Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Are you calling me out to provoke me?"

Divine power accumulated in Hastur's consciousness.The surrounding air began to tremble, and the anger of the gods was a pain that even the world could not bear.

As long as she has a thought, Kesma will immediately be crushed into meat sauce by the high-dimensional energy.

"What a hot welcome ceremony, Lord Hastur..."

Although the neck is locked, Kesma is not human and does not need to breathe such a thing.

He patted the arm of the king in yellow and explained with a smile.

"It's me, crazy hell, Rope's "stand-in".Now, with the help of the power of the "Gemini Gods", it is divided into two beings, in order to complete the task given to me by the main body.Don't look at me like this, thinking patterns and memories are the same, it's not too bad to think of me as Rope..."

If you were killed like this, it would be a real laugh...

"……what?"

Hastur was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously let go of his arms and feet, and probed more carefully.

"The magic of Roeger and Zare. The traces of transformation, and my writing... Indeed, indeed, the "Laleye Text" and the "Necronomicon" reside on you..."

Hastur's voice trembled, showing extreme contrast.It's not like an evil god who shocks the universe at all, just like a little girl who has done something wrong.

She fiddled with her index finger, her pale cheeks flushed slightly, and she smiled awkwardly.

"Hug, sorry. I've just come here, and my reaction is a little slow... Before you called me, my followers on Lake Harry were holding a grand opera..."

"You don't need to explain, in the end, it was my fault that I didn't tell you right away." Falling from the air, Kesma recirculated the absorbed blood, and his face gradually became angry.

"Please forgive my rude call this time, it's not just offering sacrifices for you. There are some trivial things here that need your help."

He pointed to the supreme artifact shining in the sky.

"With the artifact of Lord Nyarlathotep as the core, I used the special abilities of the children of the stars to temporarily separate this town from the jurisdiction of the will of the world. Therefore, even if we mess around in it, we will not Affecting the outside, it will not be observed by your mortal enemy."

"I-Is that so?" Hastur clutched his chest, his eyes full of hope.

"Then Rope, you... uh."

"Ksma, you can call me that."

"Well, Kesma, what do you need me for?"

She looked around and saw everything in the whole town.Including the invisible star color, and Sena Artem who just got the god emblem.

"Kill these humans and create an army of monsters? Or use their soul power to force open the cracks in the world and draw more power from my kingdom of God?"

"In this case, your position will be very bad..."

Kesma said with shame. "If you are known by the ancient gods, you may be in big trouble."

"It's ok!!"

Hastur said decisively. "If it can help Rope, I am very willing to put more power into the world!"

The King in Yellow wants to get Rope.

She wants Rope's body, his soul, his feelings, and he wants to be one with herself, and she wants to deeply imprint the traces of the King in Yellow on everything about him.

If he could sleep in Harry Lake with that special human boy, he would be very happy even in the eternal seal of the ancient god.

At least you can get rid of the curse called "boring"——

To this end, the supreme Fengshen is willing to give everything in exchange for it.

She is different from Cthulhu and Nyarlathotep. Hastur didn't take a fancy to Rope's system, or the various benefits brought by conferring gods in the future.She simply wanted Rope and nothing else.

The soul that carries chaos but is full of order is more charming than poppies...

"Well, calm down and listen to me first." Kesma smacked her lips, completely ignoring what Hastur said with such a beautiful woman's appearance.

If you can get in the way, let's get in the way, no matter the body or he, there is not much interest in becoming a "favorite" of a god.

"My mission this time is to induce something called a god of disobedience. This false god likes fun and games, so I plan to create a prison paradise with the power of you and Xing Zhi Cai to trap him. Save that The loach that has lived for hundreds of years is slipping everywhere."

"And then? Do you need me to kill him for you?" Hastur asked.

"I have to do this myself, otherwise it won't work."

Kesma folded her hands together, condensing the magic power in her body.

"Lord Hastur, you like opera, don't you?"

"Yes, opera is the greatest thing created by the meaningless race of mankind." The blond girl's tone was full of praise. "On a small stage, imitating an illusory character. Failure is not allowed, failure is a bad performance. Trying all out to feel everything in another existence, this feeling... It's really gorgeous!"

"Ah, I don't quite understand..." Kesma continued. "But since it's an opera, you must be a superb artist, right? We'll leave the setting of our amusement park to you."

The magic power evaporated, a dark halo enveloped his hands, the magic power of Kesma's whole body was mobilized, and the bones in the body creaked under the pressure.

Fortunately no pain.

"From now on, I'm going to prepare the "Corruption Ritual". After you have eaten all the humans in this tower, use your power to divide this town into four areas. The rest of the settings are up to your liking.But be sure to stay alive. "

Kesma laughed dangerously.

"If there is no way to clear a "game", it can't be called a "game". "

"Is that so..."