Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

There seemed to be a loud shout in his heart. A young man carrying a big blade was pacing back and forth in the streets and alleys of this ancient city.    

His name was Guan Che, the resurgence of the Emperor of Guan Han Dynasty. Of course, this was only in the past. Now, it had already been an unknown period of time. Even the Guan Han Dynasty had long been destroyed in the long river of time. Naturally, he was no longer the emperor.    

The current him was merely a wandering martial artist.    

This should be the capital city of this enormous empire, but it was not Chang'an, which he was familiar with. He had heard that this huge empire was called "Ming." Just like the Guan Han Dynasty that he ruled in the past, it was a very powerful country. However, with Guan Che's experience and experience, of course, he could see that although this empire looked fierce on the surface, in fact, it was already getting weaker.    

If there were not a few heroes of the modern world who broke the rules and allowed the Big Boss Empire to move again, then it would definitely be a repeat of the chaotic battles of the heroes of the past.    

But this had nothing to do with the current Guan Che.    

Naturally, there would be people who would do things like helping the country. He wasn't interested in reviving the Han Dynasty. Since everything had already been handed over to those descendants, it was up to them to decide what to do with them. Whether it was prosperity or decline, it was just a fleeting cloud in the end.    

He had lived for too long, so he had a deep understanding of this point.    

Thinking about it carefully, he did not know how long he had lived. From one battlefield to another, once he won an enemy, he would continue to face the next enemy, endless battles, endless slaughter. Having lived this kind of life for a long time, people's concept of time could not help but become much fainter.    

He only knew that during this period of cultivation with his master, he was very happy.    

So, no matter what, he didn't want to fight to the death with his master.    

Thinking about it carefully, perhaps there was still some conflict between him and his master - when they first met, that black-robed man blocked his path and almost killed him. However, after following him for a while, Guan Che understood that the other party did not mean to kill him.    

The spiral of slaughter, the vortex of battle, this was the fate of warriors. As long as one picked up a weapon, as long as one chose to fight, they would never be able to escape from the iron cage of fate. Hatred, ambition, responsibility, honor and even pure desire to kill, all kinds of emotions intersected and weaved together to form this net.    

And within this net, there was nowhere for them to escape.    

It was very obvious that his master understood this point - or rather, his master was even willing to endure it. As long as there was an opponent, as long as they could fight, his master would definitely not refuse.    

Although he still maintained his human appearance on the surface, his master had long become a fierce beast that only knew how to kill.    

Just like that Dragon-Li cat that was as big as a tiger.    

But he didn't want to become like that.    

Yes, fighting is fun, but fighting is never the whole thing of life. Making battle fill the entire life, only turning into a complete madman - - - you have to know, other than fighting, in life, there were so many things to do. There was so much fun to talk about.    

Most importantly, if they continued to fight like this, what was there to talk about?    

Father and son, brothers, friends, family... As long as they could become stronger, everyone was the target of slaughter. Tearing apart flesh and trampling on corpses, countless people were swept into this bloody vortex. They thought that they could reach the end of this path, but in the end, they would still become stepping stones for even more powerful individuals.    

Just like him and his master.    

In order not to kill each other with his cheap master, Guan Che had suppressed himself for too long. He did not think or learn. He simply relied on his instincts to swing his sword. The enemies he chose were also weak opponents. Everything was to prevent himself from improving.    

Because as long as he continued to improve, one day, his master would swing his sword at him.    

But now, it was almost too late.    

It was very obvious that the black-robed man had already noticed that he was deliberately suppressing his cultivation in order to prevent his advancement. The other party was starting to get impatient and did not want to wait any longer. Because he didn't have an appropriate opponent, his master had already shifted his gaze to him.    

This was a contest of will, a contest of all means. Only by using all his strength, only by dividing life and death, would the one who survived be stronger.    

That was why his master was so greedy for killing.    

It was all because the fruit of victory was so sweet and beautiful.    

He had nowhere to run in the face of the fiercest and most powerful War Ghost he had ever seen.    

However, Guan Che didn't want to die. He didn't want to die at all. He didn't want his master's sharp sword to break his chest. He also didn't want to cut open his master's neck with his saber. Fighting, traveling... Occasionally drinking some wine to understand the local customs and customs... Or read a few fresh books - - - although it was plain, but it was also very interesting... Why must they fight to the death?    

Guan Che did not understand.    

He also did not want to understand.    

"Damn it..."    

Guan Che was irritated by these meaningless things. He immediately swung the large saber in his hand.    

"F * ck!"    

Boom!    

The cloth that was wrapped around the blade was sent flying in all directions. The huge crack ran through the entire road.    

At the end of the crack, the young man named Guan Che held his blade and let out a deep sigh.    

Just like his master had done before, he could also defeat the earth.    

But what was the use of that?    

He couldn't defeat that killing spiral, nor could he defeat himself.    

Sometimes, no matter how strong he was, it was meaningless.    

"Ah!!"    

Facing the dark night sky, Guan Che faced the sky and let out a long roar.    

There was no meaning to anything. Then he might as well...    

"Ah!!!"    

The sudden shout interrupted Guan Che's roar.    

"Help!"    

... "What?"    

Listening to the approaching cry for help, and the loud noise, Guan Che turned his head in surprise.    

He saw the bones.    

There were piles of bones.    

"Save me!"    

On the war chariot made of white bones, a figure dressed in tattered clothes was screaming shrilly.    

"I don't want to die!"    

"Oh..."    

After looking at the war chariot made of white bones, Guan Che immediately knew what was going on.    

"Can't we make a turn?"    

"Help me!"    

The eunuch named Liu Xi was screaming at the top of his lungs.    

"I don't want to..."    

Boom!    

Liu Xi was speechless.    

It was because the entire war chariot was floating in the air.    

Or perhaps...    

He was captured.    

"Hey!"    

Guan Che stretched out his arms and grabbed the white bone chariot. Then, he raised the chariot high up into the sky.    

He also threw Liu Xi down.    

"Are you alright?"    

Putting down the war chariot, Guan Che looked at it carefully.    

"This mechanical structure... Ah, isn't it able to turn? Then what are you shouting for? ... What's wrong with you?"    

In Guan Che's line of sight, the eunuch named Liu Xi fell to his knees with a thud.    

Liu Xi himself didn't know why he knelt down, but this inexplicable feeling was like an instinct. He only had one choice in the face of the imposing manner of this tall man in front of him. He could only kneel, and only kneel. Just like when he was in the Palace.    

It was as if he had seen...    

"Your Majesty?"    

Liu Xi subconsciously exclaimed.    

It was as if he had seen the emperor.