Chapter 209: Crazy circus (1/2)
The subsystem and KP have fallen into a dead silence for the development in front of them.
One of them is the host of Zong Jiu, and the other is the host of the cult leader.
But neither of them has seen such a battle before!
To be honest, the infinite loop has existed for so long, every so long about ten years, there will be a batch of survivors selected to enter the Super S-level dungeon, and many of them have entered the plane supported by the ten-sided dice.
After hosting for so many years, I have never seen any big storms between the subsystem and KP. Fortunately, like the leader of the cult who looked directly at the ancient gods and could barely survive, I have seen it. The opening is countless big failures and I have seen myself sent away directly. The teammates are dying and throw out the big failure first aid directly. I've seen him who sent his teammate's soul to the west in the past.
But they have seen so many examples, they have never seen one who tried to impersonate the old dominator.
But I can't say impersonating. Strictly speaking, the magician is just a mania with manic symptoms.
The problem is that this temporary crazy mania has once been drawn as a trainee, but no one has won it like Zong Jiu played in secret.
I think I am a Cthulhu, and I persuade others to think I am a Cthulhu, these are completely two concepts.
Of course, persuading others to think that you are a Cthulhu, and persuading Cthulhu that you are a Cthulhu, these are two more concepts.
Looking at the yellow-clothed magician in front of him, he firmly believes that he is the king of the yellow-clothed, and chatting and laughing with Shabu Nicholas who just descended from the sky—
Sub-system: numb, destroy it.jpg
For a moment, it even felt that this one of the three-pillar primitive gods who only lived under the master of the universe, Asathos, was the black goat of the forest, who had bred thousands of descendants, whether it was a bit stupid.
But when I think of a big success in persuasion and a big success in words, the sub-system is relieved again.
It cast aside the doubts in its heart and tried to convince itself of the unstoppable power of the magician. Today, even if it is Asathos, it has to kneel.
The cold black tentacles danced in the sky, and thousands of mouths continued to drip with saliva, making an obscure sound of disgust.
Strictly speaking, the communication method used by Cthulhu is impossible for humans to understand. Don't even say that they understand, even hearing their real names requires a sanity check, which is completely called the rational wear and tear of intelligent creatures.
So of course, Zong Jiu couldn't understand either.
Even if he threw another ten big successes, he wouldn't understand it, because it was impossible to light up the Cthulhu language skill on the identity card belonging to a human being. Not to mention that Zong Jiu is just a Xibei goods evil god.
But the white-haired youth did not panic at all.
He stood with his hands in his hands, letting the **** and unpleasant wind lift up the corners of his ragged yellow robe, his white hair flying in the deep and terrible night, and her face indifferent and unpredictable. Human appearance.
Zong Jiu listened to the Supreme Mother God repeating it for a while with an indescribable dreamy chatter full of fear and horror.
He automatically understood the other party's waving tentacles as meaning ”friends, show each other's tentacles and have a look”, and spoke very calmly.
”This is just a phantom/phantom of me, Shabu. My body is still confined on the planet of the star Pleiades in the Pleiades star cluster.”
Everyone knelt on the ground and called Master Sab Nicholas, he was fine, and he was his own as soon as he opened his mouth.
Subconsciously, Zong Jiu felt that he also had tentacles, especially when his tentacles protruded from the hem of his yellow robe, it was not much worse than Senzhi's black goat, and he could use a bayonet.
It's a pity, he is just a phantom.
The leader of the cult/sect who was dumbfounded by the side watched the exchange between the two of them like no one, and was shocked by the shock that no one could understand.
No, no, no, he won't really drag a phantom of an evil **** from another world, will he?
If that's the case, he won't have to fight anymore, and he doesn't even need to dig a hole to bury himself.
The survivor turned the dice in his hand, trembling, and gave Zong Jiu an anthropological skill.
KP told him in a voice that didn't fluctuate.
[Your throwing result is 7/30, and the anthropological test is successful]
[Undoubtedly, what is standing in front of you is not a Cthulhu, let alone a Cthulhu phantom, but a genuine, upright human being... It’s just that he seems to be in a state of uncertainty and madness, and his thinking is a little different. Too normal]
Leader of the Order: ”...”
Leader of the Order: ”Damn!!!”
He just thought he had summoned a dad.
The sacrifice in front of him not only dared to fool him, but also dared to fool the supreme Mother God!
As the saying goes, you must be able to bend and stretch when you are a cult.
Believe in which **** works. Throwing the wrong name Oolong behind, the leader of the cult can change his faith on the spot in the next second.
The leader raised the staff in his hand, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke righteously towards the sky.
”Holy Supreme Mother God! How dare this despicable sacrifice deceive you!”
The survivor is sincere, faithful, and polite: ”He is clearly a human being, but he lied in front of you that he was the lord of the stars and seas in the deep sky. His heart is shameful!”
”I can learn from your pious world, please don't be deceived by this rhetoric, trying to deceive the world!”
The tumbling and festering clouds seemed to be still for a moment, and the tentacles that were convoluted with mucus fell in the air, not knowing what he was thinking.
The energetic Zong Jiu, the king of cos yellow clothes, glanced at this cultist who dared to speak wild words with a scornful gaze. When he turned around, he found that Shabu Nicholas who was still talking to him on the channel just now seemed to be talking to him. Also fell into an unknown contemplative state.
Upon seeing this, the leader of the Order thought that his advice was effective, and his heart was very happy.
He immediately knelt down and opened his arms, ”Great Mother God, please allow me to offer this perfect sacrifice to you!”
Zong Jiu was silent for a while, surprisingly angry.
He directly threw the ten-sided dice in his hand, ”Sub-system, charm me this evil god!”
[Your throwing result is 1/70, the charm is a big success]
Once again greeted with a successful sub-system, it said that it didn’t want to talk, and its heart was so tired.jpg
[...No, since it is a charm, it must be counted as a confrontation check, I will give the evil **** a psychology secret die]
In the past, the sub-systems of speaking skills and persuasive success could only open one eye and close one eye. As a result, now, the good guys and the enchanting evil gods are all up, but a confrontation check is really unjustifiable.
The next second, the subsystem was silent.
The noble Black Goat of the Forest, the Supreme Mother God, Her Royal Highness Sab Nicholas, threw a big failure.
At the same time, the subsystem suddenly realized something.
If it can be realized, then the subsystem must be trembling now.
Because the big failure is not the most terrible.
Cthulhu belongs to the existence of a high-dimensional world, but the ten-sided dice and its rules are special products made inside the super S-level instance.
Undoubtedly, Cthulhu's level is higher than this entire Super S Grade copy.
In the final analysis, the ten-sided die of the low-latitude product cannot have any effect on Cthulhu at all.
Including words, persuasion, charm.
So what the magician saw...
In the eyes of Shabu Nicholas, he should be watching all this as a teaser.
Deliberately throw a big failure, deliberately show friendliness.
This is the most terrible.