On the road? How to get on the road?
Although he knew that the other party did not mean that, Rope could still hear the indescribable evil in his words.
This was probably the nature of deep divers. Sealed in the deep sea where even time was meaningless, their arrogant lives were filled with cold beauty. Their cruelty was unbelievable, and their lives were eternal. As Cthulhu's servant race, they would not die from aging. They would not die unless they were affected by external forces.
But the problem was that he didn't know how to swim…
After the Deep Diver finished speaking, Lope stood in his original position with an awkward look on his face and had no intention of moving.
After a while, the leader of the Divers seemed to have noticed something. He said something in a language that Lope did not understand. Then, a petite female Diver came forward and stretched out her scaly right hand.
"Please hold my hand tightly and let me lead you.”
Hearing this, the corner of Rope's mouth twitched. Regardless of the resistance in his heart, he still covered his palm with the 'claws' that had already turned into fish.
Following the group of divers, Lope shuttled through the sea.
This was the deep sea.
Strange corals and all kinds of ferocious fish that he could not name could be seen everywhere. When he passed by the deep-sea trench, he even encountered a huge sperm whale.
However, these guys, who could have swaggered around in their own territory, all gave way to the group of deep divers. It was as if there was something terrifying on their bodies that made these ferocious fish not dare to approach.
"This can already be considered as additional protection, right?”
Rope casually asked the Diver who was pulling him forward.
" We believe in the great Sleepers, so we are nobles of the deep sea. Ordinary sea creatures are our subjects.”The petite Diver saw through Rope's question and explained in a cold tone.
"Chosen One, we are almost there."
After circling around a dark gray reef, the holy city where the Great Old Ones lived, the City of the Deep Sea, R'lyeh, finally revealed its true colors.
In the city ruled by the God of Slumber, the towering stone pillars and broken walls were clearly visible, carved with traces of time flow and seawater corrosion. Thick green liquid dripped from the dark building, hinting at the hidden horror. Hieroglyphic characters covered every wall and every stone pillar. From a deeper part of the ground, from an unknown direction, came a series of sounds that could not be called sound.
After leading Lope to the bottom of the sea, the deep divers took the initiative to retreat. They knelt on the ground a few meters behind Lope as if they were worshipping some supreme existence.
"Young human, welcome to the Endless Sea of the Sleepers.”
Accompanied by a loud noise like muffled thunder, Rope finally saw the anomaly that he had overlooked just now.
The father of the deep divers was squatting at the entrance of the holy city, silent like a giant statue.
In the Cthulhu mythology, the subordinate god of Cthulhu, the God of Slumber who ruled the sea, the spouse of the Mother God Hydra.
'Father of the Deep Divers' Dagon.
"My respects to you, Your Highness Dagon." Rope stroked with his right hand. Then, he bowed to this genuine god. "I don't know what I did to alarm you.”
"There's no need to deliberately belittle yourself, human.”
Dagon opened his dark green eyes and stared at Lope emotionlessly.
"In the face of fate, there is only certainty. The great Cthulhu had long foreseen this in the long river. You will become the brightest star among billions of ordinary things.”
"I'm terrified."
Lope did not care about Dagon's sugar-coated cannonball. As long as this group of crazy evil gods from Crusu mythology made a move, nothing good would happen. He had to be careful now. If he was not careful, he would lose his life.
But…
"Isn't His Majesty the Sleeper still wandering in the Eternal Dreamland? Why would he have the time to look at me?”
According to what Lope knew, Cthulhu, the ruler of the Old Ones and the God of Slumber, sank to the bottom of the sea along with his territory, R'lyeh, during a rebellion in ancient times. After that, he did not care about the world. Even the occasional communication with his believers was through dreams.
The phrase 'O Lord Cthulhu, who has been sleeping, enter your dream', came from here.
"This is not something you can understand.”
Dagon didn't bother to explain Rope's question. He waved his hand and dismissed the Divers behind Rope before turning around and walking into R'lyeh.
"Follow me. The great Cthulhu has been waiting for a long time.”
Walking in the ancient city, Lope didn't have a good feeling.
It was not just the undersea plants that often tripped his feet, but also the gloomy gazes that peeked out from the dark houses. Rope was sure that if Dagon wasn't beside him, the indescribable terror would have rushed out of the room and drunk the blood of humans that he hadn't seen for a long time.
Bracing himself, Lope followed behind Dagon's huge body. After passing a small section of the stone bridge, they finally arrived at their destination.
It was the most majestic building in the city.
The temple was built in a cylindrical manner, and coral reefs crawled around it in a pilgrimage manner.
Rope could feel that if R'lyeh City only gave him the feeling of an 'otherworld', then this temple was really something in a different dimension. It was strange and detached, full of indescribable pressure, and the residence of a true god.
"Be careful of your words and actions, human, if you don't want to anger the great Cthulhu.”
Dagon lowered his head and looked at Lope. He stretched out his scaly claws and condensed a dark green light into Lope's forehead.
"My divine power can protect your brain so that it won't go crazy from looking at that greatness. The rest is up to you. Whether it was death or rebirth, it was all predestined by fate.”
Rope scratched his head and realized that after accepting Dagon's divine power, his fear had indeed been suppressed to the extreme, replaced by a rising rationality.
"Thank you." Lowering his head, Rope bowed to the father of the Deep Divers.
No matter what the other party was thinking, it was an indisputable fact that he had protected her.
With that, Rope walked through the door of the temple.
The seawater scraped against his skin, causing his body temperature to disappear. However, an alternative force protected him from the deep sea. This contradictory feeling made Rope very uncomfortable.
After passing through the temple, Lope finally arrived at his destination, Cthulhu's throne.
In the empty temple, a clear and majestic voice rang out.
"Welcome to my divine kingdom, summoned.”
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