Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

1He casually crushed a huge sword that was coming at him. Du Kang looked at the chaotic battlefield in front of him with a headache.     4

    

It was like this. On this day, Du Kang was still moving forward under the guidance of his men. According to these humans, it would take about two days to reach the nearest city.    

    

The current Du Kang did not have any concept of this world. Up until now, he had not come into contact with any normal people. He did not want to talk about these evil cultists who were full of holes and running around. The few living sacrifices that were rescued were so scared that they could not say a word. As for those who looked like normal people the most... They started fighting without saying a word, not giving Du Kang any chance to communicate at all.    

    

And because Du Kang had never seen a normal person before, he had no way to judge what level this world was at, even though he had seen flintlocks and other firearms. But this place did not seem like a place with firearms. When those humans rushed up to attack him, they even used cold weapons such as swords and swords. They even displayed quite a bit of supernatural power.    

    

Only by having a concept of this world could Du Kang determine what kind of method he should use to find people. Du Kang did not want to make a big news right away. He directly said that he wanted to flatten this world - using his main body to do this was not difficult. Then, he asked the humans here to hand over the Goddess Official, although it would be more efficient. However, if the humans here had a cramp in their brains, they would immediately tear up the votes.    

    

Thus, they would have to see the level of the humans in this world before they knew what to do. - - - -of course, it would be even better if they could find a few humans who had no brain problems to communicate with.    

    

However, it was obvious that those handsome and handsome humans didn't want to give Du Kang a chance to communicate.    

    

All this time, those relatively irritable humans had only attacked Du Kang in twos and threes. Of course, Du Kang had sent these attackers into the ground, but today, there was a change.    

    

A large group of violent humans attacked his team. Du Kang could even see some humans wearing the same clothes, and they cooperated with each other. This might be the regular army of this world.    

    

They pulled a few old-fashioned cannons over. Before Du Kang noticed them, they fired at Du Kang's team. Of course, when the cannonballs were still flying in the air, they were hit by Du Kang's light beam. Compared to Du Kang's vision, the cannonballs flew too slowly.    

    

However, the few shots seemed to have turned on some kind of switch. After realizing that his companions were not injured, Du Kang's human subordinates took a gust of wind and rushed in the direction of the cannonballs with their weapons.    

    

In the direction of the sound of the cannons, a large group of humans also rushed over with weapons in their hands. Du Kang could see that. It was those humans who killed him the moment he saw them. Du Kang did not know why these idiots had to bring a few female humans to fight. Moreover, they always let those female humans stand in front of them. Shouldn't it be common sense for men to keep women away from conflicts before they die?    

    

However, no matter how much Du Kang complained, the surprise attack had turned into a terrible battle. There were no strategic tactics, nor were there any military formations. The two sides of the battle were like mad dogs that were fighting each other.    

    

Although the humans under Du Kang's command were charging madly, they knew that the three of them would be able to maintain some basic cooperation. However, the attackers were not like this. They were recklessly unleashing all kinds of abilities. Even those humans who wore the same uniform and looked like regular soldiers were the same. Du Kang could not see any sense of cooperation in them.    

    

The humans under Du Kang and the attackers quickly got into a fight. Both sides fought without any purpose. Perhaps killing all the enemies was their goal. They didn't care about the casualties at all, as if they didn't care about their lives at all.    

    

Du Kang had no interest in the battlefield in front of him. These humans were even worse than the ancient Egyptians who were still using bronze weapons. However, the attackers obviously did not want Du Kang to be idle. Some lone rangers and many female humans stared at Du Kang and rushed over with their weapons.    

    

Why did these idiots not even know how to hide and shoot?    

    

Du Kang swung his right arm and broke a long knife. Then he swung his left hand and caught a few bullets that were flying towards him. His strong tail rolled up a spear and easily blocked the attack from behind.    

    

Du Kang had wanted to stop this lousy battle a long time ago, but every time Du Kang opened his mouth to speak, it would be like this.    

    

"Stop..."    

    

"* Hong! *" "Boom!" "Boom!"    

    

A few delicate little things were thrown over by the attackers. They exploded on top of Du Kang's prawn's head, creating large amounts of sparks and poisonous fog. Du Kang immediately held back his words.    

    

Du Kang was only passively attacked in front of the attackers. He did not want to get rid of these attackers. Those who came to find trouble with him in twos and threes were only personal grudges, no matter how big it was. But if he killed all of these attackers, it would become a massacre. The nature of the massacre was different. It would affect the communication between Du Kang and the normal human beings in this world.    

    

Let's take it one step at a time...    

    

Du Kang casually blocked the attack and glanced at the battlefield.    

    

If the time dragged on for too long, he would simply grab someone to identify the path and leave this place.    

    

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"Bang!"    

    

With a loud explosion, the ferocious enemy's skull was directly ripped off in front of him.    

    

Casually throwing away the short spear that no longer had any ammunition, he pulled out a long sword from his waist and conveniently cut open the stomach of the other enemy.    

    

The stench of blood and internal organs stimulated his nerves. Holding his sword, he stared blankly at the chaotic battlefield.    

    

Things shouldn't be like this...    

    

Eight days ago, he received news that Evil God and his followers wanted to slaughter the city for a blood sacrifice.    

    

Although he didn't have a good impression of the small town that was his hometown, he still chose to go back to this place to fight against the ferocious Evil God in the face of Evil God's threat.    

    

There were many powerful hunters gathered in this small town, and there were even executors from the church. They brought powerful alchemy weapons, and it was said that these alchemy weapons could even destroy the city walls with a single strike. After using alchemy ammunition, they could easily tear apart Evil God's body, but the alchemy ammunition used for this kind of weapon was too expensive. Even with the church's financial resources, they could only use it when dealing with some overly powerful Ancient Gods.    

    

With so many powerful hunters, as well as the executors of the church and powerful alchemical weapons, they should be able to defeat Evil God.    

    

Facing such an opponent, the hunters did not dare to be careless. They hid in Evil God's path and waited patiently for Evil God's arrival. When they saw Evil God and the cultists, they fired without hesitation.    

    

With a deafening roar, the powerful alchemy ammunition was fired.    

    

Then, the alchemy ammunition was shot out by Evil God's light beam in the air.    

    

Those cultists roared and charged over.    

    

After that, it became a chaotic battle.    

    

When did these cultists become so fearless of death?    

    

And they were so... strong?    

    

Something was not right. Something was very wrong. These cultists were completely different from the cultists he had killed before. They were not afraid of pain at all. Their combat skills were simple but deadly. The cultists would even cover each other and make some simple yet extremely effective cooperation. It was a headache.    

    

Like... soldiers?    

    

He swung his sword and blocked a long blade that was coming at him.    

    

At the same time, a long axe easily cut through his neck.    

    

His head flew high into the air.    

    

He no longer had a headache.