"An Elder Sign? Isn't that thing, in the eyes of the rulers, just..."
Before the Mysterious Lord could finish the words about to tumble out of his mouth, he froze on the spot...
The seal of the Elder Gods, known simply as the Elder Sign.
It referred to a kind of seal of power created by the gods of old, some of whom had banished Great Old Ones or been banished by them!
Whenever ordinary Great Old Ones saw someone holding that kind of seal, they would take a detour without another word!
But that was not because the Great Old Ones feared the seal!
It was purely because those seals had been imbued with special rules and special powers by the Old Ones.
In the eyes of the vast majority of Great Old Ones, those things were like the excrement of beings on the level of the Elder Gods!
Just looking at them was enough to turn their stomachs!
Take a very simple example.
As a Great Old One, if you normally spotted an interesting mortal, you might tease them a little with a tentacle or a bit of power.
Then you would drive them mad, or forcibly turn that somewhat interesting mortal into a follower of the Great Old Ones.
But it was like a human seeing a fly that had just crawled out of a toilet. Even if its wings were soaking wet, that human would never entertain the thought of crushing it with a shoe.
The principle was exactly the same.
No matter how interesting a mortal was, even if his art transcended worldly conventions, the moment he brought out an Elder Sign...
However elegant his art might be, to the Great Old Ones, he was still a maggot smeared with shit!
At most, the chamber