Jiang Lu released his hand, his expression turning rather unpleasant.
He had intended to use the Evil God's Left Hand to capture this blob monster, so he could take it with him. However, he somewhat overestimated the fragment's efficacy, after all, it wasn't a complete hand; if he forced it, the connection would break off before long.
Moreover, even the briefest of contacts had subjected his body to a tremendous pressure; his head throbbed with pain, as if it did not support him being in close proximity to the entity for an extended period.
But that was enough to greatly surprise Nyarlathotep, who, just now, sensed a power that was familiar yet strange, definitely not originating from Nodens. He wasn't so wicked, yet it didn't seem to come from his kind either. For the Outer Gods and the Old Ones, it didn't seem that chaotic either.
This left him somewhat bewildered, beginning to suspect that the curse he was under might have come from the person before him.
