I nodded, "What's next for you?" ”

The Rat King supported the ground with his hands and slowly sat on the ground: "My heart is very chaotic and I can't think normally, so you tell me what to do next." ”

"The next thing you need to do is to be patient, after you go back, you must not attack the pig's head."

"Reason."

"In the event of an accident with the Pighead, the cult will change its plans and either kill you immediately, or all the cultists will withdraw from your gang. Now, I am in the shadows, they are at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, but once the grass is startled, the situation will be reversed. We must completely eradicate this cult in a limited time, but once they are hidden, it will be difficult to find them. ”

"Eradicate them? Do you know what kind of existence the gods they believe in? ”

"You know?"

"Anyone born in Haishi has more or less heard of that thing, and some have even seen it, it is an existence that human beings absolutely cannot contend with, and in front of it, we are just ants."

I find it strange that the cultists think of the King in Yellow as a god, but the Rat King describes him as a "thing."

I asked again, "Have you ever seen it?" ”

The Rat King let out a breath of turbidity and nodded: "Yes, when I was eighteen years old, my uncle was granted a pardon by Haishi, allowing him to leave Haishi and live in the outside world for a year, and when he went to sea, he took me with him. When the ship was about to arrive in the sea of fog, I saw that thing......"

With that, the Rat King hugged his head with both hands and buried his whole face in his knees.

At this time, his mind was a great fear that was completely shrouded in darkness.

I didn't rush him to continue, just stood silently on the sidelines.

After a long time, the Rat King put down his hands, he opened his mouth wide, as if he had been drowning in the water for a long time, and suddenly appeared on the surface of the water to breathe, his eyes widened, and his expression became more and more crazy: "An indescribable evil creature, the aggregate of all evil and darkness in the world, the king in yellow!" ”

I put my hand on the back of his neck and urged a telekinesis to suppress his spiritual platform and dantian to keep him calm.

I kid you not, if I hadn't done it at the time, the Rat King would have gone crazy if he didn't get it right.

The Rat King patted my wrist with his backhand: "I don't know what you did, but thank you, I feel much better." ”

I squatted down and leaned next to the Rat King: "If resisting is a dead end, and not resisting is death, then why not resist." ”

The Rat King smiled, "You are very powerful, maybe even so powerful that even the King of the Yellow and the Deep Sea Whisperer can't do anything to you." If you can keep yourself safe, what about the others? If we rebel against the King of the Yellow Coat, all the inhabitants of Haishi will be sacrificed with blood, maybe in the eyes of you outsiders, they are dirty, vulgar, and shameless, but life is equal, your life, my life, is not worth more than theirs. ”

I pouted: "Have you thought about it, why do the cultists want to assassinate you bosses of the order faction?" ”

"Because the King in Yellow loves chaos and hates order."

"And what will happen to Haishi when you die? It's going to be a complete mess, have you ever wondered, how can those innocent people survive this chaos? Only resistance can bring them a glimmer of life, maybe we will fail, but at least we have tried. ”

The Rat King fell silent.

Now he needs a little time and space.

I got up and walked to the canal, letting the sound of running water beat my thoughts.

To be honest, I am skeptical about the authenticity of the Cthulhu Mythos, after all, this mythological system is derived from it, and it is really untrue, but the sentence that Master wrote in his research notes made me very concerned: "Was it Lovecraft who was influenced by the four heavens and got some kind of strange inspiration to write those shocking works, or did someone with ulterior motives get inspired by the Cthulhu Mythos to make up the concept of the four heavens." ”

In any case, there must be a connection between the two.

And judging from the content recorded in the notes, the illusion brought about by the whispers of the deep sea does have some kind of commonality with the Cthulhu mythos.

At its core, the Cthulhu Mythos is absolute despair and pessimism, and humanity has no chance of winning in the face of those evil gods.

And the desperation shown by the Rat King just now also seems to confirm the strength of the King in Yellow.

I was tempted to ask what the King in Yellow was like, but asking him that question now might be a great irritation.

He couldn't handle any more stimulation.

Just then, I heard the sound of the Rat King getting up on the ground.

I looked back at him, and I saw him take a long breath and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Figured it out?"

"Horizontal and vertical are all death, I choose to resist. And at the moment I don't seem to have any choice but to believe you. Tell me, how can I help you. ”

"I'm going to the Old Town to find out."

"No problem, I'll take you in. However, my sphere of influence is only concentrated at the top of the Old Town, and the real danger lies deeper. ”

"Then go to your place first, and catch the inner ghost around you by the way."

The Rat King nodded with a dull expression.

After that, I discussed it with the Rat King, and he suggested that I enter the Old City during the day tomorrow, because at night, even in his sphere of influence, there is no guarantee of my safety, and I said no, in case the cultists are going to attack you tonight, when I enter the Old City during the day tomorrow, you will already be a corpse.

After much discussion, the Rat King finally agreed to take me into the old city at night.

Since we had spent a lot of time near the gutter, the pig's head was afraid that he would soon be back at the Crystal Bar, so we didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately hid ourselves and returned to the bar as fast as we could.

Thankfully, the pig's head hasn't come back yet.

When the Pig's Head came back with the freshly squeezed juice, the Rat King and I had a few pretended conversations and then broke up, and the Rat King and the Pig's Head left through the back door of the bar, and I went to the lobby to call the little devil and walked out of the bar at the front door.

As soon as he walked out of the bar, the little devil couldn't help but ask, "How did you talk to the Rat King?" How are we going to share it with him? ”

"Seventy-three open."

"This is too unfair, he must think that you are deliberately cheating you from other places, usually five or five."

"Seven of us, three of him."

When the little devil heard this, he immediately stopped.

I looked at him sideways, and he was staring at me with wide eyes, and he didn't believe what I said.

At the moment, I didn't have the time to talk to him too much, so I directly touched out a hiding talisman: "I'll help you hide, you can go back by yourself." ”