The Endless Shuttle

"I must blur my senses when I go back, Azalea, do you know how difficult it is to teach those ghosts to play poker? It's even more troublesome than developing a big secret technique by myself..."

While chatting, Luo Pei casually took a newspaper from the newsboy.

Although the newsboy wondered why the blind man talking to himself bought a newspaper, but for the sake of the little golden bean in his palm, he could honestly keep any doubts in his mouth.

—— Talking less and doing more is the main theme of this era.

‘Ape, I have heard your complaint no less than thirty times. ’ Azalea was speechless. 'Konggui itself is an extremely chaotic race, you actually want to play poker with you... If it wasn't for your personality to suppress them, the Konggui would have disappeared long ago. '

"Even thirty times you didn't understand what I wanted to express, my dear."

He opened his eyes slightly.

"I just want to say, this unpleasant experience, I will redouble it to the bastard who asked me to take a special "long journey", so that it will not even have a chance to regret it! "

After achieving the "Appearance of the Old Gods", the original sapphire-like pupils underwent a fundamental change, with black occupying the white of the eyes, and the center pupil became a reptile-like hexagonal shape, full of evil spirits.

The ground watched by the demigod's "personal eyes" began to decay and deform in just a moment, and evil things that did not exist in this world began to grow.

Controlling his anger, Rope closed his eyes again, inhaling deeply the smell of soil in the air.

"Well... I've already smelled it..." he said in a low voice.

"In this city, there is a huge order and the soul smell of death... No, hehe, just like his master, that guy's insides are completely corrupted, and everything is madness and hatred eroded by "chaos"... "Dragon King of Soul Devourer" His Royal Highness Berkrug's ability is really convenient, his eyes were covered by secret arts and power, and he forgot to dig a double, so he is really ashamed of your highness's gift..."

'... Tsk. '

Azalea made a dissatisfied voice.

'I had expected that group of guys would not be so honest to transform you into a double, but I didn't expect to participate in each of them... and Nyarlathotep's "chaos" divinity, I remember them all up! At that time, the main criminal and the accessory criminals will not even try to escape! '

"Uh... don't be angry, this is a great thing for me."

'Not to me! '

Azalea said sourly.

During the grand ceremony of "The Appearance of the Old Gods", Lopez absorbed his substitute, not only possessing the own abilities of Mad Hell for granted, but also fully inherited the transformation of the deep part of the substitute by the evil gods during the "banquet".

Coupled with the "chaos" divinity that was pulled out and finally exploded in an all-round way, in less than a year since he was crowned a demigod, his improvement speed can be said to be flying upwards on a rocket. The power at this moment It is almost comparable to those old demigods in the multiverse.

"Speaking of Azalia, I always feel that there seems to be something extra in my white gospel, but I haven't found anything unusual after repeated inspections..."

Rope frowned.

"Is it my illusion?"

To say that the only subtlety of this grand ceremony and the absorption of substitutes is that the situation inside Rope's "White Gospel" makes him a little strange.

It's like eating something that doesn't belong to you.

But neither the perception of the soul nor the detection of mental power was abnormal, just like an illusion.

'How do I know...Maybe Ape has just been officially put into operation, and I'm not used to it, right? ’ Azalea said uncertainly.

'In the future, if you find time to go in and see with your own eyes, everything will be clear. '

"Too."

It's really not something worth his attention.

Just like the gods in the clouds don't care about the ants under their feet, few existences can notice this subtle difference in the portable space, except for Luo Pei's obsessive-compulsive disorder who cares too much about himself.

After finishing the conversation, the black-haired young man held the newspaper in one hand and started walking again.

The smell of the priest of death is everywhere in this city, and there are a few places where it is particularly strong.

But this time, Luo Pei couldn't rely on his own strength to crush straight A as usual.

As the same personality, the old demigod who has lived for an unknown number of years, the real lair of the priest of death must be dangerous even for him now.

Not only that, but the most important purpose of Rope is to prevent the "Lord of Death" Azakalon from coming, and the ceremony at the cost of the demigod's life must also be understood. If the priest of death is killed, the ceremony is still successful If it is activated, then he has undoubtedly done useless work.

Of course, there are no clues.

The thoughts in his heart were synchronized with the headlines in the corner of the newspaper, and the corners of Luo Pei's mouth curled up slightly.

"Sure enough, I still have to start with you, my future friend... no, or a certain Is..."

"Professor Wingate's bizarre amnesia? Reveal the secrets of the college cursed by the devil!"

Note 1:

Miskatonic University is a fictional university in Rockwell's orthodox Cthulhu mythology, and it seems that many powerful investigators have been produced. And I heard that the library of this university can always find any forbidden tome, including the Necronomicon, the R'lyeh Text, the Ghoul Code, the Secret of the Worm, the Book of Eibon, the Book of Dekian...

I don't have any ideas, I just think the principal of this school is awesome.

Chapter 98 The Surprise of the Great Race of Yith

Compared with other famous American cities in this era, Haverhill's land area is not large at all. After all, its permanent population is only between 50,000 and 70,000.

The simple and differentiated urban area, office buildings, commercial streets, spacious avenues connecting suburban farms and factories, and densely packed single-family villas around the urban area make up the entirety of this industrial city. Even if you are a newcomer, as long as you know English, you will not have any possibility of getting lost.

Lopez could clearly "smell" the ancient smell of Ismen with impurities.

This great Buddhist race that can travel through time independently, they are not keen on power and killing, but only interested in the knowledge of other races. After countless exchanges, the messy soul has become the iconic symbol of the Yis.

They love it.

Standing in front of a dark and somewhat old villa, Luo Pei gently brushed off the dust accumulated on the house number, and the words "Pissley" came into view.

—Wingate Peaslee.

The most important ally who will provide key information to Rope in the future will also be a fruitful executive of the SCP Foundation in the future.

But now in 1913, he who has not returned from Nekt, the holy city of Is, is nothing more than a great race of Is with a human body.

The brunette was not here to hasten Wingate's "homecoming."

It was this Yisi he was looking for.

In the future, the knowledge that Wingate brought to him was obtained from Yisi. This also proves that these great races must know more details about the "Lord of Death" Azakaron and the Priest of Death, and obtaining these will undoubtedly clear up the fog of this "hunting".

Rope reached out and knocked on the door of Peasley's house.

Because of the abnormality that Wingate displayed after being occupied by Yisi at this time, his wife and son had already left the house due to fear, and only "Wingate Peaslee" existed in this room.

It saves a lot of things.