Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

Fire oil... those humans actually prepared this kind of thing.    

This kind of situation was originally not difficult to resolve. All he needed to do was to abandon that part of the wave that was contaminated by the fire oil. However, Deep One Priest could see that... Those humans had already calculated this point. Under the lead of those humans with strange patterns on their foreheads, those human soldiers rushed into the wave like crazy while holding onto oil. They only wanted to make the fire oil more polluting waves.    

Those humans gave Deep One Priest a very bad feeling. He inexplicably remembered the first time during the conquest war, when Dark Spawn rushed towards those invincible Six Legged Beast.    

Now, these humans had the exact same posture as Dark Spawn.    

Deep One Priest sucked in a breath of cold air.    

This was a terrifying race. They absolutely had to be killed here, not giving them any chance to reproduce. Otherwise, just like how Dark Spawn would conquer the land, these humans would sooner or later start a war to conquer the deep sea.    

However, even though they were so weak, they had already learned to use fire oil to pollute the waves. If these humans were given a few thousand years...    

Kill them all, we must kill all of them.    

Deep One Priest waved the trident in his hand.    

The burning blood waves retreated in an instant, and no one knew where it had disappeared.    

Deep One Priest looked around at the soldiers around him and felt gratified.    

Very good, not a single fallen soldier either.    

The trident pointed at the heavily armored humans and Deep One Priest let out a hoarse roar.    

Deep One Warrior and the others followed the roar, clenched their weapons, and let out sharp cries as they charged towards the enemy formation.    

It did not matter if there were no waves...    

Deep One Priest lifted his trident and started charging like an ordinary soldier.    

With just martial skills, these humans were no match for him.    

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The blood tide had retreated.    

But the price was high.    

One thousand five hundred and thirty-six bird rangers led the way, and ten soldiers were all buried in the burning blood waves. Only then did the fish-headed and human-bodied monsters manage to get rid of the wave.    

However, they only managed to disperse the waves.    

The white-haired old man could see it from the huge chariot. There was no corpse of a fish-headed monster on the battlefield.    

And now, the fish-headed monster that had lost the momentum of the waves was charging at the army. There was no one that could stop it. Corpses were everywhere.    

It was so terrifying just by relying on its martial power. These fish-headed monsters could already kill some weaker ghosts and deities.    

These fish-headed monsters are very strong. They are stronger than all the demons and devils I have ever seen.    

However, he couldn't retreat.    

The white-haired old man raised his hands and took off the cloth belt on his forehead.    

"Kid."    

The white-haired old man handed his cloth belt and Lyi Shi's cloth to the middle-aged man.    

"Do you remember how we played in the Old Zhao City?"    

Taking the two cloth strips, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then he took out a strong bow and arrow from the chariot.    

"I remember."    

"Okay..."    

The white-haired old man stood up and pulled out a heavy longsword from behind the wheelchair.    

"Everyone, listen up!"    

The old man named Guu Lih had a beard and hair that were hanging loosely. The tattoo of the Mystic Bird on his forehead spread its wings and was about to fly away.    

"Follow me!"    

The old man in a black robe jumped up high like a night owl.    

"Kill the demons!"    

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Deep One Warrior held the spear and looked at the human elders in front of him.    

Although he didn't know much about humans, Deep One Warrior could still see the age of these humans.    

To actually send an old man to the battlefield... What were these humans thinking?    

Those young and strong people hadn't died yet, right?    

In Deep One Warrior's opinion, those young human men were just like that. Whether it was their fighting techniques or formation techniques, they were too immature in Deep One Warrior's eyes. However, at this level, they had just reached the level of fledglings.    

Perhaps these human elders had rich combat experience, but in terms of physical strength and energy, they were far inferior to the youth.    

However... they couldn't be underestimated.    

Deep One Warrior knew very well that since the enemy dared to let these old men enter the battlefield, there must be something strange about these old men. There was no mistake in being careful.    

However, when he saw the sharp swords in the hands of these old men, Deep One Warrior was slightly stunned.    

Using short to attack long... Were these old men really not here to make a joke?    

Forget it, no matter what he came here for, he just had to kill them.    

Facing an old man who was charging towards him, Deep One Warrior thrust out the long spear in his hand.    

This feeling... wasn't right!    

Clang!    

A trident stretched out diagonally and pierced towards the sharp sword that was piercing towards Deep One Warrior's neck.    

This is...    

"Don't underestimate your opponent!" Deep One Priest, who held the trident, let out a hoarse and sharp shout, "These old men's martial skills are not bad!"    

"Mm." Deep One Warrior nodded and looked at the old men in front of him.    

The martial skills of these old people were indeed remarkable. The sharp aura that was washed out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood was not much inferior to the soldiers of the elite army.    

To actually be able to do it to such an extent...    

Unfortunately, it was too little.    

Only a few dozen old men could barely block Dark Spawn's charge. One had to know that even though this was only a side division, it was still a full regiment. No matter how exquisite these old men's martial techniques were, they could not block it for long.    

"Assemble the formation!" Deep One Priest shouted, "Kill him..."    

An arrow with a sharp whistling sound came from afar, and it flew straight towards Deep One Priest's face.    

This was... not good!    

Deep One Priest pushed the arrow aside and looked in the direction where the arrow came from with a gloomy expression.    

"Wind! Wind!"    

This kind of strange shout came from afar. Dark clouds with sharp edges rose up and flew over from afar.    

Another arrow... Were the enemies going to abandon these old men?    

Waving the trident, Deep One Priest easily blocked the arrow rain that fell from the sky.    

This kind of attack was meaningless to Dark Spawn. It was impossible that the enemies could not see through it.    

A thick and heavy sword silently slashed at his throat.    

This is...    

Clang -    

The sharp sword was deflected by the trident.    

Deep One Priest's heart skipped a beat when he saw the white-haired old man with a strange pattern on his forehead.    

Looking around, those old men with superb martial skills indeed shuttled through the rain of arrows, treating the arrows as nothing. There were even three warriors who had already fallen to the ground.    

Is that so...    

He had an idea.    

Accompanied by a hoarse roar, the trident in his hand smashed down towards the white-haired old man.    

All of you deserve to die!    

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He couldn't defeat them.    

Guu Lih struggled to block the attacks of those fish-headed monsters.    

Even if the strongest human experts joined forces as arrows and led the soldiers to attack, with the help of the arrow formation, the number of fish-headed monsters killed could only be counted in two hands.    

These monsters... were too strong.    

This battle was the loss of the Human Race.    

Guu Lih turned around and looked at the huge chariot in the distance.    

However, it hadn't lost all of its power yet. As long as the Ancestral Dragon could return alive, the human race would have a chance to rise again.    

And this chance... he had to fight for it himself.    

Holding the longsword, the white-haired old man named Guu Lih faced the fish-headed monsters and let out a shrill roar.    

"Fight to the death!"    

Following this roar, the remaining humans let out heaven-shaking roars.    

"Fight to the death!"    

Ignoring the incoming trident, the white-haired old man stabbed the longsword in his hand. Boom!    

As long as the Ancestral Dragon could walk...    

"Stop."    

A voice that sounded like a huge bell came from the sky.    

The spear, the sharp sword, the arrows, the humans and monsters, everything on the battlefield came to an abrupt stop.    4

Hearing that familiar voice, the face of the old man named Guu Lih instantly turned as pale as a sheet of paper.    

"People of the sea." A voice as loud as a bell resounded across the entire battlefield, "You can withdraw your troops now."    

What...    

"As for you..." Hong Zhong's voice paused for a moment, "Not bad."    

This is...    

"I will give you all a chance. Raise your heads."    

The old man named Guu Lih and all the remaining humans on the battlefield raised their heads uncontrollably, looking at the sky under the night sky.    

Above the sky, there was a ray of black and yellow light that broke through the clouds and scattered across the entire battlefield.    

It was him! It was him!    

"Look at me!"    

A huge monster emerged from the clouds.    

"Follow me!"    

The sound of a great bell resounded through the clouds.    

"Become me!"    

"Don't look!" The white-haired old man let out a mournful wail, "Don't look!"    

"I am your king, the past, the present, and the future."    

Within the black yellow light, a huge figure wearing a cloak gradually appeared.    

"I am Huang..."    

Bang!    

A violent explosion rang out.    

The black light was extinguished in an instant. A huge shadow wearing a cloak fell down from the clouds. No one knew where it landed.    

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Looking at the huge black shadow falling from the clouds, the tall, dark-skinned man expressionlessly kept the huge gun into the shadows.    

How dare you plot against me...    

Nyarlathotep disdainfully spat.    

He had accepted you personally because he wanted to give you face. He didn't want to give you face, and he even pretended to be a fraud. There was nothing else he could say.    

Turning around, Nyarlathotep walked into the shadows.    

There was nothing left for him to do. That carapace monster would take care of this octopus.