Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 223 Helping Hand
"Boom!"

At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of foreigners were manipulating dozens of cannons, aiming their muzzles at the strange white fog, and the artillery fire roared. The shells were not solid, but filled with a sticky green liquid, like some kind of venom from the abyss.

The shells exploded in the white mist, and the green liquid spread rapidly, corroding the white mist like a plague, dyeing it a disgusting green. The air was filled with a fishy smell, as if rotten seaweed and rotten fish were mixed together, suffocating.

As the green mist spread, a distorted outline gradually emerged from the white mist!

That's Cthulhu!
The huge tentacles were looming in the mist, like countless giant snakes wriggling, and the surface of the tentacles was covered with suction cups and mucus, and every wave brought a gust of fishy wind. Cthulhu's huge body seemed to break through the white mist at any time and descend on the world, bringing endless fear and destruction.

At the same time, the yellow wind blowing from the yellow clouds gradually condensed, and the image of the tattered robe of Hastur, the King of Yellow, gradually became clear.

Star's tattered yellow robe was hanging from the clouds, and in each fold were thousands of human faces, which sometimes merged into a bishop's crown and sometimes split into screaming mouth holes. His face was hidden under the tattered hood, and only a pair of eyes flashing yellow light could be seen, as if they could see through the fear of all souls.

The power of the two Old Ones formed a strange Möbius strip above the Jade Emperor Temple: Cthulhu's tentacles penetrated into the earth veins to extract magma, and Hastur's yellow robe trapped the moonlight and condensed it into acid rain.

When their projections overlapped in the fog, strange wrinkles appeared in time and space.

A celestial soldier who was charging suddenly walked backwards into the fog, with tumor-like flowers blooming on the spears in his hands; barnacles emerged from the gaps in the armor of another team of celestial generals, and instantly corroded them into kneeling coral statues.

"These two idiots actually teamed up!" Shi Fei was shocked when he saw the shadows of Hastur and Cthulhu. No wonder Hastur actually took the initiative to retreat in Huangyun Temple just now.

It turns out they came here to attack the Jade Emperor Temple!

As for the cooperation between Hastur and Cthulhu, it is just like the cooperation between JOJO and Gouye, the cooperation between Master Roshi and Tao Paipai, and the cooperation between Luffy and Blackbeard, which is full of indescribable weirdness and incoordination.

This combination gives people a deep sense of disharmony, as if the rules of the universe have been distorted, and it also seems like reality.

Just as Shi Fei was surprised, the bloody scorpion plunged into the white mist, and then was blessed by two magical powers in the white mist. One magical power made its body suddenly grow larger, turning it into a monster that looked like a scorpion and a dragon, with ugly scales and spikes all over its body, as if it was a demon crawling out from the depths of hell.

Another magical power caused it to change its image, turning it into a giant red dragon with a human face and a snake body. The dragon had no claws, but simply closed its eyes, and the world fell into darkness, accompanied by thick fog, plunging the entire world into chaos.

The "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Great Wilderness North Classic" records: "Beyond the northwest sea, north of the Red River, there is Zhangwei Mountain. There is a god with a human face and a snake body, and it is red. It has straight eyes and rides upright. When it closes its eyes, it is dark, and when it sees, it is bright. It does not eat, sleep, or rest. It is visited by wind and rain. It is Zhu Jiuyin, and it is Zhulong."

Seeing that one of the magical powers was filled with Igolonak's aura, Shi Fei understood.

There is no one else except A Ruo!

So he has to help the Jade Emperor Temple to deal with Hastur and Cthulhu.

Beat the snake to play seven inches!
Shi Fei's eyes were fixed on the foreigners who were bombarding the Jade Emperor Temple at the foot of the mountain. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped it!
The giant palm carried boundless flames, like a meteorite falling from the sky, with destructive power, and rushed straight to the artillery camp of hundreds of people.

In the artillery camp, the foreigners were frightened by the sudden giant palm and fled everywhere, but there were also several priests in the camp wearing gray robes with an inverted cross embroidered on their backs. They half-knelt on the ground, chanting something and praying to their gods. A gray-green light rose from them, forming a barrier, trying to block Shi Fei's palm.

"Boom!" Shi Fei's giant palm collided with the barrier, causing a deafening roar. Although the barrier was not broken, the intense heat raged through the camp, igniting the surrounding tents and wooden boxes. The flames spread rapidly, and the entire camp was engulfed in flames.

"Oops!" One of the missionaries with a golden cross on his head changed his expression, and immediately realized that Shi Fei's target was not them, but those green shells. As long as the shells were destroyed, their gods would not be able to descend!
However, it was too late. Shi Fei's palm force penetrated the earth, and the ground began to shake violently, like a small earthquake, shaking hundreds of people to the ground.

The ammunition depot of the green shells was surrounded by flames and could explode at any time.

"Quickly put out the fire! The divine cannon is not afraid of fire!" The Golden Cross missionary shouted, but Shi Fei was faster. He slapped down again, and the flaming palm was like a punishment from heaven, completely destroying the entire camp.

Then, Shi Fei used his fingers as swords, and the sword lights rained down on the camp. Each sword light was like a sharp blade, extremely accurate, piercing through the bodies of the foreigners and nailing them to the ground. The entire camp was instantly reduced to ruins, the shells were destroyed, and the gunners were gone.

Cthulhu's attack plan was completely disrupted.

Shi Fei's movements were too fast. Before Cthulhu in the white mist could react, the shells he had worked so hard to prepare had turned into ashes.

As for those dead foreigners, Cthulhu didn't care at all. Those people were just ants and he could kill as many as he wanted.

"It's you!" Cthulhu's voice was like a whisper in the deep sea, wet, salty and bitter, carrying endless anger and hatred.

"Why are you everywhere!" The voice of Hastur, the King of Yellow, also sounded in Shi Fei's ears, as if thousands of people were speaking at the same time, and the voices were full of anger and surprise.

In Huangyun Temple, Hastur received a signal from Cthulhu that he was attacking the Jade Emperor Temple, and in order to maintain the fragile cooperative relationship between them, he had to give up dealing with Shi Fei.

Now Shi Fei actually dared to come in front of him!

"I should be the one saying this!" Shi Fei glared at the ugly figures of Hastur and Cthulhu, his voice filled with anger: "This is our place! Not your place!"

Since he came to this world, he has felt the presence of the Old Ones everywhere! Now, he fights these Old Ones every day, which makes him have to speak out in anger.

Why are there these Gou Ba everywhere!

"Ridiculous!" Hastur laughed loudly, his voice sounding like millions of people laughing at the same time, causing Shi Fei's eardrums to hurt: "As far as the universe is concerned, we are the masters of the universe!"

"Hundreds of millions of years ago!" Cthulhu's voice was like a whisper in the deep sea, wet, salty and bitter: "I came to this planet! The whole planet is my home, and you are just bacteria on the table in my home!"

Cthulhu's voice was full of ridicule and contempt, as if Shi Fei and the others were just insignificant dust.

(End of this chapter)