"Forget it...... I believe you once. Although I don't believe it at all......"

looked at his little friend, looking inexplicable, but solemn. Although Cyber is alarmed for some reason, it is like encountering the most terrifying thing in the world.

But out of trust in his friend and inexplicable confidence in his own town, he finally accepted Jerry's kindness and reached out to take the old yellow paper charm.

The moment he reached out and took the charred yellow spell paper, Cyber only felt that the place in his hand was extremely slippery for some reason, and there was a sticky squirming feeling.

It was as if he was caressing the fine skin of a reptilian creature, and all kinds of feelings such as rotting, wriggling, and nausea surged through his heart.

The irregular pentagram moved slightly, as if it was mocking, and even more as if it was going to be swept into the endless abyss in an instant, and he would never be able to extricate himself!

"Ah............ What is it...... I don't want it! ”

After all, Cyber is just an ordinary person with no supernatural power at all, although he has heard and seen many extraordinaries talking about it in the Infinity Forum, and knows a little about the strange tasks they are involved in.

He even secretly used his father's god coins to spend, bought various official website videos, live broadcasts, and "extraordinary" exchange groups, claiming to be an "infinite old driver".

But in fact, where has he ever seen such a formation? Under this heartfelt terror throbbing and squirming, it directly made him take more than ten steps back unconsciously.

For a while, it was a great distance from his little friends! And the charred yellow paper printed with the twisted pentagram charm fell to the ground in a slight flutter, and was picked up by Jerry before.

At this moment, Cyber broke free from the suffocation and madness of being strangled by someone's neck, slowly indulging in the cold seawater, and suddenly leaned on the platform not far away, panting for breath.

The whole person's face was suffocated purple and deep, as if he would be suffocated to death in the next moment, but none of this was comparable to the mental agitation he had just experienced.

It felt so real, so real that it seemed like the next moment, he would die as humble as sludge!

"I don't want it...... Jerry... You...... This...... What the hell are you holding in your hands! ”

"Of course, it's the legacy of the legendary "Aztec" god line. Seber, my friend, I've told you several times, haven't you heard me clearly? ”

Jerry's pimple-ridden face was full of bright but sly smiles at the moment, and his eyes were astigmatism that was clear or cloudy at the moment, as if he didn't care about his thoughts, still caressing the stony, scepter-like ...... Crowbar.

It's as if he is still in harmony with the gods who may exist in the dark, constantly listening to His teachings!

Seber's heart suddenly changed, no matter how he looked at his friend, it was a little abnormal. But when he wanted to say something again, Jerry had already casually stuffed the old seal back into his pocket, and it had already been far away.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a far away back in front of Seber's eyes.

"Hey...... What is going on? Although the "Aztec" god system is extremely advocating blood sacrifices and life sacrifices. But many of their gods have been abolished since the arrival of Quetzalcoatl. They are absolutely not so weird!

Isn't this a relic of their gods at all? If you want to say that these are the horrific relics of some evil god, I believe it! Jerry, my God bless ......"

Seber sighed, his communication with his friends today was a complete mess, and there was no way to imagine what was going on.

After thinking about it, Seber didn't say a word, but rushed to the only police station in the small town of Fosala!

……

At night, the small town of Fosala is immersed in a dark orange evening light.

After all, this is just a small town, located in the middle of nowhere, and there is not much heavy industrial support, so there is not so much pleasant nightlife after dark, and everyone falls asleep early.

Originally, Seber had never had insomnia since he was a child, but today's situation is very different. He somehow sneaked into his dream.

No, it would be more accurate to say that it should be a strange and strange "dream" creeping into the depths of his psyche, and he is invaded by a disorganized, illogical nightmare......

Dreams seem to be the depths of the ocean, chaos, nothingness, and more likely a cosmic hell, or even a vast heaven.

As far as Seb's eye could see, there was a majestic city made of huge bricks and tiles, and he didn't know the distance, size, length, or height!

The city is so large that it seems to be able to accommodate endless galaxies and stars, countless terrifying planes that are creeping in chaos.

The walls of the city are covered with moss and soft mud, and every inch of soil is surrounded by some kind of sneaking crisis and great terror.

The gigantic city perched in the extreme depths of the black, endless abyss, where countless pillars towered, and the damp, slippery, mossy depths of the realm, seemed to ...... to his senses There is something extremely terrifying, and there is no direct darkness that is quietly lurking there.

A large stone door, the size of a pyramid, was hidden in the depths of the dark temple, and something like smoke was constantly bursting out of the cage that the ancient gods were trying to create.

I didn't meet the terrifying dark wriggle at all, but I felt that inexplicable temperament, and I thought of such a picture in Sebe's mind......

A body flapping its wings and squirming in confusion was curled up behind the door, and in the eternal black realm, in the void, there was a disgusting voice continuously, like the shrill whispers of countless people.

——Like the sound of songs, like chanting, like the sound of sacrifices, endlessly!

"When it emerges from its deep-sea realm, the tide bows to its will, and the shore flaunts at the sight of its form."

The voice was like a child's chanting, like an old man's whisper, more like the endless stars, the universe, time and space, the slightest snickering after the final madness and fall.

"Sleep soundly at low tide. Devouring ...... at high tide"

In the depths of darkness, behind the ancient door that the gods had sealed tightly, a violent soul dwelt within, roaring incessantly.

"In the mansion of L'Alaye, the sleeping Cthulhu is asleep......"

Unspeakable fear gripped Seber's spirit as if it wanted to merge him together!

In an instant, he was almost gone.

"Squeak—"

The door is about to be opened, and the "Core of Chaos", which is infinitely distorted and has no wisdom, only the purest instinct, is about to wake up from its slumber.

At the thought of this, his face was extremely distorted, and even in a dream, he was covered in cold sweat, and his fear was indescribable.

He closed his eyes and stopped peering into the dark door, and if he continued, he would lose his mind, he would go mad, he would die!

But even when he closed his eyes, the horror of the utter darkness, the deep old madness, was still imprinted in his mind, and the sound of the flute and the drum of madness waved in his ears for a long time, as if to make him fall into the depths of his soul......

"Ahh