The Endless Shuttle

His eyes hurt, he tightly hugged his daughter's left hand, and whispered in her ear.

"Senna wake up, Dad knows you are suffering now. But in this damn situation, the most important thing is to survive, that is no longer your mother. Go down from here, I will hold this monster, You quickly take your brother and leave this town as you said."

Even Norman himself didn't know what kind of mood he used to say such calm words.

The only certainty is that I am afraid that I will die forever in a few minutes, or ten minutes, right? To be killed by one's own wife is really tragic enough to die like this.

If I had known that such a monster would appear that is impossible in reality, I might as well go to church and pray more, so that I could go to heaven... Ordinary men think so.

"……enough."

"What?" Norman asked subconsciously when he heard his daughter's whisper.

"I say enough is enough!"

Senna broke free from her father's arm, staring straight at the monster in front of her.

Psychology is a wonderful thing. After being induced by Cosma and told by Hasta, plus her closest relatives turned into monsters in front of her, Senna Artem's heart was almost full of wounds. Kong, even the brilliance in his eyes disappeared, turning into bottomless black.

——She, is broken.

"If what that guy said is correct, you can back off. Go back to the room, and you are absolutely not allowed to come out without my order."

Senna said inexplicable words, which completely puzzled Norman.

But the strange thing is that after Senna finished speaking, the deep diver in front of him moved his head forward, as if sniffing something in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Norman clearly saw the fear in the pair of fish eyes.

strong, humble, fearful—

She smelled the "smell" of Senna, and Hastur's divine emblem resided in the body of the human girl in front of her.

As primitive and sublime as the "God of the Deep Diver" Cthulhu, the murloc could not resist the suppression of this nature at all, and made a weak chirping sound, as if to curry favor with Senna.

Her hind legs were trembling, and it took a few seconds to retreat into the room, obediently huddled in the corner, not daring to move.

——Priests are the spokespersons of the gods, and those who have the emblem of the gods are favored by the gods.

Therefore, in the deep diver's simple thinking circuit, she is obeying the orders of the "king in yellow" at this time.

"this and that……"

For a moment, Norman's brain was not enough, and he stared at everything in front of him with his mouth gaping.

Incomprehensible, totally incomprehensible.

What method did my daughter, who was still in high school, subdue this seemingly vicious monster?

Norman didn't know, but with a father's intuition, he discovered Senna's abnormality.

In an instant, Senna gave him the same feeling as that fish-like monster!

"Do you understand now, Dad?"

The brown-haired girl sat on the stairs and said in a difficult voice.

"As you said yourself, get out of here, this town—Avosta is already hell. Take Brother Raven and leave."

"……What about you?"

"I'm going to save everything." Sena stood up. "Mom is staying here. He caused the mutation, so he definitely has a solution. I'm going to find him."

"...um." Norman resisted the urge to ask who "he" was.

At this point, he finally understood.

His daughter Senna, after leaving him for just a day, was completely out of two disjoint parallel lines with ordinary humans.

At the same time, outside the door of the house, a boundless fog began to appear in the whole town.

Thick and suffocating, as if to bury the countless sins and fears in it, the white mist obscures the beautiful scene of this town.

Unpredictable hell has come.

...

The Avosta Opera House still stands in the thick fog.

White marble, red bricks, and those sculptures full of artistic atmosphere.

It's just that the place that should be full of people is empty at this time. Only the faint sound of music coming from inside the opera house proves that this building retains its vitality in the dead fog.

From the street in the distance, a figure came over.

The boy was wearing a brown trench coat, and a brown round-brimmed hat suppressed his blond hair. His eyes are full of spirit, which contains love for everything in this world.

"It's really like the scene of the "land of the dead"..." The boy stopped at the entrance of the opera house.

"Interesting, it's really interesting. Human beings can do this to such an extent that I almost thought it was my poor daughter Hela who came..."

He is the god of fire, the son of the giant who represents evil wisdom.

He is the protagonist of the Twilight of the Gods, and his three descendants brought the most terrifying and dark end of the Nordic mythology.

The giant python killed Thor, the giant wolf Fenrir killed Odin, the king of the gods, and Hela, the goddess of death, released the dead soul, causing chaos in the world.

He is "Loki", the ancient disobedient god who wandered the land for hundreds of years.

"The cracking of the game starts here."

Loki looked up at the subtitles of the opera house, lowered the brim of his hat with a low smile, and walked in without the slightest hesitation.

PS: The movie "The Mist" is really good, although the ending wants to swear. Of course, readers who have seen the movie may have seen my thoughts (laughs).

Chapter 169: Loki and Hasta, Crazy Opera

Games, when the word was coined, have been accompanied by cheers and jumps.

That's a concept that all intelligent beings rejoice in, no matter how different the different races play the game, the end result is the escape from a spiritual void for something called "happiness."

Loki, the god of fire, is the spokesperson of this way, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a "happy" fanatic.

At first, when he was summoned by a group of magicians in Northern Europe in the Middle Ages, he did not wreak havoc on the land and demonstrate his authority like his compatriots. Instead, he killed those people in a low-key manner and eliminated his own particularity, thus walking in the world.

Loki knew of the Godslayer's existence and was not afraid to fight the Godslayer.

But what are the benefits of fighting? He's not a berserker, he tried his best to defeat a powerful opponent, but in the end he got only insignificant "happiness" and residual pain. Compared with other "games" in the world, fighting is the most stupid form of entertainment.