Lovecraftian World, But I Spread Curses – Chapter 170

Revenge Behavior

Chapter 170: Revenge Behavior

Drake’s half-closed eyes saw a pair of blue-and-white porcelain-colored high heels, his gaze climbing upward to notice a stunning qipao woman with a sly smile on her face, a man drilling out from her torn-open chest cavity.

“Junmao, so it’s you.” Drake struggled hard to gather himself from the ground, barely crawling up from the waterway onto the shore; during the crawling process, the dark blue-black scales on his body were also slowly falling off, like melting snow landing on the ground, becoming part of the foul-smelling damp environment.

Drake gradually restored his human form, the exaggerated wounds on his body slowly healing, until he lay naked on the filthy ground, gasping heavily, as if he had just gone through an exhausting intense exercise.

Equally naked was Xin Junmao, who had peeled out from Miss Zhao’s body clad in a gorgeous qipao; he took clothes from the smiling Miss Zhao’s hand and covered Drake with his own jacket.

“Thanks.” Drake, who had been pale-faced moments ago, now had light in his eyes, his breathing gradually steadying, and thanked Xin Junmao and Miss Zhao.

“No need for thanks; one day when you’re tired of living, just let me eat your body.” Miss Zhao smiled at Drake; light appeared in her eyes too, she licked her lips, adding a bit of greedy cat cuteness under her glamorous appearance.

Xin Junmao looked at Miss Zhao somewhat helplessly; he, who had just emerged from her body, was covered in unidentified tissue mucus, and there was still an undigested human head in her torn-open abdominal cavity. “You just ate.”

Drake glanced over and discovered that the deformed head belonged to Fang Shuijing; evidently, after escaping from him, she had unluckily bumped into Miss Zhao, and she hadn’t had the same good luck as before, now having been swallowed alive.

Seeing this scene, Drake felt somewhat complex; he actually preferred she had died by his hand.

“Hmph! What are you looking at.” Xin Junmao, now dressed, patted Drake’s forehead, saying with unkind eyes, “What’s so good to look at?”

Indeed, there was nothing good to look at; if possible, he didn’t want to see it either.

“…Sorry.” Drake immediately withdrew his gaze, sincerely apologizing for his rude behavior of sneaking a peek at his friend’s wife’s body, and inwardly deeply reflecting on his own thought of “getting the bargain and still acting aggrieved.”

Miss Zhao was still smiling as before, but her smile and expression seemed much more tender than before? It appeared she was very satisfied with Xin Junmao’s reaction.

Xin Junmao gave a light hum, then said: “After eating that woman just now, we dug some secrets out of her brain.”

Drake recovered his strength and stood up from the ground, wrapping the jacket around his waist and tying it; he took Xin Junmao’s words seriously. “What secrets?”

Xin Junmao said: “The abnormal god promoted by the Eye of Kuthuen organization is Kuthuen; this abnormal god’s specific abilities are unknown, only known to possess the abilities of peeping into minds and infiltrating dreams, having descended upon this world at the primordial era on Earth.

The reason for descending here was that It had fought several times with a natural enemy abnormal god in the outer domains without success; after both sides were mutually wounded, Kuthuen unexpectedly arrived on Earth from the otherworld dimension.

At that time, Earth was in the primordial era, with an extremely adverse survival environment, but for Kuthuen, this was the best place to slumber and recuperate, so It opened up a small space somewhere on Earth and slumbered down.

But one cannot understand an abnormal god’s sleep with human thinking; even while Kuthuen is slumbering, It possesses a certain autonomous consciousness, able to emit a mental magnetic field enveloping the whole world; those mental patients, artists, musicians, and so on with rich mental worlds have a probability of being influenced by It.

Humans influenced undoubtedly obtain a ticket to the hell of Kuthuen’s mental world, able to enter Kuthuen’s mental world.

After those humans witness Kuthuen’s unimaginable and beyond-common-sense mental world, they are often influenced in aspects like inducement and splitting, degenerating into Kuthuen’s loyal slaves.

This is also Kuthuen’s manner of developing kin on Earth; after all, it must be known that at the primordial era’s descent to Earth, It was not the only one; some of those dimensional races with wisdom surpassing humans and advanced technology also eyed Earth this fertile piece of meat.

Among them, one type of Kuthuen’s early kin on Earth was a race group named Huo Gu; they possess a form similar to rats but upright humanoid, akin to rat people in Western legends.

This race possesses advanced biotechnology; one of their technologies can be applied to Kuthuen in absorbing energy power leaking from outside dreams, helping Kuthuen fully utilize this energy to accelerate recovery of Its own wounds, while also solving some of their energy problems.

Thus, after this branch of Huo Gu race requested from Kuthuen, Kuthuen permitted them to set up an energy matrix around It.

We humans, not understanding this matrix, only think it is a seal, but actually, a seal is negligible to Kuthuen; the matrix’s true effect is to assist Kuthuen’s resurrection to the maximum extent without wasting even a bit of energy.

Drake listened somewhat engrossed, but didn’t forget to think: “So what connection does this have with this anomaly event.”

“There is some connection, but the secret I’m narrating doesn’t focus on this matter, but on you.” Xin Junmao said.

Drake was somewhat confused, pointing at himself: “Me?”

Xin Junmao nodded: “Great Kuthuen is a powerful abnormal god rampant in the universe and otherworld dimensions; the kin It subdues naturally cannot be only Huo Gu.

Among them, one higher kin is even god-like existence to us humans; It is also offspring born from part of Kuthuen’s flesh tissue and the Inverted Creator.

This abnormal god, upon sensing that Its great father had not returned to Its original star domain for a long time, followed the natural bloodline sensation with Kuthuen and also came to Earth.

And this abnormal god is the ancestor of merpeople known to people later, the merman king; people in the ignorant feudal era even called It the Sea God of Anhai.

Yes, you heard right; tracing back your identity’s origin, it is far more complex and vast than any of us imagined; Kuthuen is your grandpa, the Inverted Creator is your grandma.

And you are Their rebellious son and grandson, the ultimate unfilial one.

Drake listened with eyes wide and mouth agape, his whole face flushing red, wanting to speak but stopping, not knowing where to start.

His composition was really too mixed.

“Heh heh, just kidding, no other meaning; those abnormal gods are cold and emotionless, Their mental worlds have no family affection; son, grandson, and such are just human world definitions of biological social relationships, meaningless to Them.” Xin Junmao chuckled. “Don’t take it to heart.”

“And the reason the Eye of Kuthuen got involved in Magic City’s big game is that Kuthuen mysteriously disappeared in recent years and no longer responds.

Kuthuen’s disappearance is related to an investigation by the Mysterious Group back then; the Eye of Kuthuen’s this action is a certain degree of revenge behavior.”

Lovecraftian World, But I Spread Curses

Lovecraftian World, But I Spread Curses

克系世界,但我散播诅咒
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Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Chinese
Humans in this world are too vulnerable; seeing a winged hound in a graveyard causes them to lose their reason, a mere glance at a statue of a tentacled bodhisattva in a crowd leads to endless nightmares and inability to eat or sleep, a fleeting glimpse of a black goat's hoof under the forest shade sends them into a panic... they are simply too vulnerable! People's joys and sorrows are not interconnected. They all seem to live in unease and fear, but Lin Ling only finds them noisy. "The best method to eliminate fear is to face it. This is a video tape full of blessings." Lin Ling handed a black video tape to the guest who suffered from dimensional power intrusions daily, and smiled, "If it's useful, don't forget a five-star good review." Setting up a small dwelling in the forest, the small dwelling sells various consecrated and blessed objects. The boss is actually a mental patient who has transmigrated. He never worries about someone giving his small shop a bad review. [Note 1] This might be a grand collision between Eastern Mysticism and Lovecraftian Power. [Note 2] The story is largely told from a unit perspective. [Note 3] The author is perfectly sane.

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