Survival: King Picking Game

"I got a lot of information from that group of cultists, who are also great priests."

Hongye Zhixian said.

"The mighty followers of Yog-Sothoth, like me, most likely have no respect for the Lord of the Endless Void himself. A loose group gathered simply for 'knowledge.'"

As for fanatical believers or something, it's not that they don't exist.But it is generally a group of guys whose SAN value has dropped to 0, no longer possesses rationality, and cannot consciously continue to strengthen themselves.

As [Three Original Pillars], one of the pinnacles of the Outer Gods, they are fundamentally different from the Four Evil Gods of the Subspace.

The four evil gods draw nourishment from the negative emotions of the intelligent race, and the new evil gods must also be the projection aggregation of this "group negative emotion" in the subspace.

The outer gods and old rulers of the Cthulhu system are completely independent - strictly speaking, they are just "aliens", and the title of "evil gods" comes from other weak intelligent life.

Yog-Sothoth does not need the worship of other intelligent races, nor does he have the bad taste of Nyarlathotep.

"All in all, one of those guys seems to have gone to the Moon World. And his goal is the same as yours, and he is also targeting the only True Ancestor who is still active..."

"Bai Ji, Alquet Brunstadt."

"...I see. So, where is this guy from?"

"It is said that after killing a certain master in [Golden Dawn], he acted as him."

Hongye Zhixian gave the answer straightforwardly.

"That guy is said to be good at disguising and hiding his identity. In addition, the Association of Magicians is about to join forces with the Holy Church... That guy is likely to sneak up on him from behind."

Li Pingan was a little stunned.

If it wasn't for Zhixian, without this key information, maybe there would be real trouble.

After all, even the "big masters" were killed.And the guy hiding in the dark is always not easy to deal with.

……

"We need to eliminate all disturbing factors. Or at least, we cannot allow other forces to take advantage of us until we gain Alquite's trust."

"To do this, it seems that there will be a delay... someone else's footsteps."

"So, you want to be an enemy of all other forces in the Moon World?"

"No, it's not necessary. Besides, it's very difficult to do. Safety comes first, and the risk must be minimized. We just need to wait a little longer and catch that...pretender."

"Miss Mezas, I have other things to do, so I will take my leave for now."

Wrapped in a white rag all over his body, the dry and thin old man with dark skin bowed to the blond girl in front of him.

The attitude is unusually respectful.

Antilicia, who was about to get in touch with the people sent by the Magicians Association, gave him a meaningful look.But she didn't say much, even though she knew very well that the other party was the confidant sent by that annoying playboy.

"Go."

she says.

……

Under the cover of night, the thin old man did not follow the city road, but turned to a desolate place.

It seems that the pace is not fast, but in fact it is surprisingly fast.Soon I left Misaki Town on foot.

……

"Long time no see, believer of the evil god."

Until someone called him from behind.

The thin old man stopped in his footsteps.

Turning his head, he saw only a handsome young man with blond hair.

Chapter 947 The Faceless Man, the God of Thousand Faces

"... Mr. David."

After a short silence, the skinny black old man replied in a hoarse voice.

Standing in front of him was a young man with blond hair.

Tall and fit, like an ancient Greek statue, even through a thin shirt, you can vaguely see well-developed muscle lines.

The hair color of the youth shone brightly like gold.

He put his hands casually in the pockets of his jeans, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

His appearance is also as handsome as the ancient gods.Coupled with the young man's smile, aristocratic temperament, and simple yet fashionable dress...

Anyone would think that he should be a popular pop icon.Just based on his looks, he might be able to easily attract the admiration of a lot of idiots.

Hearing the address of "David", the young man smiled again.

"You really know it very well."

"This is also an impossible thing."

The thin old black man replied dryly.

"After all, he is the adopted son of [Golden Dawn] Temple Lord, Councilor Owen Ressar..."