Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 525: Chapter 522: After Memorial Gifts

Feeling the oppressive force that seemed to hang in the air.

Fang Mo subconsciously looked up, only to discover that a planet was slowly enlarging in view.

As the planet gradually became clearer, an indescribable sound also began to resonate through the skies, grand and majestic, carrying the momentum of rolling thunder.

"Whoommm!!!"

It was a long sound similar to an air-raid siren, yet inexplicably it caused great agitation of the mind.

As the planet in the sky slowly approached Earth, its surface textures became increasingly distinct.

It was a rusty, reddish-brown planet, far larger than the godlike entity Ego Fang Mo had encountered before. Apart from some mountain-like protrusions, its surface had no other features; its atmosphere consisted of thick dust and unknown gases, giving it a somewhat lifeless appearance.

But the most striking feature was the terrifying giant eye on the planet.

Yes, an eye.

On this cracked planet's surface, a massive fissure several thousand kilometers long had opened, and beneath it, pale reflective materials surged upward, forming a fiery sea of molten metal.

This lake made of liquid iron, seen from a great distance, looked like a lifeless giant pupil.

This giant pupil was so vast that even from a very far distance, one could clearly feel it watching this place.

"Holy shit..."

After witnessing this phenomenon in the sky, Fang Mo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, then turned to ask Nyarlathotep, "Is this Ghroth? Why is he descending in his true form?"

"Uh..."

Even Nyarlathotep seemed stunned upon seeing this scene.

And as for those Outer Gods playing music for Azathoth behind him, they showed expressions of disdain upon seeing Ghroth, as if they really disliked this guy.

"I think, I probably know why he was late."

Nyarlathotep appeared somewhat helpless, rubbing his forehead and sighing, "We all came in avatars, while our true forms still serve in the Court of Chaos, but this guy... he seems to have squeezed through from our universe in his true form."

"Isn't he... that straightforward?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"There's nothing we can do about it." Nyarlathotep shrugged, "Ghroth is also considered one of my buddies, but he is just too loud, and among those who play, he plays the most unpleasantly. If others' sounds are wonderful music, his sound is purely an alarm... In the end, Shub couldn't stand it anymore and sent him to roam the universe."

"Oh, I've heard about that."

Fang Mo nodded.

Yes, what Nyarlathotep said was correct, this Star of Judgment Ghroth... indeed acts like an alarm clock in the Cthulhu Mythos.

According to the original texts in the Cthulhu Mythos, many of the Old Ones had fallen into an ancient slumber, but they will eventually awaken, and Ghroth is the harbinger of destruction, moving through the universe while singing a song that, contrary to all logic, can propagate through the vacuum of space, referred to by some scholars as the "Music of the Spheres."

Upon hearing this sound, the stars themselves would return to their proper positions.

And the Old Ones would awaken with them.

In fact, in some secondary settings, there is indeed a similar notion that Ghroth's singing is very unpleasant.

Because his voice was too unbearable, coupled with his nature being to awaken rather than to lull, the Outer Gods kicked him out of the Court of Chaos, so he drifted through the universe singing, and because his voice was so grating, he directly woke up all the passing Old Ones.

The temper of the Old Ones is not pleasant, and being abruptly awakened like this, they got up on the wrong side of the bed and just started destroying worlds.

Of course, Fang Mo's thoughts now were far more extensive...

It is well known that the Singers in the Three-Body Universe are not human, and Ghroth is also not human; Tru'nembra wander and enjoy singing in the universe, and so does Ghroth, and most importantly... Tru'nembra will destroy civilizations, and Ghroth will also destroy civilizations.

Tru'nembra and Ghroth did not appear at the same time.

That's confirmation!

Fake Singer: Give me a two-dimensional foil for cleaning.

Real Singer: Hastur, Cthulhu, Amet Tsathoggua, don't sleep, get up and party!

However, while Fang Mo was lost in thought, the little demon beside him seemed to suddenly remember something, directly asking him, "By the way... if I remember correctly, isn't there a pantheon inside Earth?"

"Ah?"

Fang Mo was also startled, "What's that? I don't know about it."

"The Eternals." The little demon looked up at Fang Mo, "Didn't you watch the movie before?"

"Big sister, I'm dead."

Fang Mo held his forehead, "Just tell me what's going on."

"Basically, the movie plot of the Eternals is that Earth is nurturing a pantheon, and once the pantheon awakens, Earth will be destroyed." The little demon pointed towards the sky, "Wouldn't Ghroth be able to awaken the Old Ones, and might he wake up that pantheon too?"

"Is there such a setting?"

Fang Mo touched his head subconsciously after hearing this, "No wonder you said the Marvel movies are getting weirder, what kind of bizarre setting is this..."

"It looks like you still don't want this world to be destroyed?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Nyarlathotep next to them seemed to realize something too, as he thoughtfully stroked his chin: "Hmm... indeed, there is a lot of fun to be had here, and humans are quite interesting. I'm also reluctant to just destroy this place."

"Why don't you go up and talk to him?"

Upon hearing Nyarlathotep's remark, Fang Mo turned his head to glance at him.

To be honest, he could already feel the earth trembling. It was unclear whether this was caused by the immense gravitational force of Ghroth, or perhaps some ancient divine assembly had awakened, threatening imminent destruction of the planet.

"There's no other choice now."

Nyarlathotep shrugged his shoulders and then floated into the air.

As he gradually ascended, his appearance began to change. His originally tall and lean Black figure disappeared, replaced by an indescribable giant black tentacled monster.

Nyarlathotep, floating mid-air, suddenly roared.

Unlike his previous human speech, this time he clearly used the language of the outer gods, causing everyone present to cover their ears with headaches and fall down, albeit briefly.

Fortunately, Fang Mo was immune to this.

Even using a translation module, he understood the message conveyed in that sound.

Essentially, it was an instruction to the other outer gods to temporarily stabilize the shameful sphere under their feet, preventing undesired awakenings.

As for Nyarlathotep himself,

He had already plunged deep into the sky, vanishing without a trace.

As for the outer gods brought by Nyarlathotep, their primary duty was to sing lullabies, so they immediately began to act, vanishing abruptly from the spot.

Nyarlathotep, after all, is a leading figure among the outer gods, known for his efficiency.

It took him less than a few minutes.

The massive planet in mid-air suddenly came to a halt.

Looking up, Fang Mo noticed a humanized expression of disappointment, dissatisfaction, and annoyance in the other's eyes, which were composed of liquid iron.

But that was to be expected.

This entity had been expelled from the Court of Chaos for being too noisy and could only wander the universe as a pioneer.

Now, having excitedly come here after Nyarlathotep mentioned a singing contest, only to miss it due to being late, how could he be happy? If it weren't for the fact that it was Nyarlathotep on the other side, he might have charged over in anger.

But Nyarlathotep is indeed reliable in getting things done.

In just a few short minutes, Ghroth began to retrace its path, and the tremors on Earth also subsided into nothingness.

"Alright, I've persuaded him to leave."

With a flash of black light, Nyarlathotep reappeared in front of Fang Mo as a human: "I told him I'd inform him in advance next time there's a similar event."

"Oh, that works."

Fang Mo nodded: "Next time I'll think about arranging a memorial service in another world..."

"I'll be waiting for your good news."

Nyarlathotep smiled in response: "But next time, you'd better find a world that can handle more, we came in avatars this time. Although it was fun, it wasn't thrilling. I hope next time everyone can come in their true forms..."

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Upon hearing this, Fang Mo also smiled: "Just wait until I find the coordinates for the Cultivation World, and I'll pull you all over for a good time. That world you can wreak havoc as you wish..."

"Really?"

Nyarlathotep's eyes lit up at the news: "Then I'll really be waiting for your good news."

"No problem."

Fang Mo made an OK hand gesture.

"Well, since there's nothing else, we should head back now." After receiving Fang Mo's promise, Nyarlathotep also nodded: "After all, we still have our duties, can't leave the boss hanging for too long."

"Oh, right."

Fang Mo waved his hand upon hearing this: "Then you all go back first, see you later."

"See you later."

Nyarlathotep laughed heartily and then he and the shadows of the Outer Gods behind him gradually began to fade, eventually disappearing into the air without a trace.

After the group of Outer Gods had vanished.

Fang Mo then redirected his attention back to the others.

Due to Nyarlathotep's restraint earlier, the mental state of the crowd was actually quite good, at least they weren't insane, just feeling a bit tired from the mental suggestion.

However, Ghroth's sudden appearance later indeed gave everyone a big shock.

After all, he hadn't heard Nyarlathotep's warning, and his entrance was quite exaggerated. The celestial sound was so irritating even the Old Ones felt annoyed after hearing it, let alone ordinary people.

Even just listening for a short while, their SAN points definitely plummeted.

Luckily, the duration was short and with Doctor Strange's barrier still effective, the crowd did not descend into madness collectively.

"Emmm..."

Seeing the clearly haggard crowd in front of him, Fang Mo also pondered.

To be honest, he just wanted to have fun and didn't really intend to harm anyone, so after thinking for a while, he also pulled out a large basin from behind.

Then, like performing a magic trick, he pulled out several yellow-green essence berries from his storage space and carefully placed them in the basin like grapes.

"Come on, everybody, look this way."

Having done this, Fang Mo suddenly spread his arms and called out to everyone: "I have an announcement to make. Due to an accident during the broadcast just now, I've decided to distribute some compensation. These in the basin are special products from another world, essence... slick plums, which can cure headaches. Everyone, take some."

"Huh?"

However, before anyone else could react, a little demon beside Fang Mo suddenly froze: "This thing... why does it look familiar?"

"Oh, this is good stuff."

Hearing this, Fang Mo immediately laughed and then casually grabbed a handful from the basin and handed it to the little demon: "You forgot, we were flaunting this stuff back then to enchant items, wanna try?"

"Flaunting this for enchantments?"

Hearing this, the little demon suddenly realized: "Oh, these are essence berries from Tinkers' Construct, right?"

"Yes, yes."

Fang Mo looked cheerful and harmless: "This is the charm of materialization, turning MC items into real existence... So, wanna taste what essence berries taste like in reality?"

"This thing... what effect does it have if eaten?"

The little demon, intrigued, also took the essence berry that Fang Mo handed over and asked.

"In the MC world, eating it increases levels and experience, and it's the same in reality, it will enhance your level." Fang Mo explained simply: "It's basically... an all-around enhancement."

"That powerful?"

The little demon was somewhat surprised: "No limits?"

"Nope."

Fang Mo shrugged: "As far as I feel, there are no restrictions; this stuff is just plain about how much you eat, how much you strengthen, simple and brutal."

"Umm..."

The little demon, clearly tempted, heard this.

Seeing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but reveal an expectant smirk.

"Hmm?"

But this scene was just noticed by the little demon, who immediately furrowed her brow suspiciously: "What's with that expression?"

"Fuck, I could have any bad intentions."

Fang Mo immediately explained: "I just think you are too weak and need to eat more essence berries to strengthen your body, otherwise, I wouldn't dare use too much strength later..."

"Cut it out, gross."

The little demon rolled her eyes and then threw the essence berry into her mouth.

"Blegh... ugh!"

"Fang Mo! I'm going to kill you!!!"

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