"It turns out this sunken ship wasn't innocent at all. These Evil God cultists brought this upon themselves." Sweetie let out a long breath, her tone full of schadenfreude.
"Keep watching," Knife Fire said seriously.
After feeding the cow to the monster, a goat-faced man over two meters tall emerged from the captain's cabin.
He held a thick black book, opened it, and placed it on the deck.
Then he began using the cow's blood to draw a strange ritual on the deck.
It was an enormous circle covered in exceedingly complex writing.
After looking at it, Wenren Sheng found the source of the ritual text in his memories. It was Latin, along with words from Cthulhu novels concerning the summoning of Evil Gods.
After an unknown amount of time, the ritual was complete.
The cargo ship's crane then hoisted the caged monster into the very center of the circular ritual.
Then half the Evil God cultists unhesitatingly plunged their cattle-slaughtering knives into their own chests.
Half their blood splattered across the circular ritual, while the other half splattered onto the monster in the cage.
The monster began to cry out, its voice growing more and more urgent.
"Father..."
The goat-faced man picked up the thick black book beside him and began chanting loudly...
"The Old Ones are now, the Old Ones were once, and the Old Ones shall ever be..."
"They were born before civilization and dwell beyond dimensions."
"Only Yog-Sothoth knows where the gate lies. Yog-Sothoth is the gate, the key, and the gatekeeper."
"He knows the day the Old Ones will come, and He knows where the Old Ones will descend..."
Upon hearing this, Wenren Sheng suddenly understood why he had come here...
Just as the goat-faced man was reciting the chant, another submarine suddenly surfaced in