บท 65: Chapter 65: Goddamned New Trick

What should an Ancient Ruler look like?

Unspeakable fear or something that makes one's sanity points drop just by looking at it?

Chen Ze made many assumptions, even considering the possibility of trapping Hastur in an illusion should he enter.

Chen Ze also imagined Hastur's appearance, something like a classic image with a yellow robe and a mask.

Or perhaps like in some mobile game, with a yellow hood filled with evil eyes.

But Chen Ze never expected Hastur to be a mass of black fog.

Yes, a mass of black fog, Chen Ze couldn't see any form at all, which made Chen Ze wonder if the other party was really Hastur or just a monster with the same name.

"You seem very surprised," a low and chaotic voice, without any emotion, but Chen Ze shivered.

"Or perhaps, this form is more conducive to our communication?" The voice started off very low, but then it became clearer and clearer, and more... cute?