Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Great Dami Gold, peeping into the future and twisting the past are the same disaster... You shouldn't be addicted to this way, everything should go with the flow..."

In the face of the demigods, they still adhere to their creeds, and the Iss are worthy of their "protection" name.

It is no wonder that such a powerful race was once forced to genocide by the flying hydra, which is a typical example of playing with himself.

"I'm asking you the price in exchange for these, not for you to preach, Iss."

Rope's smile gradually became dangerous.

"Stop acting like me, no matter what happens in this world, it can't affect you outsiders, can it? Give me the information, I'll pay you, and then we'll never have anything to do with it again, it's that simple... Or Say you plan to stay here forever?"

Even a spiritual parasite that travels through time, the demigod can actually kill this Iss.

Once shot, it didn't even have a chance to escape, and tragically perished in the consciousness space of this human body after suffering the corrupt energy.

Iss choked.

It closed its eyes for a long time, as if communicating with its kin across time and space.

After a full hour, Iss opened his eyes again.

"Okay...power..." Iss sighed.

"The great Damigod... The knowledge I have stored now is very precious and I have to take it back... I don't want to die... So, I can agree to your transaction request on behalf of Yi Si... But you must promise that you will sell a The "future" of a true god... His Majesty Azakaron will not be blamed for his anger. "

"All you worry about is the catastrophic consequences of future changes."

Rope sneered and raised his hand.

"I swear in the name of Yog-Sothoth, the One Who Returns to All Things, that nothing will change in the future except for Azakaron! "

"Wan, your Majesty who all things are one..."

This time, Iss's expression was terrified.

If time is a wide road, then the Iss are the races that use the edge of the road to carefully grope their way forward.

And what about Yog-Sothoth, "The One Who Returns All Things" and "The Ruler of Time and Space"?

—It is the conceptualization of the road itself.

Therefore, the respect of the Yiths for Yog-Sothoth is above all the gods. To be more serious, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Yiths are the servant races of Yog-Sothoths, but the Yiths Few of us admit this reality.

Compared with them, the empty ghost next door and the Tindalos hound are more bachelors, and they are even proud of their pet status as Yog Sotos.

"I understand... It turns out that everything has been arranged by the great... Your arrival is not accidental, but an inevitable time... I am still a prisoner in the prison of time..."

Iss took a deep breath and spread his hands.

He held the subtle firefly-like light in both hands, and the huge spiritual power condensed into the substance, bringing knowledge to the small point in the center of the light.

"In exchange, the ceremonies of the "Lord of Death" Azakaron and the Priest of Death in this world are detailed... The price, the great Damigod will pay for the record of His Majesty "The Dust Walker" Kwache Utaus The Will of Canamangos. "

"You are really obsessed with "time", haven't you given up your physical efforts to cross time? "

"That's my clan's... wish..."

"Um"

Rope nodded in satisfaction.

"It's a reasonable exchange. It happened that I got the "Canamangos Will" from Igoronak, but it was impossible to give it to you, only rubbing."

"You mean... Your Highness the Polluter?" Iss was stunned.

"Who else is there except that fat man?" Rope said indifferently.

"..."

Another holy name of the Old Ones.

It was only then that Iss felt that the "Dami Gold" in front of him was fundamentally different from the one he had come into contact with.

The name of the great Yog-Sothoth who ignores the mortal world is casually talked about, and even the hateful and mean clerk can make fun of it at will, without curse and retribution, and even got it from Igoronac. The Will of Canamangos, which records the secrets of time...

This, what kind of blessing is this?

Could it be that something happened to the ancient, brutal rulers that they didn't know about?

Iss doesn't know, it can only bow its head deeply in the chaos.

Rope took out the original of "Cannamangos' Will", instantly copied a handwritten version written in English under the ability to distort reality, and threw it away.

At the same time, the information that recorded the key points of the trial also came into his hands.

Chapter [-] The plan to destroy the dead vein, the nun with dragon scales

Although there are all kinds of ridiculous problems with the Iss, fortunately, once the transaction is established, they will never breach the contract or make small moves, and the intelligence is very comprehensive.

"Lord of Death" Azakaron's current situation, the location of the Priest of Death, and how the ritual was activated—

All of these were already in Rope's mind.

And because of this, Rope understood the trouble with this "hunting".

"That guy, actually did such a thing... Did it really take pride in "sue the dead", a believer in the God of Order?Even the interstellar priests would not have such crazy actions..."

The black-haired youth shook his head helplessly.