The atmosphere in the Dream Restaurant was incredibly awkward. Chen Ze even felt that the air in the entire restaurant had become silent, which probably resembled the feeling of being a student who skipped school to go to an internet café, only to be caught by their parents right in the act.
"Hastur, Nyarlathotep." Sotos was a mass of fog, within which countless figures seemed to be moving, and a nameless fear with a strong sense of madness swept through the entire restaurant.
However, it was of no use. In this restaurant, Chen Ze's Magic Circle was invincible, so he still stood there calmly.
But for Hastur and Nyarlathotep, the atmosphere wasn't so friendly. Chen Ze could even see a bead of sweat on Hastur's forehead, which surprised him. Did Hastur actually sweat?
"Lord Sotos...this...I can explain," Hastur said with a forced smile that was so awkward Chen Ze could hardly bear to look directly at him.
