How should he put it? Ke Meng had never considered having his believers deliver offerings in person.
Even if they brought offerings directly to him, Ke Meng figured he would not be able to use them.
He could not move his body at all. He could only blink.
As for skills, he could only cast those in the mental domain and others that required no movements or poses.
Any skill that required moving a body part was completely unusable.
After thinking it over, Ke Meng decided he had to give them a signal. He could not let them deliver the offerings to R'lyeh.
Control Fear took effect instantly. Great Cthulhu's gaze had already been terrifying, but that terror had been released unconsciously. Now, with Ke Meng actively controlling it, he suppressed the other's will to its absolute limit.
Sacrifice was necessary.
Instead, Ke Meng emphasized that point. He used only a few words, repeating them over and over so his believers would understand.
To the believers, those were murmurs of terror, a demonic voice that would bring the apocalypse to its end, the ultimate sound piercing a world without order.
The believers struggled to hear all the information the evil god conveyed. Black Ghost's body trembled, and his tattered cloak grew thinner and thinner.
The Level 999 jellyfish erupted with lightning, turning into a mass of electricity. Even its body melted, and in the end, it failed to endure.
It was too weak. Its body could not withstand the evil god's warning face-to-face.
Black Ghost barely held on, but he was half-dead as well.
Ke Meng reined in his will, and the power controlling their fear receded. Black Ghost could finally catch his breath.
Black Ghost turned to look at the jellyfish, which had already vaporized, and remained speechless for