Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

Those weak humans actually used arrows...    

Arrows were a weapon that only existed on land. Deep One Priest used arrows as a weapon. Although he had never seen it before, he had some understanding of it. Facing such a rain of arrows, even if the soldiers could use their martial skills to block the arrows, if a soldier was hit in the vitals by the arrows, he would still die.    

The enemy's attacks were without a doubt filled with killing intent.    

Then there was no reason to explain, this was the battlefield. Deep One Priest didn't mind killing the attackers and getting more heads for his team.    

This was a good opportunity. If it was just those people, he wouldn't be able to explain the crime of losing a warrior. However, if he could increase the results of the battle, perhaps God and the great Dagon would really be able to take him lightly.    

After all, wiping out a small group of enemies and losing a warrior was two different concepts.    

Under Deep One Priest's control, a huge wave rushed into the enemy formation. Those armored and spear-wielding humans were instantly swallowed by the wave. Some humans with good water attributes swam with all their might. They wanted to struggle for their own survival, but they were easily pierced by Deep One Warrior's spears and tridents, which were swimming in the waves. He turned into a corpse and drifted along with the waves.    

The waves were quickly dyed red by human blood, drowned, or stabbed human corpses were carried by the waves and rushed towards the enemy formation along with the bloody waves.    

The enemy was finished. Deep One Priest was very clear that with the standards of these humans, * Hong Long...... * The wave was Dark Spawn's home ground, not the terrestrial species. This was an experience that had been summarized since the ancient times. Dark Spawn, who was in the midst of the tidal wave, could even slaughter those invincible Six Legged Beast, let alone these weak humans.    

Deep One Priest took a deep breath as he stood in the midst of the blood-red waves.    

The seawater was mixed with the smell of fresh blood. This was the Qi of the battlefield. It was really nostalgic.    

He heard that the old enemies of the ancient era had already entered the Galaxy. Deep One Priest had no idea about the Galaxy. He only knew that the Galaxy was very big. And those old enemies that used the galaxy as a unit grew into existences that Dark Spawn couldn't afford to offend.    

Galaxy... How many planets were there?    

However, Dark Spawn still only occupied the ocean.    

This was not enough, the difference was too great. The great Dagon should be like the priest regiment in the past. Start the second war of conquest. Although it was still a long way from entering Galaxy, Dark Spawn had to at least take the planet under his feet into his palm. If the first conquest was because of the strength of his old enemies, then he would have lost. It was impossible for him to lose the second conquest.    

After all, those old enemies from back then had already left this planet a long time ago, and now the ones occupying the land were just these weak humans without scales...    

Deep One Priest frowned.    

In his breath, other than the smell of the sea and the smell of blood, there was also a strange smell mixed in.    

Deep One Priest's heart skipped a beat. Instinct told him that this smell was not something good.    

This is...    

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On the huge chariot, the white-haired old man and the middle-aged man silently looked at the blood waves in the distance.    

They had made a mistake.    

The white-haired old man tightly gripped the armrest of the wheelchair.    

Those fish-headed, human-bodied monsters were neither ghosts nor demons.    

They were the army.    

That's impossible. There were once powerful demons who wanted to train the demons into an army, thinking that they could rely on the strong physique of the demons to sweep across the other countries. However, those demons who had completely gone mad because of the appearance of the ghosts did not listen to orders at all, calling them a motley crew was a compliment. In the end, that ambitious demon was still eaten by the demons under his command, even its skull was turned into a bowl.    

But these fish-headed and human-bodied monsters were different.    

The old man who had dealt with demons and devils for his entire life could see that these fish-headed, human-bodied monsters had a ghost-like physique. They also had intelligence that was on par with humans. They had powerful martial skills, and knew how to listen to orders. There were even powerful spells - - - -the raging waves were clearly caused by those fish-headed, human-bodied monsters.    

This was an army, an army that humans couldn't resist. Ordinary people simply couldn't survive the waves. Even if they had cultivated martial arts and were able to hold their breath underwater, they would still...    

In the old man's sight, two fish-headed monsters swimming in the waves extended their spears and easily pierced a military officer with a sword in his hand.    

Crack -    

The armrest of the wheelchair was forcefully crushed by the old man.    

He had to stop these monsters. Otherwise, if this wave of blood rushed into the mainland, it would be a catastrophe for the people.    

Blood wave... Water...    

It wasn't that there was no other way.    

The white-haired old man exhaled.    

"Lyi Shi."    

"Your disciple is here."    

"The black oil used to burn corpses, bring it up. "    

He glanced at the surging blood waves that charged into the formation. Lyi Shi understood what the old man meant.    

Taking a deep breath, Lyi Shi took off the cloth belt on his forehead.    

"The Ren family of Mo Sect, 1536 bird rangers have died here today."    

"Go."    

The white-haired old man took the cloth belt and didn't say anything else.    

After sending the cloth belt out, Lyi Shi got off the chariot and walked towards the back.    

On his forehead, a vivid tattoo of a mysterious bird spread its wings and was about to fly.    

It was fine if he didn't fight, but if he fought, he wouldn't stop until he died.    

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Deep One Warrior swam among the surging waves of blood.    

As a warrior who had just become an adult and had wiped out a tiger shark tribe by himself, Deep One Warrior was undoubtedly proud. However, after he joined the army, his pride was shattered by those seniors.    

According to those seniors, when they were young, they used the teeth of those legendary sea beasts as a form of human courtesy. In the eyes of the seniors, just annihilating a Tiger Shark Tribe was something that only the young ones would do.    

He had once doubted the words of the seniors, but when the seniors proudly revealed their spoils of war, he still obediently shut his mouth.    

The times had changed, and there were no longer many opponents that could let Dark Spawn prove his valor. There were also those Six Legged Beast that could match Dark Spawn on the continent. But now...    

The long spear reached out and easily pierced through the neck of a human holding a strange container.    

It was just these things, there was no challenge at all.    

The painting on this human's head was a bit interesting, perhaps I can learn to draw something on my body after I return... Wait a minute.    

The human hanging on his spear used his last bit of strength to break the container in his arms.    

A black liquid flowed out from the broken container.    

This is...    

Deep One Warrior's heart skipped a beat.    

He remembered. He had seen something like this in the deep sea.    

"Priest!" Deep One Warrior turned around and shouted, "Withdraw the tide! Retreat!"    

A blazing flame lit up in front of Deep One Warrior's eyes.    

It was too late.