I Created Cthulhu In Naruto

"It failed again."

In the dimly lit laboratory, a figure slumped on a chair.

Looking at the young body still twitching slightly and bleeding from the corners of the eyes on the operating table, the owner of this figure has no desire to rescue him at all, and he doesn't even have the thought of taking another look.

In the eyes of the owner of this figure, although the young body on the operating table has not completely died, it has completely lost its use value as an experimental subject.

Life has no meaning at all, and if it had any, it would be eternal life.

There is no point in lamenting and mourning the dead. If death has any meaning, it is to make use of the dead.

The owner of the figure has always followed this creed, so naturally he will not mourn the young life on the operating table at this time.

Moreover, in these three days, thirteen experimental subjects could not bear the intensity of the experiment and died.

"Is it true that ordinary people's bodies are too fragile?" Orochimaru said.

The current Orochimaru has not yet become a traitor. In order not to attract the attention of the three generations of Naruto Sarutobi Hiruzen in the village, Orochimaru can only obtain some villagers from remote small villages as experimental subjects.

But the physical strength of ordinary people can't bear the experimental strength of Orochimaru at all, and the body of ordinary people can't bear it before it is worth recording the experimental data.

If things go on like this, the idea of ​​eternal life will never come true.

"If I can personally control a ninja village..."

Orochimaru lay on the armchair and looked at the ceiling, with a playful smile like a ghost on the corner of his mouth.

tick tock...

tick tock...

The experimental subject on the operating table finally stopped twitching, the blood from the corners of its eyes turned into a trickle, and fell to the ground with a dull dripping sound.

At this time, Orochimaru is not in the mood to clean up the operating table, nor is he in a hurry to carry out the experiment on the next subject. He needs to read some past research materials and books to see if there is a way to break through the current bottleneck.

Coming to the dark bookshelf, Orochimaru's fingertips lightly slid across the ninjutsu books and research materials on the bookshelf.

In fact, Orochimaru knows the contents of these books very well, and he doesn't have much hope for finding clues to break through the bottleneck of the experiment here.

Suddenly, Orochimaru's fingertips stopped on the spine of a book.

There is a very unfamiliar noun written on the spine of this book, a noun that does not exist in Dashewan's memory.

Necronomicon.

Have I read the book?

When did I have this book?

What is this book about?

Under the trend of curiosity, Orochimaru pulled the Necronomicon from the shelf.

The cover of the book looks very ordinary, covered with a lot of spider silk.

"Looks like it's been on the shelf for so long that I forgot to read it myself."

A large amount of spider silk indicates that this book has been here for a long time, but I have never touched it.

"I happen to be interested today, so let's read a little bit."

Orochimaru pushed aside the spider silk wrapped around the book cover, and opened the first page of the Necronomicon.

This is a title page, and most of the title page is blank, with only one sentence in the middle.

That eternal being cannot die,

And in monstrous eternity even death itself dies.

—Abdullah Al Hassad

Seeing this sentence, Orochimaru seemed to be triggered by his key words, the pupils in his eyes dilated rapidly, and his originally lazy figure immediately stood upright.

eternal!

Isn't this what I have been looking for?

Isn't the reincarnation of the dead that I am currently researching for eternity?

And his own eternity is simply child-level eternity in front of this eternity.

The eternity I understand is just to continue to use the short life of others to extend my own life, so as to achieve an effect similar to eternity.

And what is said on this title page is the real eternity!

This is an eternity in which even death itself dies!

Ultimate eternity!

Just one sentence on the title page has completely subverted Orochimaru's perception of eternity, and opened the door to a new world for Oroshemaru.

It turned out that my previous thoughts were completely restricted by my narrow inertial thinking, and the ultimate eternity is the real eternity.

The eternity I was looking for before was at best a short eternity.

In front of the ultimate eternity, the short eternity is just a microcosm.

The corner of Orochimaru's mouth grinned at an incredible angle, and his eyes were no longer looking at a book, but at the most precious treasure in the world.

Even things that are thousands of times more valuable than the most precious treasures.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Orochimaru slowly turned to the next page, and began to read the main text of the Necronomicon carefully.

This reading doesn't matter, but the content in it completely subverts the perception of the world that Orochimaru has built up over decades.

It records a series of knowledge that is enough to be called taboo!

Long before the birth of the human world, there was an ancient existence with great power and wisdom. This existence ruled everything in this world hundreds of millions of years ago!

They are called the Old Ones!

They are composed of unknown substances that are far beyond the mortal world, and their structures will not be affected by the laws of physics. Human beings, a lowly existence, cannot capture their essence, and can only describe their material shells through the wildest imagination .

The Great Old Ones were led by Azathoth, corrupt and formless.

Azathoth existed before the universe and all things were born. How he was born is not known, nor is he seen.

He is aimless, disorderly, nameless, great and blind.

He is in the palace at the center of endless chaos, frantically beating invisible giant drums, playing a flute that can only emit a disgusting monotonous tone, and he is often accompanied by other old masters who are crazy. Howl.

From his body was born darkness, nameless fog, and chaos, and these three gave rise to three great old masters respectively.

The darkness gave birth to the black goat of the forest that gave birth to tens of thousands of descendants—Sab Nicholas!

The Nameless Fog gave rise to the One--Yog-Sothoth!

Chaos begets crouching chaos—Nyarlathotep!

The birth of the three pillar gods marks the official establishment of all things in the world. They jointly establish time and space, endow life with material forms, and let these materials operate according to the will of Azathoth.

...

The Old Ones are here, the Old Ones are here, and the Old Ones will always be there!

Not in the spaces we know, but between spaces,

They walked in peace, they walked in primordial origin, they were outside space, and we cannot see them.

...

The world rules the world that they ruled, and they will rule the world that the world rules.

After spring and summer comes autumn and winter, and after autumn and winter comes spring and summer.

They wait patiently, for they will rule the land again at last.

...

Orochimaru greedily and crazily sucked the knowledge contained in every word in the Necronomicon, and the description between the lines stirred wildly in Orochimaru's mind.

The endless greed for knowledge, the infinite yearning for eternal life, and those crazy truths made Orochimaru extremely intoxicated at this time.

Every time the pages of the book are turned, the existing world view of Orochimaru will collapse an inch.

But Orochimaru didn't care about the destruction of the old knowledge in his mind, because it was filled with new knowledge immediately.

This alternation of new knowledge and old knowledge in the mind is also reflected in Dashewan's body.

Orochimaru's body couldn't help trembling!

(Due to the complex setting of Cthulhu mythology and many disputes, it is not conducive to newcomers to read, so this book will not clearly distinguish between ancient gods, outer gods and old rulers. After all, this book is not a popular science article.)