"When the Return of the Stars comes, you will be resurrected."
"Then what use are believers to you?"
Ke Meng gazed up at the sky and murmured to himself.
The gurgling of water echoed endlessly in his ears, carrying a strange, wondrous rhythm.
Ke Meng listened carefully to the call of Cthulhu.
Now, Ke Meng was no longer affected by him and could listen without fear.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes passed.
Gradually, Ke Meng understood.
The call of Cthulhu.
It was calling for the stars in the sky to return to their places.
His voice had always been directed at the stars above.
It did not matter if believers heard it too. If they could help bring about the Return of the Stars, the unsealing would naturally happen faster.
So, from the very beginning, the evil god had never cared whether believers helped him.
Even without believers, the stars would still slowly return to their places under his call.
Such was the power of an evil god, even sealed away, his consciousness slumbering and unable to awaken.
With this faint call alone, and the patience of dripping water wearing through stone, he would eventually bring about the Return of the Stars.
"So this was your real plan," Ke Meng murmured.
Finding the Elder Gods and unraveling the first playthrough were not actually all that important.
The day of unsealing would come sooner or later.
Still, without Nya's influence in the second game plus, Ke Meng could see the facts more clearly. That was a considerable benefit.
Before, everything he observed had seemed veiled. Now, that obstruction was gone.
Furthermore, the new game plus had transformed the world, making the stars shine more conspicuously and considerably expanding the influence of Cthulhu's breathing.
Overall, the new game plus era favored