Hey, are you there? ”

The moonlight was still cold.

But the lights in the other houses in the small village have been extinguished.

They went over and looked and saw that the house was empty.

Everywhere there are traces of vandalism.

There were also considerable water stains on the ground.

Could it be that those villagers have been captured by the monster and taken to that city?

I'm sorry, it's a little deep into the play.

Natsume's poems forget to remind themselves that this is just a haunted house, an adventure house, and everything you see in front of you is false, made up of props and special effects.

"Still, it's quite realistic."

Natsume Yuki took a serious look at the city standing in the middle of the sea.

The towering stone pillars are scattered and divided, and the entire structure of the building does not follow the horizontal and vertical of human beauty, but has a certain inverted and crazy inclination, and even Natsume's poetry can see some structures that defy geometric structures at a glance.

Not only that, but even the sea around the city has become a little distorted.

On the stone pillar, there are many words engraved that Natsume's poems can't understand, and after careful comparison, I found that these words have a high degree of similarity with the words recorded in the diary.

One of the most repeated sentences, there is a corresponding translation in the diary.

[In the eternal mansion of Lallaier, the sleeping Cthulhu waits for you to fall asleep. 】

In all corners of the city, there are frightening statues.

The main body of the statue resembles a mixture of an octopus and a dragon, with a sleek and bald head, six eyes, octopus-like tentacles at the bottom of the head, and a pair of wings behind it, and a body that is like a mixture of several animals, twisted and weird.

The statue, like the rest of the city's buildings, was made of a kind of turquoise stone that Natsume's poetry had never seen before, and it glowed eerily in the moonlight.

Just by carefully looking at these things, Natsume's poetry has already made Natsume's poetry dizzy and his reason exhausted.

Because the city is indeed twisted.

"It seems that there really isn't any plot to trigger here."

Suzuka also noticed the city.

However, her heart is bigger, and she didn't look carefully, so she didn't feel like Natsume's poetry.

"And there's a small boat here, so it's supposed to be for us to get over to that city."

"Judging by the diary, this city seems to be the source of the problem?"

Suzuka looked at the diary again.

"Could it be that Natsume-san, you're scared?"

"It's, it's not, ah, forget it, it's just a haunted house anyway, there can't be anything strange."

Natsume glanced at Suzuka.

Who the hell was that guy who was holding his head and squatting just now?

A man and a deer climbed into the boat, and there were some things like newspapers and notes on board, and they did not rush to row, but looked at it.

It was reported above that after March 23, 1925, many people saw in their dreams a huge city made of stone pillars, huge wriggling shadows, and sounds coming from the ground.

The notes document the strange beliefs of some of the islanders, who worship statues with strange shapes and bloody rituals.

It all points to a huge, sunken city in the sea.

It is said that the city came before the advent of human civilization and was the residence of the gods from the universe.

"It's quite detailed and terrifying, but as a soul slayer, it's ......."

Natsume poetry put down the information.

In the real weird world, there are also some beings who claim to have appeared before human civilization, but either their souls are broken, or they have been properly sealed, and some are pure fishing in troubled waters, in fact, foxes and fake tigers.

For example, the weirdness that appeared in Hawaii before, was pierced by an arrow by the shrine maiden of Ise Jingu, and it didn't look powerful at all.

Natsume's poetry also knows that even if some weirdness is sealed, it will still affect things in the outside world, and although such an influence is not worth noting most of the time, there are occasionally talented people who can draw inspiration from this influence and create excellent works.

Such as some legends, myths, works of art, etc.

So, although looking at those diaries, news, and notes seems to be like this, it is not enough for her, who has been eliminated as a soul slayer, or who has seen others destroy and don't know how weird.

Real-life cases can be even more terrifying than these.

It's Suzuka, looking at these news and diaries, shivering.

"Hey, the evil god, the flat-chested shrine maiden, it's the real evil god, let's not go over, right?"

"Who said you were going there?"

Natsume glanced at Suzuka.

This deer monster is not really missing a tendon in the brain.

"If you stay here, it doesn't seem like anything special can trigger, maybe those fish-man monsters will reappear."

Natsume looked around.

There was silence.

Only the distorted and twisted city, in the moonlight, existed as if it were supposed to exist here.

"Well, that's just a try."

Suzuka picked up the oars.

Luckily, the boat wasn't far from the city, probably due to the limitations of the site, and even Natsume felt that it wouldn't take long to swim through.

The bow of the ship touched a corner of the city, and a man and a deer climbed ashore.

"Hey, it's a little weird."

Suzuka looked at her hand.

The arm seemed to bend subtly in the air.

As for Natsume's poetry, you can feel the strangeness of the city from a distance, and when you get closer, you naturally feel it even deeper.

For example, she found that the ground of the city was not horizontal, but rather inclined so that she could barely stand on it.

But when she put the flashlight on the ground, she found that the flashlight that was supposed to roll down didn't move.

It's weird.

"What kind of special effects is this made of?"

Natsume poetry pondered.

She and Suzuka soon find a door.

The gate was asymmetrical, carved with a twisted and strange figure, the same six eyes that could be found everywhere in the city, like a mixture of an octopus and a dragon.

"This door, might as well not open it?"

Suzuka looked at the strange image.

"In most movies, opening this kind of door, which is dangerous at first glance, is the beginning of death."

"I think so too."

Natsume's poetry agreed.

Although intellectually knowing, this is just a haunted house, and there will be nothing that can hurt you.

But emotionally, Natsume's poetry was already a little confused with fright, and she didn't want to endure that torture anymore.

However, just as the two were about to look elsewhere.

The door actually fell.

Yes, the two doors that were originally vertical actually fell towards the inside of the doors as if they were attracted by gravity.

An indescribable voice came from the door of the black hole.