An hour after rescuing Hastur.
The image of the renowned King in Yellow in Kim Tae-hyun and Yi Kun's minds had completely changed. It was no longer merely a matter of senile dementia... His personal problems were simply too severe.
Every time he climbed another flight of stairs, Hastur fell at least once.
After every fall, Hastur would force an explanation, claiming that he had been imprisoned in the space-time prison for tens of millions of years and was not used to the changes in external gravity.
He kept explaining and kept falling, until the three of them could no longer bear to watch. In the end, Yu Jing supported the aged Hastur as they slowly walked onward.
Even Yi Kun began to doubt whether Hastur really had what it took to oppose Baruk. Zangsi.
"Why don't we... just return to Earth?"
"You brats don't believe me? Honestly! Zat Gua brat, we'll soon reach the prison where Hungry Ghoul Man is being held. When the time comes, I'll let you see what the power of an evil god is."
The prison holding Hungry Ghoul Man was made of a soft material that would expand without limit under even the slightest force.
Five chain restraints made from the high-concentration energy-disturbing slime secreted by Prison Director Kachitov bound the neck and limbs of a man.
"This was the human believer chosen by Shoggoth before his death in the Old World, whom he made his successor. Who would have thought that this fellow would undergo extreme assimilation? He was therefore treated as an evil demon and exiled here along with the others... I'll help you control him. Then you can extract Shoggoth's true inheritance yourself."
Hastur's words sounded confident enough. He raised his right arm and muttered several advanced languages of the Old