Chapter 175 Hastur, the King in Yellow (please subscribe)

"A massive epidemic among the army?"

After hearing the description of Quetzalcoatl, Ergani fell into thinking, "Dragonborn once received the blessing of our father, and their physical fitness has exceeded ordinary. The plague that can infect these strong dragonborn warriors on a large scale is indeed incredible.

Maybe it comes from nature."

"The enemy is coming fiercely."

Ergani frowned and sighed in distress.

Even before the war began, Ergani had already anticipated that the direction of the war would be affected by outside influences.

These influences may come from the ancient gods born in the galaxy where the Golden World Tree is located, or they may come from the more mysterious Old Ones, but when such influences really come to the battlefield.

The various mysterious powers displayed by those old rulers.

Ergani still had to deal with it carefully.

"Huh?"

During the conversation, Ergani seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. She suddenly looked towards the depths of the subspace, and in the crimson chaotic sky, a dark yellow light appeared.

"It is the soul of a mortal after death." Quetzalcoatl followed Ergani's gaze and discovered the origin of the firefly-like light.

"However, it is different from ordinary dragonborns."

Quetzalcoatl added.

The light of a normal dragonborn's soul after death is golden, but the light of this soul is not only much darker, but also very turbid in color, making it look like it is polluted.

A hooked toe of the Quetzalcoatl turned its spirituality into a thin thread and wrapped it around the weak soul.

Under the guidance of spirituality, the soul flew towards the palm of Quetzalcoatl.

Finally, he fell under the gaze of two gods.

"The name of this mortal is Aeneas. I have some impression of him. He was a very brave warrior. He was eventually infected with the plague. Has he died of the plague now?"

Quetzalcoatl said with some regret.

Even though thousands of years have passed, the connection between the subspace and the physical universe has become much closer.

However, the dragonborn's power and soul strength have generally declined a lot after the Ice Age.

To this day, being able to send one's soul into the subspace after death is still something only extremely powerful warriors can do. Each of these people is one of the strongest in a million.

"Those plagues not only destroyed his body, but also infected his soul."

Ergani said.

The goddess looked at Aeneas in front of her, with a rare shock in her tone.

In the soul state of Aeneas, the lower body is somewhat illusory, while the upper body is still the same shape as before life. However, compared with the ordinary dragonborn, Aeneas's body at this time is covered with rotten sores, and the spirit state is

Dark yellow worms burrowed in the exposed sores, and his body also underwent horrific mutations.

Some ferocious tentacles extend from Aeneas's chin, chest, and elbows.

It looks extremely evil.

"Is he harvesting believers from the earth in this way?" Quetzalcoatl said solemnly: "Those dragon descendants are the wealth left by his father, and what he hates most is that this land is arbitrarily defiled by foreign evil gods.

Although my father is not here now, we still have the responsibility to protect the believers living here."

"You're right."

Ergani nodded. Through the authority of wisdom, the goddess at this time had already obtained some information about this god.

However, after learning the lesson from provoking Mordiggian last time.

At this time, Ergani used her authority in a much more concealed manner. The god did not realize that his existence was being observed by outsiders. Of course, the information the goddess got from it was also very limited.

However, this is enough.

"Hasta, the King in Yellow." Ergani said: "He comes from an ancient galaxy called Carcosa in outer space. He has the authority to control wind and disease. He is an ancient and powerful old man.

Dominator."

"He looks very difficult to deal with, but I'd better go and meet him in person."

Quetzalcoatl pointed to the severely alienated dragonborn soul in front of him and said: "With its help, I should be able to find traces of the King in Yellow in the world of Noland."

"However, since the other party does not want to hide his thoughts, it means that the other party is confident that he is stronger than us."

Erganile said with some concern: "In this case, you may encounter danger if you go alone. Let me go with you. Even if we encounter an invincible opponent, we can find a solution together.

"

Hearing these words of Ergani.

However, Quetzalcoatl shook his head: "There is no need for this, I am very confident in my own strength. And if I really encounter danger, with the help of the Void Authority, even the powerful Old Ones will not be able to stop it.

If I were alone, I would be in danger."

"But…"

Quetzalcoatl saw his sister's hesitant look.

He smiled and said: "No need to say more, and the trouble on the frontal battlefield is also very big. If you and I disappear at the same time, once Zeus notices this opportunity, it may lead to catastrophic consequences. For mortals, gods

Its power is irresistible."

"All right."

After weighing the pros and cons, Ergani could only agree to Quetzalcoatl's proposal.

She stretched out her hand to rub the soft feathers on Quetzalcoatl's cheek, and saw the giant body of Quetzalcoatl transform into a stream of light and disappear from in front of her, along with Aeneas' restless soul.

…

Over mountains and oceans.

The sunlight was blocked by some invisible force, and the surrounding scenery was gradually enveloped in a dark yellow smoke screen.

The Quetzalcoatl stopped near a lake. It was quiet all around. Huge trees grew around the lake. Those ancient trees were incredibly tall, hundreds of meters tall. They looked like mountains rising from the ground.

The appearance of each tree is dry and twisted, like a demon with teeth and claws.

The dark yellow smoke screen, wrapped in the pungent smell of decay, flows like a stream in the huge twisted forest. There seems to be an inexplicable whisper in the ears, but if you listen carefully, you can't hear anything.

The Quetzalcoatl landed on the lakeside, its platinum-gold pupils looked towards the strange lake, quietly waiting for something.

Gululu!

It seemed that he had sensed the arrival of Quetzalcoatlus.

The lake water began to boil, and a huge figure slowly emerged from it.

The monster was wearing a dark yellow robe and looked like a skinny human being. His face was covered by a huge hood, and through the gaps between the hoods you could see the wrinkled dark green skin. He had no facial features or face.

, but there is a pupil shining with dark yellow light in the center of the head. Behind this monster, a bright moon-like magic ring is slowly rotating, appearing and disappearing in the mist.

Sacred and evil, two completely opposite temperaments are cleverly integrated into the monster's body, reciprocating like yin and yang, achieving a harmonious unity.

Quetzalcoatl immediately understood.

The monster in front of me is Hastur, the King in Yellow in the Elgani prophecy.

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