So the Locust God was a disguise all along. A disguise of Nyarlathotep or perhaps this Nyarlathotep was also another disguise. After all, this was an existence with a thousand faces. Silence blanketed over the altar. Then some of the kneeling disciples raised their heads to demand, “Locust God, Our God! We are merely mayflies in the stream, following your order is our destiny…” With this, more cultists joined in with renewed passion. But suddenly, the thin figure above the altar waved his hand and an invisible force surged through. Before the impassionate cultists could make any noise, they disintegrated into nothingness after immense torture. These people, both humans and Flying Locust, still had many things that eluded their mind at their moment of destruction. But at the very least, they had seen their Locust God.
The remaining cultists cowered even lower and remained silent. The 3 people and 1 cat continued to level their gaze at the descended God. Gu Jun had no idea whether this was a demon or one of the Old Ones. He felt a strange unfamiliarity from it, one he had not experienced before. Whenever human beings came into contact with an Old One, even a statue carved in their image, their brains would be assaulted by madness. But when he was in the presence of this Nyarlathotep, he felt nothing. Was it part of the being’s mind trick?
“Look at you.” The tall figure announced, “You are still anticipating an answer, an answer that can solve all the questions.”
“Actually, I’m not.” Wu Siyu shrugged her paws. “If you want to trick us, toy with us, so be it. After you’ve had your fun, can you just disappear and leave us be?”
The figure turned to the multi-colored cat. “Wu Siyu, you’re very interesting.” ‘Interesting?’ This was a praise but Gu Jun heard the threat in it. Was it simply because he found Wu Siyu interesting?
“This tragedy, the mysterious signal, our appearance here.” He asked, “Are those all of your doing? Because you find it interesting?” The source of the mysterious signal was most likely not the Yith because the Yith already said that they did not want to venture too close to the four of them. It was therefore a mimicry, a merciless prank played on both the Yith and the humans… The Yith, the so-called great race. “We are innocent”, good and great. The Yith a great race? Now Gu Jun could hear the mockery in it.
There would be traces of madness, or it could be detected by the Ancient Seal technology whenever a dark force or an Old One was in proximity. However, now he knew how wrong he was, the dark forces were not as simple as he thought. The mysterious connection, the summon to accept the power, they were all masterminded by this thing. The witch and the cat form that Wu Siyu was forced into, they pointed towards the same source…
Nyarlathotep could easily gain access to the Yith’s technology, hell, the thing could access technology the Yith did not possess. Pnakotus, the library, Nyarlathotep could visit it whenever he wanted. This was a trap that was laid across multiple time and space. Even though they knew it was a trap, they still obediently walked into it.
“Questions, questions, why do you have so many questions, Gu Jun?” The figure answered, “That is your innate weakness, Gu Jun, you have to understand everything. Have you ever considered that there are some truths that are beyond the comprehension of a common human like yourself? Unless… of course you are no longer a common human, unless you possess greater power. Yes, the four of you will have this opportunity.” The figure appeared to smile. “Because I Nyarlathotep will present you with a choice, become my disciple and serve me.”
This statement was heard not only by Gu Jun’s group but also the kneeling cultists. These cultists were mostly Flying Locusts from Angel City as well as some students and staff from Gao Ji High School. They were the Locust God’s most loyal followers, they expended their life to spread the Locust God’s sermon and consume the infidels. But now the Locust God presented the gift that they were yearning for to four infidels. This was a blessing that they worked their whole lives towards. They were envious and they were mad. Some of them couldn’t help themselves but scream, “Locust God, my God! I am willing to sacrifice more to you, to help spread the name of your thousand faces…”
“Hmm, do you guys hear that?” This time the figure did not even wave his arm but several cultists disappeared into temporal distortions. There were about 10 cultists who remained and they cowered in silence. Under their skin, glowing parasites wiggled. The tall figure’s empty eyes scanned the 3 people and 1 cat.
“I’m sure you are powerful enough to force us to be your disciple.” Gu Jun observed. “So why didn’t you do that?”
“Because that’s far less interesting.” The figure answered. Gu Jun frowned. ‘So this thing only wants those who are willing to bow to him.’
He has been trying them, luring them, breaking them down and now recruiting them… he came up with such an elaborate plan to break humanity’s freedom of mind because he finds it interesting?’
“Are you the most powerful existence in this universe?” Gu Jun asked, “Are there other forces who can defeat you?”
“Join me and find out.” The figure said with some impatience. “But you sure have a lot of questions. To prevent more time wastage, I will give you 3 minutes to come to a decision.”
At that moment, Keziah Mason posed a question. “How do you expect us to believe you? Especially from the way you just treated your worshipers.”
“Then don’t believe me, I am not a trustworthy person anyway.” The figure said, “Tik tok, you have 2 minutes left.”
The scrolls were still there. The battle was heating up with more deaths. Phecda World, Mysterium World were heading into the abyss. Seeing the expression on Keziah Mason’s face, Yu Chi said hurriedly, “Miss Mason, there’s no good to come from believing in the devil. You’ll be his next victim! We know you are not a witch…”
Wu Siyu used her paw to push Gu Jun. ‘Be careful! Something’s not right.’
Gu Jun was reminded of the Keziah Mason he encountered… When he asked her about the reason behind her action, the creation of abnormal Tourette Syndrome, the corruption of young girls, the casual killing… she said she found them interesting… She was a manifestation of pure evil, like this Nyarlathotep.
“None of you really know me. And he is not the devil, but a presence even the devil is afraid of.” Suddenly Keziah Mason knelt down towards the figure, “I am willing to serve you, God of A Thousand Faces. I wish to gain greater power.”