"Stop turning around. If you wanted to hurt me, you would have done it long ago, right?"

Fang Han looked calm. Those ghosts were standing in front of him. They were wearing robes similar to Jialan's. The only difference was that there were no legs under the robes, but nothing.

A thin fishman swam up to Fang Han. He had long fingers and many fish bone strings on his wrists. He was looking at Fang Han with empty eyes:

"Why do you come here? We in Atlantis are on good terms with you, but we have never had any issues with the Old Ones."

Hearing this, the ghosts next to them all looked at each other:

"The Old Ones? Are they the ancient evil gods?"

"Oh my god, I said he makes ghosts scared just by looking at him. It turns out he is an ancient evil god."

"Not sure, what if the old king is confused?"

…

"High Priest, I am not mistaken, he is the successor of the evil god Cthulhu."

Only then did Fang Han realize that the ghost in front of him was the previous King of Atlantis, Jialan's father.

Standing next to him was the previous high priest of the Royal City of Atlantis and the most powerful wizard in the entire city: Cursed Moon.

"It's true that we don't have festivals, but you and the Moon people do. If I guess correctly, the person who transferred you here thousands of years ago should be another Old One ruler and the leader of the Moon people, Hastur.

The Lord of the Divine Sky and the Starry Sea, the Evil God of Wind."

"How do you know? What evidence do you have?"

"Because the spiritual power on the spear is the same as what emanates from him.

I also read the memory on the spear. Its owner is Kuya, the God of Wind Death under Hastur. Now they are planning to use the advanced civilization of the Moon Tribe to create germs that can infect the Sea Tribe and disintegrate Asia from the inside.

Atlantis, your descendants are already in danger."

"Then why didn't they take action before?"

Fang Hanyu is not surprising, but he will continue to die, but Juyue and Shengyu feel that there is no evidence for what he said, and it is a complete fantasy.

"That's because... they haven't found me yet."

These words made Curse Moon's shadow tremble. She didn't believe that Fang Han was Cthulhu at first. She was very angry when he stepped into the cemetery and even thought about destroying his soul.

But when he talked about the Old Ones so calmly, mentioning Hastur's name just like eating and drinking, Curse Moon couldn't help but believe that the power of the evil god faintly emanating from his body also made Curse Moon speechless.

As the bloodline fusion deepened and he integrated all the information he collected, Fang Han realized that the conflict between the Sea Clan and the Moon Clan was entirely related to him.

The remnant souls in his blood also told him that the Lord of the Star Sea and Cthulhu were incompatible with each other. When Fang Han began to show the true power of the evil god, that was when the Moonmen would take action.

For thousands of years, Hastur has been looking for an opportunity to completely eliminate Cthulhu. He not only wants to destroy Cthulhu's body, but also wants him to be destroyed physically and mentally.

And his ambition also made him unwilling to just occupy the land and rule the Moon People. He also wanted to turn the entire ocean into his own territory and devour the world.

Because Fang Han also read the memory of the previous Cthulhu to some extent, he turned into a remnant soul and asked for help from him entirely because of his lack of strength. And Fang Han has deep spiritual power, and only he is worthy of it.

Take the name of the evil god.
Chapter completed!