The Endless Shuttle

"So I decided, after that, to transfer the contract to my senior brother Luo Pei, and he will replace me to complete the work of teaching you the secret arts."

-Language is an art.

Only by mastering this art can we get a glimpse of the deeper essence.

That is a lie.

A lie that cannot be exposed is the truth, the truth, and the magical power that can change human thinking and belief.

It prevents hatred and makes people profit from it. As long as the lies are true enough and perfect enough, then any creature that can communicate will be dominated by it.

From the time when he came out of the orphanage to when he fell into despair, Luo Pei learned this way through practice after practice.

Chapter 200 Return of the Substitute

For her master Kesma, Sena hated more than she was grateful.

But this emotion, accompanied by the safety of her family and the future food and clothing, has gradually eased along the way, until now her views on Kesma are mostly greedy and dark gratitude.

However, no matter what kind of thoughts this little Nordic girl has, she has no right to speak about her own position and disposal.

Who made her weak.

After informing her of her future subordinate status, she was picked up by the collar by her master and thrown out of the door.

The black-haired mystic only left an indifferent sentence like "Go downstairs and wait, I don't need you to see me off at the end", and closed the door with a bang, as if he couldn't wait to face it. Same as death.

Sena sat alone on the carpet in the corridor, staring at the wooden door of the hotel with a complicated expression.

Her master, even at the end of his life, was so straightforward, unscrupulous and cruel... She thought of everything in Avosta, and couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly.

No matter how terrible things happen again, she must hold the power firmly in her palm this time. In that way, you will be able to be happy forever.

Standing up, patting the short skirt, Sena walked downstairs without looking back.

...

In the room just across the wall, Rope had already collapsed on the sofa laughing when Kesma closed the door.

If it weren't for the excellent sound insulation of this hotel, I'm afraid even Senna outside the door would have heard it—that was quite harsh laughter for Kesma.

"Is it fun to laugh at yourself?!"

He threw the scarf on the table irritably, and drank black tea in big gulps, without the slightest elegance and coldness in front of Sena.

From within Kesma's open clothes, the rotting flesh has long since recovered.

For the mystic who mastered the "Necronomicon", the physical damage is just a real cover-up, and the manipulation and transformation of flesh and blood is exactly what it is good at.

"Pfft hahaha, I'm sorry. It's so interesting to see myself lying, I can't help it...Pfft. "My body is on the verge of collapse." If you are going to collapse as a stand-in, wouldn't my main body be finished already? "

"Shut up."

Kesma looked at the main body with a headache, not only asking herself - was Luo Pei's previous personality so bad?

Probably there are.

"ok, ok, I got it."

That's the end of the joke, the next step is to get down to business.

Luo Pei tidied up his clothes, restrained his smile and asked Kesma.

"Do you want to come back now? Or play another part of the world in this colorful world."

"Immediately, now!"

There was a hint of urgency in Kesma's voice.

In Avesta, only two things were on the mind of the mystic. One is "Kill Loki" and the other is "Go Home".

He has waited too long.

If the stand-in doesn't have a body, it doesn't even have the value of existence.

"What an incomprehensible guy."

Luo Pei shook his head and poured black tea for himself—to be honest, he actually wanted to drink Coke, but it is almost impossible for a high-end hotel to have such a civilian drink.

"In the other novels I've read, the "incarnation" and "clone" like you usually become hostile to the main body once they gain self-awareness, and then wish to replace it..."

"Are you suspicious of me?"

"No."

Luo Pei looked at the teacup with waves, and said with a sigh.

"I want to have another "friend" who knows everything, even if this "friend" has the same thoughts as myself... probably that's what it means. "

From before to now, the only "friend" he can talk about is Azalia.

"impossible."

Kesma understood Rope's feelings, but he still poured cold water on the ontology.

"Our division is based on the divine arts of the two old rulers, Roiger and Zar. Once that point of divine power is exhausted, what will happen, or what will happen."

"I know...forget it."

Luo Pei was silent for a while, took a long breath, and then put on a smile again.

"Anyway, congratulations on completing the mission Cosma. Use secret techniques and limited mana to fight the gods. To be honest, you can solve Loki without the system, which is beyond expectations."

Of course Luo Pei knew how powerful the power of the title was.

And Kesma didn't get these, and still killed Loki, the god of disobedience, which is enough to prove the uniqueness of Cthulhu's secret technique.

"The decisive battle is very dangerous. But it is thanks to His Majesty Nyarlathotep's artifact that he can build a barrier that attracts Loki."

Kesma stretched out his hand, and countless zigzag lines formed a strange cube in his hand.

The symbol of "Chaos" Nyarlathotep - the shining triocahedron.

On the way back, this artifact flew into Kesma's hands as if it had the function of identifying the owner. If it weren't for this thing, it would take a lot of work to construct the Avosta Great Barrier.

"Ontology, when did you put this thing into my body?" He asked.

"No, I didn't let this thing go at all."