"No." The girl shook her head.

She has read a lot of books in her spare time, and she is also interested in history, but she has never heard of any country with the title of "Cthulhu Myth."

The gloomy, unknown feeling.

"Really. The story I'm telling may be a bit long. Just listen to the fairy tale. Makise, please sit down."

"Uh...thank you."

Although the girl wondered what the fairy tale might have to do with the time machine, she had to listen to what her boss said.

She put the materials in her hand on the table, pulled a swivel chair back and sat in front of Rope, looking curious about the baby.

"Where to start... well, just start here."

Luo Pei snapped his fingers, and a picture like a projector appeared between the two.

The starry sky is mirrored above, countless strange and magnificent stars, and huge clusters of stars, showing the boundless beauty of the universe.

Suddenly, in the empty universe, two powers that said the colors appeared, and Makise Kurisu felt dizzy just by looking at it.

-Things that mortals cannot understand.

"At the beginning of the universe, two powers were above all things. One is "chaos", which symbolizes the chaos before birth, and the other is "order", which symbolizes balance and protection. "

In the projection, the two forces are more clear.

"After an unsearchable long time, countless spirits were born from both forces. It is the supreme and noble existence, and people and mortals call it "gods" with respect and fear. As you understand it, Gods are detached ones who can perform miracles and rule the rules. Like the yin and yang of Taoism, the duality of Zoroastrianism, the gods born from the two incompatible forces of "chaos" and "order", because of essential conflicts, they have launched countless wars that lasted for thousands of years, and the flames of war spread to In every ancient world. "

The power became an entity. On both sides of the universe, there were fuzzy human figures with sublime rays of light on one side—because Rope didn't know what other ancient gods looked like except "winged light" Nutz.

On the other side are the horrible alien gods who look terrifying—the old rulers.

"It has nothing to do with the ridiculous evil. Because of the chaotic nature, the chaotic beloved sons can't form a strength like the gods of order. They naturally failed and were sealed in the corner of the universe. The **** of order has taken over the rule of the multiverse, formulating various rules to balance the universe."

Ignoring Arcelia's complaint, Rope continued.

"This is the background of our universe. Although mankind worships science, we continue to survive in a mythical universe."

The black-haired young man glanced at the brown-red haired girl who had something to say.

"Don't rush to express different opinions, wait for me to finish."

"...Okay." Makise Hong Lisu withdrew her hand in embarrassment.

It is really difficult for a scientific researcher to agree with the mythological universe.

"War is the cause and the result. The powers of "chaos" and "order" are almost the same. No, even "chaos" should override them. So in the middle of the war, there is a powerful **** of order. Defeated. "Rope said.

"It is the second son of "Order" most beloved, the ancient **** in charge of death-"Lord of Death" Azakaron. "

"Not only did they preach the glory of victory, the evil gods also used it as waste, dividing Azakaron's corpse into five parts, corrupting its spirit, and turning it into an enemy of comrades who once stood on the same front. The powerful power of its five evil creatures It caused considerable trouble to the gods of order for a while. The dead strong and demigods crawled out of every world, swaying their power to bring disaster and chaos... The corrupted Azakaron was completely degenerate and disappeared. Glory back then."

"Finally, Azakaron's behavior alarmed the God of Order who was entangled in another battlefield. Its old friend "The God of Abyss" Norden barely escaped from the quagmire of the war, and sadly exiled those who had committed crimes that they did not intend to commit. Azakaron, sealed him out of the multiverse, imposing the punishment of wandering forever. "

"Long years. Maybe even some new gods of order have forgotten Azakaron's name so far, but a group of people keep it in mind."

"Humans, snakes, elves, elemental creatures... The former believers of Azakaron, they passed on from generation to generation, and they continued to sing the honor of the ancient **** of death. Even if they are corrupted into evil gods, even if their gods are not in the multiverse Among them, the believers are still unwilling to give up."

""Our **** abandoned us, but we did not abandon our god"-this is the most common words of Azakaron's "priests of the dead". "

"They worship Azakaron uninterruptedly, and hope that one day their **** can return, lead them with a radiant crown, and regain the glory of ancient times."

After learning about his enemy from Wingate, Rope added to the knowledge of Azakaron and the priest of death in various banned books, and he also understood the history of these lingering guys.

——Unexpected sadness.

Chapter 50 "The Savior" Rope

Makise Kurisu listened intently, and it took a long time to make a comment.

"What a sad story..."

The fallen and departed gods, believers who stick to their faith. Whether Makise Kurisu believes it or not, this is a tragic story, especially the phrase "passed from generation to generation." The girl almost smelled the sense of historical desolation.

Young is always easy to be moved, and so is Makise Kurisu.

"Is it?"

Rope smiled sarcastically.

"You won't feel pitiful for them anymore."

"Imagination out of thin air will not create miracles. Even if you kneel and die in front of Azakaron's idol, the owner will not return. The priests of the dead know this very well. Since Azakaron was banished, their efforts have been made. There are countless, and some even deviate from the teachings of Azakaron, and make other creatures die in large and unnatural forms-the **** of death must draw power from death."

"what do you mean……?"

"massacre."

Rope's smile turned cold.

"Plague, to instigate war, or some powerful dead priests personally take action to exterminate a world, the followers of Azakaron are as crazy as their masters. They create murders and hold grand sacrifices of death, thinking Let Azakaron gain power from these deaths and return to this universe."

"But they failed unexpectedly."

"The "God of the Abyss" Norden's seal is so powerful that it almost cuts off all the roads that can allow Azakaron to return to this multiverse. At that time, the **** of magic knew very well how terrible it would be for a corrupted ancient **** to return in the peaceful scene of defeating the evil **** in the future and all things returning to the place of order. "

This is what Rope thought clearly in his free time studying divinity.

"Lord of the Dead" Azakaron was killed by "All Things One" Yogg Sotos, and his body was corrupted by "Chaos" Nyaratotip. It can be said to have a high ancient **** personality. Dominator of the past.

As long as Azakaron returns to the inside of the world, its power, not to mention the ancient gods, is definitely enough for the mortals of the world to drink a pot. When most of the world is caught in the fire of chaos, the spread of "chaos" will loosen the seal of the old rulers a little bit, letting the evil divine power leak more, and at the same time the extinct seeds of chaos will also come from the corner. Climb out to breathe.

Next, it was time for the happy ancient gods to extinguish their headaches everywhere.

Ugh? Why does Azakaron seem to be his own...

Rope threw out the thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind. No matter what kind of situation Azhakaron might bring to the evil gods, his trial in this world is to stop it, so he has to stop Azhakaron and fail. After the fate is gone, everything is over.

"Mr. Rope, what then?"

Makise Kurisu seemed to be completely attracted by the story and asked urgingly.

There may be a lot of more exaggerated stories on the Internet, but a handsome inhuman person dictates that there is only one in front of him, and there is no shop when passing by this village.

Moreover, unlike boring scientific knowledge, it is really interesting.

"Then? Ha..." Rope shook his head.