Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"It's just that their legends are a bit scary, and they're not psychologically prepared."

'...whatever you want,' Azalea said in a panic.

Oops, what the bastard Rope said was a little happy just now.

Azalea heard Rope say 'I don't hate the Cthulhu mythology', and her body at the center of the universe began to revel, but she quickly suppressed this joy as a symbol of rationality and returned to a normal tone .

After a period of time, after Luo Pei's freshness was over, he finally stopped and lay back on the chuang, closing his eyes to recuperate his spirit.

-Prepare for tomorrow's banquet.

Chapter [-] Evil God's Carnival Feast

This is the outer side of the multiverse, the crack between the evil gods and kingdoms.

The frenzied rulers gathered together very rarely, and some evil gods even abandoned the gaps and hatred they once had. They gathered here happily, having an evil banquet, waiting for the arrival of today’s important people——

"Help... help!!"

In the dark cave with only a few firelights, a middle-aged man ran desperately.Judging from his frantic expression, it should have been witnessing the supreme bitter chrysanthemum that shattered his sanity.

He kept looking back while running, as if a monster was chasing him.

In fact it is.

Right above the cave, a huge crab was hanging upside down, rushing at a leisurely pace, like a cat teasing a mouse.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

No matter how much you run, you can't get rid of this terrible crab.

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention and fell to the ground. He didn't care to check his broken calf, but immediately turned over to look behind him.

--Crab.

Orange, like an enlarged version of a sea crab, the pair of crab claws are still stained with the blood of his son, the next one is about to be his turn...

"Haha, hahahaha, I must be having a nightmare, just wake up..."

The middle-aged man burst into laughter, but before he finished speaking, he was lifted up by the crab.

It was like a gentleman, slowly tasting the human being in front of him with a 'gong'-shaped mouth, chewing and swallowing him bone and flesh into his belly.

After he finished eating, at the fork in the other cave, a fat, deformed headless man came out.

"Bastain, you have gone too far, the banquet is about to start, His Majesty Cthulhu and His Majesty Hastur are already waiting for everyone to gather in the main hall."

"Shhhhh..."

The ancient ruler, who was feared as the 'Lord of Crabs' and the 'Old Ocean God', made a strange sound, turned around slowly, looked at Igoronak and said.

"Sorry, as long as I enter the hunting state, I can't help but get excited. Are those damn comrades already gathered?"

"Exactly, I'll wait," said Igoronak.

"Shhhhh, then hurry up."

The two alien gods marched toward the depths of the filth, and along the way, they killed some family members to fill their stomachs.

Those terrifying races that are feared by humans in the human world seem to be like ants in front of alien gods, being manipulated at will for fun, and they can't even resist.

When the two entered the main hall, the most terrifying scene in the multiverse came into view——

Countless square long tables were placed in the center of the big cave, and there was not a single human being 'sit' on those stools, all of them were monsters, the gods praised by the alien races in the starry sky - the old rulers.

'God of Worms' Rulim Shaklos, 'God of Toads' Zatoguya, 'Father of Snakes' Igo, 'Terror of Lakes' Berkrug, 'God of Spiders' Atlach. Naka, 'God of Frozen Death' Ithacua, 'Terror in the Mountains' Shaugonar Fagern...

And sitting on the throne, two superior old rulers.

——'Eternal Sleeper' Cthulhu and 'King in Yellow' Hastur.

They shrunk their size and revelled in this fairly wide cave, devouring the neatly arranged tributes on the table - humans, or other races.

The feast of the evil gods is a nightmare for low-level creatures. Some of them are swallowed whole, and they still retain consciousness when they are decomposed.Some were torn to shreds and cooked like a platter.

The place that can make the devil shy - the evil god carnival!

"I hate them, and in [-] centuries, they won't change their savage ways."

Seeing the smoky scene, Igoronak spit out a long shee from the mouth on both hands, pretending to be disgusting.

"Shhh--be quiet, His Majesty Cthulhu seems to be about to speak..."

Basatan stretched out the crab claws, and quietly pulled Igoronac to a corner of the banquet, standing beside Satogua.

This fat toad is more sedate than the other Old Ones, he is motionless, and even eating is aided by his servants, the indeterminate mycelium - as if his servants also served as food.

"His Majesty Cthulhu seems to be different from other times." Igoronack looked at the figure on the stage in confusion. "Bastain, what do you think?"

"Shhh, there's no difference. Anyway, our form will never be finalized. Doesn't His Majesty Nyarlathotep also like to appear in a human form?"

"Is that so..."

On the high platform, Cthulhu stood up.

As Igoronak said, her other times are indeed different now. Visually, Cthulhu is the only salvation in this hell, a lily blooming in the mud.

——The pose of a human girl.