Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

The small monk named Lianru was carrying a five foot long sheathed Notaqi as he anxiously paced around the building. The young monk was still young, but his height was not even as tall as the saber. From afar, he looked like a little monkey carrying a long stick. A dozen or so young men with spears in their hands were surrounding him. They were sizing up the tall building in front of them.    

Although Lianru had gained a lot of knowledge by following Monk Chidori around, his knowledge was still limited. Like the other young men who came from the villages nearby, Lianru had no idea about the Imperial Palace. He didn't even know much about the Emperor.    

When Monk Chidori said he was going to save the Emperor, Lianru immediately thought of a rich and luxurious family in his hometown. They were just ordinary landlords. In Lianru's opinion, since the Heavenly Emperor could rule so many lands, he must be a super big landlord.    

However, Lianru had never seen a landlord with so many problems.    

Master did not allow him to bring the Notaqi into the hall, saying that he would offend the Heavenly Emperor. This was the reason why Lianru stayed here. Although Lianru had always disliked that man called Sanpu Jie, he was even more unwilling to hand over the Notaqi that his master passed to him to someone else. Therefore, Lianru could only choose to bring a dozen or so young men to guard the Yin Ming Sect. He would guard the retreat path for the people who had already entered the Palace.    

Looking into the building, it was still pitch black inside. He could only vaguely see the outline of the building in the distance. There were no torches or footsteps. There were shouts coming from afar. However, they were all shouts such as "exorcise the demons" or "Bodhisattva of the Southern Land of Desolation." Lianru's ears felt like they were going to calluses when he heard these things.    

Lianru had never thought that shouting a few words of exorcism or a few Buddhist chants could solve any problem. The person who truly did things had to be like his master. Although he never chanted the Buddhist proclamation of Ksitigarbha, he was like Ksitigarbha who calmed his heart down and made a career.    

This was something worth learning for him.    

His master would always be the most powerful person.    

Monk Chidori's delayed return made Lianru somewhat uneasy. This was the first time he had been separated from his master for so long. After becoming his master's disciple, no matter what his master did, he would always bring him along. Hunting, cooking, receiving requests to create Devil Slaying Spear. Even if it was an extremely dangerous task to get rid of demons, he had never taken a step away from his master. Although most of the time, he could only drag his master down. But his master had never disliked him for being useless. He only patiently taught him how to do it better.    

And now, his master had already entered the Palace to eliminate demons, but he could only stand here.    

The cool autumn night breeze blew on Lianru, who was wearing thin clothes, and he could not help but shiver.    

"Power assist." Lianru called out to a young man holding a spear, "Why hasn't Master come out yet?"    

"Mage Lianru." The man named Quan Zhizhi nodded in agreement, "Master Chidori should still be subduing demons, right? After all, the Nine-tailed Fox is so powerful... Sigh, isn't he out now? "    

Chaotic footsteps could be heard from afar. The young men holding spears held torches in their hands as they walked over under the lead of Sanpu Jie, who was wearing a green robe.    

Looking at the figures getting closer and closer, Lianru was pleasantly surprised as he tried his best to find Monk Chidori among the crowd.    

However, he did not see that familiar tall figure.    

What... was going on?    

Where was he?    

"Zhang Zisuke!"    

Lianru rushed over in a panic.    

"My master..."    

Lianru was stunned.    

He had indeed seen his own master.    

Monk Chidori, who was covered in wounds, was being carried by two young men. On Monk Chidori's neck, a huge wound could be clearly seen.    

His master was dead.    

"Crack!"    

The five-feet-long sheathed Notaqi fell to the ground.    

Master was dead.    

"Venerable Lianru, please hold your condolences."    

Looking at the stunned Lianru, sanpu Jie's face was full of grief.    

"Master Chidori was originally on par with the Nine-tailed Fox, but those magnates attacked Master Chidori in order to control their demons..."    

"Oh."    

Lianru stared blankly at Monk Chidori's corpse. He did not hear any of Sanpu Jie's words.    

He only knew that his master was dead.    

His master was dead.    

There was nothing left.    

There was nothing left.    

"Zheng -"    

The Notaqi that had fallen to the ground and no one cared about it left its sheath and fell into Lianru's hand.    

The blade buzzed like a dragon's roar.    

This fierce blade, which had once been forged by the evil spirits of a large country, seemed to be welcoming its new owner in this way.    

"This kid discovered it!"    

The spear-wielding young men were shocked. Then, they immediately pointed their spears at Lianru, who was standing there in a daze.    

"Kill him!"    

Discovered?    

Lianru looked at the people in front of him blankly.    

Discovering what?    

"Mage Lianru, don't be rash!" Sanpu Jie broke out in a cold sweat. "I'm also very sad about Master Chidori's death. But those enemies who killed Master Chidori... "    

However, before Sanpu Jie could finish his words, the young men had already stabbed the spears in their hands.    

"Kill him! This little baldy is definitely a trump card left behind by the old baldy!"    

"He's already pulled out his saber!"    

"If he doesn't die, we'll all die!"    

Die? Why should he die?    

In a trance, a dozen or so Devil Slaying Spear had already pierced through Lianru's body.    

"You all..."    

Sanpu Jisuke looked at Lianru's thin monk robe that was dyed red with blood and was stunned.    

He originally wanted to take Lianru as his combat strength. After all, children were very gullible. But who would have thought that these young men with ulterior motives wouldn't be able to keep their composure? They took the initiative to attack the child.    

'Forget it, I'll just kill him. ' In any case, the Heavenly Emperor had already fallen into his hands. It was also good that Lianru died. After all, this kid was Monk Chidori's only disciple. In the future, there might be disputes regarding power.    

"Sigh..."    

Sanpu Zhisuke sighed and waved his hand.    

"Alright, let's send Mage Lianru on his way..."    

Zheng -    

A buzzing sound interrupted Sanpu Jie's words.    

Sanpu Jie saw the light.    

A thin silver light cut through the shaft of the Demon Slayer Spear, cutting the hard shaft in half.    

The youth holding the five-foot-long saber steadily landed on the ground.    

Looking at the dozen or so halved spears still stuck into the youth's body, sanpu Jie stood rooted to the ground, as if he had seen a flood or a fierce beast.    

And the youth who was viewed as a flood and fierce beast still had not recovered from his shock.    

Why did these people want to kill him?    

Lianru did not know. He only knew that his master was dead.    

What was death?    

When would he die?    

Lianru inexplicably thought of his hometown. He thought of the first time he saw his master. He also thought of the ferocious evil ghost that had killed everyone.    

Wisps of black mist escaped from Lianru's body and wrapped around the five-foot-long blade. They were inseparable.    

That evil ghost had killed everyone.    

He had died a long time ago.    

Then why did these people in front of me want to kill me? Wasn't he already dead?    

Looking at Monk Chidori's corpse, Lianru seemed to have understood something.    

"Demon Lord..."    

Sanpu Jie looked at Lianru, who was wrapped in the black fog, and the dozens of Devil Slaying Spear stuck in Monk Chidori's body in despair.    

Monk Chidori's disciple was actually this kind of monster...    

A dozen Devil Slaying Spear was simply not enough!    

"Kill!" Sanpu Jisuke cried out in panic, "Quickly kill him!"    

However, before the young men could make a move, Lianru had already swept up a black fog and rushed over.    

Great demon?    

Lianru remembered that his master had mentioned this before. All powerful demons were called demons.    

But why would the person in front of him suddenly mention a demon lord?    

Forget it, this wasn't important.    

"Zheng - -"    

The blade shone like snow.    

He only knew that his master was already dead.