Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

Carrying the oddly-shaped heavy hammer, Looh Kui silently confronted the young man who wore a pair of giant boxing gloves.    

Looh Kui didn't dare to act rashly.    

It was because this young man was different from the opponents he had fought in the past.    

No matter if it was the biting cold aura emitted from the young man's body or the pair of gloves, they were all reminding Looh Kui. This young man was actually on the same side as him.    

Defeating the enemy with one move, life and death could be determined in a few breaths of time.    

If this young man did not have that pair of gloves, perhaps Looh Kui would still use the anger in this young man's heart to use insulting words to lure him to reveal his weakness. But now, Looh Kui didn't dare to do so.    

Looh Kui knew very well what the pair of gloves in the youth's hands were. If he did not guess wrong, it was a weapon that was the same as the oddly-shaped heavy hammer in his hands.    

He couldn't let the young man have any more intense emotions. The more intense the hatred, the stronger the pair of gloves would become. If he truly ignited this youth's anger, he would very likely be killed by this youth with a single punch.    

Just like how he had used this strange hammer to kill the six big gangs surrounding him.    

Emotions... Emotions...    

Looh Kui silently recalled the feeling when he killed his way out of the Six Great Sects.    

At that time, what kind of strength did he rely on to be able to withstand a single breath of air despite being covered in injuries?    

Right, it was unfair.    

Looh Kui slowly exhaled.    

This world was unfair to begin with.    

Why are you young chivalrous men able to practice those world-famous skills and achieve your goals at such a young age, while I have to be stepped on by them for the rest of my life?    

Why are you able to enjoy the delicacies every day while I can only eat half a rotten bean cake to survive the winter?    

Why are you able to indulge in sex and be surrounded by beauties while you can only be lonely?    

Why are the useless people of the Six Great Gang who only know how to eat ancestral products want me to die and I have to listen to them obediently?    

Me! No! I submit!    

The veins on the large hand holding the oddly-shaped hammer bulged, and the oddly-shaped hammer faintly gave off a blood-red aura.    

You don't see me as a person... Then I'll take your dog lives first!    

With bloodshot eyes and a crazed look on his face, Looh Kui raised his oddly shaped hammer and roared out the words he had remembered for his entire life.    

"A marquis would rather have a king than a king!"    

The oddly-shaped hammer was like a lotus flower. It was like a sharp blade.    

The heavy hammer swung down.    

"Die!"    

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North, condor Castle, martial Arts Practice Field.    

In the empty Martial Arts Practice Field, a tall figure wrapped in a black robe was putting a small finger on his right middle finger.    

He waved his right arm lightly and a long and narrow arm blade appeared in an instant, covering his right arm.    

However... it was still not enough.    

The arm blade pointed at the sky diagonally. The blazing white light gathered on it like a blade.    

The light blade was waved, and a blade light that seemed to have substance burst out from the blade, flying towards the horizon.    

The blade light easily broke through the dark clouds that covered the sky, and warm sunlight sprinkled down from the long and narrow crack.    

Looking at the clouds that were cut by the blade light in the sky, and then looking at the two meter long blade light, Du Kang nodded.    

Fortunately, this arm blade was not damaged too thoroughly. It could still be used for basic functions.    

Glancing at the human who was sitting on the ground in shock, Du Kang smiled helplessly.    

This kind of weapon was not developed for humans. Even the most basic functions required some basic runic knowledge to be used. These humans had never cultivated the Path of Runes, nor had they obtained the authority to use the Runic Fortress. It would be a miracle if they could use it.    

Although the runes of the shrimp people were born from the Mandarin characters that Du Kang had written down before, after a long period of evolution and the great imagination of the shrimp people, they had long since become something of their own. Even Du Kang, the source of inspiration for the prawns, could not understand how the set of runes of the prawns worked, let alone the humans who were in a period of ignorance.    

But...    

Du Kang reached out his left hand towards the light blade, and picked up a small black dot from the seemingly tangible light.    

This arm blade was still modified... No, it should be said that it was contaminated.    

This crude method could not be called remodeled at all. It was just stiffly smashing some things into it. It was like engraving words on a weapon that had already been forged. There was no technical content at all.    

As for the thing that had been forcefully smashed into his work...    

Du Kang carefully observed this tiny black dot.    

Countless veins grew on the black dot the size of a cigarette butt, making it look more like a small furball. The small black dot slowly and steadily pulsated in Du Kang's palm. It was like the heart of a living creature, but also like a dormant bug.    

Instinct told Du Kang that this thing was alive.    

Looking at the veins that were spreading out from the black dot, Du Kang roughly understood the function of this black dot.    

This was a seed.    

Just like how plants could change the soil, this seed would also slowly change this arm blade, turning it into something that even the original creator would not be able to think of.    

This was a technique that Du Kang had never heard of before. Borrowing a chicken to give birth to eggs, taking over a magpie's nest. Although it was simple and crude, it was extremely practical. The existence of this kind of method was very creative. Du Kang really wanted to have a deep discussion with the other party regarding the manufacturing of weapons.    

Then smash the other party's head into the ground.    

This was no longer just a matter of stealing. Du Kang was very clear about the power of the few high-grade goods he had made. If they were really completely modified, he was afraid that he could only use his main body to solve the problem. If Du Kang only wanted to make that thief leave one of his hands behind according to the rules of the Jianghu, then now Du Kang really wanted to kill him.    

That thief must die.    

But...    

Du Kang looked at the small black dot in his hand.    

Since this thing was a seed... Then what was its nutrients?    

Glancing at the human who was still lying on the ground, Du Kang bent down and picked up the human called Lu Diao.    

He would know once he asked.    

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Qing Province, lin Zi City.    

Looh Kui, who had lost half of his body, fell to the ground. His right hand was still holding the strange hammer.    

He had lost.    

Looking at the young man in front of him, who had once again raised his heavy fist, Looh Kui silently sighed in his heart.    

It wasn't that this young man's hatred for his loved ones was stronger than his, it was that he had become weaker than him in the past.    

Even though he recalled his resentment back then, he no longer had the confidence to risk his life to attack back then.    

With just a single thought, life and death were decided.    

Looking at the giant boxing glove that was getting closer and closer to his face, Looh Kui inexplicably recalled his life.    

When did he become the kind of person he hated the most?    

Bang!    

His brain burst open.    

Looh Kui floated on the water and died.