Ultraman in the world of grams

This is actually a not-so-funny joke.

It was Nyarlathotep, the black pharaoh, who made a hound into a card, and it had nothing to do with Jugglas Juggler, nor was it the initiative of the Sorcerer.

But those hounds locked on Juggula directly, attacking him in a crazy manner.

When the black pharaoh gave him the card, he also gave him the fate of killing the hounds of Tindalos, and thus attracted the hounds of Tindalos to chase them desperately.

Of course, for him, these hounds are not a difficult opponent.

No matter how frightening and weird it is, walking through unimaginable angles is actually not a problem for him.

He can easily take out a Hound of Tindalos.

But this is actually not the most important thing.

The point is that he doesn't want to cause too much trouble.

Juggler recalled about the hounds of Tindalos:

Hounds of Tindalos are extradimensional predatory creatures capable of manifesting at any point in space and time and preying on their victims.

Hounds originated on Earth in the distant past, at a time when life on Earth had not yet developed to the level of single-celled organisms.

Hounds live in the "angle" space-time, which is different from other ordinary life in the "curve" space-time.The concept is unimaginable and unique to the Hound of Tindalos.The hound will chase its desired prey across time and space, that is, human beings and other creatures. Once creatures from other spaces or times encounter them, they will follow them closely at all costs, crossing time or space boundaries one after another until until the prey is killed.

For humans targeted by them, perhaps removing all square corners in the house is a way to escape, but no one seems to have really succeeded.

In a sense, they are immortal, immortal.

The "hound" in the Hound of Tindalos name has little to do with their physical appearance, and it is their habit of stalking prey that gives them their misleading title.

Humans know little about their appearance, as few victims survive their attacks.

Although their names contain the word hound, in fact their appearance is unknown, and they are completely different from the appearance of hounds.

A creature too filthy to describe.A terrifying alien form, complete with razor-sharp teeth and claws, blazing eyes, and undulating pale blue skin.The names belie the filth of their nature.They have long, hollow tongues that are used to drain the bodily fluids of their victims, as well as expelling a weird, foul-smelling blue pus-like substance.

They can materialize in angled places such as the corner of the room, and it is precisely because of this that Juggler avoids appearing in corners.

When the Hound of Tindalos appears, first smoke rises from the corner of the room, then from the smoke emerges the Hound's head, followed by the entire body.As long as a person has time traveled, the hounds may notice him and chase him.

For the Hound, any time traveler is an easy target.

Of course, killing their companions will also arouse hatred.This is not because they have the so-called companionship, but because after killing them, they will leave a particularly obvious mark on their bodies, which is as eye-catching as the sun in the sky to them.

Black Pharaoh gave this mark to Jugula when he transferred the card.

Pit clone is Nyarlathotep's joy.

Jugula estimated helplessly, behind him, conservatively estimated, there were already dozens of hounds.

If it was a human being, it would have died here long ago.Few can escape the hounds.

But fortunately, Juggler is not human.

While tricky, it's not too much of a problem to solve.

What bothered him more was the one behind the Hound of Tindalos.

If he dared to slaughter all these hounds here, he would definitely anger the lord behind them.

That is a higher level of existence that had conflicts with Yog Sothoth, one of the three pillar gods.

Although Jugula had a trump card, he was unwilling to reveal it again.

In this way, all his plans are estimated to be in vain.

"Nyarlathotep..."

He sighed softly, forcing the name out of his throat.

The hounds turned into shadows behind him, following his scent, trail, and rolling ripples along the way.

Just as the hound was rushing to the front, it jumped behind the human-sized figure.

That figure turned into the deepest darkness in an instant, dissipating in the depths of time and space.

The Hounds lost track of each other.

…………

This is a small and cramped study room, even the windows are gray, as if covered with a layer of paper, the sunlight is not willing to come through.

There was a smell of dust in the air, mixed with the smell of old paper, strong and choking.

There are no valuable books here, and the signs outside are also decayed. The only small table in the house is also full of old small objects, placed in a mess.

A dim oil lamp burns quietly.

In this situation where electrification is relatively common, oil lamps have actually withdrawn from the stage of history, but they are still lighted quietly in this small bookstore.

Crackling burning, filled with the smell of grease.

A man with scorched yellow and messy hair just sat under the oil lamp. With the help of the dim light, he looked at the antiquities research notes in front of him with some interest, and occasionally marked something beside him with a pen.

Suddenly, the flame of the oil lamp flickered, and the shadow in the house expanded instantly, and the handwriting on the notebook was somewhat unclear.

The book also gradually filled with a dark and strange feeling.

The man raised his head, and there was not much panic on his face. Instead, he turned his head for a moment as if he had sensed something, and looked somewhere in the shadows.

A man in a dark red suit with a wickedly handsome face came out, holding a potted plant in his hand.

The blond-haired man was not frightened by the strange man who suddenly appeared, but smiled towards him.

The man in the dark red suit had a calm face, but his clothes were a little messy. He looked like he had run a long distance, and he felt a little embarrassed. He adjusted his neckline slightly, and gently moved towards the quietly sitting man in the book. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a flamboyant smile.

"Long time no see, Mr. Carter."

(End of this chapter)