Chapter 1363 The Old Ones Dominator

"What exactly do these words mean?" Mag heard the words, so he didn't bother to study further, and settled down to think.

"Necronomicon" McGonagall saw it from H.P. Lovecraft's novels. When he was planted with the myth of Krusu, he borrowed a collection of H.P. Lovecraft from the library. However, he was not very interested in Western horror novels, so he just read a few short stories, then looked through the illustrations, and then returned the book.

Even with his memory, he can only recall some fragments, and the impression is not deep, but he can remember that passage very clearly.

Because of the lack of in-depth research, Mag didn't know much about the Crusu mythology system, but he also knew that the Old Ones occupied a very important position in the entire system, and probably remembered the gods who survived from ancient times.

"Could it be that the skeleton man is an old ruler, a god who survived from ancient times?" Mag whispered to himself. Based on his understanding of Crusu's system, there are only so many judgments he can make so far. .

The unknown mysterious existence, the weird black mist, the ability to give others powerful power, and the ability to control everything with the power of the undead, all of these are indeed not something that a tenth-level powerhouse can do. The mysterious skeleton in the stone statue A person's strength should be above level ten.

The realm of strength called extraordinary has never been proven to exist in this world.

"It seems that we have to make up for the lessons. That H.P. Lovecraft, who claims to be the Man of Destiny, may really know something special." McGonagall was thoughtful, and then said to the system: " System, give me a copy of all the books of the Crusu mythology system."

"Host, this system..."

"According to the publication price, add 1 copper coin for each book." Mag said calmly.

"This system will pack it for you right away!" The voice of the system immediately became attentive.

"Ding! 1,000 novels with Crusu elements have been successfully packaged, with a total price of 89,233 copper coins!"

"Ding! Deduction successful!"

"Ding! Delivered!"

Mag opened his eyes and looked at the heavy novels stacked on almost one wall, including many online novels. He couldn't help but feel a little headache. This dog system really won't let go of any opportunity to make money.

"Forget it, let's read it tomorrow." Mag looked at the wall of books, hesitated for a while, and lay back on the bed again.

Although the Crusu myth may be able to give him some inspiration, he doesn't think the answer lies in these novels. The secret library may just borrow the passage from "Necronomicon" as the answer. Whether it is closely related needs further investigation. learn.

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After a tiring day and smelling the smell of books and ink, Mag had a good night's sleep. When he opened his eyes the next day, looking at the entire wall of books, he rubbed his eyebrows with some headaches. Instead, I don't know where to look.

"Let's cook first." Mag glanced at the alarm clock, went downstairs, and was about to enter the kitchen when she saw Jane standing in the yard rubbing the holy light. Slowly condensed, as weak as a candle.

Jane's expression was extraordinarily solemn and sincere, and her eyes were fixed on the holy light, as if she was looking at her own belief.

"I learned it so quickly, the talent is really good." Mag glanced at Jane's shimmering unicorn, where there was also a little bit of holy light.

These days, Mag has really seen the various magical effects of holy light. Light is always the fastest, and has a very strong restraint on the spirit of the undead. He is happy to see a light demon appear, which is very important for the unknown It may be of great help in the future.

"If there really are Old Ones, do the gods that magicians believe in really exist? The God of Light, the God of Life, the God of Fire... What is the relationship between them and those Old Ones?" A question suddenly popped up in Mag's mind. Although he had always believed that it was just a fixed spell cast by a magician, the answer he got from the secret library last night overturned many of his cognitions.

If the Great Old Ones are real, then the existence of gods is equally acceptable.

"It's really a headache, I hope it's just a legend." Mag shook his head, and he also had some resistance to the unknown.

"The old ruler, is it a new species? How is the meat quality? What is the fat content? Is it possible to develop it into a new dish? Can it be cultivated on a large scale? Research on new recipes needs to be put on the agenda. ? Charcoal grill? Breaded and fried until golden on both sides? Stir-fried?..."

Just when Mag was having a headache for the possible existence of the Old Ones, he didn't notice the strange words mixed in the data flow flowing through his mind like a waterfall.

The holy light in Jane's hand was suddenly extinguished. She sighed in frustration. When she looked up, she saw Mag standing at the door. She blushed and stammered, "Old...boss."

Mag came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and said with a smile, "Oh, Jane is very hardworking, she got up so early to practice."

"I'm too stupid to learn well, so I can only get up earlier." Jane lowered her head and said with some embarrassment. The light couldn't even light up the room.

"No, you're already great." Mag smiled and shook her head. Irina also praised Jane's talent on the road yesterday. "You continue to practice. I'll give you breakfast last night."

"Yeah." Jane nodded and watched Mag enter the kitchen before continuing to light the holy light.

After breakfast, Mag went upstairs to read the novel for a while, and chose a collection of short stories by H.P. Lovecraft. After all, he is the builder of the Crusu myth system, and his book should be of great reference value.

At eight o'clock, Mag went downstairs to collect crayfish as usual, and Kital was still at the front, carrying a net bag with a dozen crayfish in it.

"Boss, I caught thirteen crayfish today, can I use these shrimps for practice." Kital raised the crayfish in his hand excitedly when he saw Mag.

"It's absolutely fine." Mag nodded, and the students brought their own ingredients, which is naturally the best.

"Okay." Kital put the crayfish aside, and then took the initiative to help Mag pour the purchased crayfish into the pool, which was a big help to Mag.

Ivan, who caught four crayfish, also quickly joined the helping team.

After the crayfish was purchased, all ten apprentices were present, and more or less all of them brought crayfish with them. This made Mag, who was planning to continue reading the book, choose to stay and start teaching everyone the practical operation.

When cooking crayfish, the heat is very important.

So, this morning Mag is going to teach everyone how to control the heat.