Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

Although he had been a Horrifying Upright Ape for a period of time, he didn't have any ill feelings towards humans. However, this didn't mean that he would show goodwill to any human. Du Kang would do his best to fight for a way out for those easterners who looked like their parents and elders. However, for these natives who looked like natives, Du Kang would give them a lot of face if he did not ask those easterners to come and colonize them.    

With Du Kang's several hundred years of life experience in Shenzhou, it was not difficult to support a force that could cross the ocean to "educate" these natives. At most, it would only take a hundred years.    

But Du Kang did not do so. He was already a monster and could not interfere too much in the matters of humans. Although he had to intervene, there was nothing he could do to stop him. However, the path of humans still had to depend on themselves.    

He didn't need to interfere too much, he just wanted to watch some fun. Although those incidents happened right before Du Kang's eyes, these incidents had nothing to do with him.    

Whether it was the living corpses or the Serpent People, they felt that a life and death battle was just a trivial matter in Du Kang's eyes. The battle between the two shrimp warriors was much more exciting than theirs.    

Du Kang knew very well that only monsters could communicate with monsters.    

Besides, it was not certain which side Du Kang would help in this battle. Although these humans had indeed treated him for a period of time, according to the hints given by the snake-legged old man regarding corn, the Glaaki that these humans wanted to deal with was likely the powerful existence that he was looking for. He wanted to receive this powerful existence on Nyarlathotep's behalf. Then, he would fulfill one of Nyarlathotep's wishes as a meeting gift.    

In the midst of the battle, it was easy to guess what that powerful existence called Glaaki wanted to do.    

Du Kang didn't really like the actions of this existence called Glaaki. If it was said that Cthulhu was passively attracting idiots to come and die, and Nyarlathotep was just sitting there and watching those brainless idiots die, then the Glaaki was actively seeking sacrifices.    

Du Kang, who had already become a monster, had no right to criticize the Glaaki for disregarding human lives. However, even if he stood on the monster's side, the Glaaki's actions would still have a huge problem.    

If this blue planet was treated as a fish pond, and those humans were compared to fish... The Glaaki's actions, which seemed to be coming down personally, were undoubtedly prepared to scoop up all the fish.    

This kind of unscrupulous behavior was rarely done even by monsters. Even Suo Sotos knew that he needed Du Kang's help to block it when he appeared, in order to prevent the destruction of those weak creatures. Although the story of killing the chicken to retrieve the egg could not be spread to the monsters, everyone knew what it meant.    

However, the idea of the Glaaki was perfectly normal in the eyes of the monsters.    

He was the normal one. Those that had different thoughts were all brain problems. The creatures that were weaker than him were ants. This was the way the monsters thought. Casually manipulating the fate of the 'ants'. Whoever was pleasing to the eye, he would satisfy the other party's wishes in his own way. Whoever was not pleasing to the eye, he would wave his hand and kill his entire family. This was the way the monsters handled things.    

But... it was hard to accept.    

Perhaps because he was once an "ant," and an ant among ants, Du Kang found it hard to accept these things.    

However, monsters only had monsters in their own kind.    

Watching from the sidelines was Du Kang's choice in this matter. He would not help these humans. This would not do them any good. He wouldn't help the Glaaki that was also a monster, this could be considered as giving these humans some face.    

As for now...    

Du Kang raised his head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Under the cover of the night, he left the village that he had stayed in for a period of time.    

It was time to go.    

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"Time to go"    

Under the night sky, in the dangerous forest, a man wearing a hood spoke.    

"Even the God's Thorn was sent down?"    

"It was sent down." The man in the hood nodded. "The living corpse is ready. However... do you want to summon a clone of a god? "    

"Mhm?" A figure wearing a hood raised his tone. "Do you think we can't win?"    

"That is Yig's territory after all. It's right to be careful." The man wearing the hood calmly explained, "If Yig really attacked, with the clone of the god, we would at least have a chance to retreat."    

"That's right." The man with the hood nodded. "But there's no need to rush. Go and pick five living corpses. If there's a change in the situation, directly summon the clone of the god."    

"All right."    

The hooded figure waved his hand, and countless living corpses silently walked out of the forest with spears in their hands.    

"Let's go."    

"Send them 'eternal life'."    

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Under the bright moon, in Snake-legged Old Man's courtyard.    

Ten Serpent People Warriors were silently sharpening their scimitars, preparing for the upcoming battle. The captain of the Serpent People was holding a cane and looking at Snake-legged Old Man, who was smoking a pipe.    

He waved his hand to disperse the smoke that was drifting over, and the Serpent People holding the cane sighed.    

"The slave catchers of the Glaaki have 'weapons' in their hands. This place might not be able to defend."    

"I know."    

Snake-legged Old Man nodded.    

"So come with me." The Serpent People stared at Snake-legged Old Man, "The son of Yig doesn't deserve to die in meaningless conflicts. You should know very well that those humans are just some stupid ants. They are not worth the life of the son of Yig."    

"I'm not going. I'm not going anywhere. "    

Snake-legged Old Man shook his head.    

"I'm already old. I'm about to die. This is my home. I just want to die in my own home. The humans you speak of are all my family, I just want them to live well."    

" I chose the path myself, I made the decision myself " Snake-legged Old Man spat out a mouthful of smoke. "Besides, dying in battle is more glorious than dying of old age, isn't it?"    

"You..."    

The Serpent People gave Snake-legged Old Man a deep look.    

Snake-legged Old Man smiled as he smoked.    

"Forget it." The Serpent People holding the cane shook his head. "Up to you."    

"That's right." Snake-legged Old Man seemed to have thought of something. "What's with the corn harvest this year? It's different from what we agreed on. "    

"It's a special case this year." Touching his cane, Serpent People explained to the old man, "Originally, the gods had planned to rain here. However, something went wrong in the middle, and the date was delayed. So, it's normal to receive an apology... Wait a minute. "    

Serpent People lifted his cane.    

"My magic arts Monitoring has been activated, northwest direction."    

Following his movements, the Serpent People soldiers who were sorting out their weapons stood up one after another.    

"Let's go."    

Waving his cane, he brought the only combat force in the village to welcome them.    

"The enemy is coming."