After walking for about an hour or so, the two finally came to Rope's villa.

"It's a long way."

"There is no house I want in the urban area, so I bought it here. Turn left and walk for five minutes, and there is a convenience store, so I don't have to travel far for daily necessities."

"It's expensive, right? My family couldn't afford a house like this before..."

Although her father was the president of the club, he didn't waste his spare money so much.

Although he vaguely knew that his boyfriend was rich, Wu Tiao Wuhui didn't expect Luo Pei to be so rich.

"Now you can, this is your future home."

Rope smiled, opened the door and pushed the wheelchair into the house.

The wheelchair was thrown at the door, and he picked up the light Wutiao Wuhui and walked to the bedroom that had been packed up a long time ago.

"I'm going to prepare tea for you to soothe the nerves, you wait for me."

"Ah."

After Ropey walked out of the bedroom, Wu Tiao Wuhui shrank down, feeling the real feeling of her boyfriend's home.

Lying here from the hospital to now is like a dream.

She turned her head subconsciously to look out the window, but a thin curtain blocked her view.

Yes, it's not that ward anymore...

Soon Rope walked in with a cup of black tea and raised Wu Tiao Wuhui's head slightly.

Holding the hot tea, the girl drank it in small sips, and the amount of a small cup could last for ten minutes.

After drinking, I don't know if it was due to the exhaustion from the long journey or some other reason, Wu Tiao Wuhui's eyes slowly closed in the distress.

She seemed to realize something, and suddenly opened her eyes to see Rope's still gentle smile

"Go to sleep."

Rope said softly: "Your lover is a person who specializes in miracles. When you wake up, the pain will be over forever. You have to go shopping with me tomorrow, I can't take so many things by myself... …”

In the whispers of her lover, the girl finally fell asleep in peace and handed everything over to Rope.

Feeling the weight of life, Rope picked up Wu Tiao Mist, who had been anesthetized with black tea blended with the power "Dream Wine", and walked into the room he had prepared.

"The next step is "summoning"..."

Rolling up his sleeves and looking at the dark green magic pattern, Ropey whispered an obscure incantation.

The person to be summoned was decided last night - Shoggoth would be more secure.

The torso of the evil god is really not a good thing. Even if he wants to come, he does not have the courage to put Wutiao fog painting in it, otherwise, when he wakes up tomorrow, there is a good chance that Rope will see a bunch of hateful pieces of meat.

The magic power of the "Lalaye Text" shone for a long time, and the air gradually became moist.

An individual is squeezed out of space.

Nightmarish black and bright body, amorphous body with unpleasant smell, squirming, flowing... with a faint shimmer.Tens of thousands of green-emitting eyes are constantly forming and disintegrating on its surface.

"Lower Servant Race" - Shoggoth.

The slave created by the highly civilized ancient family defeated its master after tens of millions of years of evolution and gained a rare freedom.

Ordinary Shoggoths do not have much wisdom, only a few of them have the ability to think, and their vitality is stronger than that of their kin.

These beings can also manipulate other Shoggoths to work for them. Mystics have named these privileged Shoggoths "Elders", and they have power and magic that rivals the "higher independent races".

And in front of Rope is a "Elder Shoggoth" with knowledge accumulated over a long life.

"Elder Jiamandaluo, please trouble you."

goo goo-

Shoggoth's shapeless body began to roll, expelling something like liquid ink jade from its body.

That is the key to Shoggoth's ability to transform the body into any nature, the essence of life.Compared with ordinary Shoggoths, the essence of life in Jamandalo is purer and brighter, which is also one of the most powerful proofs that a Shoggoth has lived for more than ten thousand years.

Rope carefully picked up the liquid ink jade and bowed his head to thank Elder Shoggoth.

"Thank you, your efforts will definitely be rewarded in the future, I swear by my name."

goo goo-

Shoggoth seemed a little tired, but it still stretched out its tentacles and gently touched the floor beside Ropey's feet to show his respect.

After Shoggoth left, Ropey held the liquid ink jade in his left hand, and the "gold" on his right hand kept converging, forming a small gold scalpel.

"Warrior" is not completely useless after his glorious retirement in this world - at least when Ropey lacks a sharp weapon, a blank blade without words is absolutely useful.

After taking off the girl's hospital clothes, the various magic patterns in the room began to emit a faint glow after Ropey injected magic power, and they were executed normally and without error.

The operation begins.

In fact, it was an operation. Rope just cut an incision in the lower abdomen of Wujo Kazuki, and then put Shoggoth's body in. The rest was just to maintain the "assimilation" of the body.

He could feel that under his control, the life essence of Shoggoth was like a bloodthirsty shark, constantly devouring the defective internal organs of Wutiao Mist, and then changing into the nature of human internal organs to make up for it.

Surprisingly long, about an hour and a half.

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