"When I go back, I must blur my senses, Acelia, do you know how difficult it is to teach those empty ghosts to play poker? It's more troublesome than developing a big secret technique by myself..."

While chatting, Rope casually took a newspaper from the paper boy.

Although the newsboy is wondering why the self-talking blind person wants to buy a newspaper, he can honestly shut up any questions for the little golden bean in his palm.

——Speaking less and doing more is the main theme of this era.

‘Ape, I’ve heard your complaint no less than thirty times. ’Acelia was speechless. ‘The empty ghost itself is an extremely chaotic race, you want to let you play poker with you...If it weren’t for your personality to suppress them, the empty ghost would have run away long ago. ’

"Even thirty times you didn't hear what I wanted to say, my dear."

He opened his eyes slightly.

"I just want to say that this unpleasant experience I will doubly apply to the mess that made me take a special trip to the "distant road", so that it will not even have the chance to regret it! "

After achieving the "look of the old god", the eyes that were originally pure as sapphires have undergone a fundamental change. Black occupies the white of the eyes, and the central pupil becomes a reptile-like six diamond shape, full of evil.

The ground that was watched by the demigod "personally" began to corrode and deform in just a few moments, and evil things that did not exist in this world began to grow.

Controlling his anger, Rope closed his eyes again, taking a deep breath of the mud in the air.

"Um... I already smell it..." he said in a low voice.

"In this city, the soul smell of huge order and death...No, hehe, just like his master, that guy's interior has been completely corrupted, and all are madness and hatred eroded by "chaos"... "The Dragon King of Soul Eater" His Highness Berkrug's ability is really convenient. His eyes are covered by mystery and power. Forgetting to dig a substitute is really a gift from your Highness..."

‘...Tsk. ’

Acelia made a dissatisfied voice.

'I had expected that those guys would not be so honest to transform you into a substitute, but I didn't expect that everyone would take part... and Nyarlatotepu's "Chaos" divinity, I remember them all NS! Don't even bother to run away when the main culprit and the accomplice! ’

"Uh... don't be angry, this is a great thing for me."

‘It’s not for me! ’

Acelia said sourly.

In the grand ceremony of "Old God's Appearance", Rope absorbed his substitute. Not only did he naturally possess the abilities of crazy hell, he also inherited the transformation of the evil gods in the depths of the substitute during the "banquet."

In addition, the "Chaos" divinity that eventually erupted in full force, he was crowned as a demigod in less than a year, and his increase speed can be said to be flying upward while sitting on a rocket. The power at this moment They are almost comparable to those old demigods in the multiverse.

"Speaking of Acelia, I always feel that there is something more in my white gospel, but repeated inspections have not found anything unusual..."

Rope frowned and said.

"Is it my illusion?"

To say that the only subtle aspect of this grand ceremony and the absorption of the substitute is that the internal situation of Rope's "White Gospel" makes him a little strange.

It's like eating something that doesn't belong to you.

But neither soul perception nor mental power exploration is abnormal, just like an illusion.

‘How do I know...Maybe Apei has just been officially included in the operation, and I’m not used to it, right? Acelia said uncertainly.

‘I’ll find a time to go in and see it with my own eyes, and I’ll be clear about everything. ’

"Too."

It's really not something worthy of his attention.

Just like the gods in the clouds don't care about the ants under their feet, this kind of nuances of the portable space, except for Rope's obsessive-compulsive disorder, which cares too much about himself, few existences can notice.

After the conversation, the black-haired young man took the newspaper in one hand and started again.

The smell of priests of death is everywhere in this city, and a few places are particularly rich.

But this time, Rope couldn't rely on his own strength to squeeze straight over as usual.

As the same person, the veteran demigod who has lived for many years, the true lair of the priest of the dead must be dangerous even for him now.

Not only that, Rope’s most important purpose is to prevent the "Lord of the Dead" Azakaron from coming. The ritual that costs the life of a demigod must also be understood. If the priest of the death is killed, the ritual is still successful. If it started, he undoubtedly did useless work.

Of course, it's not all cordless.

The thoughts in his mind were in sync with the headline that swept his eyes to the corner of the newspaper, and the corner of Rope's mouth was slightly tilted.

"Sure enough, I still have to start with you, my future friend...no, or maybe some Iss..."

"Professor Wingate's bizarre amnesia? Revealing the college cursed by the devil!"

Note 1:

Miskatonic University is a fictional university in the Rock’s orthodox Cthulhu mythology, and it seems that there are many powerful investigators. And I heard that the library of this university can always find any taboo books, including the book of the necromancer, the text of Laley, the ghoul, the secret of the worm, the book of Ibonne, the book of Decian...

I have no idea, I just think the principal of this school is really awesome.

Chapter 98—The Surprise of the Great Race of Isth

Compared with other famous cities in the United States of this era, Haverhill has a small area at all. After all, its permanent population is only between 50,000 and 70,000.

Simple and divided urban areas, office buildings, commercial streets, spacious avenues linking suburban farms and factories, and a cluster of single-family villas densely lined around the urban area make up the entire industrial city. Even if you are a newcomer, as long as you understand English, there is no possibility of getting lost.

Rope could clearly "smell" the ancient taste of Isman with impurities.

This great Buddhist race that can travel time autonomously. They are not keen on power and killing, but are only interested in the knowledge of other races. After countless exchanges, the chaotic soul is already a symbol of the Iss.

They are happy about it.

Standing in front of a dark and old villa, Rope gently brushed away the dust accumulated on the doorplate, and the words "Pisley" came into view.

——Wingate Peasley.

The most important ally who will provide Rope with key information in the future is also the SCP Foundation executive who will be fruitful in the future.

But now in 1913, he has not returned from the holy city of Ith, but he is just a great race of Ith with a human body.

The black-haired youth is not here to speed up Wingate's "home" process.

He was looking for this Yisi.

In the future, the knowledge Wingate brings to him will be obtained from Iss. This also proves that these great races must know more details about the "Lord of the Dead" Azakaron and the priests of the dead, and obtaining these will undoubtedly dissipate the fog of this "hunting".

Rope reached out and knocked on the door of Pisri's house.

Because of the anomaly that Wingate showed after being occupied by Ess, his wife and son had long since left the house due to a sense of fear, and only "Wingate Pisri" existed in this room.

It saves a lot of things.