Dagon didn't explain Wang Mu's question, but just waved his hand and let the divers behind him leave. Then he turned and walked towards Laray. "Keep up, the great Cthulhu has been waiting for a long time."

Walking in the ancient city, Wang Mu felt very bad.

Not only do undersea plants often trip over their feet, but also the gloomy sight, peeking out of the dark house. Wang Mu was sure that if Dagon hadn't been by his side, then an inexplicable fear would have rushed out of the room and drank the blood of a person he hadn't seen for a long time.

Wang Mu followed Dagon's huge body in a daze, passed a small stone bridge, and finally reached his destination.

It is the grandest building in the city of La Grolia.

Cylindrical buildings, coral reefs crawl around the temple in the form of pilgrimages.

Wang Mu could feel that if the city of Lalaiye only brought him the feeling of a "foreign world", then this temple was really in a different dimension, strange and transcendent, full of inexplicable oppression, and it was the real abode of gods.

"Be careful with your words, human, if you don't want to offend the great Cthulhu."

Dagon looked down at the Queen Mother and saw Shen. His scaly claws gathered a dark green glow on his forehead.

"I have the power to protect your brain from looking at something so great and crazy, it's up to you. Whether it is life or death, it is predestined.

Wang Mu touched his head and found that when he accepted Dagon's power, his fear was indeed suppressed to the extreme. On the contrary, his reasons are getting stronger.

"Thank you." Wang Mu lowered his head and saluted the diver's father.

Regardless of the other person's state of mind, protect yourself from the truly indisputable facts.

And the Queen Mother went in through the gate of the temple.

The sea was scraping at his skin, causing his body temperature to drop, but there was a different force protecting him from the depths. This contradictory feeling made Wang Mu very uncomfortable.

After passing through the main hall, Wang Mu finally reached his destination, the throne of Cthulhu.

In the empty temple, a clear and great voice sounded.

"Welcome to my kingdom." What does it look like?

As a member of the old rulers, the figure of Cthullu has some characteristics of an octopus, a bat, and a human. His head is the soft flesh of a deer, his body is fat and scaly, his forelimbs are soft and claw-like, and behind him are a pair of rough wings that do not seem to have taken shape.

Lovecraft and Dressy both offer horrific descriptions of the snickering of the mythological system, and theoretically the positive words "beauty," "elegance," and "luxury" have nothing to do with it.

But...

"You...... Is it His Majesty Cthulhu?

Wang Mu looked at the figure on the sedan chair in disbelief. For a moment, he felt his three views overturned by the scene before him, and he was so shocked that he almost forgot that he was in the presence of the true God.

With a delicate face, a cold expression, long green silky hair, and a body holding the Coral Scepter that is so uneven, that there is a magical white silky leg

Wang Mu swore that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

However, there is no doubt that sitting on that throne is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, a "human" in every sense of the word.

"What's wrong? Well, this power ......"

The little girl lowered her head, her soulless eyes flashing with a deep blue light, and her voice was cold and piercing.

"Looks like Dagon did something extra. His stupid head didn't want to think about how I could make my precious "caller" stare at me like crazy.

You're not an octopus head yourself... Wang Mu laughed wordlessly in his heart.

But I can't say this sentence to death, when it comes to the sudden death of the whole family, the hearse will drift.

"As you can see, this gesture is just to make it easier for you to accept." She stood up and spread her palms. "After all, humans are visual creatures, and this change, of course, is to win you the rest of your life."

"I don't know what you want me to do?"

Wang Mu is the heart and will pull his beauty out of the world.

"I'm just a guy who happened to read Lallaire's work, and I'm lucky to be here. Am I just a special person to you?"

What do gods, especially those of Cthulhu, have to do with humans?

Wang Mu wanted to break his head.

"Something special? It's not special at all. ”

Cthulhu pulled Zoey up and tried to squeeze out a smile, but it was a half-smile of fear.

After several attempts, she gave up, helpless, unfamiliar with the human body, and she was unable to make complex facial movements.

"Wang Mu, do you believe in the inevitability of fate?"

Is fate inevitable? Wang Mu chewed on this sentence, just now, Dagon said the same thing to him.

"Are you talking about the inevitable trend of things going and changing?"

Wang Mu thought for a while and said. "While both chance and necessity have their own arguments, I personally believe that necessity is the real logical causality."

It's like a child throwing a random banana peel and a busy office worker stepping on it and sliding over it. Whether it is a child or an office worker, it is an accident, but when put together, it becomes inevitable, which is also a theory of cause and effect.

"Yes."

Cthulhu nodded, paddling his white fingers in the water for a moment, turning his blue power into a galaxy.

"At our level, we will know that necessity is the foundation of the multiverse. It's like you've got an artifact. This was decided millions of years ago. And now, you come to me, it is destined.

That little bit of starlight gradually turned into Wang Mu's trace, and in front of the true god, everything could not escape his gaze.

"Wang Mu, do you know the full name of your so-called 'cultural relics'?"

"'The supreme candidate god has inherited the artifact.'"

Wang Mu was not surprised, Keshuru knew that she had a genetic artifact. If she is a true god, she can't even see it, which will make Wang Mu have the idea of "just like that".

"Well, I don't need to explain much, but I know a little. For the first time in the real world, something was established by the gods at the beginning of the multiverse, helping all things to become true gods. ”

Keshulu picked up his skirt, wore white stockings and stepped on the stone steps on his jade feet, and walked towards Wang Mu step by step.

"As much as you and I agree on the inevitability of fate, the decisions you make next will affect your future. For this is the way of the future God, and even I, the one who is here to call you, only offer to do so.

Wang Mu, who was chasing sugar-coated cannonballs, flapped his wings.

What could be more exciting than a true God telling you that "you will become a god in the future"? I don't think so.