The Sweet Air of the Free Country, the System Does Not Speak of Cthulhu

Cthulhu, city, fantasy, western fantasy, urban imagination, upgrade flow, system I wanted to come here to feel the legendary sweet air, but was directly sentenced to Cthulhu Hell by the system at the beginning? Bai Xing: System, please wake up, this is obviously a busy city! System: Stop pretending, the human tragedies you hear are all the evil gods doing their job! Mother suffered, passers-by died... Tragedies one after another. The system's cold prompts sounded one after another: "This is the evil god secreting gastric acid, and all living beings are a meal." "The gunfight is going on, it's the old rulers who can't wait to start swallowing!" Under the surface of prosperity, there are horrors that cannibalize living beings everywhere. The world in front of him has never changed, but there is only one sentence left in Bai Xing's eyes It is hungry, and we are all its food! Outrageous! The place of freedom I yearn for is actually the evil god's exclusive dining hall?