The Endless Shuttle

"Little Luo Pei, since you are willing to let the water octopus give birth to your god son, then I think I am no worse than that octopus that only knows how to sleep—whether it is strength or rank."

No, no, that's not the point...

Rope sighed, speaking in a very tactful way.

"Your Majesty Cthugya, you may have forgotten one thing. As far as I know, your body, um... Maybe it doesn't have the ability to reproduce in the sense of conventional creatures?"

Cthugha is a living flame.

In short, it is the conscious "sun", infinitely close to the form of elemental life.

"Ridiculous." The girl raised her lips.

"Little Luo Pei, after all, you are also a great mystic who has become a demigod. Why don't you even know the shapeless nature of us? If there is a need, I can change the form of my existence at will. Including the one you see now Human body, I also have the ability to make the body appear like this."

Of course I know this, so why can't I understand the rejection hidden in my words? Luo Pei looked at Cthugha, thinking distressedly.

No, maybe this great god has heard it, but due to some kind of persistence, he chose to ignore it.

I'm in trouble...

In ancient times, Ning Caichen was a life-and-death friend, and Xu Xian slept with a snake. Could it be his turn to bow to the sun today? Just thinking about it makes me feel enthusiastic (physical).

Luo Pei gave up the detours and said directly.

"Sorry, I appreciate your kindness."

"Why do you refuse?"

"His Majesty Nyarlathotep has been kind to me," said Rope.

"It is impossible for me to sever contact with His Majesty Nyarlathotep just because of just a few days of getting along with you and your generous conditions. I can't agree."

More importantly, his adopted daughter is still in the kingdom of God in Nyarlathotep, so how could he cut off contact if he didn't contact her?

Unexpectedly, Cthugya was not angry when he heard Rope's rejection, but instead glanced at him approvingly.

"There is no need to apologize. It is something to be proud of to have your own bright soul."

An existence that can be easily lured by interests will inevitably be attracted by greater interests.

With her own firm creed, she is worthy of Cthugha's fight.

The girl stroked her chin and nodded slightly.

"I see, you still retain a lot of human concepts. In other words, all the showdown at the beginning will be counterproductive. Like Nyarlathotep, you have to form "friends" from the very beginning bit by bit. Is it related... I understand, that is to say, little Rope, you hope that I will be as attentive and dedicated to you as a human courtship, so you will put me in the same position as Nyarlathotep? "

"I don't!"

Rope immediately denies it.

The meaning of Cthugya's words is to describe him as a coquettish slut who plays with evil gods!

'What are you denying? ’ Azalia said sullenly: ‘Ape, your behavior is completely like a scumbag template, saying “no one dares to offend easily”, Guangming is stepping on countless boats. '

'……It's enough. '

'snort. '

Azalia hummed unhappily, and then chose to stand by.

She didn't want to see any hateful compatriots with the help of the host's eyes.

Remember, when she merges into one, the system mother will have to line up and shoot these troublemakers.

Wiping the non-existent sweat from his forehead, the black-haired young man who smelled the smell of the Shura field didn't dare to stay any longer, so he could only say with an embarrassed smile.

"As for your proposal, my answer is that. Considering the mental fatigue that may be caused by your lack of strength, I will not bother you, Your Majesty Cthugya, thank you again for dispelling the idea of ​​​​burning the world. In a few days I will take you to have fun in my territory..."

With that said, he saluted and planned to leave.

- Boom!

The gate of the temple made of obsidian was closed, and the flames in the temple were burning fiercely.

"Our conversation is not over, little Rope."

Cthugya got down from the stone seat, walked to the side of the black-haired young man with his small jade feet, and looked up at him with his inorganic pupils.

"Is there anything else you want to ask..."

"Don't worry, I won't use my identity and strength to force you to agree to my request."

Cthugya said.

"But I don't intend to give up the idea of ​​letting Nyarlathotep get away from you. If it's a bit too hasty for a full showdown, then Little Rope and I have to start, right?"

"You don't mind, we are friends now."

"No, I have better ideas."

The red-haired teen melted.

Literally.

Cthugha turned into a magma-like fluid that permeated the entire temple. The surrounding flames are commanded by her, flying in the small space.

Immediately, Rope felt something hitch behind him.

The half-elemental, half-girly evil god wrapped his hands around the neck of the black-haired young man, blowing hot air that could melt steel (physical) in his ears.

"Don't resist, little Luo Pei."

Cthugya said softly.

"Although you can easily dispel this avatar now, I am a very vengeful and narrow-minded guy...It happens to be a human body, let's have a good start...It's good that you are immune to fire..."

The black-haired young man had a strange expression on his face, he didn't resist, or didn't bother to resist at all, and was dragged into the orange-red magma by Cthugya.

Cthulhu, Nyarlathotep, and Cthugha are already the third...

Probably, the black-haired young man has gradually gotten used to such unreasonable things.

...

On the other side of the world, not far from the mainland, there are beautiful angels soaring.

With long spectral-colored hair and cross-patterned pupils, that was Jibril, the last individual of the Flügel.