"It's okay, you can go about your business first." Nyarlathotep said with a hearty smile on his face: "Don't worry about us, after all, it's still some time before the orchestra starts playing."
"They are..." After hearing this, everyone looked at Naia curiously. However, just looking at it this way, it was a bad thing. After all, these people Naia brought were not human beings at all.
When they saw the almost indescribable absurd entities behind Naiya that seemed to transcend logic and cognition, everyone felt a splitting headache at the same time.
All their senses were distorted and confused at this moment. The floor is singing. The fingers also danced.
Their hearts were filled with a kind of restlessness, as if everything around them had lost its boundaries, and reality began to become unbearable, like a howling rotten mud, making people sick to the point of almost madness.
The mages of Karma Taj lost themselves the first time. Most of them fell to the ground and began to scream, squirm, crawl, and utter inhuman murmurs of profanity.
And even the Avengers who are extremely determined. At this moment, my brain also felt a twinge of pain.
"Don't... don't look at them!" Fortunately, at this moment, Mantis, the most sensitive person here, suddenly spoke to remind everyone.
She closed her eyes tightly and buried her head in her knees to defend herself: "Don't look at them! They will go crazy! They are... Fang Mo's kind!" However, they were different from others.
Fang Mo didn't feel any discomfort at this moment.
"Damn it, Naiya, did you bring the entire orchestra of President A here?" Fang Mo was obviously a little surprised when he saw the large group of foreign gods behind Nyarlathotep. He complained: "No one is here to help your A always blow the trumpet. Is she awake?"
"Don't worry, there are many unknown performers in the temple that transcends all universes and time and space." Nyarlathotep smiled when he heard this: "I brought only a small part this time, of course. Yes, most of them are just curious about you."
"What? Are you curious about me?" Fang Mo was stunned.
"That's right." The person who spoke was not Nyarlathotep, but from the other side. Fang Mo turned around and saw that it was a burning green gaseous flame. At this moment, it was like a spiral flame column composed of smoke and light, floating there quietly. As for the sound... okay, then Not even sound, but a form of communication that transcends the five senses.
"Naiya said he met a new outer god, so we wanted to come and take a look." This green beam of light was communicating with Fang Mo in an unknown way: "I didn't believe Naiya at first. That’s what you said, but now you really look like a new-born outer god.”
"This is Tulzicha." The other party had just finished speaking, and Nyarlathotep also introduced him at the right time: "He is the ultimate ruler of the energy originating from the universe. Of course, at the same time Also a good dancer.”
"Um...Hello." Fang Mo touched his head when he heard this. He didn't expect that these foreign gods were all coming for him.
"Is this your incarnation?" After hearing Fang Mo's words, Turzicha here also asked.
Although she was just a green-white gaseous flame, she could sense everything around her. She observed Fang Mo carefully, and then said strangely: "Hmm... But why are your two incarnations like this?" Appearing here at the same time?”
"Two avatars?" Fang Mo was stunned, then turned to look at his partner beside him. It was also the first time that the other party saw a foreign god of the Ke type, and she was looking at the other party with a curious expression. However, probably because of MC's protection, she also did not fall into madness.
"She is my daughter...ahem, well, this is my wife, and she is also my girlfriend." After thinking about it, Fang Mo explained.
But after that, he secretly glanced at the little demon, but the latter just glanced at him and surprisingly didn't say anything in reply.
"Is it just a volume?" However, at this moment, another alien god suddenly spoke: "No, I think it is obviously another incarnation of you." The appearance of this alien god was also very strange. It looks like a ball of gray-brown slime, vaguely showing a human shape, but the whole thing is constantly decomposing and reconstructing.
Of course, this is not a situation of melting and regenerating, but something even weirder and bizarre... It's as if there are countless complete and damaged frames that are constantly flashing and alternating, which makes her body look chaotic. And a feeling of collapse.
"Oh, this is Kayah Ka'alhe." Upon seeing this, Nyarlathotep introduced him to Fang Mo again: "This guy can dance as well as Tulzicha. My boss likes it. .”
"So why did he use his incarnation to combine with himself?" At this point, an unclear pale white outer god spoke. Her voice was sharp and monotonous, and just hearing it made people feel sick: "What if? If you really want to give birth to a few children, can't you go to Shub? Or other outside gods."
"No, I..." Fang Mo immediately raised his forehead when he heard this. But before he could open his mouth to explain something, Nyarlathotep who was next to him seemed to notice the little demon, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something: "Huh? She is..."
"I belong to Juan." Fang Mo reiterated again, then gave Nyarlathotep an annoyed look and said, "Isn't this what you said before? Lovers will eventually become Juan, now Okay, it’s so damn good..."
"You..." What Fang Mo didn't expect was that Nyarlathotep touched his chin thoughtfully and looked back and forth at the little demon: "That's not right, she is not your Juan. Come on, this state is too weird... take another look."
"...Why is Obama so weird?" Xiaoyao frowned upon seeing this. She seemed a little uncomfortable with being watched by so many people.
But soon, Nyarlathotep here seemed to understand something, and nodded suddenly: "Oh, I see... I didn't expect you to be able to perform such an operation."
"Ah?" Fang Mo was stunned when he heard this: "What did you say?"
"Haha, it's nothing." Nyarlathotep laughed directly after hearing this, and then he waved his hand, as if he didn't intend to explain anything: "She must have been very delicious at the time. This was really interesting. Sure enough, You are a guy who really doesn’t play by the rules, and I like being your friend more and more.”
"No, can you please stop saying this..."
"I'm sorry to bother you all." Fang Mo was about to speak when another voice suddenly rang.
Fang Mo turned around and saw that the person coming was Doctor Strange. At this moment, his whole body was flashing with orange light, and it seemed that he had used some kind of protective magic to resist the unconscious mental pollution of the outer gods. He said with a serious face: "This is the funeral of the former Supreme Mage, the Ancient One. Martaj does not welcome your arrival.”
"Oh, don't be like this." Nyarlathotep said with a smile when he heard this: "Your Excellency, Nyarlathotep, I have rarely admired anyone in my life, but I only respect For those humans who dare to fight against evil gods, please give me some face and let me attend her funeral."
"Then please stop your indiscriminate mental attacks." Dr. Strange frowned upon hearing this.
"Okay, okay, no problem." Nyarlathotep readily agreed to the other party's request, and then turned back to the other outer gods and said, "Did you hear that? Everyone, please calm down a little." As one of the Three Pillars of God.
Fu Xing Zhi Chaos words are still very useful. When the other outer gods heard this, they immediately restrained their aura.
It's just that they are the oldest and most powerful existences in the Ke system. They are the invisible orchestra playing for Azathos in the Chaos King's Court, and it is impossible for their own aura to be completely condensed.
Even if they only used avatars when they came here. The mental pollution from Chaos is enough to make people go insane instantly.
However, after taking the initiative to restrain his aura, Strange also took the initiative and used a large amount of magical energy to create a barrier that covered everyone present, allowing them to barely resist this transcendence. The ultimate fear of logic.
"Huh..." After seeing that his magic was successful, Strange reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, okay, the first seven days will continue as normal." When Fang Mo saw this, he clapped his hands directly and shouted to the people around him: "Everyone, hurry up and burn incense for Gu Yi, we will bury him soon." The coffin is here, don’t miss the auspicious moment.”
"..." After listening to Fang Mo's statement, everyone was obviously speechless. But after all, it was someone else's funeral, and they couldn't say much, so they walked up one by one and burned paper, lit incense and so on according to the rules.
It was just when everyone was offering incense and worshiping. Fang Mo took out two black men made of paper from nowhere, and then walked towards the brazier with the two black men.
"Wait a minute..." Nick Fury immediately stopped him when he saw this, then pointed at the paper man in his hand and asked, "What does this mean?" The paper man in Fang Mo's hand They are very realistic, their facial features are very expressive, and they also have braids. And the most amazing thing is... they even have things that normal men should have. Although they are from Zhihu, they are exceptionally lifelike, Fang Mo Just grab these two handles and carry them.
"Oh, I'll burn two apricot slaves for Gu Yi." Fang Mo simply explained, and then planned to stuff the paper figures into the brazier.
"...What did you say?" Not to mention Nick Fury, even the rest of the people present were a little bit unable to sit still, especially the mages on Kama Taj's side, almost all of them looked confused.
"Uh, I'm sorry for the slip of the tongue." Fang Mo saw this and immediately changed his words: "I meant to burn two Kunlun slaves for Gu Yi..."
"..." Everyone saw this and didn't know what to say. However, after all this, Fang Mo was still not satisfied. He stretched out his hand and pulled out two more white men like magic: "Well, let's burn two more Jews..."
"Stop it." Nick Fury finally couldn't bear it when he saw this. He raised his forehead and said: "Do you know this is a funeral? We need to respect the deceased. At this time, don't play hell. Okay? If you want to burn a paper man, you still have to burn black people and Jews..."
"Oh, just be satisfied." Fang Mo stuffed the paper man into the brazier and said with a smile: "I have changed a lot now. In the past, during the triangular trade and World War II... we were all the same Just burn the real thing." After the paper figurine in his hand was stuffed into the brazier.
Fang Mo reached behind his back and dug out again, but this time it was a bit outrageous, because he actually took out two packs of Gao Jiesi silk, and then while everyone was stunned, he threw them directly into the brazier.
There is glue and plastic inside this thing. So soon, the brazier here began to spit out black smoke.
"..." When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned. But very quickly, Supreme Mage Strange here reacted. When Fang Mo reached out cheerfully to take out something again, he immediately rushed over and grabbed the other person's wrist.
"Stop it!" Strange couldn't help but yelled: "Do you know what you are doing!?"
"Ah?" Fang Mo was stunned for a moment when he saw this: "What's wrong, is it the brand I burnt? Sorry, I don't understand this either. My partner told me that this brand is good and very comfortable... "
"It has nothing to do with the brand. Are you insulting the dead?" Strange said angrily: "Even if I am not an Oriental, I know that this kind of occasion should be very serious..."
"No, what are you in a hurry for?" Fang Mo also smiled and waved his hand when he heard this: "Gu Yi doesn't have any objections himself, why are you so angry? I'm also afraid that if she goes down, she will have her menstrual period. She can't give you a dream about missing this thing, so I mean well..." At this point, Fang Mo also looked at a corner happily.
When Gu Yi, who was in disguise in the corner, saw this, he immediately turned his head away pretending not to recognize him, and at the same time, he also silently put on the mage's hood.
"I don't think you have good intentions." Strange didn't know that Gu Yi was still alive. He was really a little angry at the moment. He said directly to Fang Mo: "I think you just want to make fun of everyone, and I won't allow you to sacrifice anymore." I pay my respects to Venerable Gu Yi, stay away from this brazier."
"Tch, you're being petty." Fang Mo shrugged upon hearing this, and then didn't argue with the other party. He turned around and walked towards the corner next to him.
But soon, Fang Mo, who was leaning in the corner, became bored again, so he rolled his eyes and immediately thought of the most important thing, and took out his phone with a smirk.
"Oops, why is my mobile phone out of data?" Fang Mo suddenly slapped his head, breaking the silence of the funeral again, and then he directly pulled over an ordinary passerby mage next to him: "Brother, tell me "Excuse me, what's the password for your wifi here?" But what people didn't expect was this.
The mage seemed a little dissatisfied with Fang Mo. He stared at Fang Mo for a long time, then looked directly into his eyes and said seriously: "Please respect the deceased!"
"Hmm..." Fang Mo also pondered for a moment after hearing this. But before the mage here could breathe a sigh of relief, Fang Mo fiddled with the phone in his hand again, as if entering some password: "Is it the full spelling?"
"...You!" The mage immediately became anxious upon hearing this. After all, they all respected Master Gu Yi very much.
However, before the mage here could say anything, Strange suddenly stopped him, and then walked up to Fang Mo: "You really changed Kama Taj's previous wifi password, right? "
"I installed your wifi in the first place. Is there anything that should be changed?" Fang Mo asked rhetorically, spreading his hands.
"Don't you think the password hhhhgysl is inappropriate?" Strange took a deep breath and asked.
"What's inappropriate about this?" Fang Mo directly spread his hands: "I have said that I am Gu Yi's best friend. Of course I know that she also hopes that she can be freed. As a best friend, I am naturally happy for her. Oh, is there anything wrong with this?"
"In short, I have changed the password." Strange said: "The wizards here said they cannot accept this wifi password."
"Damn it, you actually changed it for me..." Fang Mo suddenly twitched his eyes when he heard this, and then suddenly asked as if he thought of something: "You shouldn't have changed it to hhhhfmsl, right? I'm telling you to be careful. I’m impatient..."
"No." Strange shook his head: "I changed it."
"Tsk...it's really worthless." Fang Mo immediately showed a disgusted expression when he heard this, but soon he waved his hand: "Hey, forget it, at least I am your elder in the magic world, I am too lazy to be with you. The younger generation cares so much." After saying this, Fang Mo stopped paying attention to Strange.
Instead, he walked directly towards the center of the field.
"Okay, now everyone has finished burning the paper." Fang Mo clapped his hands: "Now prepare to carry the coffin for burial. Naiya, Fury, Rhodes, Sam, it's your turn..."
"Haha, okay, no problem." Nyarlathotep didn't have any airs of an outside god in front of Fang Mo. He walked over with a big smile, and at the same time, he didn't forget to greet the others.
"...I knew it." After seeing this scene, Nick Fury also sighed with a headache, but he still walked over with the other two people. There was no other way. Although the other party was a troublemaker, But at the same time, he is also his big benefactor. If he wants to make trouble, he really has to accompany him.
Thinking of this, he also cooperated with the other people with a dark face and silently lifted Gu Yi's coffin.
But he had just lifted the heavy coffin. Fang Mo over there started talking again.
"You see, this black man's physical fitness is amazing, much better than that of white people." Fang Mo said to the little demon with a proud face: "Jesus only suffered three nails and was not good enough, but you see Look at my buddy Fury, he was shot several times and forced into trouble, and now he can still help others carry coffins..."
