The Endless Shuttle

"As a 'reward' for your actions, listen carefully to what I have to say next. said Hastur.

"The so-called "calm" is just an illusion brought about by order. These things are vulnerable to chaos, and any changes can be attributed to chaos itself. Chaos is change, the unknowable, the unnamed phenomenon, the root of the multiverse, the greatest beginning. Do you think your bad luck is bad luck? Stop kidding me mortals! "Rarely, Hastur's mood fluctuated slightly.

"Do you know how lucky you are? Ignoring our mental erosion, the ticket to the great mystic has been held in your hand since you were born. What is even more commendable is that you met the most incredible at the right time, The variables of the entire universe! Do you know how many human beings there are in the entire universe? Asamkhya? Nayuta? Incredible? Infinite? Don’t be kidding, you are the most unfair existence to other people. The future king of evil gods, The leader of the chaos, when your master walked in the chaos of the abyss, you can almost imagine you enjoying the glory behind him. How dare you complain about the injustice of fate? The mercy of chaos?"

Even though the evil gods are changeable and vicious, no matter who they are, there is absolute "love" deep in their hearts.

Deep love for their mother - "Chaos".

In Hastur's view, Senna is undoubtedly an extremely lucky mortal.

Met the chosen ones and the favored ones, and came into contact with the mysterious world. This alone can throw off other ordinary mortals who don't know how many streets, not to mention the huge benefits that will be brought to her disciple if Luo Pei is successfully crowned in the future.

"I didn't want to become like this..." Sena whispered. "I'm not reconciled, why do I have to be dominated and enslaved, I'm really not reconciled..."

"The truth of the universe is power, and those without power are trash and slaves." Hastur loosened his arms and feet, and the waves in his heart were calmed down.

"It's useless for you to complain like this, just like you angered me and I can't kill you because of your master's "power". If you want to control the trajectory of your life, you should firmly grasp the key of power. You already have this thing, Luo Pei's disciple, the luckiest human being. "

"..."

Senna didn't speak, she seemed to be thinking, but also seemed to be in a daze.

After a while, when Hastur grew impatient, she spoke again.

"...Hey, God, does such a thing really exist?"

"existing."

Hastur said.

"Lift your head up and look at me."

Senna raised her head obediently, and looked at the human skin mask of the "King in Yellow Clothes" with blank eyes filled with tears. More precisely, Hastur's cold pupils behind the mask.

"In front of you is a god, not a cowardly false god, there is no falsehood at all. The Lord of the Star Sea in the deep space, the king in yellow, the supreme wind god, the indescribable one... The Cthulhu pantheon symbolizes "wind" Hastur, the god of God, remember this name well, and use it as a guiding light to light a new faith. "

"..."

After saying these words, Hastur had already disappeared into the wind.

The brown-haired girl who was kneeling on the ground in a daze was left alone, as well as the ordinary human who had passed out.

The key to power... huh?

Senna touched the center of her brow, thinking of her cruel but tolerant mentor.

Deep in her heart, the shackles called "human nature" gradually collapsed amid unwillingness and resentment.

At this moment, the human named "Senna Artem" died——

...

...

"Thank you, Lord Hastur."

"It's just a small matter." Kesma's voice was in his mind.

Standing on a tall building one kilometer away, Hastur still stared at Senna.

"Please do this kind of boring thing while you are enjoying it..." Kesma's voice was a little embarrassed.

"There. In this way, the little girl will probably study the secret art very seriously, and it can be regarded as a little contribution to the spread of chaos... To save that guy Cthulhu from saying that I have nothing to do all day long. Forget it But you want it? Let's launch the "corruption ceremony" with all our strength, for the growth of Rope. "

"Of course."

Everything is according to plan.

PS: 3400 words...

PS: The apprentice training ♂ is completed, so it is very reasonable~ (happy and reasonable party)

Chapter 166 Sound, the game starts

"That's the way to get started..."

On the tower, Kesma let out a long sigh of relief.

The first time Hastur met Senna, he asked him for details with the voice of his heart. Originally, Kesma wanted to let his disciples beat the king in yellow, so as to increase his relationship with the evil god, but he didn't. I didn't expect Senna to be so rude. In the end, I had no choice but to ask Hasta to enlighten her and take a thought lesson.

Fortunately, the result was good. Senna is not a girl who doesn't listen to good words. The king in yellow is also surprisingly good at talking, just like when she lent Luo Pei her strength.

"Help, save me, there are... monsters..."

Just when Kesma was comforted by the changes in his future disciples, a weak and fearful voice pulled him back to reality.

Turning his head, it was a middle-aged man whose legs were broken at the knee. Judging from the long bloodstains he dragged along the stairs, it seems that he climbed to the top of the TV tower with his tenacious will to survive.

...It's the "bread crumbs" that Hastur ate. Kesma sighed helplessly.

Unexpectedly, the old rulers also have the habit of eating dishonestly, and I have to clean up the mess for some "Miss" like an old lady.

"Returning to the light and breaking free from the erosion of reason? It seems that a mystic has done this experiment... I'm so annoying, this amount of bleeding, just wait to die honestly..."

Kesma muttered, walking to the man with his hands still clasped together.

Then, under the more terrified eyes of the latter, he kicked him from the gap in the guardrail.

Accompanied by the long screaming ending and the creepy "baji" sound, Kesma clasped the index fingers of both hands tightly, and the magic power in her body became more turbulent and tumbling, faintly matching the "Shining Folk Recipe 38" in the sky as the center of the enchantment. surface" to form a straight line.

That's the magic of amplification.

"Ahem, audition, audition."

For a moment, the entire sky of Avosta echoed with Kesma's indifferent voice.

"Good afternoon, everyone in Avosta. First of all, I would like to express my highest respect to all of you on behalf of "Love Craftsman". In your hands, the unspeakable fear will be tested by mankind for the first time. This is a historic moment, but also a glorious moment. "

"I sincerely hope that you can take some time out of your busy schedule to arm yourself. If you have a pistol at home, please reload it, and sharpen your knives as much as possible. In this wave of evolution, these things will become your survival Fundamentally. The game must have a way to pass the level, keep this in mind, and you will be able to stand out-survive.”

"Of course, you can take it as an afternoon joke, after all, the choice lies with "human beings", not "us". So far, good luck to all of you. "

Whether it is a white-collar worker working in an office, a student going to school, a rebellious teenager wandering on the street, or an old man holding a teacup in a leisurely afternoon, they all heard this politeness with a penetrating voice.

They stopped what they were doing at the same time, and looked around blankly, not knowing where the sound came from.

But just like what Kesma said, most people took it as a joke on the radio or the news, and didn’t take it seriously at all. After wondering for a while, they were all busy with their own things, leaving Get ready to be the booze-chatting capital for commuting or nightlife.