Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

He tidied up his clothes.    

Fresh water, food, a set of clothes, two sabers that he had snatched from the enemy's hands.    

Ah, and a cat.    

He wrapped his food and clothes in a bag and held them in his hands, two sabers hanging from his waist. He also carried an empty backpack on his back.    

He waved his hand, and the Dragon-Li jumped into the backpack, only revealing the cat's head.    

He remembered that when he came here, he was empty-handed and even wanted to kill the villagers and steal their food.    

Now, more than two years had passed.    

He turned his head and looked at the god lying on the ground.    

In the past two years, his relationship with the other party was more like that of an apprentice and a teacher than an ordinary person or a god. He had learned too much from this strict teacher. If possible, he still hoped to continue cultivating under the other party's guidance.    

However, some of the past still required him to pay for it.    

"Hu..."    

He heaved a long sigh of relief and bowed towards that enormous body.    

This was not the etiquette a mortal should have towards a god, but the etiquette a disciple used against a strict master.    

Teacher, I'm leaving.    

...    

At the entrance of the village, he stopped in his tracks.    

It was time to leave...    

He turned around. He looked at the crude temple in the distance.    

Although he had fought countless battles in his life and had been glorious for a while, however, this simple and crude temple had unknowingly become the place with the most peace of mind.    

He no longer looked at the simple and crude temple and turned around to leave.    

In the end, there were still some things that he had to face on his own. ...    

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"    

Muffled and hurried footsteps sounded behind him. He was directly thrown to the ground by a limb from his back.    

The civet cat nimbly jumped up and steadily landed on his back after he fell to the ground.    

This is...    

Lying on the ground, he turned his head.    

The Six Legged Beast holding the white cat stood in front of him.    

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Du Kang had already noticed it when Johnson was packing his things.    

He did not pay attention to Johnson. Johnson had learned enough, and his personality was normal now. He had no reason to restrict Johnson from leaving and staying.    

Besides, this Johnson was obviously a person with a story.    

He quietly packed his luggage. Obviously, he didn't want others to follow him, so he should at least keep his dignity.    

He could see Johnson's expression.    

In a man's life, there were some things that he needed to face.    

Looking at Johnson's back, Du Kang silently gave his blessings.    

The journey went smoothly. Wait a minute.    

There seemed to be something wrong.    

I am also leaving today.    

Then... where should I go?    

This was ancient Egypt, and this was Africa...    

He had no idea where to go.    

Was he really going to have a vacation? What was the point of wandering around aimlessly?    

With the white cat on top of his head, Du Kang rushed to the entrance of the village and slapped Johnson to the ground.    

Wait a minute. It seemed like the other party had no reason to take a beating.    

This was a bad habit...    

He raised his limb and pointed at Johnson, then pointed at the distance. Du Kang motioned for Johnson to lead the way.    

Hmm... not bad, at least there was a tour guide.    

Looking at Johnson who was getting up in front of him, Du Kang had a feeling that it was a lifetime ago.    

Thinking back to the time when he and Johnson came here bare-handed, Johnson didn't even have any clothes on him. He was only wearing a tattered cloth.    

Now... Johnson had two extra knives, clothes, and two more cats.    

It was alright, at least Johnson had become proper...    

Cats started to sound behind him.    

Du Kang turned around.    

In front of him were the cats that had lived with him for two years.    

There was also the girl who was hugging the black cat.    

See you off...    

Du Kang waved his limbs, indicating that the other party did not need to see him off.    

However, the girl didn't say anything. She just walked towards Du Kang.    

This is...    

The girl pointed at the village and shook her head.    

Could it be...    

Du Kang raised his limb and pointed at the road.    

The girl nodded.    

This...    

Forget it, if you're willing to follow, then follow.    

But with your physique...    

Raising his appendages, Du Kang carefully picked up the girl who was carrying the black cat and placed her on his back.    

As for this Johnson...    

Du Kang looked at the tall warrior.    

Let him walk on his own...    

Just like that, Du Kang and his group embarked on their journey.    

Under their feet, Du Kang's main body followed their footsteps and went into stealth mode.    

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Hell.    

The busy Amp carried out his trial.    

He still couldn't get his head back. However, Amp thought of a stupid idea. He found a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his neck.    

Although his head would fall sometimes, at least it looked like it usually did.    

As for this piece of cloth... he would just treat it as an extra scarf.    

On the scale in front of Amp, the end of the feather was lifted up high.    

Another one...    

Amp raised his hand.    

"Amit!"    

A huge crocodile's mouth stretched out from below and swallowed the figure who was waiting for judgment.    

Amp put down his hand and the crocodile disappeared.    

"Next."    

...    

As the trial continued, the frown on Amp's huge jackal head became tighter and tighter.    

Something was not right...    

Why would the private soldiers of the White City Temple attack the territory of that wild beast?    

An oracle... Who gave the oracle?    

Amp clearly remembered that he had sent back the news. After watching for a short while, the Gods chose to deal with it coldly. That giant beast wanted to stay in a corner of the small village and let it go. It was not too much for someone with the strength to kill a God to take over a village as their territory. It was even more like taking over a village and not taking any further action was more like a gesture of goodwill. The Gods had already considered absorbing the enemy into the Heliopolitan Ennead God family.    

Such a powerful giant beast naturally had the qualifications to become a god.    

However, no god was willing to discuss this matter with the giant beast face to face. Amp's head was a precedent. Thus, the idea of absorbing the giant beast into the God family was temporarily put aside.    

Therefore, the Heliopolitan Ennead did not have any thoughts of becoming the enemy of the giant beast. Then, who was the one who gave the oracle?    

It was impossible for the oracle to be forged, and mortals did not have the courage to privately pass down the oracle...    

Who was it?    

Could it be the one in the south...    

Amp was stunned.    

What was in the south?    

There seemed to be nothing...    

Amp stopped thinking about it and continued to ponder.    

According to the souls of the deceased, the Great Temple of White City only received the oracle, but they didn't know which god gave the oracle.    

This wasn't normal.    

The oracle was the oracle of the gods. How could they not know which god had given the oracle?    

Or perhaps...    

There was a rebellion among the gods...    

Could it be...    

Amp suppressed the name back into his heart.    

It was not a good thing to know too much. He was only a god under the Heliopolitan Ennead, and his position was only to receive and judge the undead.    

There were some things that he should not participate in.    

However...    

This could be an opportunity.    

Maybe I can become the real...    

Amp stopped thinking about this and looked at the scale in front of him.    

The tip of the feather was raised up high.    

"Amit!"    

Amp waved his hand.    

"Next."