Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

Such a powerful warrior, killing him with just an arrow was an insult to his opponent.    

Hanging this warrior on the spear was the greatest respect.    

Next is the Six Legged Bladelike Chi...    

The sound of air being torn could be heard.    

What was that?    

Following the trajectory of the sound, he brandished his spear to block.    

He missed.    

For some reason, the black shadow that tore through the air brushed past his spear.    

This is...    

The black shadow stabbed into the ground in front of the warrior.    

It was a huge black sword.    

He suddenly turned his head.    

In the distance, the enormous Six Legged Beast was staring at him.    

Or rather, it was staring at that warrior.    

...    

Looking at this pitch-black greatsword, his heart palpitated.    

How did he manage to do that throw just now...    

If the target of the throw was him...    

...    

Danger!    

Go!    

Just as he was about to retreat, he saw it.    

The warrior held the sword hilt in his hand.    

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When he chose to make Horus his enemy, he was ready to die at any time.    

The War God held his spear and stabbed at him.    

It was time to be satisfied...    

He fought with the War God and caused damage to his opponent - - - even if he only scratched his skin and died in the battle.    

This is the way all warriors dream of dying...    

But...    

He didn't want to die yet.    

This was the first time he knew that he didn't have the resolve to die.    

There was nothing bad about being alive.    

Even though he was born with hatred towards the descendants of those eagles.    

Although he had also created a lot of blood debts over the years.    

Although he knew that he wouldn't have a good ending.    

However, during the two years he had followed his teacher, he had been very happy.    

The food cooked by the villagers was actually quite delicious as well.    

That girl was indeed very pretty.    

And those cats...    

He didn't want to die.    

"Zheng -"    

A pitch-black greatsword was stabbed in front of him.    

It felt somewhat familiar.    

This is...    

He raised his head and looked into the distance.    

The huge Six Legged Beast waved its sharp limbs at him, then pointed at the war god with the hawk's head.    

Teacher...    

He held the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.    

Holding the sword upside down, he charged towards the war god of Thebes.    

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Seeing the warrior charging towards him with the greatsword in his hand, he stopped his escape.    

He could feel danger from that sword.    

It was a weapon that could hurt him.    

Giving his back to an enemy with such a sharp weapon was the path of death.    

The key to retreat unharmed is...    

Kill that warrior.    

The long spear swiftly stabbed out without a sound.    

There was no feeling of it hitting anything.    

It pierced through the air...    

Where was the warrior?    

His feet suddenly missed and he fell forward.    

How did he return...    

A dark light flashed.    

He flew up.    

In midair, he saw the warrior.    

Beside the headless and broken body, the warrior was still in a chopping posture.    

That's... me?    

I knew I couldn't fight face to face...    

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Beautiful!    

Du Kang, who had watched the entire battle, waved his limbs excitedly.    

Johnson's battle could only be said to be average, but the last two sword strikes showed his solid foundation. One sword broke his leg, then he turned around and cut his head. The whole set of moves was as smooth as flowing water.    

Although there were still some problems... but even if he cut down these two sword strikes, it would still be a problem. It was probably to this extent.    

But there are still some other problems...    

Du Kang carried the girl and the three cats on his back. He walked to Johnson's side and observed the body of the attacker.    

This...    

The giant with the head of an animal knew how to wear clothes and use weapons to fight.    

Du Kang remembered the Cynocephalus he had encountered in the desert.    

Was that Cynocephalus really Anubis?    

But why did it feel like... it didn't look like it?    

Du Kang looked at the huge corpse on the ground. Three cats were stepping on the huge falcon's head and tearing it. They might think that it was a large chicken.    

Eagle head... Who was it?    

Maybe it was some unknown little character...    

Du Kang looked at the young girl beside him and found that the young girl was looking at the three cats with a puzzled expression.    

What's going on... I can't see them?    

Du Kang stretched out his limbs and waved them in front of the girl.    

The quiet and elegant girl revealed a shocked expression.    

What was going on? Did I see it again?    

This scene was too bloody, it was better not to scare her...    

Du Kang moved his body and blocked the girl's line of sight.    

Looking at the big bow on the corpse, Du Kang lightly tapped on the carapace with his limbs.    

Although he didn't know who this chicken head was, it should be with the Cynocephalus. He remembered that in the Capital of God of ancient Egypt, there was an animal head.    

Then the matter was very clear. He had cut off the Cynocephalus. This chicken head was here to seek revenge. Its target was him. If it couldn't touch him, it would touch everything around him to seek revenge.    

But...    

Are these things really the gods of ancient Egypt?    

They were too weak...    

If the Capital of God in ancient Egypt was at this level, Du Kang felt that it would only take three ordinary shrimp people to kill them all. They wouldn't even need runes.    

Perhaps even weaker...    

Du Kang looked at Johnson, who was staring blankly at the huge sword in his hand.    4

He couldn't even defeat Johnson... Were these things really gods?    

Shouldn't gods be very strong? Even if they couldn't leave the door, the sun would set and the earth would quake with just a stamp of their feet. At the very least, they would send out a Heavenly Pegasus Meteor Fist.    

He would be killed by Johnson.    

Perhaps they were just some kind of creature that looked like those Egyptian Gods.    

Du Kang stopped thinking about these questions. He carried the girl and the three cats on his back and left the body with Johnson, who was carrying a big sword.    

The crocodile hadn't started grilling yet. Johnson's craftsmanship should be better than his.    

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In the huge palace, the tall black-skinned man knelt on one knee, putting on exquisite earrings for the black cat on the throne.    

"Why don't you let me..." The black cat spoke in human language.    

"Don't be silly..." The black-skinned man smiled and stroked the black cat's head. "This isn't something you should be involved in."    

"But I am the Sun God's daughter." The black cat argued, "What's more, Amp..."    

The black-skinned man's hand froze.    

"Don't mention that dog head that only knows how to play tricks." The black-skinned man retracted his hand, and his smile disappeared.    

"You can't participate in this matter. Whoever goes will die." The black-skinned man said the prophecy of death.    

"Then can I tell..."    

"No." The dark skinned man shook his head coldly, "They have already enjoyed the glory, now is the time to pay the price."    

"But..."    

"The dark skinned man caressed the black cat again, "I treat you as one of my own, so I'll make it clear... Don't try to play smart with me, or... do you want to go back to 'there'?"    

The terrified black cat shook its head with all its might.    

"It's good that you're not..."    

The black-skinned man caressed the black cat, his face as dark as water.    

After all, it was just a lowly thing...