Chapter subtitle: Brave Men Can Create Miracles!

"Sue, Su, Su......"

"It's Suzumiya-Haruhi. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 According to those believers, the universe in which we humans exist, and even the universe itself, is just a dream of this evil god. ”

"Well, it sounds a lot like Brahmā Brahmā."

"Mr. Lovecraft, you are really knowledgeable."

Brahmā is the Great Brahma, one of the three main gods of Brahmanism, and is the four-faced Buddha in Buddhism, which is good at 'borrowing'. According to Hinduism, everything in the world originated from a dream of Him, and only in His dream can God and man exist.

"Then I'll go on. ACCORDING TO THE ASSASSIN'S CONFESSION, HE SMASHED INTO THEIR LAIR OF SIN, WHERE HE SAW THE MOST HORRIFIC SIGHT OF HIS LIFE, WHERE THE WORSHIPPERS SHOUTED SLOGANS LIKE 'TUAN-ZHANG-SAI-GAO' AND WORSHIPED A BEARDED MAN IN STRANGE COSTUMES, THE SCENE WAS INDESCRIBABLE......"

It's really weird, why do I think of that Australian muscular brother when I think of sailor suits, compared to Cthulhu's group of evil gods who evolved from seafood and molluscs, this guy is so indescribable! (Baidu: Keywords: Sailor suit and Australian man.) ）

Little Japan is so evil, it's not a Serisian!

He involuntarily showed a disgusting expression, patted his chest and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva before saying, "I'm sorry, this scene is too painful." I won't paraphrase it, I will have a chance for you to read the original book. ”

"The Elder of the Banner fought a fierce battle with the chief of Judah and his followers, and in the end, of course, the evil prevailed. But the senior, outnumbered, and fearless believers held him back, allowing the Judas-Benjamin to escape. ”

"It's just that the head of the eyebrows, who has gone through a hard battle, is also seriously injured, and when he was recovering from his injuries in the United States, that guy was nowhere to be found. Well, it looks like he's gone to England. So this sage of the bamboo forest is back in China......"

He recorded this experience as a warning to the world. In addition to this experience of subduing demons and exterminating demons, Ichimei Michicho also wrote in the notes that in addition to this Suzumiya-Haruhi, there are other evil gods in the New World, which he calls The-Old-Rulers......"

In fact, according to the original English name The-Old-Ones, it is also the old gods, and our Master Yuan simply called it "The-Old-Rulers" in order to improve his qualifications.

"Old Dominator?!"

Yuan Yanqian nodded and said, "Yes, they are the true masters hidden behind the appearance of this world. And fifty years later I got this notebook. This also gave me the idea of coming to the New World to visit the evil gods. So......"

"We'll meet!"

"But I ......," the master of the craftsman adjusted his sitting posture uneasily, and stopped talking.

"I understand what you're saying, Mr. Lovecraft." Our Master Yuan waved his hand and said, "But you are really not an ordinary person. For example......

He said solemnly, "For example, the description of Dagon in your novel fits perfectly with the description of the 'Old Dominator' by the Elder of the Eyebrow. I also did not expect that there would be people like you in the New World who understood the true nature of this world. ”

"Think about it, where did your inspiration come from?"

"I ......"

The master of the crafts opened his mouth to say something, but his face immediately changed greatly, and his long face became snow-white, like a big winter melon with the skin peeled off; At first his lips trembled, then his hands began to tremble, and finally his whole body shook like a wobble; His eyes were out of focus, and he looked like he was in the middle of a terrible nightmare.

This time, when our Master Yuan saw him like this, he was also a little unbearable, and immediately poured a cup of Wujiapi and put it in his hand.

This glass of wine is really a blessing in the snow, and after taking it, the master of the craft drank it in one go, and only then did he regain some sanity with the help of strong wine power and strange taste.

"Thank you!" Then he was very grateful, frowned tightly and asked, "Mr. Yuan, is this really wine?" And not that...... Paint! ”

These foreigners just don't have taste, how can our Cyris people's medicinal wine be paint? Although the taste is really a bit like ......

Our Master Yuan also frowned and said, "Mr. Ai Craftsman, we shouldn't worry about this now. It's just a small thing compared to your situation. I think you understand your situation. ”

"Yes." The master of the crafts lowered his head and lowered his shoulders, and only after half a sound did he whisper, "I...... I was once tormented by a nightmare repeatedly. In the dream, a monstrous race, I call it the 'Night Demons'. The Daredevils were giant insects with bat-wings that grabbed me and flew over a large, abandoned city. ”

"I don't know what this place is, but for some reason I know it's the remains of ancient intelligent beings."

"There are so many strange and huge idols of gods, the evil gods worshipped by the creatures who built that city! (Author's note: This is not apocryphal, he did mention such nightmares in his letters to friends.) ）”

His old man's spirit has indeed been polluted a long time ago, and it is not wrong to say that he is not lightly ill. Now his SAN value must have bottomed out, it's really PERFECT!

"Da!" Our Master Yuan snapped his fingers and said, "That's right. According to our 'Sage of the Bamboo Forest', you are the 'Dream Weaver'. ”

He explained: "In addition to communicating with the old rulers through rituals such as the Seven Chapters of the Secret Sutra of Xuanjun, there are some of us humans who are born with such special abilities. And people like you who catch a glimpse of some of the Old Dominators or their families in their dreams are called 'Dream Weavers'. ”

"Generally speaking, 'Dream Weavers' have had such nightmares since childhood, and if they have the courage to explore the dream realm, they will gain abilities from the evil gods. But in doing so, they are destined to become minions of the evil gods. ”

"And looking at your current mental state, Mr. Ai Craftsman, I'm afraid you haven't gone deep into your dreams. It's not a bad thing, and while you've lost the chance to wield supernatural powers, you've retained most of your sanity. ”

"Is that so?" The old man replied softly, and the look on his face didn't know whether it was joy or pity.

Our Master Yuan took a sip of the residual wine in the cup and slammed it upside down on the table.

He pulled his chair over and sat down opposite the master of the craft, stared at the eyes of the master of horror novels, and said very solemnly, "Boy...... Well, Mr. Howard Philip Love Craftsman......"

"Let's save the world together!"