The Endless Shuttle

Kwache Utaos sighed again.

"Anyway, you and the Chosen One, the gods and the Chosen One have nothing to do with me. I'm just watching from the sidelines. It's been like this in the past, it's like this in the present, and it's going to be like this in the future."

The thin girl stood up and looked at Luo Pei who had regained his human form in mid-air.

"My mission is over here, and it's time for me to leave this material-based world. There are boring scenes everywhere, and fragile materials everywhere, which really make me sick... The Chosen One got me With the knowledge of Yog Sothoth, together with the divinity and gift of Yog Sothoth, there should be no more confusion about the direction of "time" in the future. "

Kwache Utaos' body is gradually disintegrating, and his weak avatar is dissipating.

"My old friend, I look forward to the day when we can meet again in the future, and the time to meet is not the "end"..."

It may be that the words of "the one who walks the dust" made Hastur feel unhappy. The king in yellow didn't send off the ancient evil god of time, but just stared at Rope.

The caller...Rope...

The figure of the black-haired young man was reflected in the remaining blind eye pupil of the thin girl.

You will become hope, but you will also bring despair... Let me wait and see what will become in the end...

"The One Who Walks the Dust" Kwache Utaos left this world and returned to its kingdom of God in an unknown dimension.

Hastur tapped the armrest irritably, what Kwache Utaus said just now made her very unhappy.

The evil gods are very capricious.

No matter how benign and casual they may appear, they are also sons of the chaos of the multiverse, and the word "control" is only used in a good mood.

"Unpleasant... Nyarlathotep, Cthulhu, Nyogda, Cthugha, Shab Nicholas... It would be nice if they were all killed... so that no one can Robbed Lopez with me..."

Of course, that's just thinking about it.

The gods here, except for Nyogda, are not inferior to Hastur's great evil gods. Nyarlathotep and Shab Nicholas are even higher than Hastur, the second of the three pillars.

What's more dramatic is that a certain system girl in Luo Pei's body also thinks this way.

But she didn't have to "think" about this level at all.

Azalea's incomparably noble status made her list include not only the above evil gods, but also Hastur who is now complaining non-stop, and she is fully capable of shooting them down one by one.

——The premise is that she returns to her original body.

This is probably an alternative portrayal of the mantis catching the cicada, the oriole behind, and the hunter behind.

Rope's sublimation is complete.

The black-haired young man returned to the ground and opened his eyes that seemed to contain stars.

"What a sweet dream..."

"Rope, how do you feel?"

After all, it was the king in yellow. The moment Lopei regained consciousness, Hastur put on a very friendly smile again.

"Pretty good, no doubt."

Luo Pei felt the surge of "time" divinity, and his whole body seemed to be radiant.

There is nothing sweeter than power.

Favorite thing for brunette teens.

"Where is His Majesty Kwache Utaos?"

"It's gone."

Hastur, fan-wielding, restores the dilapidated opera house.

"What Kwache Utaus can't stand the most is the fragile material world. Well, every evil god has its own quirks, and there's nothing to be surprised about."

"Yes, what a pity, I haven't had time to express my thanks to that majesty."

"Say thanks..." Hastur breathed heavily: "Shouldn't that be something for me?"

The black-haired youth blinked and looked at the red-faced blonde girl.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm afraid I won't have the chance to enjoy tonight's opera. Just now, the power of Kwache Utaus has turned those actors into dust. It's a little regrettable..."

"Well?"

"But it might as well be a good opportunity, there is no other existence to disturb us at this moment, isn't it?"

Several tentacles sprang out from Hastur's back, pulling Roper to her side.

The human form of the king in yellow was not as tall as the black-haired youth. The girl buried her head in Luo Pei's chest, looking up at him charmingly.

"Ropei, your favorite... I will dedicate it to you tonight..."

"I transferred those girls away just now, I should explain it now..."

"That kind of ants, no matter what!"

Hastur, who suddenly became enthusiastic, completely disintegrated Rope's parry.

In fact, the black-haired youth didn't resist much.

As Hastur said, it's his favorite thing to do.

...

When the demigods and the evil gods were fighting fiercely, the four girls were transferred out, and the bewildered girls stood on the top of the tower of the Cornerstone Gate, looking at the bright full moon hanging in the night sky, speechless for a long time.

"……What should we do now?"

Nina asked out of strength.

Nangong clutched his forehead with a headache that month.

"go home."

"Oh? Just go back like this?"

"He sent us out. Naturally, there are things that are inconvenient for us to know. You have also read Luo Pei's works. There are some things that the more you know, the better."

Gothic Lolita looked at her evening dress and complained slightly.

"It's rare for me to wear such a shameful outfit... Really..."