The Endless Shuttle

He closed his eyes and squirmed his lips, as if chanting some impure prayer.

And Jiuyuan Asuka was pressed in front of the obsidian idol, clenching her silver teeth, and bowing her head unwillingly.

"Acura filthy poet, the most loyal servant of the father of the demons, Philip Lovecraft... Your contracting family offers the most precious sacrifice to the father of the demons. Please follow the contract and execute it... …"

Chapter 138 The Evil and Terrifying Coming

Jiuyuan Asuka was forced to kneel on the ground by an unresistible force, the gravel stings his knees, and his thin socks could not provide protection at all. What echoed in my ears were the prayers murmured by the frenzied grandfather, in Japanese, English, and even some ancient Native American languages.

In this desperate situation, the girl suddenly felt a little amused in her heart.

It is ridiculous that she was expecting to fly freely like a real bird not long ago, but in the end she was just a bird in a cage, about to die in such a dark cave in an inexplicable manner.

Fortunately, at the end, she was able to witness the fantasy with her own eyes, knowing that there was not only one special existence in this world, but also a dream fulfilled.

Jiuyuan Asuka forcibly raised his head and stared at the extraordinarily tall obsidian statue in front of him.

The distortion that gives people physical discomfort is getting worse, as if there is some great will linking to this time and space through prayers.

She began to think about how she would be sacrificed by her grandfather.

Is it just like summoning the devil in the legend, slashing her neck and using the fragrant blood of the virgin as a guide?

If this is the case, it would be great, which means she doesn't have to suffer terrible torture.

But the two women who suppressed her did not hold knives in their hands, which made Jiuyuan Asuka a little regretful.

A girl can look directly at death bravely, but fear the endless suffering that life is worse than death.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she looked at the two women wearing head coverings, and the girl tried to negotiate in a low voice in a pretentiously relaxed tone.

"Although I don't have hope, but... if you help me escape here, I can pay any price, including making you humans in one fell swoop and living a life of absolute prosperity and happiness."

Of course, the two women did not answer Jiu Yuan Asuka.

It is like a puppet, like a human figure, without any breath that can be called a "human".

"Heh, I know that with the prudence of the old man Jiuyuan Maki, it is impossible to leave such an important matter to ordinary humans..."

Jiuyuan Asuka sighed as if admitting his fate.

As the grandfather's prayers proceeded, the stone statues in front of them began to change.

The hard obsidian was reshaped like soft clay, turning into a throne-like thing.

The two women did not hesitate, lifted the arm of Jiuyuan Asuka, and forced her to rest on the stone seat.

"Oh! I can feel that the goddess is attracted...I can feel it!"

Jiuyuan Maki's turbid eyes bloomed, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He pushed the wheelchair, slowly narrowed the distance from the stone statue, and stretched out his hands toward the stone statue like a begging.

"Please come to your will, the writer of history, the distortion of mythology, to the goddess of hope and despair of the long-lasting race..."

In the next instant, Jiuyuan Asuka wondered if it was her own auditory hallucinations, and an indifferent female voice resounded in the grotto.

"The lingua is certain... the prototype of the head of the gods from the Far East... The demigod of the majesty and the savior... is the object the master wants..."

The storm is generated in a fully enclosed grotto.

The dark turbid wind gathered in the center, and every cell of Jiuyuan Asuka was screaming. The creatures could instinctively make her tremble all over, fearful of the terrible existence that has not yet appeared.

And Jiu Yuan Maki is even more excited.

"It's a success! It's a success! After a long time, the family sacrifice of the Jiuyuan family finally succeeded! I can realize my wish! I will live forever and stand at the top of this country and the top of the world again!"

The violent wind gradually revealed a humanoid posture.

Jiuyuan Asuka looked anxiously at the existence that had a human posture, but was far from a human being.

A woman in an old suit stands quietly in place.

She held a wordless book with a dark green cover in her right hand, her face expressionless, and her whole body exuded a melancholy and gloomy atmosphere.

Is this the devil? Will she become a Chinese meal for the woman in front of her?

"Ah! Goddess Philip!"

Regardless of his sickness, his old and rotten body, Jiuyuan Maki just relied on perseverance to leave the wheelchair and lay down on the ground to show respect.

"I knew that the ancestors would never leave a false inheritance! Using the direct blood heirs of the Jiuyuan family as a sacrifice is indeed the most correct choice!"

"Jiuyuan family? Oh... you are the offspring of that man."

The goddess asked casually in a tone as if she was not awake.

Jiu Yuan nodded eagerly.

"That's right! I am the direct blood relative of the family you have contracted with! The eighth generation of Jiuyuan Patriarch Jiuyuan Maaki! The person who successfully offered sacrifices! Please give me the power I wish to use as the contract says!"

"...Have I promised this matter?"

Philip's question caused the head of the Jiuyuan family to raise his throat.

Fortunately, before he could emphasize, the goddess quickly remembered that she had contracted with the first generation of Jiuyuan's family.

"It seems to have promised."

Philip looked at the skinny old man and waved his hand rather bored.

"I am a servant created by the master, and everything I should do to imitate the master. Since it is a promised good thing, I will naturally realize your wish. Come on, speak out your insignificant and pitiful desires."

"Please give me an immortal life!"

Jiu Yuan Maki said his biggest obsession since he was old.

As the saying goes, there is a big horror between life and death, no matter how high-spirited, majestic and decent, Jiu Yuan, when he was young, will change drastically in the face of death.

"I am not old or dead? Is this your greatest desire?"

The corners of Philip's mouth raised slightly, as if mocking the insignificance of Jiu Yuan Maki.

But the old man obviously can't manage that much.

"Yes, all I want is this! Please be merciful!"

"easy."