The middle-aged shopkeeper wiped his nose and looked around blankly. He seemed to have seen a flying insect just now, but it didn't last long. Where did you get the bugs? The middle-aged shopkeeper tightened the package behind him, which contained the summons he had been accumulating for a while.

It's not a black market deal, right?

The middle-aged shopkeeper remembered a rumor he had heard occasionally that the owner of the black market was the lord of the city, and that the city lord's family was engaged in an inheritance struggle and that the black market might be affected. Thinking of this, the middle-aged shopkeeper wanted to pull out a model bird from his pocket. He reached in and realized that the Bird Summoner had been corrupted by a previous mistake.

What happened to the middle-aged shopkeeper thought, but his memory has long been blurred. The middle-aged shopkeeper continued to run along the path, and Ouyang Dao came out after him. He stared back at the middle-aged shopkeeper with a strange expression on his face.

Previously, he bought bugs to work as a scout on the black market, and then used them as a spy after being chased away by the black market manager.

The black market was managed by a system, and the vendors were cleared after half an hour, and Ouyang Dao waited in the alley for a while before getting a reminder from his lineage. It wasn't until Ouyang Dao caught up with the middle-aged shopkeeper that Ouyang Dao realized that something was wrong.

The middle-aged shopkeeper walks too fast and has already exceeded the limits of ordinary people, even faster than ordinary professionals. Ouyang Dao didn't feel anything when he tracked down, but when he caught up with the store manager, Ouyang Dao realized that the bugs he was tracking had died in a dozen.

The insects bathed in Ouyang Dao's blood were indeed stronger than ordinary pests, but they were still small insects in nature, and they would be crushed on buildings and eaten by birds.

For these little insects, flying with a middle-aged shopkeeper at a much higher speed than normal is a life-or-death journey. Ouyang Dao had now caught up with the shopkeeper, except for a few insects left on the middle-aged shopkeeper, Ouyang Dao had already driven away all the other insects, although it was not very good, he didn't have to send them to death.

Letting go of the bugs, Ouyang Dao continued to track down the middle-aged shopkeeper, a black marketeer, who seemed to have forgotten what caution was and ran regardless of the surprise of the ordinary people around him. The more Ouyang Dao looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Has he been found?

But Snowden didn't, and with his strength and speed, he would be wary as soon as the shopkeeper spotted him. Ouyang Dao could only attribute the reason for the shopkeeper's panic to the fact that he had been warned in advance. Ouyang Dao smiled and put the question behind him.

The shopkeeper realizes that he doesn't mind being a robber. The shopkeeper ran ahead of him, Ouyang Dao followed behind him, and they ran half a block. Finally, the shopkeeper stopped in front of a slum. He seemed to suddenly realize that his actions were very inappropriate, flashed into a dark corner with alarming speed, reoriented himself, and jumped out from behind as if he were walking on the street.

Ouyang Dao stopped, climbed to the side of the roof, and squatted in the backlight so as not to be seen getting too close, but he didn't seem to have anything to worry about, they just stopped showing their abnormality. Ouyang Dao's eyes were small, and the slums were full of little people coming and going.

The streets are sparsely populated, and homeless people sleep on either side. But in front of Ouyang Dao, the slums seem to have changed, not only because of the scarcity of homeless, but also because of the disappearance of the street urchins, who often roam the streets at night, as if to maintain law and order, although the streets are a little dilapidated, but the flow of people in and out is no less than some shopping streets. Ouyang Dao looked at the middle-aged shopkeeper out of the corner of his eye, but his eyes kept staring at the strange resident.

Now the streets are full of merchants, nobles, commoners, if not the most ordinary hunters. Ouyang Dao wondered if the handwriting on the map was wrong. What a slum everywhere, there can be such a flow of people at night, it is clearly the most luxurious shopping street.

It's just a reminder of the shattered streets and dilapidated buildings that make it so dark. The middle-aged shopkeeper finally stopped in front of a store. Ouyang Dao stood at the door and did not follow him.

As soon as he approached the store, he glanced around a few times and saw that there seemed to be some hidden problem with the small shop. This isn't a dream potion, right? Ouyang Dao hid in a corner, suspicious of the shop's business. The elixir of life is a medicine that gives people the freedom to control their dreams.

It is said that all wishes can be fulfilled in dreams, and when they wake up, they are forgotten. They will only remember that they had a beautiful dream. The effect seemed very good, and the elixir was very popular when it first appeared, but soon, the side effects of the elixir also appeared.

Professionals who use elixirs of life, apparently, feel that their powers are out of control, while ordinary people get depressed and I can't concentrate during the day. In the end, the potion was mothballed, no one was allowed to sell it, and no one knew the exact method, except that there might be something great inside.

Although dream therapy had been officially banned, it was still spreading in the underground world, and more variants had appeared, and Ouyang Dao only vaguely knew that someone from the Dragon's Blood Society had told him about the first banned medicine. Ouyang Dao refused the deal without thinking, his memories of his past life constantly reminded him that humans could do terrible things for a moment of happiness, and this kind of thing could be related to an evil god, and Ouyang Dao would never do it. If this is the Dream Cure Pharmacy, it explains everything here.

Ouyang Dao hid his body form, carefully avoided the surveillance line around the store, turned over and jumped in, and looked around at the houses. If this was what he thought, then there was a lot of ill-gotten wealth out there, a power that could be used to make a dream potion, and there must be some kind of special substance inside, right? And Ouyang Dao was not afraid of being discovered, or better yet, he could get away with it.

Ouyang Dao bypassed the alarm system in the house and jumped in the air with great force, carrying the breath of the spirit world as a stepping stone, successfully flying in the air without falling, no less than the legend of stepping on his right foot with his left foot. Finally, Willow lay on top of the most heavily guarded house nearby, listening to the voices coming from below.

"How's the plan? It didn't work out, did it? ”

"Although the opportunity to enter the black market came later, it didn't work out, but it's not clear when and where Amos entered the black market, so it's hard to stumble up" "Don't give up, don't give up, as long as you solve the biggest problem, the whole city is ours"

"Yes, all for the Lord! On the roof, Ouyang Dao pursed his lips, thinking that there was some secret, but it was just a group of suspicious believers. However, the next sound came from the house, and it was Ouyang Daohai who stood up!

"Thank you, Lord, for giving us life, all souls to go to Azathoth! Ouyang had to stand up, and the name that came from below was one that shouldn't have appeared: Azathoth.

Azatos is the lord of the Cthulhu Mythos, the core of the evil god, and is only the supreme god of the Cthulhu Mythos, a name that only Ouyang Dao knows, and he is the only outsider who knows the Cthulhu Mythos. Ouyang Dao's back was soaked with sweat all of a sudden, this name may appear in many places, many places are very high, and many of them are what Ouyang Dao does not want to see.

Losing control of his profession was a secret that Ouyang Dao didn't want to know, because he was afraid, afraid that losing control of his profession would expose what he didn't want the most, which made him think that it had something to do with whether he was really hiding in the Liye Continent. In the Cthulhu Mythos, humans are not in a good condition.

Ouyang Dao stood up violently, he had nothing to hide at such a time, he must have known how the people below would know this name, was it a coincidence? or the last thing he wanted to think about. If this is the world shaped by the gods of the ancient Cthulhu mythology, then Ouyang Dao must make a choice and prepare.

"What a man! Ouyang Dao stood up and demonstrated to the crowd below. A professional rushed out of the house and saw Ouyang Dao on the roof, his face suddenly changed. "Someone breaks in, assemble, don't let him run! ”

"Run, don't worry, I won't go! Ouyang Dao snorted coldly and jumped down from the roof, his infinite power blooming in his arms, and in the fear of the heretics below, Ouyang Dao smashed the ground with a hammer, tearing the earth to pieces inch by inch, blasting the rocks and the earth to pieces, like flowers. In a matter of moments, the surrounding kilometers of earth bloomed like lotus flowers, and the earth and stones as high as mountains were all wrapped in it, directly pulling out a city.

In the mountain-sized lotus, Ouyang Dao's face was serious, Yato Detaman's unrestrained energy, the air twisted into the shape of a dragon, roaring, and the whole world trembled, as if a devil had descended on this world.

In this momentum, all the people were surrounded by fear, their hearts were beating violently, their noses were tearing uncontrollably, tears mocked their sight, and in fear, they could only remember in the momentum of Ouyang Dao outside, so scared that they couldn't even concentrate their pupils.

"Where are your leaders? Ouyang Dao lowered his voice. The evil spirits in his blood were released without fear. Anyone who came close to him would be assimilated in less than a second, seemingly out of nowhere, and countless substances appeared in their bloodstream, rapidly transforming into twisted pieces of flesh and tiny tentacles that expanded around their bodies. Ouyang Dao exhaled a third breath, within ten meters of him, there was nothing that could be called a human.

"The chief is in God's house! "The first person to succumb to the pressure was born, and when Ouyang Dao's eyes moved, a tentacle from the void grabbed him, and a drop of black liquid dripped from the tentacle into the eye socket.

The blood energy exploded, and the captured professional instantly turned into a demon muscle, except for the head that was grabbed by the tentacles, the rest of the body turned into entangled bright red flesh. After just a few breaths, the current professional was rushed into a fool Ouyang Dao, except for the memory, what was left was a pool of walking dead. "When did you dedicate this god to me? "What God? I only know that Lord Azathoth is the Lord of all souls, and all other gods are false gods! ”

Ouyang Dao glared and said, "This Azatos, what is his main duty? ”

"He was the god of gods, the world was opened, and heaven and earth were thrown into chaos," said the worker, who didn't realize he had become a fool. Ouyang Dao listened, but didn't hear what he was most afraid of. However, at this moment, he was caught by the occupier and suddenly vomited, and his body began to convulse unconsciously, Ouyang Dao's eyes froze suddenly, and the head of the occupier was shattered.

Underneath the skull, there is no longer a familiar brain, but a tentacle insect the size of a pigeon, with no eyelids, segmented tendrils writhing irregularly, ten legs covered with glowing black tentacles, the lower part of the body folded, and its almost circular wings with triangular scales!

Ouyang Dao tried to suppress his voice, but nervousness and anger let out a strange roar from his mouth! In the Cthulhu Mythos, they are the only people who believe in Azathos, and although the original name of this god is a coincidence, it is almost entirely a mythical image of the Zerg.

In this small town called Kenworth, there is a cult of Azatos! Ouyang Dao's eyes became dull, and he used the power he exuded to drive the monster he created.

"Grab all the living creatures in the vicinity and don't let any living people leave!!"

"Roar! The twisted monsters roared, muscles and spikes bulging, and they ran on all fours, touching rocks with their sharp yellow claws and leaping 10 meters with their curled hind legs. Ouyang Dao looked at it to make sure nothing had gone wrong, then summoned the energy of the spirit realm and got up and flew over the Lotus Peak.

He was very noisy this time. We need to explain to the outside world that Ouyang Dao flew over the earth and the stone lotus, and at the edge of the city cut by the lotus, a man stood beside him with a huge sword, as if facing a big enemy, "Did your lord do this with the Violet Kingdom in mind?" ”

The man with the big sword said, Ouyang Dao looked at him coldly and did not answer his question, there is a cult raging here. This is an emergency. Please cooperate with me to block all entrances and exits immediately.

The middle-aged man's face changed, but looking at the city that was separated by Ouyang Dao, the middle-aged man did not easily believe Ouyang Dao's words, "Cult, please show me detailed evidence, don't mislead us until you have conclusive evidence." ”

Ouyang Dao sneered and said, no matter how ugly the faces of those people below are, I will give you three minutes, within three minutes, if I can't see the gate completely closed, I will do it myself, "Your Excellency's request, I, Amos, can't agree! Even for a cult, this is too much!" Behind Ouyang Dao, a master skydiver jumped out and screamed, his face contorted with fear and slipped out of the bloodstained wound.

At the sight of Amos, the pagan who had previously attacked Amos screamed, "Help me, Lord Amos."