The Endless Shuttle

An evil god who helps ordinary humans.

It seems that this is the first time in the long life of Hasta that it is a big joke in the world. If it reaches the ears of her deadly enemy Cthulhu, it is estimated that it will be ridiculed for at least a thousand years.

But she still did it, for her most beloved Luo Pei.

"Lifted."

Hastur narrowed his eyes and said to Senna. "Mystic who dares to ask me, female, you are the first in tens of thousands of years, thank your master in your heart, otherwise, based on your actions just now, you are only worthy of feeding my servant."

"Thank you, thank you."

Seeing the tumbling brother stop, Senna let out a long sigh of relief.

Compared with her master, this beautiful girl in front of her puts more pressure on Senna, like two creatures of different dimensions.

"The time for the gift is over. Immediately catch four humans for me, and the "actor" must be in place in advance. "

The blond girl ordered.

"The first one peeled off the skin, the second gouged out the eyes, the third cut off the left hand, and the fourth took out all the internal organs. All of them will be alive, male or female as you like."

In Hastur's voice, Senna finally realized.

Her desperation has only just begun.

Chapter 165 Hastur and Senna

Hastur has always favored simple and clear solutions to problems.

When Senna seemed to be nailed in place after she gave the order, and refused to move for a long time, the supreme wind god finally got a little annoyed.

"Can't you understand my language? You idiot!"

Her eyes were very dangerous, and the murderous look almost froze the surrounding air, and snowflakes appeared in a physical sense.

"Now, immediately, act for me, my patience is very limited... Absurd, what a stupid trainee mystic. It's decided, you will never get answers to your future prayers from the "King in Yellow". The price of my secret technique will be doubled! "

Can't kill Senna, but Hastur still has the right to express his likes and dislikes.

"But, but..."

Senna was about to burst into tears.

"I can't do it! I can't kill four people, whether it is physically or mentally, I can't do it! I was forced by Master just now...why do I have to..."

Because of vomiting along the way, her spirit and body are now almost reaching the double limit. If you don't take a good rest, you may suffer from some kind of mental illness.

Now Hastur's order is still a bit difficult for a girl who has just come into contact with this world. Let alone the four of them now, she couldn't subdue even a girl of the same age.

But the evil god doesn't care about these things. Originally, every mystic's spirit will be more or less abnormal. The saying "the price of power" is true no matter which world it is in.

"Trash. Not even qualified to be a subordinate."

For the first time, an expression of disgust appeared on Hastur's beautiful face.

Indifference and indifference do not mean that evil gods will forgive the incompetent, especially the mystics who draw their power from them.

"As a human being, it's worthless. Even after becoming a mystic, I can't work for me and Luo Pei. Why did Kesma accept you as an apprentice? Isn't his thinking the same as that of Luo Pei? Or is it simply ignoring spiritual erosion? ?” Hastur stretched out her white jade fingers, grabbed Senna’s neck tightly and lifted her up.

"Hmm..." Sena whimpered in pain, unable to resist the power of the blond girl at all.

"There is no difference between you and the "food" I just ate. Hastur said grimly. "No, you are more rubbish than them." They can also contribute to the chaos, but you escaped the great sacrifice because of the protection of your master. Makes me nauseous. "

Boom.

Senna was thrown backhanded by Hastur and smashed into her brother Raven.

"Ahem..."

"Take your blood and go, I hope he can escape the "corruption ritual" choice. "

Hastur gave her one last look. "If there is such a thing as "fate" that made me meet you, then this should be your chance to perform. Please me and serve me. My duty as a mystic is to wait for the Old Ones to serve me. It's a pity that you didn't seize the opportunity. I don't even deserve to know your name, disciple of Luo Pei. "

The divine power was fermenting, and in Hastur, a yellow hooded robe appeared beside the blond girl, with a strange illusion of the lower limbs of an octopus. In the end, the phantom overlapped with her and transformed into the incarnation of the evil god who shocked the starry sky - "The King in Yellow".

At the same time, the environment around Hastur inevitably changed. Pleiades XVI, the vision of the Kingdom of Hastur has eroded this independent small world, just like the one in the moon world Einzbern Castle.

Desperate, and desolate scene.

"Increase the energy supply, the time to appear in the world is only twelve hours... That bastard Tibbs!"

Putting on a soft human skin mask to hide his beautiful face, Hastur's voice began to become low and hoarse.

"I still want to see Luo Pei himself, but I don't have enough time..." He muttered in a low voice, and Hastur's arms and legs began to move towards the next street, where the crowd was the most.

In an opera, it would be boring to have only one audience.

"...Why." Kneeling on the ground, Sena murmured in a low voice, covering her eyes with the shadow of her bangs.

"Um?"

Hastur turned his head to look at the sounding humanoid trash.

"Obviously I'm just an ordinary female high school student, living the life that a seventeen-year-old should have... My family is neither luxurious nor miserable, and I should enjoy a happy family... Why do I have to be you monsters! !!"

Suppressed, and then erupted, Senna burst into tears, loudly questioning the evil god in front of her.

She knew that the end result of doing so was likely to lead to death. But the emotion surging in her chest forced the girl to do so.

Her mind would go crazy if it came out.

"Whether it's being kidnapped by gangsters and almost being fucked by a strong woman! Or the horror of those who absolutely don't want to have a second experience! There are six billion human beings in the world, why is it me! God is so unfair! Monster! Tell me Ah! Or use your evil power to kill me!!!"

Unfairness is a source of resentment.

Originally, Senna Artem should have enjoyed a delicious dinner at home, and looked forward to seeing her classmates again the next day, enjoying the existence of youth. But an accident completely derailed her life trajectory.

It was already the limit, she had had enough.

"Why? God's injustice?"

Hastur chewed on the word like the funniest joke of the century.

She moved her arms and walked back in front of Senna, looking down at the emotionally broken mortal in front of her.

"Courage is good, trash." One of her tentacles lifted up, pressing Senna's head firmly against the concrete slab, and the latter's forehead was even worn out and blood flowed out.

"Ugh..." It hurts, but even so Senna still stubbornly refused to make a sound, just biting her lip and bearing it silently.