I Created Cthulhu In Naruto

This red-clothed priest was wearing a red-clothed ornament representing a certain faith, and a long and narrow golden crown with a spire on his head, which looked very strange.

Without a second glance, I recognized this spired golden crown, because yesterday the tavern owner said that he had a golden crown from the Land of Waves.

Could it be that the golden crown worn by the tavern owner is the one worn on the head of the priest in red?

The hair on the head of the red-clothed priest has all fallen off, and the pupils in his eyes are even darker than the boatman just now, and he can hardly see the existence of pupils.

The rugged facial lines outline the inhuman face, and this intense ugliness deeply stimulates the eyes that never cut.

As a ninja, it is difficult for Zaibuzhan to have emotional reactions such as fear and fear, but when he saw this red-clothed sacrifice, Zaibuzhan actually had an indescribable and ominous feeling in his heart.

From Zaibuzhan's point of view, the face of this red-clothed sacrificial priest is like an underdeveloped deformed child, and there is no human merit in his face.

And the priest in red at the entrance of the ancient house also looked up and down with his pupil-less eyes, and then staggered into the ancient house like the mouth of the abyss.

Was the Land of Waves originally like this?

Zaibuzhan is not familiar with the country of waves, and has rarely heard about the country of waves before.

But now, if you don't cut it, it feels like the whole country of waves is like a thick fog that can't be dissipated on the island for a long time, shrouded in a haze.

...

Walking on the streets of the fishing village, I looked around, hoping to find a normal-looking human.

But in fact it didn't. Zaibuzhan passed the entire fishing village from the main road, and he didn't even see a single person. The red-clothed sacrifice that Zaibuzhan encountered just now was the only living thing that Zaibuzhan encountered along the way.

After coming out of the fishing village, I was a little confused about not cutting again.

If you sneak into the country of waves as an ordinary person, you can't inquire as openly as a ninja.

Because doing so will easily expose yourself. After all, the dried persimmon whale is lurking in this country, and it is hard to say where you will directly encounter the dried persimmon whale.

So the best way is to find a person and ask this person all about the country of waves.

But after walking around in the fishing village, Zaibuzhan found that there wasn't even a single person who seemed to be able to communicate normally.

At this moment, the sound of breaking waves crashing against the reef caught Zai Buchuan's attention.

Looking at the sound, he saw a person sitting on a huge rock by the sea.

This man was sitting on the reef with his body bent, with all the wine bottles lying down at his hand, and he seemed to be sitting alone on the reef drinking suffocating wine.

If I don't cut it, I can't give up this opportunity, so I hurried over to talk to him.

"Hey?"

Zaebuzhan stood behind the man and tentatively greeted him, but he didn't get an immediate response. The man picked up the bottle in his hand and took another sip, and then looked back at Zaibuzhan.

This is an old man with an old face. His beard has been trimmed for a long time, and his gray hair has been tied.

What did not match the image of this old drunkard was that he actually wore a pair of metal frame glasses that looked very learned.

Generally, it is difficult to inquire useful information from the mouth of a drunk, but when you see the appearance of this old man, it is already very good not to cut it.

Because compared to the Nami people he met before, this old man is already the most normal person from Nami.

"I'm a foreigner who just came here. My name is Taro Momodi. What's your name?"

The old man's eyes were very bleak, but it was just that bleak that had lost all his radiance, and the pupils in his eyes still existed.

After hiccups for a long time, the old man answered the question of not cutting again.

"Dazner."

After a simple exchange with the old man, Zai Bu Zhan learned some of the old man's situation.

This old man named Dazna is a native of the country of Wave. He was originally a bridge-builder in the country of Wave, but now he is just a useless person who drinks by the sea all day and waits to die.

As for how he got to this stage, we have to start from a month ago.

"There! That's where it all begins—the cursed place, where all evil gathers, where the deep waters begin, where the gates of **** open to the world!"

Dazner's tone suddenly became high, and his fingers pointed to the center of the island of Wave Land behind the two, where the chimney stood.

"Two months ago, since that man came to this land, this place has changed, completely changed!"

"They killed the original daimyo of the country of waves, and let the people here accept their beliefs."

"At the beginning, there were still many people who rose up to resist, but they were too powerful, and we couldn't resist at all."

"Later, through the evil power of that belief, he allowed the people to get fish and gold from the sea, and the people of the Land of Waves became greedy!"

"The man who claimed to be Dagon established his own sect. Countless people surrendered under that terrifying statue, hoping to get more favors by worshiping that statue..."

"But that's an evil sect at all. They sacrifice unbelievers and **** to evil creatures living under the sea."

"My son! My son! He was eaten alive by that monster!"

Dazner's words were intermittent, mixed with filthy and vulgar cursing, and he kept spitting at the sea in front of him.

"The evil sacrifice continues! They send a fixed number of young people into the sea every month, and they also send small decorations carved by themselves."

"In return, evil sea creatures will drive fish from all directions and occasionally offer things like gold."

"And those who accept their beliefs will be with those toad-like mermaids, and even gain the ability to communicate with them."

"The longer they get along, the stronger the kinship between them..."

"You should have seen the ghosts of those people, right?"

The words just now were like nonsense when Dazner was insane. This is the only sentence that the object of the conversation is to never cut again.

But before he could respond, Dazner started talking to himself again.

"They will be more and more like it, that disgusting evil merfolk creature that can even have **** with people! Their descendants will be a hybrid of that creature, and they will no longer be human, as soon as they enter the water, they It is immortal!"

"Have you heard of Cthulhu of Lalaye?"

"what!"

"This island has been completely occupied by that man's evil sect and the evil creatures that obey him. I can only keep my mind clear with alcohol."

"Run away! Young man!"

"Me? I can't leave here anymore. One of my feet has been tightly grasped by them."

"I believe they will find me soon, and before that, I will drink all the wine exchanged for their evil crown!"

Suddenly, Dazner's eyes stared at the surging sea water, and the color of fear in his eyes showed clearly.

He stood up, grabbed the shoulders of Zaibuxian, and exclaimed, "Run! They saw us!"

"Run for your life! They all know! Because they have seen it! I have seen them too!"

"what..."

Dazner ran back like a madman, instead of looking at the sea water that gave him endless fear.

The waves are still there.

There is nothing there.

(The former assassin and the assassinated meet in this way, what a mess!)