Book of Eibon

"Strange... and all mystical and cryptic..."

"So this is how Ricks from different worlds differ?"

Although the later pages of the Book of Eibon were filled with exciting content, including all kinds of prayers and incantations.

It could be called a top-tier grimoire for any rookie transported into the Cthulhu World to find a big brother, borrow power, and otherwise gain strength.

But what Rick of this world had written on the first page lingered in Morty's mind like an unbreakable train of thought.

A small problem...

Rick was thinking...

Those words carried quite a profound meaning!

Holding the book in his hand, Morty finally reached for the bottle of potion under AI Cthulhu Rick's urging.

"Hope you enjoy obtaining a body."

With the other party watching expectantly, Morty smashed the potion into the corner of the underground base. Then he watched as a mass of flesh formed amid the potion's violent reaction.

He picked up the Silent Sword and climbed up the stairs.

Once outside, Rick had just walked over when Morty asked if he had any weapons of mass destruction on him.

Rick had been about to speak, but upon hearing Morty's plan to silence someone permanently, the corner of his mouth twitched. Then he patted his eldest grandson on the head.

"Jesus! Morty, when did your heart get so black?"

After mocking Morty for turning evil, Rick tapped his arm a few times. His body, which had long since been mechanically modified from head to toe, popped out a missile launcher.

Biu~

Trailing a long tail of flame, a small missile as thick as a baby's arm spun three times through the air before flying straight at the wooden cabin.

Boom!!!

The seemingly tiny missile erupted in a powerful explosion upon hitting its target.

But after the smoke cleared, the cabin still stood unmoved.

A wall of black mist had blocked the attack.

Then AI Cthulhu Rick's voice came from inside. "I knew it! You were definitely going to come after me! That's why I activated all the defense systems!"

Rick sneered. "You're an AI, yet you want a physical body? That's such a Rick thing to do!"

"What, you got the guts to come in here and destroy me?"

Faced with the provocation, Rick did not attack again. He knew perfectly well how great a price he would have to pay to take down the base of another version of himself.

So he asked instead, "Morty, let's go. Everything here has been settled."

Rick wanted to leave, but Morty had no intention of going. He felt that a great conspiracy was hidden behind this Cthulhu World!

If he left without uncovering the truth, it would be far too regrettable.

Rick, however, acted as if he could not care less.

"Morty, do you remember how many things we've been through during our adventures over the past half year?"

"With so many regrets and unfinished matters, have we ever made every single thing perfect before leaving?"

"Everyone needs help, but we aren't babysitters. We can't take care of someone for their entire life."

Morty understood what Rick meant, but he was unwilling to give up just like that.

Besides, Rick had always been the one choosing where they went on adventures. Morty had never had the right to choose which world they explored.

So over the past half year, he had not gotten his hands on any divine artifacts at all.

He could only pick out a few barely useful good items from things Rick invented on a whim.

Even in this Cthulhu World, the last time the two of them had come here, they had merely sliced up Cthulhu's octopus tentacles and grilled them.

Yet this time, after wandering around aimlessly, Morty had somehow obtained the Book of Eibon and the Silent Sword, two divine artifacts.

The utterly different gains from those two visits were simply unacceptable to Morty!

He clearly had the chance to take artifact after artifact and use them to strengthen himself.

Yet he had to accompany this old man around the universe, making little barbecues everywhere?

Cthulhu: "Hey, hey, hey! Is that polite?"

Now that greed had taken root in Morty's heart, he shouted, "Rick! Not this time! Every time, you choose the worlds you want to visit, and I'm just an accessory!"

"So I think we need to change how this adventure thing works!"

"I can accompany you on adventures in those worlds, but you also have to respect my ideas for adventures!"

"If you're unwilling to respect my ideas, then just leave me here and go!"

The moment those final words left his mouth, Morty regretted them a little.

They had not even returned to their own world, and he was already declaring that he was breaking up with Rick...

What if Rick really abandoned him here...

Fortunately, Rick still cared about Morty on the surface. He was angry after hearing Morty's words, feeling the displeasure of having his wishes defied by his own grandson.

But Morty's performance over the past half year seemed to keep him from resorting to his usual insults. Instead, he asked heatedly, "Twenty times for one?"

Hearing that there was actually room to negotiate, Morty immediately haggled hard.

"One for one! That's fairer!"

"Build your own Portal Gun if you can. Otherwise, nineteen times for one!"

"Then tell me how to make a Portal Gun. I absolutely wouldn't mind using my two-digit IQ to spend another ten years learning to build one! Two times for one!"

"You motherf—"

"P4shit!"

The grandfather and grandson cursed at each other for a good while before finally settling on one exchange.

That was, after Rick chose the location for an adventure, Morty would get to choose where they went once.

Since Morty wanted to uncover the truth hidden behind this Cthulhu World.

His first opportunity to choose an adventure was used up just like that.

"Alright, alright. Since it's your adventure, you call the shots. Let's see what kind of thrilling adventure this world that's always gray and gloomy has in store."

After grumbling, Rick took out a bottle of liquor and had a drink. Then he adopted an attitude of, I won't interfere. I'm just here to watch the show.

With Rick taking that attitude, Morty felt relieved.

After all, he was not that worried, timid, stupid Morty with no plans whatsoever.

Once Rick agreed that Morty would take the lead in this adventure, Morty knew it would mainly head in two directions.

One was to figure out why Cthulhu Rick wanted Cthylla to become pregnant with his child.

The other, of course, was collecting all kinds of divine artifacts!

Because every great adventure was inseparable from rewards!

And in the Cthulhu World, although the hierarchy of combat power was not very clear, there was one supreme god who could not be avoided.

That was the supreme god Azathoth.

Conveniently, there was also a grimoire in the Cthulhu World named after him!

It was like how no one wanted to read a book called The Book of Neighboring Er Gou, but a book by Roadlamp would always draw people's attention.

So he had to find a way to get that book. Once he had both books in hand, he would be the Cthulhu-style Archmage!