As the saying went.
Half-truths were the most convincing!
Half true and half false was the most reliable! And the best lies often contained no falsehoods at all. Thus, the Mysterious Lord relied on this Primary Great Thousand World, which had been specially built for the demon realm's mighty cultivators after its territory was occupied back then.
He successfully won Yog-Sothoth's trust through deception once again.
"But now that we've settled my issue, what's going on with you? Unless I'm mistaken, even your races have changed!"
The Mysterious Lord instantly turned the tables, seizing on the fact that all the information about these Great Old Ones had changed.
Even their most infamous trait-their indescribable, maddened whispers-had vanished!
"In truth, we didn't form an alliance long ago. We merely had a loose understanding."
This time, Nyarlathotep spoke. He, whose original form had been the Bloated Girl, displayed a truly maidenly air for the first time.
His formerly bloated avatar, which had constantly dripped mucus and fluid, had disappeared. What remained resembled the most perfect creation of legend.
It was the image of a beautiful, captivating maiden that neither nature nor human craftsmanship could sculpt or express!
"Our actual alliance, in the truest sense, really began with the book you gave Yog-Sothoth last time."
The Mysterious Lord froze for a moment, then quickly recalled it.
"The Blazing Golden Crow Insignia Codex?"
He spoke with some uncertainty and surprise. Although Sect Master Tongtian, who had created this method, had explicitly stated that, aside from a tiny resemblance at the outset, it no longer had any connection to the Primordial World.
But the systems of different worlds were different, after all.
In some obscure, ordinary middle thousand world, something might merely be a method a woodcutter used to exert his strength.
One day, a