My Game Friends Were Foreigners in Mythology

45 – Lower Outer God (3)

[Korea’s 3rd S-class?!]

When I returned home, I nodded as I saw myself on TV.

‘I should block all contacts.’

SNS is already starting to burn.

I blocked all the guys that had only saved contacts and turned off DM notifications.

“Look at this!”

[Hiro -91.5%]

“It’s up!”

“Uh, uh, yes, yes.”

Nyarlathotep ran up to me with an excited expression and showed me his cell phone.

What if you lose 400 million? Take what you earn quickly.

“…”

Nyarlathotep glared at me disapprovingly, but I tried to ignore it.

“But you guys told me to hit the maid, why are you working?”

“Yes, yes?”

After that, I spoke to the star spawn who was doing something in the sink.

They told me to quit, so why are you working?

“I have nothing to do…”

Those who bow their heads in shame and rub their dishes.

Aha.

‘Because I don’t do it, my body seems to be itching.’

I’ve been working all this time and now I’m told not to do it, so something seems strange about my body.

He said he didn’t like it, but now he couldn’t live without housework.

The only difference from before I was fired was the fact that I changed my outfit from a maid outfit to an apron.

Except for the youngest, everyone was mature, so I felt like a close older sister next door.

“Yog-Sothoth.”

“Yes?”

Now, Yog-Sothoth’s pronunciation returned to normal, as if his SAN level had recovered a bit.

“By the way, if that’s a problem for me, can I turn back time?”

“Yes!”

If, by any chance, the achievement of the S rank makes work bothersome, you can go backwards right away.

It was thanks to Yog Sotos, a man with an open firearm.

‘Life is comfortable.’

After overcoming a few major crises, life has become much easier.

I hope it will continue like this in the future.

[Korea’s third S-class Awakener was born today.]

“Did you sell your portrait rights?”

My face on TV.

[During the re-examination, Mr. Kim received an S-grade judged by showing an overwhelming performance…]

Tip.

I turned the TV channel as it was.

I can’t look at you because I’m shy.

[Mitfish Shark Thururuduru…]

“Kyaaa!”

Instead, Yehwa turned on her favorite kids channel.

She doesn’t eat, she doesn’t poop, she’s cute, and she likes it when the TV is on… Isn’t this a perfect filial daughter?

It’s not easy to be a filial daughter at that age, but the example is amazing.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

It was then.

The doorbell suddenly rang three times.

‘What a crazy bastard.’

Why click three times when it should be just one click?

“Who are you?”

Slightly annoyed, I trudge open the front door.

“Who are you to ring someone else’s doorbell… Huh?”

“heheheh, hehehe…”

There, three identical-looking people were covered in blood and gasping for breath.

It wasn’t that they looked like twins or that they looked alike.

There were three people who just, perfectly, looked alike, frowning.

“Who is…”

“Sa, save me…!”

They approached me looking like they were about to collapse at any moment and prayed.

“What, what…”

“Who are you to be so flustered?”

As I looked flustered, Nyarlathotep approached me with a sense of wonder.

“No, you guys?!”

After that, she confirmed the appearance of the guys and exclaimed in surprise.

“Come in first. Why the hell did it end up like that?”

“Ah, thank you…!”

Do you know each other? If you know Nyarlathotep…

‘Are these guys gods too?’

Rumble.

Guys rushing into the house at once.

‘It’s really f*cked up.’

My house was filled with 14 people.

This is not enough space to breathe.

I really need to move right away, this.

‘I have to negotiate with the Association, Won.’

I’ll do a job for you, so I’ll have to ask you for a fancy mansion.

“So who are you?”

Blonde hair that didn’t lose its luster even though it was stained with blood.

Red eyes that look like they’ve been studded with rubies.

A suit reminiscent of an office worker.

‘…He reminds me of him.’

Nyarlathotep, the restaurant that Ktuga took.

Three that remind me of the lower outer god that was there.

Wouldn’t the guy right there be like this when he grows up? It was the look I wanted.

“Ah…! You are Kim Hyun-seong!”

The guy didn’t answer the question, grabbed my hand and said.

Her expression was full of madness, as if she had met her favorite idol.

“Do you know me?”

“Of course…! How many rumors are spreading among the foreign press these days! That they violated Nyarlathotep and had Cthulhu mother-daughter…”

f*ck!

Nyarlathotep slapped her on the back of the head.

“If you’re going to say something weird, get out.”

She looked calm, but her ears were almost burning red.

“Ah, ah. I was rude.”

The guy who saw that stopped his runaway and started introducing himself.

“My name is Noul, the lower outer god! I’m unemployed right now!”

“Um, sure.”

As expected, he was a low-level outer god.

The resemblance was striking, and it was as expected.

“Introduce yourself too.”

Noul finished his self-introduction and said to the cowering guys behind him.

Then the guys in the back hesitantly opened their mouths.

“Ha, the lower outer god, it’s called ‘Urafti’… In the past, it was also called ‘X-2634’ because humans mistook it for a planet…”

“My name is ‘Shinz’, a lower outer god. I make a living by making small indie games…”

All sub-outer god.

“Nyarlathotep, are there so many lower outer gods?”

“Currently, there are about 30,000 of them. Don’t ignore them. Even if they look like that, three of them together can destroy a planet. One to break and two to stop.”

“They’re crazy bastards?”

You guys know what Recon is.

You mean you can actually fight a Constellation by yourself.

“That’s why they are used as excellent soldiers in war. Even Outer Gods can’t guarantee victory if 10,000 of them gather.”

“Are they really crazy?”

In other words, it was just pushing through the volume.

Still, it wouldn’t work against a monster like Yog-Sothoth.

“So why are you here?”

“Oh, that’s right! Save us!”

Noul must have remembered her situation, and she screamed with an impatient face.

“Some crazy b*tch is killing the lower outer gods saying he’s preparing for war!”

“…What?”

At that time, Yog Sotos, who was playing Yehwa, approached with a serious face.

“Ah, ahhh?! Lord Yog Sotos?!”

The supreme god of Outer Gods.

Noul, who saw the undisputed strongest foreign press, drove the doggeja.

“They’re preparing for war, but they’re trying to kill you?”

“Yes, yes…”

“It’s clear what that means.”

Yog-Sothoth said with a frown on his face.

“You’re not trying to fight me now.”

“Yeah, sure.”

I didn’t understand for a moment, and I was in a daze, and then I realized.

‘Because Yog-Sothoth can manipulate everything.’

It was enough to turn back time and make the lower outer gods into his subordinates in the first place.

That’s why he said he would kill the soldiers he couldn’t handle in the first place.

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It’s dangerous when numbers come together, but that’s a story when they get together.

The mindset that if you kill them before they even get together, they’ll be good for you.

He was a very vicious guy.

“Which bastard wants to fight me?”

“I-I don’t know about that, but the ‘Dark Spirit’ attacked us first…”

“Dark Young? ‘Shub Nigurath’?”

Yog-Sothoth speaks in a voice that seems to know something.

‘What is Dark Young, and what is Shub Nigurath…’

However, I couldn’t understand what they were saying at all.

What is that?

“Dark spirits are descended from Shub Nigurath and can be thought of as giant trees with tentacles.”

Nyarlathotep saw me like that and started explaining.

“Cthulhu Star Spawn or Deep One or something?”

“That’s right. Stronger than the Deep Ones, weaker than the Star Spawns. They probably hunted the lower Outer Gods in droves.”

“How many do you have?”

“I don’t know the exact number because I made it with my dick.”

Deep Ones with slightly weaker power than Star Spawn?

‘Crazy guys.’

During the Cthulhu Crisis, if the Dark Spirit had come instead of the Deep One, the Earth might have been destroyed a long time ago.

“Then what about Shub Nigurath?”

“Yog Sotos’s ex-girlfriend. I couldn’t stand Shub Niguras, whose circuits only work with s*xual desire, and broke up…Kuok!”

Yog-Sothoth approached without a word and slapped Nyarlathotep in the back of the head.

“Hey, are you mad about mentioning dark history?”

“Shut up!!”

Puck! Puck!

“You must run away, Yehwa, come here~.”

Nyarlathotep, who had been beaten with a chuckle, jokingly ran away and attacked Yehwa.

“Kwaaa!”

Yehwa just smiled as if she was having fun.

“Are you a lily…?”

“Oh, no, it’s the owner…!”

Yog-Sothoth looked at me in shock.

“That’s not like that…!”

“No, it doesn’t matter if it’s a lily, but why is your ex targeting you?”

Yes, even the lily can understand.

In today’s world, if you don’t have a ‘PC’ idea, you are driven to hate people who are racist.

“Is that so…?”

Yog-Sothoth pondered my question before answering.

“It’s been 2,000 years since we broke up, why…?”

She had a serious face.

“Master? Eh? Eh?”

And there was Noul with a more serious face.

“Hey, what do you mean by Master over there…”

“It’s nothing special. I had a mental battle with me, but he lost.”

That’s not wrong.

“Yo, even Yog Sotos-nim!”

She screamed with a very shocked face.

I didn’t commit any offense?

“This is going to get a lot of buzz…!”

f*ck!

Yog-Sothoth struck Noul in the back of the head.