The pub is a family business, from the owner to the receptionist, everyone is a family.
And they have the same identity:
Believers.
They have devoutly believed in the Holy Light Werewolf Cult for generations.
Because of this, Lu Li ate his signature dish: a pie made with sweet and sour fruit slices, cheese, minced chicken, and minced pork.
…
The nameless village is surrounded by snow-covered farmland, most of which are single-story and with sparse fences surrounding some of the land for growing crops.
In addition, there are warehouses and livestock sheds built of wood, where pigs, cows, chickens and sheep are raised.
"In the past, caravans occasionally passed by the village and brought some novelties."
After having enough wine and food, the slender priestess took Lu Li on a tour of the land.
"For example, matchlock guns used to resist the erosion of the Cthulhu cult, and advanced cast iron technology."
"Many husbands and fathers died in battles to ensure that their beliefs were not stained. My father had an accident the year before last; my mother could not bear the blow and died of illness."
Lu Li frowned.
This kind of sacrifice based on devout faith really makes the person involved feel uncomfortable. It seems that only by completely eradicating the deep divers who have settled not far away and are operating nearby can they feel better.
"I will take action as soon as possible to let you return to your usual peaceful life."
"Well, there's no problem in moving to a more prosperous place."
To be honest, as the founder of the religion, Lu Li is not as pious as these villagers...
Of course, he accepts offerings and beliefs, and does not need to follow the teachings at all. If he just says a word, he will be regarded as a standard immediately.
the other side.
The scientific research on the ancient church has officially begun, and in the words of Professor William Dyer, it can become the subject of countless high-quality papers.
In this way, the scientific expedition team members fell into madness.
Gift?
Absolutely!
Once you encounter a problem that cannot be solved, you can ask Lu Li, he is the authority!
The rest plan that had been arranged long ago was completely overturned. Everyone enthusiastically observed and examined the church without missing any inch.
The clergy responsible for leading the way were a little at a loss. After all, studying this kind of thing is more or less offensive to believers.
But then I thought that they were all friends of the gods, and this emotion disappeared immediately.
Singer: Lord Yi Mouse.
When William Dell saw this mural, his face couldn't help but twitch. He saw this cute little mouse often, and Lu Li carried it to class every day.
In response, the seven members of the scientific expedition team couldn't help but exclaim, because their other identity is Lu Li, so they often see this cute pet in the classroom who sometimes listens carefully and sometimes falls asleep.
Lord Yishu?
It's so subversive of cognition.
Relatively speaking, Professor Dale was the most surprised because he also saw two acquaintances:
Yang Kai, Mia.
The former was given the title of paladin.
The latter is a twelve-winged holy angel.
Frankly speaking, the professor's impression of Yang Kai was not very positive. He was just an ordinary freshman who had barely stepped into the extraordinary.
I didn't expect him to be so brave in the mural, being able to fight against the giant pure-blooded deep diver elder, which was barely considered a mythical creature.
…
"Feel free to visit."
After leaving a few words, the clergy left the area and went to the quiet prayer room.
It was obvious that these murals were describing that bizarre battle, and Lu Li still could not understand many of the phenomena that occurred in it.
【Dreamman】
Dagon called himself this, but various subsequent signs indicate that it is definitely not what is conventionally understood.
"What's this?"
The archaeological work on the Holy Light Werewolf Cult is still continuing, with researchers observing and interpreting every stone slab attentively.
When they saw Dagon being summoned and the temple erupting with endless light, everyone fell into collective petrification.
I don’t know how much time has passed. A large amount of information is like a stream of particles dyed from a supernova explosion, crashing into the brain. Not only the cochlea, but also vision, smell, touch, and even every cell in the body are experiencing this kind of terror. Information flowed down and was destroyed.
This feeling is incredibly familiar.
Because every member of the Secretariat of China has experienced a strange death, or a member who has escaped from death.
The reason why libraries provide free rationality potions is to avoid this situation.
If someone suddenly breaks in, they will find that they look like crazy people at this moment. Some people have saliva flowing down the corners of their mouths, while others are dancing and singing praises to the great Lord Yishu.
Professor Dell felt that his head was buzzing, but the situation was much better than others, at least he was not drooling or crazy.
Click.
The fanny pack was opened.
The bottled dark green liquid was poured into the mouth, and a cool feeling immediately followed the mouth and spread to all parts of the body, especially the brain, calming all the weirdness in it.
Thanks to the Elixir of Reason…
Exploring a lot of incomprehensible knowledge in his mind, the discomfort came over again. Fortunately, the professor controlled himself in time to cut off his thoughts, thus avoiding further erosion.
He began to treat the students one by one, including three hybrids, who all suffered from varying degrees of madness.
The potion constantly repairs everyone's sanity and brings them back to reality.
"No further exploration is allowed. It involves a taboo."
"That's right, and it's definitely not a simple layered one. Only one third of the mural is visible..."
Lu Li is the Old One?
A ridiculous idea appeared in everyone's mind, and even a rational and knowledgeable person like the professor couldn't help but doubt it.
"Not impossible."
In whispers, as if people had been soaked in water, they left the church and went to the greenhouse to rest.
And Lu Li also has his own place to go.
"How about omelettes and fried bread for breakfast tomorrow?"
"good."
Lu Li nodded. He appreciated the way the priestess communicated, rather than praying to the gods.
Of course, the look in the other person's eyes actually means that he still wants to hang himself on the wall or enshrine him in a church...
"too crazy."
"Meow." The lynx lay on Lu Li skillfully, and the two fell into a deep sleep.
However, any disturbance will wake it up.
…
the next day.
In this season in the far north, you can never expect to see bright sunshine in its natural state.
With the help of his biological clock, Lu Li got up at eight o'clock. After slowly opening his eyes, he began to lick with his spiky tongue.
The lynx, obviously fatter than when first encountered, fawned again in the hope of getting more food.
The sound of sizzling eggs could be heard outside the door. The priestess was busy holding a spatula. From time to time, the sound of pots and bowls clattering could be heard.
"The weather is nice, let's get rid of the Cthulhu heretics in this area."
He opened the curtain and looked out the window.
There is a little bit of fine snow falling in the sky.
