Tsathoggua, God of Toads

"Somewhat great God of Toads, Tsathoggua! I'm not your follower! Nor do I plan to consider worshipping you! Your bullshit is useless to me!"

"But the Cthulhu World is now facing an unprecedented crisis!"

"I need your power to find that Cthulhu Rick and help your world survive this disaster!"

On the rocky shore by the sea, Morty stood in place, holding the Book of Eibon in both hands. He spoke casually, without the slightest hint of fervor.

Listening to Morty use the Book of Eibon's incantation to ask the big shot behind the book to "borrow some power," Grandpa silently looked up at the sky, wearing the expression of someone who had never met this idiot before.

As the big shot of one faction and the official image ambassador of Cthulhu mythology, Cthulhu sank his entire body beneath the sea, leaving only his three pairs of eyestalks a meter below the surface.

Because of Morty's bullshit speech, as a fellow Old One, he could have turned this guy to ash on behalf of his good buddy.

But the situation was thorny right now.

The Deep Ones and Star-Spawn he had sent out had also departed from R'lyeh and begun spreading in every direction to search for Cthulhu Rick.

So, this incantation that was insufficiently devout and could even be considered insulting...

Old Cthulhu hadn't heard it!

The seawater had amazing soundproofing!

If you didn't like it, then you, freshwater big toad, could come soak in seawater too!

Morty repeated the incantation several times.

At last, he called over a certain big toad.

Tsathoggua—the God of Toads. Though not every god in the Cthulhu World offered the kind of service where they came running whenever summoned like some errand boy.

Morty's uniquely provocative incantation, along with the energy contained in his voice, truly caught the attention of this "Sleeper."

Especially with Old Cthulhu's whole family crouching beneath the sea beside him...

This was obviously a case of you must have something major to ask of me!

So he came.

A gigantic creature bearing both bat and toadlike characteristics appeared out of thin air before Morty. Its bloated toad-like body made Morty think that while Cthulhu also enjoyed sleeping, at least he had slept his way into a body full of muscle!

And then look at you—sleeping your way into a body full of fat!

Sure enough, sleeping on the seabed, with the pressure beneath sea level, allowed a Sleeper to maintain his physique even while asleep.

As expected of my bro Old Cthulhu!

To live up to the glorious image of being the Cthulhu World's ambassador...

The burden of being an idol on those shoulders was no ordinary weight.

Cthulhu: "..."

Big Toad: "..."

Grandpa: "..."

Having arrived before them through what was, in a sense, a portal, the big toad looked exceedingly lazy. Or rather, he simply did not look like a spirited young man at all.

In a slow, reserved tone, he asked, "Human who can withstand the voices of madness, why have you summoned me?"

"This world is about to be destroyed."

Big Toad: "..."

Bastard! I just got here! Don't scare me like that!

Don't think you can bluff me just by blurting out a few lines!

When is this world not on the brink of destruction?

Seeing the big toad's eyes widen instantly—discovering that the guy's eyes could actually double in size—Morty sighed in disappointment.

When he had seen those tiny eyes just now, he had planned to make a Li Ronghao joke.

Without further nonsense, Morty recounted the matter of the child in Cthylla's belly to the big toad from beginning to end.

After listening, the big toad scratched his head, feeling that this matter was truly absurdly melodramatic.

Your daughter had been knocked up by some old bastard.

And once the child in her belly was born, it would at least have the combat power of the supreme god Azathoth, after which it would be used to control countless universes?

Was that really so brutal?

We Old Ones had already been beaten into the ground by the Elder Gods.

And now we had to face another monster like Azathoth.

What the hell were we supposed to do?

Screw it! Screw it! I choose to give up!

"So now I need to know: what exactly has that Cthulhu Rick done using your book?"

Hearing that, the big toad turned his gaze to the book Morty held in both hands.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "This book... I've heard of it. Although its author has always claimed it has something to do with me, if you actually look at the incantations inside, it's just a collection of spells. You can summon anyone; whether they answer is entirely up to them."

At that, Cthulhu's expression immediately darkened.

Noticing that this universe's officially appointed image ambassador was somewhat displeased.

The big toad hurriedly explained that he had, in fact, been summoned by that white-haired old man before.

The evil aura on the other side had left a deep impression on him.

It was just that the guy was a little unhinged.

The moment they met, he had insisted on talking about some unreliable Four Elements Theory.

"Four Elements Theory? The thing that nearly ruined the Cthulhu World's prestige?"

From Cthulhu mythology, Morty had learned that the nonsense of the four elements seemed to have been forcibly added later by someone.

After adding it, that person had found it awkward as well and chosen to discard it.

He had not expected Rick in this world to spend time researching that stuff.

"Then, do you have a way to find him?"

"Yes! I planted a mark on him. I don't know whether he discovered it, because I feel he's very clever."

"Then try connecting to the mark?"

With a thought, a small invisible current of energy surged out from the big toad's body and went straight to Cthylla's belly...

Just that one moment made the big toad turn deathly pale. Not even his dark skin could conceal that pallor.

Why... why did his mark lead directly to Cthylla's belly?

He did not need to think with his toes to know that bastard had definitely done this!

Sensing what the big toad feared, Cthulhu also used his own energy. He too discovered that he had some kind of spiritual connection with Cthylla's belly.

After analyzing it further.

They discovered that it was not a mark.

It was a soul chain!

"I'm going to kill that piece of shit!"

Cthulhu and the big toad immediately flew into a rage.

Most monsters in the Cthulhu World had no fixed form. They only adopted relatively fixed appearances at times to make it easier to converse with certain creatures.

Or to let their underlings build statues of them.

So, from a certain perspective, they were entirely soul-form creatures. The appearance of soul chains already indicated a very serious problem.

Their souls had been bound together with the child in Cthylla's belly.

And the mastermind behind all this was naturally Cthulhu Rick. By collecting all kinds of spellbooks, even incantations and prayers.

He had bound the souls of one god after another to this child.

In that case, who could harm this child?

Wouldn't that mean killing everyone?