Deep in the mountains.

Richard Pickman walked alone into the depths along the long underground passage.

The cave was damp, rugged, shrouded in darkness with no fingers visible, and a faint smell of rancidity, but it filled Pickman's heart with affection and nostalgia.

New York, Boston, Arkham, Denwich: Whether it's the underground waterways crisscrossing the hustle and bustle of the city or the bottomless natural caverns in the silent mountain villages, the base of the Skeleton Eaters fills every corner of the world with the same smell.

At that time, he was still an ordinary painter. His lineage allowed him to explore and get close to the ghouls of his homeland, eventually becoming a member of the Skeleton Eaters.

In the abandoned cemetery, above the wasteland of dreams, the dwelling of the Zombie Eaters has a cave, hiding treasures unimaginable to humans. For a while, Pickman lived in a dreamland and couldn't even speak English, but his encounter with his human friend Randolph Carter gave him a renewed interest in human society.

With the magic of learning knowledge from the corpses of intelligent beings, Richard Pickman returns to human society. He believes that the Skeleton Eaters should have a wider living space, instead of holding all the knowledge of the planet that has passed, and live a lonely and lonely life in the darkness forever.

The priests of the god of the Hideout were focused on the eons of watch. Richard Pickman eventually became their undesirable and had to join forces with Mr. Shani of the Shogoths.

"Familiar taste." There was silence in the underground passageway, and Pickman muttered to himself. biquge.biz

In this era, he has not yet been on the blacklist of the hiding place. This means that you can also use the Eaters' passages, and even request support.

Suddenly—

"It's you." Pickman's red eyes narrowed. A smile crossed his face.

For a moment, he was genuinely afraid that the people of Tunwich had suffered the same fate as Arkham.

However, when he saw the purple-robed elder wearing a silver mask and more than a dozen followers, he was immediately relieved.

"It's me." He opened his hand.

The clansman standing on the opposite side did not speak. The purple-robed priest at the head was covered in a delicate mask, and no expression could be seen, and the other ghouls who were hunched up glared at Pickman with their dark red eyes, as if it was not their companion standing there, but an invading uninvited guest.

"What's wrong? It's me. ”

Pickman felt that something was wrong, and even the air in the underground tunnels seemed to be a little colder than usual.

The priest whispered something in the dreamlike language of Pans.

[Pickman listens to the 96/95 test and fails]

[Pickman Psychology Test 44/85 Success]

Pickman didn't hear what incantation he was chanting—but he felt the hostility of the priests and his kindred.

"Do you mean ......?"

It's too late to escape. Pickman raised his arm to cast a spell, but it was too late......

The summoning ritual had progressed to its final stages before Pickman's arrival. By eating the corpses of their dead kind, the Dunwich countryside was already filled with the silent magic of ghouls, and when Pickman arrived, the High Priest had completed the final step of the "Mordician Divine Magic".

"Thanks to the future traveler." The high priest couldn't help but feel the shadow of Chen Qiang in his heart.

……

Chen Qiang brought Bai Shaobao from the future to the 20th century, and he didn't just carry banknotes and other materials that were useful for traveling.

Through Uncle Xu, a ghoul employee, as an intermediary, Chen Qiang obtained a bone "oracle" engraved with Pans script from the future god of the hiding place.

Leave the race, deprive innocent humans of their lives, and steal the knowledge of the ancient ones through the secretary of the tribe for their own use.

The 20th-century Skeleton Eaters hadn't yet begun to hunt down Pickman, but the message from the future was enough to get them to take it seriously......

Although Chen Qiang's use of "super acceleration" to send letters is a bit embarrassing - but in terms of concealing people's eyes, this trick is unsurpassed.

That's right......

The Skeleton Eaters will not punish Pickman for betraying the rules of the Nation in the Future, but they will not let him escape punishment in the past just because he has committed a crime in the past.

Pickman didn't know about Chen Qiang's secret contact, but he fell into the net.

According to the High Priest, the god of the just vault is unlikely to sentence Pickman to death by virtue of his past contributions to the community, and at the last moment for the sake of the community—after all, Mordicchian, the god of the vault, is a "mild" god by the standards of intelligent beings.

Chen Qiang is also satisfied with the result - in any case, Pickman also helped himself when dealing with Watley Jr.

……

Pickman resisted, but the ancient deity was far beyond imagination.

The ghouls who worship Nyaratotip despise the ancient tribes that follow Mordicgian, who in their view, like the other lesser gods who inhabit the dreamscape, are barely able to occupy the godhood by the protection of the "Chaos of Ambush".

Only Morkidian's most devout followers believe it......

At the end of the universe, Morkidian, the embodiment of the concept of "corpses", will devour the decaying shells of the lesser gods, and eventually, along with the other giants, engulf the long-dead world.

Is it an outer god that belongs to the "future"? Or a particularly powerful Old Dominator? Nobody knows.

The lonely god with the corpses is forever quietly watching the planet and the universe to perish: it just follows the cold laws of nature and waits for the end to come.

"Nope."

Pickman struggled. The shadow beneath his feet, or rather, the darkness of the entire tunnel came alive.

It's like the darkness itself.

With a peculiar sense of dazzle, "Mordicgian" fills the space with a bone-chilling cold that is completely like death and emptiness. It was instantaneous, spinning and whirling, as if filled with a vortex of dark primeval energy, jumping and stretching, completely enveloping Richard Pickman.

Unable to resist, all magic was a joke at the moment: the will of the ancient god penetrated his soul.

[Pickman Clear Value Verification 1D10/1D100]

[Verification 12/88 successful, current clear 80]

Despite being in the most terrible darkness among the gods, Pickman unbelievably saw swirls of color glowing with dim iridescent colors emerge before his eyes, like the five-color spectrum of a gloomy sun, and a fiery sound whispered in his ears.

Pickman smiled.

Just as he chose to become a ghoul and was spurned by human society, now, he has to pay for his choice.

"Wander forever in the endless wasteland." The Elder, however, had already understood the final fate of the god of the Hideout for Pickman—the eternal exile from the Cold Plains.

……

Chen Qiang and his party braved the rain to rush back to Dunwich. The sound of explosions in the middle of the night terrified the villagers, and even the bravest closed their doors.

And the system's prompt sounded at this time.

[Mission: Stop Mcissha, the Tyndaros Overlord, completed]

[Mission: Complete the commission of Mordigian, the god of the hiding place, completed]

*****

After discussing with the doctor and his family, I decided to dig as few new holes as possible and lead the book to the end as soon as possible.

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