The Endless Shuttle

An evil god, helping ordinary humans.

It seems that this is the first time in Hasta's long life. If it reaches the ears of her dead enemy Cthulhu, it is estimated that it will be laughed at for at least a thousand years.

But she did it anyway, for her most beloved Rope.

"Lifted."

Hasta squinted and said to Senna. "The occultist who dared to ask me, female, you are the first in tens of thousands of years, thank your master in your heart, or you will only be worthy of feeding my servant based on what you just did."

"Thanks, thank you."

Seeing the tumbling brother stopped, Senna let out a long sigh of relief.

Compared to her master, the beautiful girl in front of her puts more pressure on Senna, just like two creatures of different dimensions.

"The time for the gift is over. Get me back and catch the four humans right away. The "actors" must be in place in advance. "

The blond girl ordered.

"The first one peels off the skin, the second removes the eyes, the third cuts off the left hand, and the fourth removes all the internal organs. All must be alive, men and women as you like."

In Hasta's voice, Senna finally realized.

Her despair has just begun.

Chapter 165: Hasta and Senna

Hasta has always advocated simple and clear problem solving methods.

When she gave the order, Senna seemed to be held in place by a nail, and when she was reluctant to move, the supreme Fengshen finally got a little annoyed.

"Can't you understand my language? Stupid!"

Her eyes were very dangerous, her murderous aura almost solidified the surrounding air, and snow appeared in a physical sense.

"Now, immediately, take action for me. My patience is very limited... It's absurd. It's really stupid to have a trainee occultist. It's decided. You won't want to get a response from the "King of Yellow Clothes" in your future prayers. Anything about My secret skills will double the cost! "

Can't kill Senna, but Hasta still has the right to express his likes and dislikes.

"But, but..."

Sena's anxious tears were about to come out.

"I can't do it! I can't kill four people or anything, either physically or mentally! I was forced by the master just now...why do I want to..."

Because of vomiting along the way, her mind and body are now almost reaching their double limits. If you don't take a good rest, you might end up with any mental illness.

Now Hasta's order is still a bit difficult for a girl who has just come into contact with this world. Don't talk about four people now, even if she faces a girl of the same age, she can't subdue it.

But Cthulhu doesn't care about this. Originally, every occultist's spirit will be more or less abnormal. The saying "the price of power" is valid no matter what world it is.

"Trash. I don't even have the qualifications to become a subordinate."

For the first time, an expression of disgust appeared on Hasta's beautiful face.

Ignorance and indifference does not mean that Cthulhu will forgive the incompetent, especially the occultists who draw power from them.

"As a human being, it is worthless. Even after becoming a occultist, he can't work for me and Rope. Why does Xma accept you as an apprentice? Isn't his thinking the same as Rope? Or simply ignore the spiritual erosion "Hasta stretched out her white jade fingers, grabbed Senna's neck tightly and lifted her up.

"Hmm..." Sena whimpered in pain, unable to resist the strength of the blonde girl.

"There is no difference between you and the "food" I just ate in my stomach. "Hasta said coldly. "No, you are more **** than them." They can also contribute to the chaos, but you escaped the great sacrifice because of your master's shelter. It disgusts me. "

Bang.

Senna was thrown out by Hasta backhanded and smashed with her brother Raven.

"Ahem..."

"Go away with your blood, I hope he can escape the "corruption ritual" choice. "

Hasta looked at her one last time. "If there is something like "destiny" that allows me to meet you, then this time should be your chance to show. Please please me and serve me. My vocation as a occultist is to wait for the old ruler to serve. It's a shame that you didn't seize the opportunity. Even the name doesn't deserve to be known to me, Lope's disciple. "

Divine power was fermenting, and beside Hasta, the blonde girl appeared in a yellow hooded robe with a weird illusion of the lower limbs of an octopus. In the end, the illusion overlapped with her, transforming into the incarnation of the evil **** that stunned the starry sky-"The King of Yellow Clothes."

At the same time, the environment around Hasta will inevitably change. The Pleiades increased by sixteen, and the scene of the Kingdom of Hasta eroded this independent small world, just like the time at the Einzbern Castle in the Moon World.

Desperate and wild scene.

"Increase the energy supply, the time in the real world is only twelve hours... mention the **** of Persia!"

Putting on a soft human skin mask to hide her delicate face, Hasta's voice began to become deep and hoarse.

"I still want to meet Rope, I don't have enough time..." Muttered in a low voice, Hasta's arms and legs began to move toward the next street, where the crowds were the most.

For opera, it would be boring to have only one audience.

"...Why?" Sitting on the ground, Sena's bangs shaded her eyes and whispered.

"Um?"

Hasta turned his head and looked at the sounding humanoid garbage.

"Obviously I am just an ordinary female high school student, living the life that I should have at the age of seventeen... My family is neither luxurious nor miserable. I deserve to enjoy a happy family... Why do I have to be you monsters! !!!"

Depressed, and then erupted, Senna's tears came out, and she roared and questioned the evil **** in front of her.

She knew that the outcome of doing so was likely to lead to death. But the emotion surging in her chest made the girl have to do this.

If she vented it, her mind would go crazy.

"Whether it's being kidnapped by a gangster and almost being **** by a strong woman! Or the horror of those who absolutely don't want to experience a second time! There are six billion humans in the world, why is it me! Are gods such unfair existences! Monsters! Tell me Ah! Or use your evil power to kill me!!!"

Unfairness is a source of resentment.

Senna Atem should have enjoyed a delicious dinner at home, and looked forward to seeing her classmates the next day and enjoying her youth. But an accident completely pulled her life trajectory off track.

It was already the limit, she had had enough.

"Why? God's injustice?"

Hasta chewed on the word as if he had heard the funniest joke of the century.

She moved her arms and feet and walked back to Sena again, looking down at the mortal in front of her who was emotionally broken.

"Good courage, rubbish." One of her tentacles lifted up and pressed Senna's head firmly on the cement board. The latter's forehead was even worn and blood was leaked out.

"Hmm..." It hurts, but even so Senna still stubbornly refused to make a sound, just bit her lip and silently endured it.