Primordial Era: The Witch Clan's Dog-Headed Strategist

Zeus gazed at the mass of flesh and blood that was constantly giving birth to monsters, and even he, who was used to the cruelty of the world, couldn't help but change color slightly:

"This...this is simply a bottomless pit that can never be filled!"

Hongjun nodded in satisfaction: "Good! With this, we will have an endless supply of cannon fodder."

Those deformed offspring, though not strong, have the advantage of being a continuous species.

One statue is not enough, so let's have ten; ten statues are not enough, so let's have a thousand or ten thousand!

With an endless army, we can overwhelm the primordial world; that is the source of our confidence to conquer it!

He raised his hand, pointed towards the direction of the primordial world, and said in a deep voice:

"Go, Shub Nicholas."

Go to that primordial wilderness, and for us, it will give birth to an endless army of monsters!

That enormous mass of flesh and blood seemed to understand the command.

It moved slowly, its countless tentacles waving and its countless enormous mouths opening and closing.

While constantly giving birth to new monsters, they slowly surged towards the depths of chaos and the primordial wilderness.

In the chaos, a strange prayer, seemingly composed of countless overlapping voices, echoed:

"The Black Goat, Mother of a Thousand Offsprings—The Black Goat, Mother of a Thousand Offsprings"

The third monster to be created was named Nyarlathotep.

"The first two demons, one controls time and space, and the other controls reproduction."

However, all of these relied on brute force and trickery, ultimately lacking flexibility.

Hongjun slowly said, "In the primordial world, the strong are as numerous as clouds, and the wise are as abundant as rain."

If we only have brute force, even if we can break through the defenses, we may not be able to defeat those strategists.

What we need is one more statue.

A demon capable of bewitching hearts, manipulating minds, and disintegrating the primordial world from within.

The voice of God, emanating from His holy light, spoke slowly:

"Bewitching people...manipulating minds...this is indeed a peculiar demon."

However, it should not be based on destruction, but on deception, temptation, and mental torture.

"Exactly." Hongjun nodded.

"This thing is based on all the fraud, deception, temptation, and mental distortion in countless worlds."

It doesn't seek destruction, but rather to drive its prey into a state of madness and agony, causing them to self-destruct.

The five rulers made their move once again.

This time, they are summoning from the boundless world.

All the deceitful thoughts, the power of temptation, the distortion of the mind, and the countless fragments of souls tormented to madness by lies and deception.

Within the chaotic abyss, those negative elements gradually coalesced into a being entirely different from the previous three.

It was a tall, dark-skinned human man.

He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a faint, meaningful smile on his lips.

He looked no different from any other ordinary human being from the prehistoric era.

If it weren't for the faint, distorted, and chaotic aura surrounding him, probably no one would have guessed that he was actually a demon.

However, that was merely his most iconic persona.

He has a thousand incarnations.

He can transform into any human form, any monster, or any ordinary object.

He could be your most trusted friend, your most loving elder, your most beloved lover, or your most terrifying nightmare.

He moves between the human world and chaos, deceiving everyone he wants to deceive with ever-changing appearances.

He is the chaos that Nyarlathotep lurks within, the messenger of the Outer Gods.

Zeus gazed at the tall, dark, humanoid monster, a strange look flashing in his eyes:

"This...this can be considered a monster?"

Hongjun smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Zeus, do not underestimate it."

Even the most brute-force monsters, capable of tearing apart armies, cannot withstand the cunning schemes of a strategist.

This thing, however, does not win by brute force; it is ever-changing and adept at bewitching people's hearts.

Once it infiltrates the primordial world, transforms into human form, and blends into the primordial world, it will use deception and temptation to sow discord, bewitch people's hearts, and cause cracks to grow from within the primordial world.

Its power far surpasses that of a thousand troops.

Upon hearing this, Odin slowly nodded:

"That's certainly true."

The strongest fortresses are often breached from within.

If this thing can penetrate deep into the primordial world, bewitch all living beings, and cause the primordial world to fall into chaos, then we will save countless efforts in conquering the primordial world.

Hongjun looked at the humanoid demon and said in a deep voice:

"Go, Nyarlathotep, to that primordial world, blend into the masses, and with your thousand faces, bewitch hearts, manipulate all beings, and dismantle the primordial world from within!"

The tall, dark-skinned humanoid demon slowly curled a meaningful smile at the corner of its mouth.

It bowed slightly, as if paying homage to the five rulers, and then, with a flicker, it transformed into an invisible stream of air, silently stealthily heading towards the primordial world.

It didn't alarm anything.

It simply moved silently, stealthily, towards the depths of that chaos, towards that complete world.

Like a hunter patiently waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.

The fourth monster to be created is named Hastur.

"The first three demons are: one controls time and space, one controls procreation, and one controls deception. But there is still one missing."

Hongjun slowly said, "In the primordial world, there were a hundred schools of thought, the Way of Literature and the Way of Martial Arts, and the Way of Humanity and Destiny. Among all living beings, there are many with resilient hearts."

To defeat the primordial chaos, besides tearing it apart from the outside and disintegrating it from the inside, we also need a supreme being.

A monster whose mere name and existence inspire terror and drive people to mental breakdown.

Brahma closed his eyes and said, "The way of fear and oppression."

This thing, based on all the sources of fear, nameless terror, and mental oppression in countless worlds, becomes an existence that drives people mad at the mere sight of it and terrifies them at the mere mention of it.

The five rulers made their final move.

This time, they are summoning from the boundless world.

The very essence of all fear, the nameless terror, and the countless fragments of souls driven mad by terror in the endless darkness and the unknown.

Within the chaotic abyss, those negative elements gradually coalesced into a figure unlike any of the previous three—

It was a figure dressed in a yellow robe. Embroidered on the robe were countless strange and twisted yellow marks.

The figure wore a pale, featureless mask on its head.

Beneath that mask lay a bottomless darkness.

The figure stood silently in the chaos, like a king from an endless abyss, emanating an invisible, suffocating pressure.

He is Hastur, the King in Yellow, the one beyond description.

The figure did not speak, yet an invisible, maddening will seemed to slowly emanate from the yellow robe and pale mask.

Anyone who looks directly at his presence feels an indescribable fear emanating from the depths of their soul, as if they have glimpsed something that should not be seen, something beyond comprehension.

That fear will gradually erode reason until it drives a person insane.

Zeus gazed at the yellow-clad figure, and even as the lord of thunder, he felt a chill that was hard to pinpoint: "What...what kind of supernatural powers does this demon possess?"

Hongjun said, "It doesn't need any supernatural powers. Its very existence is its supernatural power."

It represents fear and the unknown, an indescribable terror.

Its mere appearance before all living beings in the primordial world is enough to cause countless creatures to collapse in fear, their spirits broken, and them to surrender without a fight.

It is our final, sharpest weapon to conquer the primordial chaos, to crush it spiritually!

He looked at the figure in yellow and said in a deep voice, "Go, Hastur, go to that primordial wilderness, and let all living beings witness that indescribable fear!"

The figure in yellow slowly turned around and silently drifted away towards the depths of chaos and the primordial wilderness.

It made no sound, stirred no waves, yet it seemed to carry endless fear and darkness, inching closer and closer to that complete world.

Thus, the five rulers have created five peerless demonic creatures, each possessing unique supernatural powers.

The first being, savage and violent, embodies the resentment and destruction of countless worlds, and is the vanguard beast that tears open the defenses of the primordial world.

The second one, Yog-Sothoth, the Key to the Gate, controls time and space, understands dimensions, and sees through everything past and future. He is the key to break through the gate of the primordial protection.

The third one is Shub-Niggurath, the mother of all things, who is endlessly alive and gives birth to an infinite army of monsters, an inexhaustible source of soldiers to submerge the primordial world.

The fourth one, Nyarlathotep, is the lurking chaos, with a thousand faces, bewitching people's hearts, and is the shadow that disintegrates the primordial world from within.

The fifth one, Hastur, the King in Yellow, is based on fear and the unknown, and is a nightmare that shatters the spirit of the primordial world.

The five demons each have their own strengths and control a particular path; some are vanguards, some are keys, some are sources of manpower, some are shadows, and some are nightmares.

They will be like five sharp blades, piercing towards the primordial world from five directions simultaneously.

The five rulers stood atop the Chaos Abyss, gazing in the direction where the five demonic creatures had vanished, a cold glint flashing in their eyes.

Zeus said, "With all five demons appearing, the primordial world will likely never be at peace again."

Odin said, "When Pangu's protection is completely worn away, that will be the day we all come out in full force."

God said, "At that time, the billions of living beings in the primordial world will be the fruits of our labor."

Brahma closed his eyes and said, "The destiny of the three realms of the primordial world will also be divided among us."

Hongjun stood beneath the Jade Disc of Creation, gazing in the direction where the five demonic creatures had vanished. Deep within his eyes, however, flashed a more profound and unnoticed calculation.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and deep:

"Primordial World... Panxuan... Look at this great gift I, Hongjun, have prepared for you. Are you satisfied?"