Chapter 163: The Whispers of the Old Gods
With the Chimera Magushir free and everything in order, Caesar wanted to close the canopy fortress and hide in the treasury of the green capital, and then pull all the shiny goodies to meet the long-delayed slumber.
However, a sudden little thing made the Black Dragon Lord have to postpone this wish again.
The Brandi, or Shapeshifter, of the Carki Territory on the Rhine Frontier contacted their owner and sent something that was said to have been excavated from the Count of Brando's mansion hidden in a secret room, and the disguised Shapeshifters have not finally discovered it until now.
They didn't know what it was, but they thought it was so hidden that it should belong to some treasure of the Bbrande family, and they didn't dare to hide it from the Black Dragon Lord, so they sent someone to bring it very upright.
"That's all?"
Caesar looked at the gadget in front of him and asked the shapeshifter who was in charge of wrapping it.
"That's all we found in that secret room, Your Majesty." The shapeshifter said.
"I see, let's go down."
Caesar waved his claws in disappointment, thinking that it was something good, and sent the shapeshifter away at will, and the black dragon lord barely thought about it a little earlier, and looked at the small sculpture that seemed to be a handicraft.
It was only about a dozen centimeters tall, like a mosquito and ant compared to the huge black dragon lord, and the carving method was very rough, even inferior to the relief craft of the ancient orcs in the underground passage of the ruined city, which was simply unsightly.
It depicts a monster, vaguely human-like, but with tentacled whiskers spreading out of its jaw, covered with scales, long, thin claws on its hands and feet, and a pair of long, narrow wings that it knows cannot fly at first glance.
Both in terms of material and workmanship, this thing is extremely inferior, but there is a subtle sense of expressiveness, as if accompanied by an innate, extremely cold viciousness, the monster in the sculpture crouches on a stone slab full of randomly sketched characters—it is indeed crouching, and it is hunched forward, the ends of its wings resting against the back edge of the slate, and the long, curly four claws vine over the edge of the slate and buckle the slate back.
The grotesque humanoid face is the most delicate of the entire sculpture, its eyes smiling and very exaggerated.
"Tsk."
Caesar smacked his lips and looked at the little thing with interest, since he came to Eladia, he had seen too many deformed and ugly clans, and although this thing was a little grotesque and weird, it was not yet to the point of shocking his soul.
It's just that, for some reason, he feels something familiar with this thing, and there is always a sense of déjà vu.
It was obviously only recently created, and the traces of the carving were very new, and some of the water chestnuts were still sharp, maybe it was something that some of the servants of the Brande family had eaten and had nothing to do, but it was put into the secret room for some reason.
Either way, there's one thing for sure: it's cheap.
Dragons had an innate talent for valuing treasures, so Caesar could tell at a glance that it wasn't an expensive good, and he couldn't even sell it for a few copper coins.
In this case, for Caesar, it has lost the value of its existence, as for its historical origin and meaning, the black dragon does not want to delve into it, he has limited energy, how can he have time to engage in these things.
The black dragon stretched out his claws, ready to throw this thing away, it seems that the shapeshifter is really getting more and more stupid now, and he dares to send anything to him, and he doesn't see if it's a treasure or not, and if it's collectible.
Lack of cleanup.
"Y-do you crave power?"
Just as Caesar's paw was about to touch the small sculpture, a misty whisper suddenly sounded in his ears, a tone like the murmuring and delirium of a dream, slow and very indistinct.
"What?"
Caesar was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked rhetorically.
He looked left and right, the Emerald Palace was empty, and the only little guy was sleeping in the small house of the Green Dragon Treasury, and when he heard that Caesar was going to fall asleep in the Green Dragon Treasury, Luna took the lead in setting up the small house there.
In other words, there is no living thing in this vicinity at all.
"Do you crave power?" The muffled murmur sounded again.
This time Caesar did not answer, he leaned down, stared at the small sculpture that had been sent, blinked, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized.
"You're Cthun? Or Cthulhu? ”
He finally knew why he felt familiar, as a soul from another world, this sculpture model was very similar to the description of a kind of evil god myth he had seen in his previous life, and the style was almost the same, but because of the long time he had been in Eladia, Caesar had forgotten a lot of what he had experienced on Earth, and now he remembered it completely after several reminders.
"Do you crave power?" Repeat for the third time.
"So, you're the one who started that strange oath in the Branda?"
The Black Dragon Lord didn't answer, he lay down, put his neck flat on the ground, and looked at this vicious and grotesque little sculpture: "You're not an outer god, are you?" Although it is decent, it still needs to take the initiative to hook up with other creatures. ”
The legendary gods are not so low-level.
"Do you crave power?"
"You don't have the ability to connect, it seems that you are having a hard time? The gods of Eladia allow you to do this? Won't you be beaten? Are you a demon, a devil, or something else? ”
"Do you crave power?"
"How do you communicate with me, will it attract the attention of the gods, where are you really located? Meat or vegetarian? Do you want to get dressed? Do I need to excrete? What is the excretion position? ”
The murmur of "......" was gone.
The black dragon lay on the ground, his scarlet vertical eyes remained indifferent, and he kept staring at the small sculpture for a long time, and only after making sure that there was no more movement came out, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, he did have fears when he guessed that the other party might be an outer god, an old god or something like that, but Caesar knew that fear would not solve the problem, it would only make things worse, and since the other party had been approached, he could only face it.
Now it seems that after getting rid of that thing, and looking back, it seems that it was not a coincidence that the shapeshifters found this thing, although they did not rebel, but they may have been influenced by the subconscious to do so.
Fortunately, the unknown is not so strong, otherwise it would not be possible to repeat only an inexplicable word, and it would be impossible for Caesar's spirit to remain sane.
It must be a devil or something that invaded Eladia.
Combined with what happened to him and what was already known, Caesar made such a judgment personally, of course, he didn't want to think deeply, this lazy dragon didn't have that serious curiosity, would explore the changes in the continent, conspiracies and so on, this guy just wanted to live comfortably.
Therefore, for the gods, demons and even other strange foods, Caesar is of course staying away from them for now, and in order to avoid further trouble, this guy directly found two substitutes for the dead ghosts, sent the statue to a place far away from the nest of Black Wing, and then completely destroyed it through their hands.
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