Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

In the dance hall.

In order to show his respect for Zhu Zheng, a unique guest, Mr. Neo chose the most grand musical to entertain this unfortunate young man who was about to die.

As time goes by, the musical gradually comes to an end.

At this time, the crazy emotions possessed by those indescribable monsters are becoming more and more intense and difficult to control!

They walked off the stage to the beat of the music, came directly in front of Zhu Zheng, and then ripped apart his flesh and blood like wild beasts.

This scene is called [Eating].

It presents the most primitive, absurd and crazy appetite to the audience!

The actors expressed their delight.

Because today's blood food is particularly delicious.

The audience was also very happy to see it. They clapped their hands and burst into warm applause. They even didn't even look for their own heads.

Except Zhu Zheng

As a victim, there was no intact flesh and blood on his body, his breath was weak, and he was almost dying.

But who cares about the feelings of the weak?

On the stage, Mr. Neo was intoxicated in the song and dance drama choreographed by himself. The bird's wings were trembling irregularly, and his face was full of intoxication.

God, your will is my mission, and I will always follow your footsteps.

But Zhu Zheng in the audience was hovering on the edge of death.

at this time.

He was in a trap set by the Outer God himself.

In the face of a huge gap in strength, how can one escape?

Zhu Zheng's thoughts were spinning rapidly.

But the first thing he thought about had nothing to do with the crisis at hand.

He was thinking about another thing.

In the system prompt just now, one of the sentences caught Zhu Zheng's attention.

The system prompts that I have [Nyarlathotep's gaze] on my body. Where does this come from?

Obviously.

The answer to the question can only be related to [Abyss of Hatred].

Because this is the only item on Zhu Zheng's body related to Nyarlathotep.

At this time, when we look back and think about past events, many inherent perceptions have been overturned.

There are two speculations about me getting [Abyss of Hatred].

First, this was a deliberate arrangement by Nyarlathotep to monitor me. Second, [Abyss of Hatred] was really an unexpected gain for me, but it was not used by Nyarlathotep.

However, after careful analysis, Zhu Zheng felt that the first guess was unlikely.

Nyarlathotep was undoubtedly proud.

No matter how generous he is, he will not give one of his incarnations as a weapon to Zhu Zheng and let him control it.

This is really a loss of points.

So the second guess is very likely.

It is most likely that Nyarlathotep tampered with the Abyss of Hatred after the fact.

The undead monarch sitting in the Abyss of Hatred is most likely contaminated by Nyarlathotep

At this moment, severe pain came from the chest.

It was a monster shaped like a dinosaur.

It is piercing its chest with its cone-like arms.

Large amounts of hot blood spurted out.

The monster dipped its ferocious tentacles into Zhu Zheng's spilled blood and tasted it in the mouth on its abdomen, with an extremely intoxicated look on its face.

Its eyes flashed fiercely.

He could barely restrain his desire to kill.

Fortunately, this musical has not come to an end yet.

In Mr. Neo's script, Zhu Zheng cannot die yet, at least not now.

Therefore, it could only suppress the urge to kill and leave.

Zhu Zheng looked at the background of the dinosaur monster and the next approaching monster, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.

If you don't save yourself, you will really die.

“How to save yourself?”

First of all, excluding the Abyss of Hatred, its interior has been contaminated by the red dress, and it has become untrustworthy.

Secondly, there are many props I own.

Putting props like the Thousand Face Pocket together, it is the only one that can save me now, even though it will have very bad sequelae.

A thought came to my mind.

The compass with eyes of different sizes on its surface was taken out from the inventory.

It is [Yog Sothoth’s guidance].

However, its appearance was not seen by other monsters.

At this time, a line of text popped up in front of me.

[Please select the sacrifice you want to make. 】

Sacrifice. I want to sacrifice to the abyss of hatred!

Zhu Zheng said without hesitation.

If it weren't for the fact that [Earthwalker of Ignagniz] was a title, he would have really wanted to sacrifice it to Yog-Sothoth at the same time.

Because Zhu Zheng has the right to own the [Abyss of Hatred].

Thus the sacrifice is accomplished.

The pupils on the compass opened almost at the same time, turning to look at the obelisk-shaped tattoo on Zhu Zheng's arm.

That's exactly where the Abyss of Hatred is contained.

Ga...

Waves of black ripples spread from the compass and quickly spread to the tattoo.

Where the black ripples passed, large swaths of tattoos were washed away.

But there are still many black marks left.

It seems that [Yog-Sothoth's Guidance] cannot complete the devouring of [Abyss of Hatred] with its own power.

At this moment, there seemed to be a cooing sound coming from somewhere, and then [Yog-Sothoth's guidance] began to undergo strange changes.

More black gushes out of the compass, like a tide pouring down, washing away all the tattoos.

After waiting for about a few minutes, [Yog-Sothoth's Guidance] finally finished devouring it. The metal watch cover automatically opened, and the black hands on it began to rotate slowly.

After about a few turns, the pointer stopped and finally pointed to Zhu Zheng.

Pieces of information entered Zhu Zheng's mind out of thin air.

Reading this information, Zhu Zheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

…

Dreamland.

This is a universe that has completely entered death.

Deep black and dead silence.

There is no life!

Light seems to be a taboo in this universe, because the indescribable black mist floats endlessly in this universe, and all the stars that emit light are wrapped and swallowed by it.

However, at this moment, a rusty red light flashed and entered the universe forcefully, becoming the last light in the universe.

The black mist that diffuses in the universe seems to have a unique tendency toward light.

They changed from a scattered state to a closed state, like a sea of ​​water, surrounded by overwhelming rust-red light.

This move also angered the rust-red light group.

The mountains, rivers and lakes on the surface of the star trembled violently, and a pair of eyes opened from inside the star.

Amidst the never-ending singing, it actually took the initiative to throw itself into the nameless black mist.

A battle worthy of myth and legend is about to begin.

And the time they spend fighting will be counted in light years.

Nyarlathotep clapped his hands, a satisfied smile on his face.

That's good. With these fogs of death, we can also hold off the big alarm clock.

However, at this moment, Nyarlathotep's face was slightly startled.

The mark I left on that human brat was actually expelled.