They were carrying something and walking silently in the woods, the overwhelming grass rustling, this scene made the sound sound like a bug crawling on the back, making people uncomfortable.
Eighteen, nineteen, twenty...
Lin You counted the number of people. Obviously, on the wet new moon night, all these believers participated in the ceremony.
It's not just them.
A rotten smell floated over.
The dull sound of heavy objects falling was mixed with the sound of something slimy sliding over the water. Far away, a behemoth that was only a little shorter than the surrounding trees walked in the middle of the circle of believers.
Probably because of the excellent consecration, it looked bigger than the last time they saw it.
Even if I have seen a black goat cub once, its appearance still makes Geng Qinghe feel very uncomfortable. The huge mass is squirming with a few hooves, the whip-like tentacles slide over the trees, and the thought of the tentacles is ticking. Mouth with mucus had eaten people before—he tried to control himself without making any sound.
Until the person walking at the end moved a certain distance away from them, Lin You turned her head, waved her hand, and motioned to follow.
The group of people paid attention to their feet as much as possible, and it was obviously correct to start tracking from the middle. They did not worry about it for long.
Follow the other side's footsteps to the end, where a clearing has been cleared early. In the center of the venue is a huge rock, which must be a prepared altar.
After squatting in the bushes not far away, Lin You carefully observed the movement of the cultists.
They lit a bonfire.
The light was bright or dark, and the face under the hood was blurred. Now I also know what these believers are carrying and carrying in twos and threes—they overturned the containers, and poured a large amount of dark liquid on the altar, infiltrating the lines of the stone.
"Where did they get so much blood?" Geng Qinghe couldn't help asking when I heard that it was the same thing, but saw it with his own eyes.
"Think better, poultry and livestock." Lin You said, "the bad ones are also more effective..."
She didn't continue, but she understood what should be understood.
It's time to act.
Lin You thought.
She should also try her new SSR card.
She turned her hand back, only to feel that the card disappeared in her hand.
"I was called here for this kind of thing."
The dark-skinned man leaned against the tree, "Why should I help you?"
"Isn't it interesting?" Lin You said naturally.
He turned his head, facing Shang Linyou's gaze, after a moment of silence, the two of them snapped at the same time.
Geng Qinghe: "..."
It shouldn't be his illusion that the back chills...Should I light a candle to the people on the opposite side?
"Whatever you say, but since it is in this form now."
Nyaratotip said lazily: "I don't like to shoot by myself."
It was only half a second before his voice fell, and the sky went dark.
No, that is not accurate. It was originally night, but the flames lit by these cultists illuminated the surroundings. But at this time, even this bonfire was also suppressed.
One, two, and then more. Geng Qinghe recognized it, and appeared out of nowhere to be the horror hunter they had seen once, and another unknown monster, both of them responded to Nyarlatotepu's call.
"Horse head, bird body, bat wings," said the skull calmly, "it's a Shantak."
The first scream sounded, and a female believer noticed this vision which was completely inconsistent with her imagination. She pointed to the air blankly, and soon attracted the attention of others.
They didn't understand what was going on, and they were busy holding their heads tightly during the attack. The strange birds were still circling in mid-air. They were hungry for blood, and from time to time they aimed at the altar and swooped down, which was enough to make the believers flee.
"Don't worry," Nia smiled maliciously and snapped his fingers. "This is just an appetizer."
In the frenzied shouts of the followers, the insignificant sound seemed to be transmitted directly to the ears of the servants flying in the air, and they immediately changed their posture of circling. Most of them rushed towards the four or five-meter-high black goat cubs, who were confused by these hordes of guys, and stumbled to drive them with their tentacles.
A few unfortunately were hit by this blow, and when they flew out, they broke the trunks of two trees, but they were immediately made up. One of them was particularly annoying. Under Nyarlatotep's instructions, it quickly shuttled between the tentacles, pecking it harder from time to time.
The black goat cub that was provoked furiously waved its tentacles, and finally grasped the opportunity, raised the two huge hooves that it had born under him high, and fell forward fiercely!
There was a loud noise, which was enough to be sure that the guy who harassed it had died under its hooves.
The black goat cub looked up triumphantly--
It was stunned.
The Shantak bird that was supposed to be trampled into blood slapped its wings, and the horse-like head dangled in front of it, making a horrible cry, as if laughing at it for being fooled.
What did it step on just now? !
The black goat cub raised its front hooves again tremblingly, and saw the fragmented rocks underneath.
...It smashed the altar of the mother goddess.