344 Chapter 341: Shoggoth

Hearing the strange noise outside.

Hayakawa Aki immediately reacted, pushed open the room door, and rushed out.

Himeno, seeing this, followed him immediately, and soon the two of them arrived near the staircase.

This was originally the place where everyone encountered the Devil entity with a human head. After Kobeni unintentionally killed that Devil entity, because she was too frightened, everyone casually threw the corpse of this creature into the adjacent guest room.

But now it seems that this Devil entity with human heads was not killed but was continuously multiplying.

Originally, this thing was just a severed head cut in half, but now it has grown quite large, turning into a swollen mass of tumors, viscera, and human limbs tangled together. This thing was constantly wriggling, oozing a fishy, sticky, and rotten tissue fluid.

The 'bang' that everyone just heard was actually the noise made when this thing burst through the door.

"This thing... wasn't it already killed by Kobeni?"

Himeno was also stunned: "I've never seen such a bizarre form. What kind of Devil is it?"

"It looks like a Tiktok Devil."

While the two were puzzled, Fang Mo also slowly walked over from a distance.

"Tiktok Devil?"

Hayakawa Aki turned his head and looked at Fang Mo, asking with a puzzled face, "What is that?"

"Human beings... foolish humans..."

At this moment, the Devil on the ground suddenly spoke. Numerous ugly and strange heads emerged from this pile of rotten flesh, resembling a cesspit. The heads intermittently said, "We... let's talk about a contract..."

"What contract do you want to talk about?"

Himeno asked.

"I want to eat that... the kid named Denji..."

The Devil on the ground said in a dry, hoarse voice, "Be it humans or corpses... let me eat them... then I will let all of you leave..."

"Denji?"

Hearing the Devil's words, Hayakawa Aki and Himeno exchanged glances: "Why him?"

Fang Mo, however, knew the reason. It was because Denji's heart is that of the Chainsaw Devil Pochita, a very special Devil. Therefore, both in Hell and in the human realm, there are forces that want to obtain his heart. The Eternity Devil they are encountering now is just a small matter; there will be even more terrifying entities appearing in the future.

However, knowing is one thing, Fang Mo had no intention of enlightening them.

"Probably because he's very special."

So he simply said, "After all, Denji is neither human nor Devil, nor is he a devil or anything like that."

"In other words, killing Denji would be advantageous for this Devil."

Hayakawa Aki originally did not want to kill Denji, so he simply nodded and said, "In that case, we should first think of a way to deal with it..."

As he spoke, Hayakawa Aki pinched his thumb, ring finger, and middle finger together, forming a gesture similar to the orchid hand, and then activated his ability towards the pile of rotten flesh on the ground: "Hmm."

However, the next second, nothing happened around him.

"Huh?"

Hayakawa Aki was momentarily stunned.

But in the next second, he subconsciously looked towards Fang Mo.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Seeing this, Fang Mo asked, "You don't think I did this, do you?"

"Himeno-senpai, can the ghost still be used?" Ignoring Fang Mo, Hayakawa Aki turned to Himeno and asked, "The fox can't be used for now, and I'm not sure why."

"The ghost won't come out either."

Himeno shook her head, "Ever since last time, it seems like the ghost has been mad at me... Maybe the contract has been dissolved?"

"..."

Hearing this, Hayakawa Aki again turned his gaze towards Fang Mo. He didn't speak, but his facial expression was very clear, probably something like 'So it really wasn't you?'

"What's it got to do with me?"

Fang Mo spread his hands, "The real body of the Fox Devil is in Kyoto, and now the space-time here has formed a closed loop. You'd be seeing ghosts if you could summon it."

"Then the ghost..."

"I've said it, the ghost is just weak."

Fang Mo continued, "I never laid a hand on it from start to finish. It scared itself witless, and you blame me?"

"So there's no other way now?" Himeno also seemed a bit helpless and sighed, "The rookies are all scared and useless, so do we have to sign a contract with the Happy Devil?"

"No, let's think of another way."

Hayakawa Aki shook his head, stopping Himeno's idea: "There's still plenty of time, and both Denji and Power should still be able to exert their strength."

"Hehehe..."

However, upon hearing this, the large pile of rotten flesh on the ground suddenly let out a terrifying laugh: "Useless... this is not my true body... this is my stomach... I've hidden my heart somewhere else... I have no weaknesses on the eighth floor..."

"I will not believe the words of a Devil."

Hayakawa Aki glanced at the pile of rotten flesh, his expression remarkably calm: "I simply want to use the most effortless method to deal with you. Otherwise, you'd already be dead."

Indeed, Hayakawa Aki was not lying about this. He carried on his back a nail-like knife, a contract weapon he made with the Curse Devil. Using this knife to attack an enemy a few times would cost Hayakawa Aki a significant amount of his lifespan, while the enemy would be cursed to death by the Curse Devil.

This attack was akin to an instant-death verdict. Once effective, it almost always resulted in an instant kill.

However, while this ability was indeed powerful, the problem was that Hayakawa Aki didn't have many years of life left to squander, so he generally refrained from using this knife.

In contrast, the rotten flesh's unknown Devil power, though bizarre and capable of creating a spatial loop to trap people, appeared immobile. This meant there was no immediate danger, so Hayakawa Aki decided to ponder other strategies.

"You two are dawdling too much, aren't you?"

Upon seeing Hayakawa Aki's attitude, Fang Mo became a bit impatient and remarked: "For such low-level trash, just make a contract with me, and it would be instantly finished. Is there a need to spend so much time on tactics?"

"If it comes to that, I'll consider it," Hayakawa Aki replied.

"Alright then, you play slowly."

Hearing this, Fang Mo didn't bother to continue the charade and turned to leave.

After all, this Devil was indeed trash. In the original story, Denji, in a fit of anger, furiously slashed at it for three days, causing it to commit suicide from the pain. Naturally, Fang Mo couldn't be bothered with such a foolish thing.

Taking advantage of the stopped time, Fang Mo selected a guest room for himself.

Then he began experimenting with the materialization of MC items.

Previously, in the Marvel Universe, Fang Mo opened seventeen lucky blocks before leaving. Now he had quite a few things that needed to be materialized.

In fact, speaking of materialization, Fang Mo still had many valuable items in his possession, like the Portable Conversion Table and the Eye of Mercury, not to mention the items from the Twilight Forest, including the Disassembling Table, the Four Great Scepters, ores, and the Sorting Tree, which he hadn't yet materialized, let alone items from other mods.

But Fang Mo's strength was already strong enough, so the progress of the materialization experiments was delayed due to his laziness.

There was no helping it; Steve's backpack, no matter how large, had its limits. Sometimes, Fang Mo would casually throw these items into a box, forgetting to bring them when entering a new instance. Over time, even he forgot what he wanted to materialize.

But this time, Fang Mo brought quite a few valuable items.

After all, the world of the "Happy Sawman" instance was about sudden and severe illness, and it would be a pity not to prepare some good tricks.

Just like this time.

Fang Mo plans to first study the miniature Shoggoth, as well as the statue of Nyarlathotep.

It's quite clear that these two items are imbued with the eerie style of Cthulhu, but in this world, they seem rather normal. After all, the Devils in this world also look quite bizarre, the kind that would cause a normal person to lose their sanity just by glancing at them.

Actually, this so-called miniature Shoggoth.

Fang Mo had already summoned it in the MC world before.

Upon examining the model, Fang Mo realized that this creature is probably from the AbyssalCraft mod, a mass of black tentacles covered in eyes. Although it's a 'miniature' Shoggoth, its model is still quite large, capable of swallowing a cow whole.

So, he casually stuffed it into an Ender Sword.

While he's free, Fang Mo decides to materialize this thing and give it a try.

With a thought, Steve directly handed the Ender Sword to Fang Mo, followed by a flash of white light. As the Ender Sword materialized, the Shoggoth was also released.

A burst of white light first appeared in front of Fang Mo.

Then, as the light dissipated, a huge mass of pitch-black, living slime appeared out of thin air.

Fang Mo observed.

And curiously examined the creature before him.

It was a massive, car-sized, black amorphous creature.

More than a liquid, its body seemed to be made of a kind of shiny black gel, like living petroleum.

This thing somewhat resembled an enlarged symbiote, very lively and agile. Its entire surface continuously churned and changed, with countless eyes forming and then disappearing into nothingness beneath its translucent skin. Only the hundreds of soft, cold, and sticky tentacles kept reaching out.

Fang Mo focused his gaze on the miniature Shoggoth in front of him.

And at the same time, the miniature Shoggoth seemed to be observing Fang Mo.

Before long, it extended a small black tentacle, tentatively trying to touch Fang Mo.

Seeing this, Fang Mo didn't think much of it and instead stretched out his own finger, lightly touching the creature's tentacle in mid-air.

"Squeak!"

Upon touching Fang Mo, the little creature suddenly made a strange sound.

"This thing…"

Fang Mo was initially startled, then instinctively stroked his chin, "It feels quite cute…"

Yes, although the Shoggoth described in Lovecraft's Cthulhu Mythos is terrifying and sanity-shattering, Fang Mo found this creature quite adorable. It's like an enlarged version of some kind of slime, a big soft mass. Moreover, its call wasn't the "Tekeli-li" sound, but more of a squeaking.

Of course, there's also a most important point.

That is, Fang Mo can understand what this thing is saying.

And the sound it just made was probably calling Fang Mo 'master'.