"Indeed."

Klein expressed surprise at his level of knowledge and then explained it in detail.

It turns out that the Cthulhu in the prayer is the object of some kind of niche belief.

According to his research, only on the islands of New Zealand do some indigenous people believe in this unknown god.

Klein spent a lot of effort to piece together the image of Cthulhu from the myths passed down orally and artifacts whose authenticity was unknown.

It was a huge green creature, with a vague outline of a human being, but with a head like an octopus with many tentacles.

Its body is like a gelatinous substance covered with scales, with giant claws and a pair of narrow wings behind it.

Its bloated and fat body is dripping with mucus, like a constantly decaying mountain.

"Cthulhu is not its real name, but the name I translated. It is said that if you can recite its real name, you can enter a dream and see that magical palace, R'lyeh. Unfortunately, I

No clue to his real name has been found."

Klein sighed.

This was originally his doctoral thesis, but it never made any progress, and in the end he just changed his research direction.

"If there is any progress or if you need help, you can contact me."

Lu Mingfei is very enthusiastic.

He didn't know whether he should dissuade Klein from continuing to study this issue.

After wiping out the dragon clan, the next goal of the war group is to clear away the remnants of the mythical era.

If Klein produces the results of his research, the war group will be able to obtain information in advance.

But if you alert the other party, it will disrupt the original plan.

In the end, Lu Mingfei decided to maintain a wait-and-see attitude and strengthen his knowledge.

He continued to look through the Necronomicon, only to find that the back was completely blank.

"It was like this when I bought it. But it's strange. After I deciphered the first page, I would dream about some of the following content every time I dreamed, but I couldn't remember anything after I woke up."

Klein sighed.

Seeing his regretful expression, Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched slightly.

In terms of the spirit of seeking death, this folklore researcher is very much like those equipment guys.

"Give him some words, Emperor."

He looked at Fingel.
Chapter completed!