"...Who dares to disturb my deep slumber."
An echo-like voice overlapping with numerous voices. The form made of iridescent bubbles seemed to writhe and raise its massive body.
Shudder.
I got goosebumps looking at the bubble mass where mouths were where eyes should be, and all body parts seemed mixed up haphazardly.
It's different from Shub-Niggurath or Mordegian. Unlike them who changed their appearance by twisting their cognition to interact with humans, this one showed no restraint.
"Isn't it the human who seduced my wife... What brings you here?"
The difference in the caliber of souls.
With each word Yog-Sothoth uttered, pain arose as if my eyeballs and ears were being pierced with red-hot needles.
It seemed that even Verdandi's Holy Armor, which normally provides absolute defense to the wearer, couldn't protect against something not considered an attack.
To Yog-Sothoth, I must look like a mayfly buzzing before his eyes. How could a gesture to resolve an annoyance with a few hand movements be considered an action filled with killing intent...
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