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Chapter 299: The Judgment of the Treasure House

Deep in the mountains.

Richard Pickerman walked along the long underground passage alone towards the depths.

The cave was wet and rugged, and enveloped the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers. There was a faint smell of rotten smell, but it made Pikman's heart full of affection and nostalgia.

New York, Boston, Arkham, Dunwich: Whether it is the crisscrossing underground waterways under the hustle and bustle of the city or the bottomless natural caves in the quiet mountain village, every corner of the world, the base of the skeleton eater is filled with a similar smell.

At that time, he was an ordinary painter. His bloodline allowed him to explore and get close to his hometown, and eventually became a member of the skeleton eater.

In the abandoned cemetery, on the wilderness of Fantasy Dream, the residence of the Fallen Fertilizer clan has a different world, hiding treasures that humans cannot imagine. For a while, Pickerman lived in Fantasy Dream, and even spoke English indecisively, but his encounter with his human friend Randolph Carter made him regain a little interest in human society.

With the magic of learning knowledge from the corpses of intelligent creatures, Richard Pickerman returned to human society. He believed that the skeleton eater should have a wider living space, rather than embracing all the knowledge that has passed away on the planet and living alone and lonely in the dark forever.

The priests of the God of the Hidden Site focused on the watchful eyes that had been on the same day for billions of years. Richard Pickerman eventually became an unwelcome person and had to join forces with Mr. Shani of the Shugs clan.

"Familiar smell." The sound of everything in the underground passage was silent, and Pickerman murmured to himself.

In this era, I have not yet been on the blacklist of the skeleton hiding place. This means that I can also use the channels of the skeleton veterinary clan and even ask for support.

Sudden--

"It's you." Pickerman's red eyes narrowed. A smile appeared on his face.

For a moment, he was really afraid that the people of Dunwich would encounter an accident like Arkham.

However, when he saw the elders of purple robe and more than a dozen followers wearing silver masks, he felt relieved.

"It's me." He opened his hand.

The tribe members standing opposite did not speak. The purple-robed priest in the head was covered with delicate masks, and there was no expression. The other hunched ghouls stared at Pickerman with their dark red eyes, as if they were not their companions standing there, but an invading uninvited guest.

"What's wrong? It's me."

Pickerman felt something was wrong, even the air in the underground tunnel seemed to have become colder than usual.

The priest whispered something in the dreamy Pansy.

【Pickman Listening Check Failed 96/95】

【Pickman Psychological Test 44/85 Success】

Pickerman didn't hear what spell he was chanting—but he felt the hostility of the priests and his fellow tribes.

"Does it mean..."

It was too late to escape. Pickerman raised his arm and was about to cast a spell, but it was too late...

The summoning ceremony had already reached its final stage before Pikman arrived. By eating the corpses of the dead tribe, the underground of Dunwich's countryside was already full of the silent magic of ghouls. When Pikman arrived, the high priest also completed the last part of the "Mordician's magic technique".

"I have to thank that future traveler." The high priest couldn't help but see Chen Qiang's shadow appeared in his heart.

...

Chen Qiang asked Bai Shaobao to come from the future to the 20th century, and not only carried money and other materials that were useful for traveling.

Through Uncle Xu, the ghoul employee, as an intermediary, Chen Qiang obtained a "hand-order" of bones engraved with Pansy's words from the future god of the skeleton.

Leave the clan, deprive innocent humans of their lives, and steal the knowledge of the ancient clan for their own use through the clan's secretary.

The skeleton-eating clan in the 20th century has not yet begun to hunt down Pickerman, but the message from the future is enough to attract their attention...

Although Chen Qiang used "super acceleration" to deliver letters was a bit embarrassing - this move was completely different in terms of covering up.

That's right...

The skeleton-eating clan will not punish Pickerman for betraying the clan rules in the "future", but he will not let him escape punishment in the past because he has already committed a crime.

Pickerman didn't know that Chen Qiang's secret contact was a trap.

According to the high priest, the just god of the hidden corpse, considering that Pikman had made contributions to the tribe in the past, and at the last moment he was also concerned about the tribe, it was unlikely that Pikman would be sentenced to death. After all, by the standards of intelligent creatures, the god of the hidden corpse, Moldichian was a "moderate" god.

Chen Qiang was also quite satisfied with the result - in any case, Pickerman also helped him when dealing with Watley Jr.

...

Pickerman tried his best to resist, but the ancient god was far beyond imagination.

The ghouls who worship Nayaratotip despise the ancient tribes that followed Mordigian. In their view, Mordigian, like other weak gods entrenched in the fantasy dreams, only barely occupied the throne with the protection of "The Confused Chaos".

Only Molkidian's most devout followers believe...

At the end of the universe, Morgidian, the incarnation of the concept of "corpse", will devour the decaying bodies of the second-class gods, and eventually, together with other giant gods, swallow this world that has long been lifeless.

Is it an external god belonging to the "future"? Or a particularly powerful old dominator? No one knows.

This lonely god who is with the corpses is always quietly watching the demise of the planet and the universe: it just follows the cold laws of nature and waits for the end of the world to come.

"No."

Pickerman struggled. The shadow under his feet, or the darkness of the entire tunnel, came alive.

Like the essence of darkness itself.

With a strange sense of dazzlingness, "Moldichian" fills the entire space with a bone-breaking cold that is completely like death and void. It changes rapidly, turning and circling, as if filled with the energy vortex of the dark ancient times, jumping and stretching, completely covering Richard Pickerman.

Unable to resist, all magic is a joke at this moment: the will of the ancient god penetrates his soul.

【Pickman Clear Value Check 1d10/1d100】

【Check 12/88 successfully, currently clear 80】

Although he was in the darkness that could be called extremely terrifying among the gods, Pickerman incredibly saw the vortex of color shining with a dull irides of rainbow appearing in front of his eyes, as if the five-color spectrum of the gloomy sun, a burning sound like a flame whispered in his ears.

Pickerman smiled.

Just as he chose to be a ghoul and was despised by human society, now he has to pay the price for his choice.

"Let's wander around the endless wasteland forever." However, the elder had already understood the final despair of the god of the hidden skeleton to Pikman - the eternal exile on the cold land.

...

Chen Qiang and his group rushed back to Dunwich in the rain. The explosion in the middle of the night made the villagers feel anxious, and even the bravest people kept their doors closed.

And the system prompt rang out at this moment.

【Task: Stop the arrival of Msisha and the overlord Tyndalus, completed】

【Task: Complete the commission of Mordigian, the god of the hidden skeleton, completed】

****

After discussing with the doctor and family, I decided to try to dig fewer new holes and lead the book to the ending as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!
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