The Endless Shuttle

After seeing each other in 1,500 years, Rope was not as arrogant and rude as he had been crowned a demigod. He still bowed his head with respect to the king in the torn yellow coat, observing the etiquette.

The solidified air gradually resumed its flow.

Hasta took off his hood and took off the faceless white mask on his face, revealing the familiar look of a blonde girl.

She approached and looked up at the black-haired young man, stretched out her delicate jade hands like works of art, gently stroked both sides of Luo Pei's cheeks, and made soft words in her mouth.

"My caller, my Rope... The most beautiful opera on Lake Harry can't match the light of your soul. It fascinates me and makes me greedy. I never feel that the millennium is so long, when I meet again. This makes my dead soul feel happy."

"I will never forget your love, Your Majesty Hasta."

Rope smiled in response to Hasta's affectionateness, took her hands from her face, and kissed the back of Hasta's hand lightly.

The tentacles under the yellow king's robe kept shortening, and the mimicry became the girl's smooth feet.

Hasta still cares so much about Rope's feelings, even if the other party has been crowned a demigod, he also cares about Rope's aesthetics.

"Have you encountered any trouble?"

Hasta asked cheerfully.

"No problem, Hasta has already responded to the call. No matter what kind of trouble it is, I will help Rope solve it for you..."

"Uh... Actually, there is no trouble."

Luo Pei smiled and scratched his cheek.

"I just want to have a chat with Your Majesty Hasta... I'm really sorry to have you incarnate here for such a small matter."

"Ha, Your Majesty Hasta!"

Disharmonious voices entered the ears of the king of yellow clothes.

Hasta shook unnaturally, using her worm-shaped pupils to slowly move, looking at Abel, who was kneeling on the ground behind her and weeping bitterly.

"Finally, I finally see you!"

There is nothing more exciting than the appearance of God before her followers.

Studying the knowledge of "The King of Yellow Clothes", Abel has long been a complete Hasta believer.

But his joy lasted less than two seconds.

Under Hasta's displeased gaze, Abel's body gradually collapsed and degenerated, and finally turned into a black mud that could not even hold a human form.

This terrifying and unknown power made Gada, who was just about to congratulate him, swallowed his words and sat down honestly as a transparent person.

Even though she had become a occultist, it was only at this moment that she truly experienced the horror of those indescribable evil gods in the starry sky.

It's like human children crushing ants to death meaninglessly. For this group of greats, there is not much difference between the true ancestor and the ants.

"Rope doesn't need to say such a thing." Hasta hung up a smile again: "Your call is the top priority. Whether it's a chat or asking me to give you strength, it's all brought about by this event. Additional products."

"You are too lenient..."

"Only Rope, you can get my love and forgiveness."

Hasta turned his head, looked at the surroundings, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Compared to this well-decorated opera house, I am happiest, Rope, that you can spend so much thought on my coming. About Nyaratotip, Ketugya, and Cthulhu. I heard that, Rope, you'd better be more cautious. Those guys' goals are not simple."

Hearing this, Rope raised his brows.

The Cthulhu's purpose is not pure, he certainly knows, and sometimes it may not be a good thing to be too simple.

Just like now, the greed and love in Hastana's eyes.

But it was enough to be clear in his heart, Rope couldn't be foolish to say so straightforwardly. To solve Hasta's problem, he has to be tactful.

"I understand very well."

Rope made a please gesture and smiled.

"It would be too disrespectful to talk to you at such an altar. Please come with me. I will accompany you all the way to the end of your journey in this world."

"Rope, you have grown..."

Hasta affectionately took the hand of the dark-haired young man.

"Excessive etiquette represents alienation. I don't like the way you talk, Rope, now. Be more comfortable. You who met me in that world and you who used me as a prop are more in line with my heart."

"...Aren't you digging into my dark history?"

"Ah."

The blonde girl chuckled.

"You don't need to be with you all the way, you have your own things and interests, and I will also look for fun that will not affect you."

Although it was not the first time to face Hasta, Rope stayed beside this evil god, with a sense of ease that other evil gods could not match.

The king of yellow clothes will consider him wholeheartedly.

If not to mention the somewhat terrifying ultimate goal, Hasta is the old ruler who is most willing to get close to Rope.

"I'll introduce it to you." Luo Pei pointed to Gada in the audience.

"This is Gada, is it my "disciple" on the path of my occultist. Please don't be stingy with kindness, and give her a little bit. "

Gada would dare to stand up and salute with her long skirt.

"Have seen the great master of the deep sky star sea, His Majesty Hasta the unspeakable."

"Um."

The blonde girl nodded faintly, agreeing with Gada's existence.

"Your vision is much higher this time. Compared to your apprentice in that world, this apprentice's first meeting made me more satisfied."

"Gada itself is not an ordinary human being, but the true ancestor of vampires... Although it may be no different to you, the experience of the two is not the same after all."

"Just happy."

Hasta stretched out his hand, the subtle divine light shining.

In a daze, Luo Pei and Gada stood in a clearing.

"I like this altar very much. It's also a gift from Rope, so I will accept it." Hasta said, "You don't plan to live here with me, so hurry up and bring it. I'll go to your resident, no matter what kind of topic, I will take it with joy."