Many wicked people have a painful past, and although the pain of the past is not a reason for sin, many times, if there is no despair at that time, there would not be the sin of today. Look at 'Mao. Line, medium. Text, Internet

The General of Yellow Springs, the lord of the gloomy cold bones, often thinks of his own memory fragments that have long faded in the passage of time, seeps into the depths of his soul is the despair of dry bones, and buried in the past is the weak who curl up and cry-

At that time, I was still an unknown scientist who was enthusiastic and devoted his family to "biological fusion" research - at least self-proclaimed scientist.

At that time, the world's science and technology ushered in explosive rapid development, and almost every day there were new fields developing new results, and many of the theories and technologies studied in that era completely changed the world.

In such a world, scientists firmly believe that "man will conquer heaven", "the edifice of the temple of truth has been built by mankind", and "in this era, mankind is destined to reveal all the truths of nature, and future generations of scientists only need to tinker with the edifice of science"...... So there is a trend of thought that scientists can achieve all the desired results as long as they have confidence and ability.

In that context, the young man ambitiously spent all his family fortune on "biofusion" research, with the aim of creating more potential species, and even making genetic drugs that would enhance humans. The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and before he hit his head and broke his blood and there was no way out, he didn't know that the technology of that era was far from being able to involve such a sophisticated field.

Dreams collide with reality, often making people's heads bleed.

"Hell! Why just can't these cells fuse? The man cursed, babbling out every insulting word imaginable, and he slapped the table hard, tearing piles of paper full of words to shreds—since the cell fusion experiment was unsuccessful, the papers he had worked so hard to write were all nonsense.

Grabbing his hair so hard that he slammed his head against the wall in almost hysterical terms, his brain became groggy and he was left with the desire to hurt himself.

I wanted to smash something, but everything that could be smashed in the extremely simple little research institute here was already in tatters - it wasn't his own hands, a bunch of social thugs who had come to collect debts had looted everything that seemed valuable, and then smashed the rest.

He was glad at the time—because the bastards had more or less left behind their research benches and a few high-precision microscopes that he had taken out a loan, and perhaps those people didn't see that these suits were the most valuable things in this unqualified institute. Looking at 1 Mao, 2 Lines 3 Chinese Network At that time, he still believed that he would definitely be able to use these devices left behind to make results and reap the success he deserved.

But now it seems that he would rather snatch them all, at least then he won't know that his research direction is all wrong, and that he will be bankrupt and his wife separated in exchange for nothingness.

Crying, blood and tears flowing from his violently impacted forehead, he shouted hoarsely, trying to vent something, but halfway through the shouting, his voice was dumb, and his mouth was too wide to speak. Covering his face with his hands, he noticed that most of the hair he had just pulled off was white.

He was only in his third or fourth year, but he already knew he had no future.

Let's die, let's get out of this boring world. He seemed to hear the phone ringing in his ears, and he stood up mechanically, walked over and picked up the phone—

On the other side of the phone, he heard a cacophony of voices, as if countless illogical people were whispering, confident and discerning, but as if he heard people he knew frantically using profane language in different languages...... In the midst of the chaotic noise, he vaguely heard a slightly clear word:

"It's a dirty world...... No one recognizes you, they don't think you deserve to be alive like a dregs like you...... You hate leaving your wife, you hate the oppressive society, you hate everything in this world...... Humans are all despicable miscellaneous ...... They don't allow you to live, and they don't deserve to live in this world...... Everyone must be made to pay, kill them, kill them......"

Everything seemed to be hallucinating, and the phone slipped out of his hand and hit the ground. The phone, which was not actually plugged into any power source, had not rang in the first place, and when he put it to his ear, there was no real sound other than the sound of the air moving.

But he really heard, heard the whispering horrors of the old days, heard the call of the transcendent gods who looked down on the ant-like humans of reality beyond the world.

Those chaotic words are not specifically told to themselves by anyone or any god, but the old days outside the realm use his supreme and great spiritual world to reflect the true darkness in their hearts.

He began to laugh maniacally, laughing maniacally without wiping the blood or tears from his face. The laughter is crazy, the laughter is very relaxed.

On that day, a young scientist with a dream was killed by the times.

On that day, a man who accidentally heard the dreams of the old gods became an unspeakable faithful.

He disappeared into the night, and the forgetful people soon forgot that such an unfortunate young scientist once existed, just as the sea does not care about the evaporation of a drop of water.

Just a few days later, people stumbled upon a mass of flesh and blood corpses crushed into squares in a nearby garbage dump, including social gangsters, academically misbehaved academics, and newly divorced women...... The death was so miserable that it is impossible to imagine how much torture they endured before they died.

I can't remember how long it was, but on the other side he met a man called the night sky...... If there is anything derived from human civilization that can make him a little pleasing to the eye - then it must be the night sky, he is not surrendered to the night sky, but respects the night sky very much, respects the night sky that is not a god but is almost comparable to the gods, and respects the first person in such a long time who is willing to provide himself with experimental materials and believe in his experiments.

So he chose to cooperate, and under the arrangement of the night sky, he silently carried out a fusion experiment on the nightmare of different species in the experimental site called "Edge of Hell".

This is the past of the Eerie Lord, an ordinary person who listened to the whispers of the old days beyond the stars in a moment of utter despair for the world.

As the most special "general" of Huangquan, the biggest difference between him and the rest of the "generals" is that his reason is not awakened by the night sky, or even ...... From the beginning, his sanity was only alienated, and it never disappeared. Because of this, he is not so much affiliated with Huangquan as he is temporarily cooperating with Huangquan.

Blood Signs believed in the night sky, believing that even if the old gods got out of control, the night sky would inevitably be able to solve it, and even most people in Huangquan agreed with the idea of Blood Signs.

It's just that whenever the Eerie Lord of Cold Bones thinks of this thought of blood signs, he starts to laugh from the bottom of his heart. Among so many "generals" and so many strong people in Huangquan, only he clearly knows what the so-called "ultimate weapon" is that has consumed most of the resources on the edge of hell. He revered the night sky, but he was truly fully surrendered to the old days who had pulled him into the darkness and warped ones.

Yogsothoth, Lord of the Old, King of the Endless Void, one of the Three Pillars of God. He is the conqueror of terror, the creator of suffering, the destroyer and the victor of glory! He is the Almighty Lord of the Beginning! Even if his ritual only summons a thought, he firmly believes that this old man who has descended here is also an invincible existence on this small self-enclosed planet.

All things are one, existing in countless dimensions, countless time and space, and even countless universes, witnessing countless ultimate void truths, and even overriding the laws of time and space in the universe. Its essence is indescribable, incomprehensible, absolutely unknowable, incomprehensible, incomprehensible.

"One is ten thousand, ten thousand is one, the future is one, the past is one, all things are one......" he murmured in chaotic language, singing the praises of the greatness of the old days.

The Lord of the Eerie Bones can vaguely perceive a touch of color that can be called "joy" in the chaotic spirit of the One Who All Things Are One. His own owner was very happy, which made him feel a kind of heartfelt joy.

He wondered what was it in that place that attracted this supreme being.

He was looking forward to seeing how desperate the enemy's eyes would be when they saw the horror of the god.

……

At this time, the people who are regarded as the goal of the One of All Things are still discussing their future in a blank and ignorant way.

"So we can start talking about it now—although it's not clear what blocks the way through reality, but if it can be sealed, it will inevitably be torn apart." Xiao Yao hugged Elizabeth, who had been unconscious, and thought and said, "Qi Rui, your strength level is the highest, can you try it?" ”

"Unfortunately, I can't do it yet." Qi Rui shook his head, "I can't find any 'coordinates' that I can focus on, so I can't find any breakthrough at all. I think that the sealing of the other side must have been done by Lamp Shadow Lu Shan, although I can't remember the past, but my perception told me that it was a harbinger of something bad. ”

Xiao Yao sighed: "Alas, in the recent past, it has been related to the light shadow Lu Shan...... None of them are good. If the Lantern Shadow family puts this messing around with the momentum of promoting social development, I estimate that Kolo will be able to achieve almost four modernizations......"