Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Don't worry, Rope will not be disappointed."

Naiako stood up and pointed at the two girls with blonde and green hair who were still opposite Rope.

"Cthulhu and Hastur also came to see you specially~"

"Your Majesty the King in Yellow, thank you for your help."

Facing the blonde and expressionless Hastur, Rope stood up and thanked him solemnly, which made Crusus a little uncomfortable, but thinking of their purpose, he immediately adjusted his mentality and pretended not to see it.

There's a reason Rope thanked Hastur.

If it wasn't for her giving Rope's divine power, maybe he would have died in the last mission, so I have to thank him no matter what.

"Don't worry, if you are satisfied, use it more in the future. I will not refuse your call." Hastur said indifferently, looking straight at Rope.

"With great love."

For some reason, Rope always felt that the blond girl gave him a very simple feeling, which made him a little more comfortable in this environment.

After chatting for a while, Naiyazi took Rope and chatted a little.

At first, he could deal with a few sentences, but after that, it was really one question after another, for fear that he would be bored and seemed to keep talking, and Rope began to be a little annoyed.

Nayazi saw that Rope's face was not right, and he secretly said that he was not good. He immediately ended the topic and entered the purpose of today's Rope very decisively.

"Well, since everyone has met, let's discuss how to benefit Rope."

She smiled and blinked at Cthulhu, who immediately understood and took her words.

"I gave you protection last time, what do you want, Rope, this time?"

finally come.

Ropey looked serious, sat up straight, and said the plan he had thought of long before he came.

"If you can, please use your might to transform my 'substitute'!"

Following his words, the double 'Crazy Hell' wrapped in black chains appeared behind Rope.

Chapter [-] Gathering the Power of the Gods

"Oh?"

Naiako looked at the crazy hell with curiosity, and tapped on him from time to time. In the end, she simply pulled off the chain coat and witnessed the black body like smoke in the crazy hell.

"Protection, fear, jealousy, plunder... Little Ropey seems to have a bad life before."

A stand-in is the embodiment of a person's soul, and Nayiko can of course see it. The appearance of the incarnation outside the body in front of him can only show that Rope has experienced some painful past events before.

"That won't stop you from worrying."

Rope frowned, he didn't like talking about his past.

"I wonder if Lord Nyarlathotep can transform his stand-in?"

"Of course you can~" Naiyako smiled slyly. "The manipulation of the soul is what the evil gods like me are best at, but where does Ropey want to start?"

"Ability." Rope thought for a while.

"The limitations of the crazy hell are too great. If you can't make the other party fear, then in addition to chain multiplication, there is only an invisible feature. And so far, the people who fear me are those who are weaker than me. If you follow the will This ability is completely useless when a determined person fights, so I would like to ask your Highness to enhance it."

The stand-in is Rope's first ability, and his feelings are still very deep, but it obviously can't keep up with Rope's rocket-like strength, so it will use this 'Cthulhu Carnival' to achieve its goal.

This was also discussed with the system when he came.

- This is a godsend for me.

Nyarlathotep thought happily.

Although this kind of 'incarnation outside the body' is very convenient and the ability is often not bad, it has a considerable disadvantage. If the avatar changes, it will often cause some subtle changes to the main body.

Rope has always refused these evil gods to manipulate his body and blood, but he ignored the fatal factor that the substitute is connected to his soul, which led him to ask the evil gods to transform the substitute.

As everyone knows, most of these imprisoned guys, because of their boredom over the years, most of their talent points are on creation and soul transformation. Those strange family members are the best proof. These hands and feet are as simple as eating and drinking.

She pretended to think for a while, and then asked the evil god girls sitting beside her.

"Although we have some plans, everyone must have their own unique skills... Well, let's talk about your thoughts."

As soon as Nyarlathotep's voice fell, Hastur spoke up.

"How about adding 'sanity deprivation'? It constitutes a performance theater within it, and Rope sets the repertoire. If the actors do not perform according to the script, then forcibly deprive them of their sanity and let them all be in this...stand-in? Well, under the power of a substitute."

Hastur was talking about the effect of her script for the forbidden book, The King in Yellow, and she loved human opera.During her boring time at Lake Harry, she often projected her own spirit into reality and watched gorgeous operas.

However, most of the humans who sat with him ended up going crazy.

"Uh, Your Majesty Hastur, I don't know much about opera." Rope shook his head and refused.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Although Hastur's expression was still indifferent, his language was obviously softened.

"The opera is great, I can be with you in Lake Harry if you want..."

"Hasta!"

Cthulhu opened his eyes and glared at the blond girl, who immediately thought of Nyarlathotep's words and closed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

"Rope, since your substitute has the word nightmare, why don't you create the real nightmare in reality."