The Endless Shuttle

"big sister?"

The boy's eyes became desperate, followed by hysterical madness.

"Beast! Female cousins! You are all monsters! What heroes are you talking about! You are just a murderer! Even in the deepest part of hell, there will be no place for you in the hot oil pot! You are destined to fall to the deepest point. The blame..."

He has no chance to speak out the remaining curses.

Sena's knife was very sharp, and she cut the boy's throat with almost no obstacle, and the high-pressure blood sprayed the girl all over, turning her into both coquettish and cruel.

"Teacher... do you want to use this corpse to summon a monster?" She looked at the formation behind her, her eyes gray. "You told me to paint without a single mistake. I was a good art student in school."

Sena Atem took her first step to become an occultist.

"Perfekt (perfect)!"

Xma uttered a compliment in Swedish, and he looked at Senna kindly, as relieved as seeing a child growing up.

"You don’t need Miss Hero at all. Enjoy your sense of accomplishment. Save a hero of 1,400 people. You have officially graduated from the preparatory camp. When I finish my work, I will officially teach you the secrets you didn’t pass on. text". "

Looking at his watch, it was almost the scheduled time, and Xema went to complete the most critical link.

He said with satisfaction.

"My disciple, I am really happy to be a teacher, so as a special case, I will give you free time today. Go back and see your mother and father... Oh yes, just in case, I will give you this." Ma lightly touched Sena's eyebrows and carved the emblem of the king of yellow clothes sacrificed for her.

In this way, the following alien frenzy will not be killed by the monsters by mistake.

"I wish you a happy meeting today." Xima smiled and blessed.

He tidied his clothes and walked out the door quickly.

Senna Atem was left standing alone, looking at the body of the cold boy.

Finally, she shrank in the corner, hugged her legs, and weeped from the dry corners of her eyes.

"sorry……"

PS1: Sena. Weimiya Kirisu. Atem (comical)

PS2: The long-lost second watch...I'm going to use my strength after the Chinese New Year, huh. (Serious face)

PS3: Automatically click ‘X’ if the plot is unsuitable, so there is no need to comment in the book review area. What I wrote is the protagonist of chaos and evil. Choosing the Cthulhu system is destined to miss goodness.

Chapter 162 Welcome back, old friend

Walking out of the stronghold of the magic association, Xima did not choose to return to the hotel the same way, but "wandered" on the street.

Liliana has been scammed out of this town by him, and even the members of the Bronze Black Cross have also been taken out, in the name of "the magic association of other Nordic countries", so he can let go of his hands and feet after a long absence. You don't need to worry about anyone at all, and use your own terrorist plan.

Take a deep breath, it is the fragrance of freedom.

"The local population is 50,000, and the tourist population is 20,000. Swedes, British, Americans, Germans, Chinese... a grand ceremony of 70,000 people in total..."

The corners of Xema's mouth split open, and he sneered bitterly.

"This "gift" is too wasteful for someone you don't know! "

There are only so few old dominators who have maintained good relations with Rope. The attitude is unknown, it seems that Cthulhu, the "sleeping god", who seems to have some kind of abacus, the silent "king of yellow clothes" Hasta, the "polluter" Igoronak who likes banned books, and one of the three pillar gods. "Chaos" Nyarlatotep.

"Well, it's Hasta..." After considering it for a while, finally made a decision.

The power of the secondary old rulers is not enough. However, Nyarlatotepu's power is too great to attract the attention of the ancient gods, so after all, only the evil gods of the "Chaotic Four Elements" class are left.

Coupled with having used Hasta's power more than once before, she was the most ideal choice.

"After all, the body seems to owe Hasta a sacrifice in "Fatezero"..."

Cosma stroked her chin.

"Forget it... I'll pay him back by the way this time, so as not to make the evil **** unhappy with words and unbelief."

Walking in the crowd in this way, Xima's right hand passed through the black clothes on her body, and directly reached into her body, from which she took out the supreme artifact, "the shining trio-octahedron."

Almost no one sees this kind of weird thing, even if someone scans it inadvertently, he will think that his eyes are dazzling, so he doesn't think too much about it.

Human beings are like this, stubbornly and arrogantly believing in their common sense, denying incomprehensible abnormalities.

I don’t know how many lives will be lost after Xmar’s expansion of the "other world"? He is quite expecting this.

"Just use this as the core..."

Looking up, Xima looked at the towering iron tower.

That is the TV tower of Avosta. Although it is completely incomparable with the world-famous Eiffel Tower, it is the highest place in this town anyway. Travel, sightseeing, confession, night gatherings of students, almost all romantic things you can think of have happened on this tower, and the locals of Avosta have a special affection for it.

But now, this iron tower will open the biggest and worst event in human history.

Are you ready...Xima glanced at the sky again, and the original clouds had been intermittently, and a mysterious rainbow appeared, which was the visual afterimage of the over-expansion of the stars.

——Let’s start!

"Sorry, an adult ticket." At the gate of the tower, Xema said coldly.

"Give you."

The ticket seller is an old man who speaks vaguely Swedish. Judging from his burgundy nose, he must have not drunk less last night.

"Thank you." Xmar asked casually after passing the money. "It looks like this tower is a few years old. From a structural point of view, is his drainage facilities okay?"

The old man was a little surprised, few people talked to him in the past.

He pulled down the heavy beer bottle glasses and looked at Xema carefully.

"College students? A graduation thesis for urban construction?"

"almost."

"Ha." The old hair sighed proudly. "Aversta's drainage equipment has always been ranked in the top several places in Sweden. You really chose the right place for your site visit." He pointed to the feet of Ksma. "Young man, under your feet, there is the largest cluster of water pipes in the town. It is densely packed. If you want to watch it up close, I suggest you find the Municipal Council over there. Maybe they will open the door of the lower gutter for you. "

"Thank you, it's enough." Xema repeated.

"Completely enough."

Yes, enough.

As the place where the water magic enchantment was cast, Xema didn't even have to deliberately portray the spells of those mortals, but simply guided it to create a high-quality magic workshop.

The people in the tower, let’s treat it as Hasta’s appetizer first...