Restraint Card Creator

When Li Ming closed his eyes, he found that his spiritual sea was much wider than before, just like a person who had to tie a weight equal to his own weight every day to eat and sleep, and suddenly the weight on his body was relieved.

He felt relieved.

And...a burst of unprecedented freedom.

In this boundless spiritual sea, he could see everything happening in the outside world at this time. Countless worms that were constantly eating time and space were crawling towards Li Ming, but time passed extremely slowly.

Probably every second is only one billionth of a second of the outside world.

Li Ming didn't know why the worm that could eat time was limited by time, but he knew that in this state, he might be able to try something he had never tried on Blue Star...

At this time, he heard a strange whisper in his ears.

He withdrew his right hand, which he had just prepared to activate his mental power to create a card, and then looked towards the dark abyss.

In the deepest part of the darkness, he saw a man with dark skin and a thin build who looked somewhat similar to the pharaoh of ancient Egypt.

Any Cthulhu fan who knows something about the Cthulhu Mythos can probably shout out his name right away——

Nyarlathotep.

If we are more rigorous, it should be the most famous incarnation of Nyarlathotep - the Black Pharaoh.

He held a crutch with a curved tip in his hand, and his eyes were also looking at Li Ming. In those eyes, Li Ming seemed to be able to see the destruction and reorganization of a planet every moment.

So... Li Ming took a tentative step forward, and there were ripples where his toes landed. It was you who really pulled me from my world?

The Black Pharaoh nodded. He was wrapped in a layer of gorgeous robes, and his posture seemed arrogant. His voice was like the water of the River of Forgetfulness, and his dark appearance exuded a very special attraction.

He didn't open his mouth, or he didn't need to open his mouth at all, and his voice appeared directly in Li Ming's mind.

It seems that you have finally completed your historical mission, using Lovecraft's mythology as your pen.

This is all because of you... I can understand this. But why me? Li Ming asked doubtfully.

There is no reason. It was the great author who created all of this, and choosing who to choose is just a matter of interest. If you fail, we will turn back time and choose a more suitable person to come here.

This feeling... is really cool. Li Ming smiled. After all, the main theme of the Cthulhu Mythos is that all human efforts are unimportant.

So, before me, has anyone else come to this world and tried to create the 'Cthulhu Myth', or...'Lovecraft Myth'?

No. Black Pharaoh's answer was simple and clear.

Looking at it this way, I kind of look like the chosen one. Li Ming touched his hair and couldn't help laughing.

Your questions have been answered. Now, it's time for you to perform your final duties.

The Black Pharaoh gently tapped Li Ming's spiritual sea with his staff, and saw that the spiritual sea suddenly expanded.

Now Li Ming's spiritual sea, the spiritual power contained in every drop of water, is far more than a thousand times, tens of millions, or billions of times better than Li Ming's before.

Li Ming was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Nyarlathotep: Then... what is your purpose of doing this?

There is no purpose, the Black Pharaoh replied, It's just a bet with 'him'. In your words, all this is just 'having some fun'.

Enjoying the appearance of the 'evil gods' in this world when they are being tortured is also a pleasure in itself.

There was a burst of evil laughter from the Black Pharaoh, and then, his figure began to gradually dissolve and dissipate.

Being able to enter his own spiritual sea was something Li Ming never dared to think about, but now it happened before his eyes.

Sure enough, all investigators will find out in the end that everything they experienced was actually designed by Naija. Li Ming smiled at himself, but he did not choose to complain.

After all, the reason why he has reached this point is not his own imagination. Unfortunately, in this world, there is no Lovecraft in this world.

Everyone will only think that the Cthulhu Mythos was created by Li Ming, and no one will know about 'Lovecraft'. This ending is so similar to that of Mr. Luo who passed away before enjoying any benefits in his own world.

He raised his hand and absorbed some spiritual power from the seemingly endless spiritual sea at his feet, slowly blending it into a card that glowed with white fluorescence.

Then, Li Ming dropped his name on it——

【Gherros】.

Perhaps the Old Ones are no match for Zlag the Worm, but if you choose an Outer God, I wonder how you will deal with it...

…

Elise looked at Li Ming who suddenly entered the spiritual sea at this critical moment, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

Create a card in this case? Even if a card can be created, what level can it have?

What's more, even if Li Ming really had an epiphany in the face of danger and created a black-gold level card, he would still be at an overwhelming disadvantage against the red-level card.

At this time, Li Ming opened his eyes.

He looked at the countless worms that were getting closer and closer to Zlag, slowly raised his right hand, and took out a card.

Little Chongchong, did you feel just now that the worm that should be able to eat time and space at the same time seems to be unable to go back to the past or the future and cut off the original timeline?

The tone of Zlag's tone was indeed very confusing: Who are you...?

This was probably the first time that Li Ming was so serious: He is just an ordinary painter standing on the shoulders of his predecessors.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ming raised his hand and manifested a card outside the spacecraft.

The card flashed red.

Under the red light, what appeared was a huge and huge life form. At a glance, it looks like a red planet, made only of gas, ash and hot liquid iron.

Its outer shell is covered with faults and rifts, and its shape changes erratically. What is truly frightening is that the huge red planet suddenly opens a...

Eye?

There was a hint of panic in Moth-Earthed Zrag's tone: You... Under such circumstances, why can you create a red-level card?

For the first time, he felt...that his power was suppressed.

Li Ming let out a long sigh, and then repeated the sentence again.

Just stand on the shoulders of those who came before you.

Since my personal writing ability cannot support the subsequent plot, The Card Maker is coming to an end.

As a newcomer, I regret that I could not fully present the story in my mind. I learned a lot from this writing experience and realized that writing novels is never easy.

From the initial signing, Sanjiang, to the subsequent plot collapse, I felt again and again how bad my writing power and plot conception abilities were.

I have been writing almost hard for this month. I regret that I have not been able to bring you a praiseworthy Restraint Card Maker. I also want to thank all the readers who have persisted until now, including those who are still in the readership group. Active readers, thank you for your support.

Including the readers of Wutai, The Piper, Brother Qi Sha, King Jiji, Brother Full Stop, Zhang Junrui, Big Alarm Clock, Dawn, Petrichor, etc., etc., if you hadn’t been in the group often, I realized that there might still be people watching. , I might not be able to hold on long ago.

I hope to create works that can retain you in the future.

Gratitude, and my most heartfelt gratitude, to all readers who have followed up to this point.