The Endless Shuttle

At the same time, Hastur's body began to move, and his tentacles proliferated, entangled towards the king of the sky clan.

"Wrath of the Unclean"——

"Get in the way! Go back to your country! Your despicable play has already begun to end!"

Turning to face, the spear turned into a shooting star and returned to the hands of the God of Light.

Wave, then play.

Like the fingers of a pianist, Nutz pointed the tip of the gun on every menacing attack with exquisite skill, and the speed of the arm turned into the real speed of light, disintegrating Hastur bit by bit with a huge advantage in divine power. s attack.

The tentacles were blocked by the wings of light, and the magic was eliminated by the spear.

After all, Nutz is an ancient god superior to Hastur, and the king in yellow came incarnate in a sealed state. It is already quite good to be able to compete with Nutz who descended with subjective consciousness. If he hadn't been distracted by Rope and ate the deadly artifact piercing through, then Hastur would most likely have been entangled for at least two days or so.

"...the limit is reached."

Hastur's dull pace stopped, and he looked unwillingly at his body that was constantly blurring from the tip of the tentacles.

She will soon be sent back to the Kingdom of God, drowning in the sewage of Lake Harry under the seal of the ancient god.

Lifting the hood on his head, Hastur looked up at the sky under the white mask.

Nyarlathotep's artifact is still hidden in the clouds, calmly.

Please, Your Majesty Chaos. Whether it's for the pantheon or for Rope, don't let the worst happen. Hastur solemnly begged Nyarlathotep, the oldest and wisest of the three pillar gods.

There was no response from the "Shining Tractahedron", and it seemed that "Chaos" was determined to remain silent during this incident.

Hastur bowed her head slightly, she has already done what she should do and what she should say, and everything after that will be left to Nyarlathotep's personal judgment.

In the world's rejection reaction, the king in yellow slowly faded away, hiding her huge body incarnation, and returned to the kingdom of God named "Kalcosa Harry Lake" by Pleiades XVI. .

And Nutz, while breathing a sigh of relief, came to the sky above Rope.

The boy didn't seem to have suffered much damage, and he fell into the pit, his brown halo was still bright, but his complexion was a little weird.

"What the hell is this..."

Rubbing his head, Luo Pei muttered in confusion.

It is impossible for Hastur to harm him, otherwise, relying on the power of the supreme wind god, let alone being injured, it is estimated that he has been smashed into two pieces, repairing himself in pain while repelling Hastur's "disease".

But why His Majesty Hastur would attack him... It seems to be a little clueless, but the most important point is that Rope can't figure it out.

"It's good to be all right, mortal."

The gentle and healing voice brought Luo Pei back from thinking to reality.

He flipped back and adjusted his posture in an instant, all functions were ready to be activated at any time, watching the smiling gray-haired beautiful sister Yu vigilantly.

It was this ancient god who defeated the mighty Hastur...

Luo Pei was not sure about Nutz's attitude. In his opinion, the guy who hides the knife in his smile is simply unimaginable. It is the most stupid to judge a person or even a god's heart by his appearance.

"Don't be nervous, child." Nutz saw Luo Pei's vigilance, and his voice was lowered, even more gentle as water.

"My name is Nutz. I am the god of Light." No matter what you did before, I will forgive you, now relax, I mean no harm to you. "

Nutz looked directly at Luo Pei's blue pupils, and his long-silent heart began to beat.

This, this breath of order... the power of His Majesty "Ouroboros"! ?

The too long-term power made the Queen of the Celestial Clan a little stunned, and then she was gratified and happy.

Did not expect to meet you here! The Chosen One beloved by "Luck" and "Order"! !

PS:

Rope is now separated from the crazy hell, so Nutz can't detect the traces of Cthulhu on him.

Chapter 197: Belonging

When he was entrusted by the "God of the Abyss" Norden earlier, Nutz agreed perfunctorily with disapproval.

The council ordered her to "expel Hastur" as her primary goal, and the rest depends entirely on her mood.

Moreover, the scope of a world is definitely not small. Except for being as close as it is now, what His Majesty "Ouroboros" created in the beginning cannot be discovered by any existence. If Nutz were to use his insignificant power to find this selected individual, he could only investigate them one by one, which would be tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and it would take countless time and energy.

Now it seems that luck seems to be good.

After being stunned for a while, Nutz opened his divine eyes, to make sure that he did not admit his mistake, and observed Rope more carefully—his inner soul.

Stripped and cocooned, under a bright soul, countless tiny light spots composed of rules and fantasies appeared in her sight, and the running track seemed to contain the mystery of the essence of the multiverse, which made Nutz almost unable to hold back Impulse, surrender to the "instinct" of oneself as a god longing to get close to the source.

When she wanted to go deeper, the power like a hazy mist forcibly cut off her peeping. Nutz only regarded it as a setting left by "Ouroboros", and immediately averted his gaze out of politeness and respect.

You can't be wrong, it is indeed the "Chosen One" - the beautiful Flower of Order. I didn't expect it to bloom in the weak race of human beings. If His Excellency Felak knew, he would be so ecstatic that he couldn't help it...

Sighing in my heart, some remaining dissatisfaction from the gray-haired beauty completely disappeared. Instead, love for Rope, or Source.

To be offensive, let alone give her a painless explosion, even if he stripped the incarnation of Nutz and messed around, the Queen of Light will probably let him do whatever he wants.

In the eyes of the ancient gods, "Ouroboros" is the supreme good god who separates the "head of the demon god" Azathoth from reason and chaos, and dedicates himself and his soul to achieve the comfort and stability of the multiverse, and is the most respectable existence. The trial it left behind was one of the passes for inheriting the highest throne. No matter whether Rope has the luck that is too big or not, Nutz will maintain the most basic respect for the candidates.

Gathering the huge wings of light, the goddess slowly landed in front of the blond boy.

Luo Pei also restrained that too sharp hostility, no matter what, the angel and ancient god in front of him had no intention of using force against him.

But this feeling... Luo Pei frowned, and he recalled the first time he met Cthulhu, the master of the unclean sea seemed to have subtly reached an agreement with the state of the ancient angel god in front of him.

Is it because of the system? He stroked his chest and asked Azalia in his mind.

The system elf who usually doesn't talk much, at least never reticently, is now refusing to communicate with Luo Pei a word, as if it doesn't exist, quietly lurking inside the system.

"May the light shine upon you, lucky caller."

Nutz smiled and took the initiative to speak.

"Perhaps your previous attack was a misjudgment due to your ignorance of us? It doesn't matter, although the situation is a bit chaotic, you just need to know that that octopus-like monster in yellow is your enemy, and we are yours." Friends are enough. Light alone won't hurt you."

"..."

Rope had a numb expression.

The elector is the elector. It seems that the inside story of his own system is much bigger than he imagined, not only the Old Ones, but even their deadly enemy, the ancient gods, treated him like this.

He automatically ignored Nutz's slander against Hastur, and he didn't speak for a while.