The Endless Shuttle

"I just want to smash your face into pieces."

The tentacles turned the clouds in the sky upside down, and in addition to yellow fever, other deadly viruses began to fill the air, resisting the light elements brought by the arrival of Nutz.

She is the supreme wind god, ruler of flow and disease. One of the symbols of the "four elements" of the Cthulhu gods.

Facing the ancient gods who have been rivals from ancient times to the present, even if the enemy's strength is higher than their own, they cannot back down. While enjoying the status and glory, the responsibility is also firmly on Hastur's shoulders.

When seeing Nutz, the king in yellow made up his mind, not only to share the attention of the ancient gods for Kesma, but she also wanted to give this winged female a hard blow.

"Stubborn."

Nutz's wings retracted and wrapped himself.

Beside the gray-haired goddess, hundreds of tiny light spots changed from small to large, suspended in mid-air.

In ancient legends, light is not only synonymous with healing and purification. When tiny, indistinguishable elements of light are emitted in unison, in unison, they become the destructive light that brings death.

Humans have given this phenomenon a very appropriate term - "death light". That is lasers.

The laser powered by Nutz, the "Winged One of Light", can penetrate almost everything. Once in the battle between order and chaos, Nutz even destroyed the entire galaxy corrupted by evil gods with light. Her power made many of the main fighters at that time look at her sideways, and she became known as the "Mother of Light".

"Withering Wind."

Hastur was not afraid at all, and waved his tentacles to create a more manic hurricane.

The brother of Cthulhu added his few "water" characteristics to the attack, sending out moist mist from the clouds, refracting and weakening the light.

Storms, lights, monsters, angels—

The four protagonists occupy the sky, and Avosta seems to have returned to the age of mythology. It is more exaggerated than the ravages of the God of Disobedience. It is no exaggeration to describe it as "a hail of bullets".

The battle is still going on.

——

"The fight is really exciting..."

Kesma hid behind the high platform built of dirt, pressed Senna's little head that was desperately trying to poke her head out, and cautiously observed the situation in the sky above.

He had just finished the duel with Loki, and his magic power had almost bottomed out. Although he wanted to help Hastur, he should wait and see with his current strength, which was not much stronger than mosquitoes.

Even if you can't see the identity of the angel-like god, it's definitely not a small role that can make Hastur so strenuous, and even faintly overwhelm the king in yellow. Most likely, it is the ancient gods recorded in those ancient pages, as well as the Necronomicon. Only those who have sealed the existence of the old rulers will be so active in fighting Hastur.

I don’t know if it’s the “Tibbs” in the mouth of Hasta...

This power is really not at the same level as the false gods like the God of Disobedience. Kesma thought vigilantly.

The current power system of myself and Luo Pei has been finalized, and it can almost be said to be tied to the Cthulhu car. As a price, in a certain world in the future, there will definitely be conflicts with the ancient gods, the sworn enemies of the old masters. In this way, it is very necessary to understand these unknown enemies.

"Master!"

Senna pinched the hand holding her head aggrieved, the kitten-like power was out of proportion to the giant force of the mad hell, and Kesma's arm was like cast steel, motionless.

"Let go of me! I have to find my family, and now they are very likely to..."

"Take it with me honestly." Kesma pressed down her hand and said in a stern voice.

"Do you really think that you are a great person because you participated in Loki's siege? Without my protection, you are already hard to protect yourself now, and you have become a meat sauce in the mud. Are you talking about saving people?"

As he said that, as if to increase the credibility of Kesma's words, the flying huge gravel was bounced off by the translucent soft barrier, falling to the side and splashing a lot of dust.

Senna calmed down all of a sudden.

"How could this be..." she said dejectedly.

"I saw that the monsters transformed by the master have all turned into humans again, and my mother must be the same. My brother is still sick. If something happens to my father, he will definitely die."

"Don't worry, your father is not that stupid. His ability to leave in the sewer without ink stains proves that the man has quite outstanding judgment and determination - in this case, if you don't have me, he will definitely live longer than You are long."

Perhaps it was a little irritated by the sound, or the news of Rope's arrival made Kesma feel at ease. It was rare for the cold, skeleton-like monster to say something comforting to Senna.

"The little girl wants to go, let her go."

"What stupid things, I have to be responsible for my apprentice..."

Kesma didn't look to the side, subconsciously continued talking.

After half a second, he reacted.

The familiar voice had the same tone as when he had flesh and blood, but compared to his indifference, this voice was more emotional.

Kesma turned her head, her eyes burning with dark red flames jumped, and then there was a long silence.

"What's the matter, I said I'll be there soon."

From a gust of transparent breeze, the handsome boy with blond hair and blue eyes stepped out as if appearing out of thin air.

The corners of his mouth curled up, a smile that was not a smile, forming a beautiful landscape that no one could see in the war-torn, dilapidated town that looked like the end of the world—there was nothing wrong with using this word.

Sena stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of her. Whether it was the rare beauty of human beings or the casual tone of the young man towards her master, she was at a loss for what to do.

She worriedly glanced at Kesma next to her, who couldn't see her expression clearly because of her skull face, and silently prayed in her heart that Master would not get angry because of this.

For a long time, the scene Sena imagined did not appear, and Kesma just scolded the boy in a deep voice.

"……idiot."

There is no one other than the main body who can get close to him while avoiding the detection nerves.

When Rope was by Kesma's side, the anxiety in Tiei's body and mind and the loss of magic power eased little by little.

"Hey, hey, no one scolds himself."

Luo Pei patted the stand-in on the shoulder, not minding that his handmade white suit was stained, and sat down on the dirt block next to Kesma.

"Knowing that you were injured, I ran to Northern Europe without any delay. I didn't even notify Liliana and Erica. I'm afraid I will be complained by two girls after I go back..."

He complained, but it was clear from his expression that the boy enjoyed the feeling of being cared for.

"Besides, the current situation does not seem to be optimistic."

Rope poked his head out and watched the battle between monsters and angels in the sky.

After Loki was dealt with, he thought the matter was over, but Rope realized something was wrong instantly after entering Avosta in the "Thunder" state.

Conservative and cautious by nature, he changed his way of action, planning to reconcile with Kesma in the form of a "storm" before making any plans.

"Want to get involved?" Rope asked Kesma.