"Ah..."
When Fang Zheng returned to Semblia once more, he was sighing the whole way.
Although Chaos's further rampage had indeed been stopped, Fang Zheng had also paid quite a price.
That was right. In the end, Fang Zheng had still adopted the Goddess of Order's suggestion and used that method.
What method?
Simple... Cthulhu!
In the Cthulhu World, the Goddess of Order had used the concept of the Great Ones to bind and destroy the power of Chaos. It was not as simple as creating a god. Rather, it twisted and assimilated mortals' consciousness and perception, using their "recognition" to create a prison that turned Chaos—something they originally could neither understand nor perceive—into a tangible entity, binding, sealing, and exterminating it.
Thus, Fang Zheng had no choice but to sacrifice himself.
He had absorbed the aura of the Great Ones in that world, and with the divinity of the God of Lust on top of that, creating a Cthulhu-like cult had been effortless. And Americans... they were practically synonymous with superstition and stupidity. No one in the world was easier to fool than Americans. Turning them into Cultists had taken Fang Zheng mere minutes.
Because the Goddess of Zero had gotten the catalyst dosage wrong, the mitochondrial rebellion had not been completely eliminated. Instead, it had spread. Under those circumstances, Fang Zheng's solution had been to use Cultists contaminated by the Great Ones' Aura and devoted to the God of Lust against the awakened mitochondrial entities. Those believers would be contaminated and transformed into followers of the Great Ones. They would obey Fang Zheng's orders and kill every monster awakened by the mitochondria.
Yeah... this was basically letting dogs bite each other.
If this had been on the Eurasian continent, Fang Zheng might have considered another solution. But North