Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

What brought the faint light to the sky was not the sun in common sense, but a round of huge eyes with black outlines and white pupils, which contained indescribable malice.

"It's really a shitty scenery, am I being pulled into the devil world by a demon..."

Backward Izayoi muttered to himself.

He stood up, picked up a broken stone, waved his arms, and threw the stone like an eye in the sky with the speed of the third universe.

The noise piercing the atmosphere, and the rocks flew upwards like shooting stars.

But before flying far, it was disintegrated by the wonderful wind and turned into dust that fell all over the sky.

After returning to Izayoi to inhale the gust of wind, he bowed in pain like a prawn, his lungs and heart were suffering inhumane torture.

"Ha...ha...poisonous wind? Damn, I'm liking shit places more and more."

After breathing for a while, Izayoi felt his body slowly recover, and his pale expression relaxed.

He has hardly ever been sick since he was a child.

Even if it was too chaotic a few times, and miraculously fell ill, it usually healed in a blink of an eye.

"As expected of the spiritual character that the master fancy, facing the wind of instant death, it can be resolved by simply relying on the body."

"!"

The moment he heard the sound, Izayoi grabbed another stone and threw it towards the location where the sound came from.

The stone that hosted the huge power was gently caught by the small white hand.

Philip walked out of the corner with a blank expression.

"No, it should be said that this is your common sense. The third star particle in your body will not allow you to die easily. The final fantasy of human beings is to be able to use the surrounding environmental information to create a perpetual motion machine that generates energy out of nothing. It itself resists death. the eternal concept."

"Sure enough, it was you who brought me here."

Going back to Izayoi, he stood up straight.

"Although it's a bit superfluous, I have to ask - is this still Earth?"

"No, this is one of the playgrounds I hold, the Palace of Ascension."

"I dont understand."

"I know. I don't want you to understand when I say it, it's just to answer your question."

"Then do I want to say thank you?"

The blond boy had a rebellious smile on his mouth, and moved his neck and wrists.

"Since you didn't kill me after I was in a coma, you must have had other plans for me, right? Before that, I wonder if you ever considered that I would resist again?"

"It's pointless. You should know from the previous fight that you are not my opponent."

"Humans always want to conquer great things. I have been standing at the top since I was a child, and now there is a peak that I cannot climb. It is impossible to dispel my competitive spirit by just saying "not an opponent". "

He lowered his body and turned back to Izayoi's posture like a cheetah.

"According to the existing information, it is inferred that you are a guy who has a great relationship with the Cthulhu myth in the Americas, right? Or are you a member of the indescribable evil god depicted in that myth?"

"You're very observant."

"Don't interrupt the conversation. There's only one reason I'm asking this..."

After Izayoi's accumulated strength reached the critical point, he rushed out.

The rock was easily shattered by the reaction force, and the blond boy rushed towards Philip at a speed that could not be detected by the naked eye.

"Are there enough guys like you in this world that I don't get bored!"

His blood was boiling and his soul was burning.

Philip's appearance was like a powerful drug, catalyzing the return of Izayoi's original, more and more lazy spirit because of the ordinary.

The violent wind pressure destroyed everything, and the fist that shattered the earth was lightly blocked by a dark green wordless book.

"Tsk..." Izayoi's face sank.

Philip still had that unemotional expression, and after blocking Izayoi's fist, she recited in a faint voice.

"—Cthugha."

In an instant, the endless pillar of fire erupted from the dark green book.

It is the fire of calamity, the vicious fire that causes drought and withering.

Reverse Hui Izayoi did not sit still and let the flames burn. He learned the reason for his defeat in the last battle very well, and he did not dare to take it seriously.

Ten fingers bent, inconceivably grasping the invisible flame.

The burning flesh in the palm of his hand turned black, but he still used brute force to forcibly shred Philip's attack.

Repulsed to a distance of ten meters from Philip, Izayoi gasped slightly, and the fighting intent in his eyes became more and more high.

"You have a little misunderstanding in the previous question, go back to Izayoi." Philip said: "I am not the evil god in the Cthulhu mythology. In the three thousand worlds covered by human history, all the The origin of the Sulu myth is all written by me - I am the origin of the Cthulhu myth in human history."

"...It's bigger than I thought."

Reverse Izayoi's fist clenched even tighter.