Joint Dream, Deep Sea.
The Witch Cultists suddenly visited the Cthulhu Followers' stronghold, taking the dreaming Cthulhu by surprise.
The person who received the Witch Cultists happened to be Liu Siting, the woman closest to madness among the Cthulhu Followers, and one who had once regained her sanity from utter insanity.
Any ordinary person who saw her would be assaulted by her mad ramblings, until they felt as though their mind were being torn apart.
"This is R'lyeh, where the great Great Old One slumbers. Why have you stepped into our territory?"
Liu Siting wore a black robe, her expression as still as an ancient well. Yet the presence she exuded was so commanding that outsiders instinctively felt cowed.
"We're from the Witch Cult. We hope to receive help from the Cthulhu Cult," the few Witch Cultists said quietly.
Liu Siting studied them closely, then shook her head. "Please leave. This is not a place you should enter."
"Why? Can't you help us?" the Witch Cultists asked, unwilling to give up.
Recently, Orange Star's authorities had been subjecting them to relentless pressure, conducting a round of mandatory inspections every day. They would not allow any religious activity to take place on Orange Star's soil.
The wilderness was difficult to monitor, but it was certainly forbidden in urban population centers.
Furthermore, Orange Star had begun deploying robots in large numbers to monitor the wilderness, casting an inescapable net. Its determination to eradicate heretics was absolute.
"We have left our homeland and will put down roots on another planet. Whatever you do on Orange Star has nothing to do with us." Liu Siting shook her head, her thinking clear and her stance firm.
Liu Siting had already heard about what the Witch Cult had done on Orange Star. She had no interest