"Cthulhu?!"
Zuo Qing froze slightly upon hearing those three words, then decisively shook his head. "Impossible. The Cthulhu Mythos did not descend with the Mist. Aside from several ancient ruins suspected to be connected to Cthulhu, no clues related to Lovecraftian Deities have been found anywhere in the world... They are not here."
"Really?" Chen Lu sneered. "Then... what about beyond Earth?"
Zuo Qing froze.
"You're right. The Blue Rain Squad and the Shang Xie Association had already explored nearly every corner of the Mist, and there truly were no traces of Lovecraftian Deities on Earth... But what about beyond Earth? Have we searched there? Do you think the moon above our heads truly exists?"
After Chen Lu finished speaking, Zuo Qing stood there in a daze for a long time before finally speaking in disbelief. "You mean the Lovecraftian Deities descended along with the Mist? And they descended onto the moon?"
Chen Lu shook his head.
"You have it backward."
"What do you have backward?"
"The order is backward." Chen Lu endured the pain and spoke word by word. "It wasn't 'Cthulhu descended with the Mist'; it was 'the Mist descended because of Cthulhu.'"
"The Mist is a product of the Cthulhu Gods?" Zuo Qing's mind trembled.
According to the Night Watchmen's current understanding, the collapse of world order had begun with the Mist that suddenly surged forth from Antarctica a century ago. After the Mist descended, most nations in the world became lands of death. Only the Great Xia Gods sacrificed their divine power and physical bodies, transforming into nine Nation-Protecting Divine Steles that completely sealed the Mist beyond the borders, allowing Great Xia to escape disaster.
After the Mist descended, countless strange "Mysteries" began appearing across the world. To eliminate the "Mysteries" that emerged within Great Xia,