The swamps have always been a terrifying and bizarre location, and they are very dangerous, and few people are willing to go to such places.

The Manchuck Swamp near New Orleans, USA is a famous location, but unfortunately, its reputation is not reflected in positive or positive aspects.

By its nickname "Ghost Swamp", you can probably understand that it is considered the most terrifying swamp in the world. In 2013, this place was also named one of the top ten thrilling places in the world by the American crave online website.

Therefore, its mysterious legend has become one of the top ten creepy places in the world that I can't help but want to visit.

It is said that this place was once cursed by a Vodou queen, and many of them disappeared mysteriously here, evaporated from the world, and even rumors of villages disappearing overnight... However, there are fewer more accurate news, most of which are vague, and they cannot tell the story of time, place, and people.

For example, in 1915, three villagers mysteriously disappeared after the hurricane - there are not many such clear statements.

But this does not prevent people from spreading rumors, adding fuel to fire, and turning the Manchak swamp into a ghost swamp with far-fetched meaning. However, if there is really no problem in itself, it will be difficult to become a terrifying place.

After all, it is a swamp area and many jungle adventure films will appear in terrain killers, which shows that their own danger is particularly high.

In addition, the trees in Manchak swamp are all terrifying and gloomy, and look like they eat humans and monsters. They make people frightened when they see them. It is inevitable that they feel that the Queen of Vodou cursed, and even the trees and other plants in the swamp were not spared.

After all, its image is quite terrifying. Even if there is no legend, it will make people feel gloomy and weird. If something happens, it will be natural to attract attention.

And most importantly, there are really Vodou groups in Manchak swamps—

The groundless wind does not create something out of nothing, but the cause of things.

Of course, that was the past. The Vodou group may be terrified, but the Cthulhu group is also a group of madmen. If the two meet together, they will naturally be bloody.

After all, although they are all cultists, their doctrines are completely different!

Anyway, the same thing is said, a dead pagan is a good pagan.

In this way, the Vodou Cult will naturally be in trouble because the Cthulhu Cult is basically a lunatic who is genuine and has real skills, and the Vodou Cult... to be honest, if it is also a real person, it will naturally not be weak there.

The problem is that the illegal people who will move in the Manchak swamp, sneaking and stealing can also make a fuss and make a fuss. They successfully tied the concept of Vodou with the Manchak swamp, as if they were not hiding their own means at all...

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a truly inherited lineage.

I guess it must be the one who was beaten to the point of being beaten and cried and called for his parents. If it were not completely driven out of the ghost swamp, it would have been completely destroyed. As for those who were fed to the Black Wings or were absorbed into a member of the Cthulhu Cult, it would be another matter.

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Time flies, and two days pass in a blink of an eye.

Professor Anthony and his daughter got into a police car, and the one who drove was Sheriff Larov, and their car was the first, and then followed at least a dozen police cars, driving on the remote road the more they moved forward.

It was evening at this time, and the sun began to set westward, and the sunlight no longer seemed vicious and dazzling.

Instead, it became softer and was covered by the dense jungle on both sides of the road. The shadows were dragged long. As the vehicles continued to move forward, the woodland ahead began to become more sinister and gloomy, and the road became more and more rugged and difficult to move forward.

Many police officers couldn't help but hope that if it was noon, the sun would be as sunny as the sky was. Then they promised that they would never dislike the fierce and vicious sunshine. Instead, they hoped that the more violent it would be, the better, and the more vicious it would be.

Because the area they are about to enter has a reputation of being quite evil since ancient times, and even now, not many people have understood the deepest part, and no one has ever been involved there.

legend--

There are huge white hydra-like monsters in the depths of the swamp, and their glowing eyes...

At midnight, many demons with bat wings flew out from the caves deep in the earth...

It is said that the things in the swamp existed a long time ago, earlier than the Indians, and even earlier than all living things...

It is said that it is a curse, and anyone who has really penetrated into the depths of the ghost swamp and is infected with it will not escape death...

Anyway, there are countless terrible legends in this land. They are cursed by the Queen of Vodoo, and the evil voodoo sect captures people and animals for experimentation... These are just more prominent statements among the many circulating statements.

But even the abominable rituals held by the former Vodou church were only on the edge of this abominable swamp, and it was indeed a fact.

Anyway, it's a terrible place.

Unfortunately, although the police wanted to set off at noon and go deep into the swamp forest to capture the damn fanatic cultists, only when the sun was the most intense and vicious can they slightly dispel their fear and chill for the ghost swamp.

However, the other party did not cooperate, and there was no such neurotic style as the cultist painting. He had to hold any evil rituals at noon, so the time he chose was also at night.

It may even be midnight, and the style of painting is normal. The moon is dark and the wind is high. It is easy to be associated with "dark", "mysterious", "bloody" and other factors. If you have a little more thinking, then even things like "evil", "sacrificial", "human skin", "demon" can be associated with it.

They could only bite the bullet and set off in the evening tremblingly... If they arrived too early, they would easily be discovered by those cultists. If they passed too late, they might not be able to catch up with the heat even if they were eating shit.

After all, the more you get into the swamp, the harder it is to travel. If you can’t drive over, you may even be a problem when walking.

"...I watched the video, but the light was very dim at that time, and the camera was shaking so hard that I didn't see much of it..."

Facing the inquiry from Sheriff Larov, Professor Anthony shook his head calmly, saying that he had not been able to find out anything through limited "first-hand information" in just two days.

Sheriff Larov seemed a little disappointed, but he didn't say much. After all, the secretly filmed video had been studied countless times by many professionals. If there were any mystery and differences, it would have been studied long ago.

——I won’t leave a chance specifically. When this honorary retired professor from Brown University comes to perform for show off, the old man’s eyes will definitely not be as good as those of young people.

Even Sheriff Larov himself has watched it carefully countless times, but as Professor Anthony said, it was pitch black, with only the flames and cameras shaking, and the surging figures, and nothing could be seen clearly.

If this is a painting, then the picture above is basically a scene where Zambian man rides a black horse on the grassland at night, or a black man catches crows at night.

but--

"But I studied the sacrificial recording, which was specially separated from the video, and you have processed it with technical means."

Professor Anthony hesitated for a moment and said.

"I don't know the others, but the sentence that is repeated a lot in it is a short sentence... Maybe I have some special ideas about this."

"Yes, yes! That's it!"

Sheriff Larov suddenly became excited. If he hadn't been driving, he would have almost turned around and grabbed the old professor's hand.

"We also found through comparison that a strange short sentence has been repeated in it. I suspect it was their oral ritual terms, but the syllables used are extremely weird, and we still don't have much clue..."

Professor Anthony shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I seem to have seen the corresponding text translation in previous research. If we look at the recorded texts, we can take a special pause rhythm, and it seems that we can indeed divide the phrase..."

"What the hell is it?" Sheriff Larov seemed particularly excited, and he was obviously not very interested in everything else, just getting straight to the point, hoping to get the final answer.

Professor Anthony frowned, but hesitated and slowly expressed this sentence:

"They mean it is basically like... in the eternal Lalaye mansion, the long-sleeping Houru Ru fell into a dream."

“…”

“…”

The car became quiet for a moment, and Sheriff Larov was just thinking simply about what Laraye was? What was Cthulhu? So he had no time to speak for the time being.

But Penelope, who was sitting in the back seat, felt a chill again, because for some reason, she always felt that no matter this sentence or the ominous syllables that could only be spelled "Cthulhu"-

They all seem to be filled with an extremely unnatural terrifying malice.

And perhaps it is because I know nothing about its origin that I find this vague sense of horror confusing and unbearable.

She always felt that it belonged to something extremely rare and completely different from the world known to humans, and it reminded people of some ancient and unclean cycle of life in fear.

And in that cycle, no matter the human world or the human concept, there is no place to stay.

"What is Lalaye? What is Cthulhu?" Sheriff Larov thought for no reason and asked his doubts.

"Cthulhu refers to a supreme devil or supernatural existence, but he is dead, buried deep in the earth, sinking in the abyss under the sea. Lalaye is said to be a sunken city, a dark mansion in Cthulhu's majestic city under the water..."

After all, he only got hand-written copies of Italian translations, and even had serious incompleteness. Professor Anthony could only concisely explain his understanding.

One-sided understanding.

Of course, if it weren't for the serious incompleteness, he wouldn't be able to maintain this intact mind now.
Chapter completed!