Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The scattered dust floated towards Nuts, blocked by the light element, preventing the dust from contaminating the goddess' robes.Such a sight is enough to prove the power of Hastur.

Do you consider yourself and the evil gods the same enemy... I understand a little bit.

Sure enough, Nutz's old problem was repeated, and she was worried about the "indigenous" boy.

"Hasta, there is still energy left..."

The tall gray-haired beauty hesitated, and finally opened her wings of light and flew in the direction of Rope.

Hope not persecuted by the intellectual erosion of the Old Ones...

"Nutz! Our battle is not over!"

The dying beast is the most terrifying, Hastur is not so exaggerated, but she is still a little anxious when she sees Nutz flying towards Rope.

Completely disregarding the situation in the body, the divine power of "storm" and "disease" surged, and the demonic wind that was corrupted into dead bones among mortals blew a loud noise, biting her at a speed that did not slow down Nutz's movement.

In the air, two divine powers entangle, merge, and then disperse.It turned into countless tiny dark green poisonous snakes, each of which was etched with the twisted spiral emblem of the King of Yellow Clothes, trying to cause fatal damage to her while disintegrating the Nuts light element shield.

At the same time, Hastur's body began to move, tentacles proliferated, and entangled towards the King of the Celestial Clan.

"The Wrath of the Impure"—

"Get in the way! Go back to your country! Your despicable drama has begun to end!"

Turning to face, the spear turned into a meteor and returned to the hands of the God of Light.

Swing, then play.

Like the fingers of a pianist, Nutz used his exquisite skills to point the tip of his gun on every menacing attack, and the speed of his arm turned into the true speed of light, disintegrating Hastur bit by bit with a huge supernatural advantage. s attack.

The tentacles were blocked by the light wings, and the magic was eliminated by the spear.

After all, Nutz is an ancient god who is superior to Hastur. The King of Yellow Clothes is incarnated in a sealed state. It is quite good to be able to match the subjective consciousness of Nutz.If he wasn't distracted by Rope and ate the deadly artifact piercing, Hastur would probably have been entangled for at least two days.

"...the limit."

Hastur's dull pace stopped, looking unwillingly at his body that was constantly blurring from the tip of his tentacles.

She was about to be sent back to the kingdom of God, drowning in the sewage of Lake Harry under the seal of the Old God.

Lifting the hood on his head, Hastur looked up at the sky under the white mask.

Nyarlathotep's artifact was still hidden in the clouds, silent.

Please, Your Majesty Chaos.Whether it's for the gods or Rope, don't let things happen to the worst.Hastur solemnly asked Nyarlathotep, the most scheming and calculating of the Three Pillars.

There was no response from the "Glittering Trioctahedron", and it seemed that "Chaos" was determined to remain silent during this incident.

Hastur bowed her head slightly, she had done what she had to do and said, and everything after that would be left to Nyarlathotep's personal judgment.

In the world's rejection reaction, the yellow-robed king slowly faded away, hiding her gigantic stature, and returned to the kingdom of God named "Carcosa Harley Lake" by Suzu XVI. .

And Nuts, while taking a sigh of relief, came to the sky above Rope.

The young man didn't seem to have been hurt much. He fell into the dirt pit, the brown halo was still bright, but his face was a little weird.

"What the hell is this..."

Rubbing his head, Rope muttered in confusion.

It is impossible for Hastur to harm him, otherwise, with the power of the supreme wind god, let alone injury, it is estimated that he has now been smashed into two pieces, repairing himself in pain, while repelling Hastur's "disease".

But why did His Majesty Hastur attack him... It seems to be a little confused, but Rope can't figure out the most crucial point.

"It's good to be okay, mortal."

The gentle and healing voice pulled Rope back from his thoughts to reality.

He turned back and adjusted his posture in an instant, all his functions were ready to be activated at any time, and he watched the smiling gray-haired beautiful royal sister vigilantly.

It was this ancient god who defeated the mighty Hastur...

Rope couldn't bear Nutz's attitude. The guy hiding a knife in his smile was unimaginable to him. Judging a person, or even a god's heart, was the stupidest based on appearance.

"Don't be nervous, child." Nutz saw Rope's vigilance, and his voice was lowered, even more gentle as water.

"My name is Nuts. I am the god of Light.I will forgive you no matter what you did in the past, relax now, I have no ill will towards you. "

Nutz stared straight at Rope's blue pupils, and his heart that had been silent for a long time began to beat.

This, this breath of order... The power of His Majesty the "Ouroboros"! ?

The power that was too long made the Queen of the Celestial Clan a little stunned, and then there was a gratifying joy.

Didn't expect to meet you here!The caller loved by "luck" and "order"! !

PS:

Rope is now separated from the madness hell, so Nutz can't detect the traces of Cthulhu on him.

Chapter [-] Sense of Belonging

When he was asked by Norden, the "God of the Abyss" earlier, Nuts agreed in a perfunctory manner.

The council instructed her to "expel Hastur" as her primary purpose, and the rest depended entirely on her mood.

Moreover, the scope of a world is definitely not small.Apart from being as close as it is now, what His Majesty "Ouroboros" created in the very beginning cannot be discovered by any existence.To find this selected individual with insignificant power, Nuts can only check each and every one of them, which is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, which will inevitably consume countless time and energy.