Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

An existence that can be easily abducted by interests is bound to be attracted by greater interests.

With her own firm creed, it is worth her Ctugya to fight for.

The girl touched her chin and nodded slightly.

"So it turns out, you still retain a lot of human concepts. That is to say, all the showdowns at the beginning will be counterproductive. Like Nyarlathotep, form a "friend" of both sides from the very beginning. Is it related... I understand, that is to say, little Rope, you want me to be diligent and dedicated to you like a human courtship, so you will put me in the same position as Nyarlathotep? "

"I do not have!"

Rope immediately denied it.

What Ktugya meant by these words was to describe him as a coquettish bitch who played with evil gods!

'What are you denying? ' Azalea said gloomily: 'Ape, your behavior is completely the template of a scumbag. When you say, "No one dares to offend easily." '

'……It's enough. '

'Humph. '

Azalea hummed unhappily, then chose to wait.

She didn't want to use the eyes of the host to see any of the abominable compatriots.

Keep in mind that when she merges into one, the system girl will have to line up to shoot these gangsters.

The black-haired young man who smelled the smell of Shura Field did not dare to wait any longer, wiping the non-existent beads of sweat on his forehead, he could only say with an embarrassed smile.

"About your proposal, my answer is that. Considering the mental exhaustion that your lack of strength may bring, I will not disturb you, Your Majesty Ketughia, thank you again for being able to dispel the idea of ​​burning the world, in a few days I will take you to have a good time in my territory..."

Having said that, he salutes and intends to retire.

- Bang!

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

"Our conversation is not over, Rope Jr."

Ketugya stepped down from the stone seat, walked to the black-haired youth with small jade feet, and looked up at him with inorganic pupils.

"Do you have anything else to ask..."

"Relax, I will not use my identity and strength to force you to agree to my request."

Ktugya said.

"But I'm not going to give up the idea of ​​Nyarlathotep getting out of your way. If a full-scale showdown is too hasty, then Rope and I must have a start?"

"You don't dislike it, we are friends now."

"No, I have a better idea."

The red-haired girl melted.

Literally.

Cthugya turned into a magma-like fluid that permeated the entire temple.The flames around her were commanded by her, flying in the small space.

Immediately, Rope felt something caught up behind him.

Half-elemental, half-girl evil god, his hands wrapped around the neck of the black-haired youth, blowing heat that could melt steel (physical) in his ears.

"Don't resist, little Rope."

Cthugya said softly.

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

With a strange expression on his face, the black-haired youth showed no resistance, or was simply too lazy to resist, and was dragged into the orange-red magma by Ketugya.

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

Probably, the black-haired youth has gradually gotten used to this kind of unreasonable thing.

……

On the other side of the world, not far from the mainland, a beautiful angel is flying.

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

She has never been the obedient, good-natured type.

Even if Azrael, the leader of the Flügel, would not let her leave the "Apostle of War" Avant Heim, Jibril slipped out of the fortress with her left ear in and out of her right ear.

She has to confirm.

The last time I met with the God of Disaster was too short to get a good understanding of it.

Jibril must know what kind of possibility exists in that god-species, so that her master, the "God of War" Artosh expects this.

Yes, Jibril is jealous.

The supreme glory of "defeating Arto" was originally the expectation given to her by Arto, but at this moment, the expectations of the Lord God changed with every action of the God of Disaster.

Like being an unwanted child, the Flügel girl felt jealous.

It has to be confirmed - even if it means losing your life.

What Jibril feared more than death was the loss of the meaning of birth.