The Endless Shuttle

He is not a blind man. The more or less special feelings of the old ruler towards him are very obvious. If he does not want to play with the big tentacles in Lake Harry for the second half of his life, he will eventually become inhuman and inhuman. It's better to draw a clear line with Hasta.

Therefore, only water channels are available for Xima to choose.

About an hour later, Xema opened his eyes, with a slightly unhappy expression.

"...Hey, is it only this level? If you don't soak the water source..."

Squeezing the palm of his hand to dissipate the thin water mist entwining his body, Xima accurately sensed that his own magic power was only restored by one-third or less.

This magical power is simply not enough to release the great secret technique that is destructive to the **** of disobedience. Ordinary secret techniques can only tick the boots, and cannot pose a real threat to Loki. Moreover, for him, who possesses the "flame" priesthood, the secret technique of "Blaster" Ketugea has been removed from the candidate list by Xma early.

No matter which side has a stronger flame, as long as the burning produces high temperatures, it is an excellent tonic for the "Vulcan".

Just like Rope is undefeated when standing at sea in battle, Loki will definitely get some profit from the high temperature, which is what Xema, who is out of hunting disadvantages, tries to avoid.

Can I only use the "Human Pillar"...Xima thought a little bit distressed.

When the occultist lacks magic power in an emergency, besides natural recovery, there is another way to challenge the moral bottom line.

-Cannibalism.

Feed on the soul and flesh and blood of the same kind and transform it into magic power in the stomach.

Rope, or Xema can have no scruples about killing, but cannibalism is still slightly disgusting. Because this behavior is an official announcement to the heart that he is a "monster" excluded from humans.

Last time, with the help of the power of "the ancestor of demons" Aberjos, he swallowed the "humanoid" Wellers Lana. Although Rope's performance was very calm, at least in his heart, he It is very disgusting.

Xima, who has the same way of thinking and past memories, also knows this.

"The Nephile blood, the secret technique of Cthulhu... In the end, even the soul can no longer maintain the concept of "human"? "Xima laughed mockingly, her eyes getting firmer.

He has already made a decision.

People are a race that can grow to the peak by stepping on the bones of the same kind. In order for Loki to disappear naturally due to the separation of the world, or to solve the puzzle in a short time and find the body of Xema, he must hurry up and restore his strength in order to capture Power and accomplish tasks.

Then go eat people.

Like a real monster, like the predecessors of the occultists, like the evil **** wandering in the starry sky. Give up something in exchange for truly eternal power.

——Emotion is a gift given to mankind by the ancestors of human animals, while cruelty is a gift given to himself by mankind.

"I hope that when I "go home", the ontology can accept this fact..."

After Xma figured it out, he immediately blew his whistle, calling for the servant he had created.

Learn all about it, all about it.

Dense footsteps came from the sewers, not humans, some were light, some were heavy, monsters rushed to gather from all directions, awaiting the supreme destiny of their masters.

In a short while, the terrifying aliens came to Xma's eyes.

"A Guge giant, a Wren Plateau giant spider, two cold spiders, seven mutant mice..." Xima looked at these monsters and tapped his fingers.

"It seems that there is more filth hidden in the sewers than I thought. What attracts you must be the extraordinary sin and desire. Hope... and fear."

As Xmar expected, after a cataclysm on the ground, a lot of humans gathered in the sewers. The attraction of so many monsters eager to fear is the most powerful proof.

"..."

There was silence in the air, and the aliens couldn't use special vocal cords to utter human language, but they were all listening carefully to Xima's words.

"Yeah." Xema organized the language.

"In general, I’m afraid I’m going to interrupt your tea time. There are humans here and you can almost perceive them. My order is to bring me living humans as much as possible, half-dead, but don’t let you They got dirty with their body fluids, viruses, or other weird things, do you understand?"

If you want to eat people, it's better to be clean...

Although the monsters didn't understand very well, they understood the central idea of ​​Xema-catching human beings, and then dedicated them to the dominator.

They are not bad employees who like to sabotage their work. At the same time Xma gave orders, the monsters disappeared like the wind. I am afraid that at most half an hour, Xema’s exquisite "afternoon tea snack" will be delivered to him for him to enjoy.

After the arrangement was over, Xema sat back down again and began to think about Loki's countermeasures.

What kind of secret technique should be used to punish him?

You really have to think about it.

Chapter 176 The Recipe of Monsters

The contingency and inevitability of fate are like two-pole magnets, repelling each other and sticking together like caramel.

In the world of "fatezero", when Rope first faced the immemorial evil god, he admitted that he was one of the supporters of the "inevitability" argument. No matter how bright and beautiful the sparks are drawn by "accidental", it is only an "inevitable" process from the perspective of the high-dimensional space where the timeline can be observed after engaging in it.

But now, Xema seems to support some subtle objections to his own ontological arguments.

"I remember...Didn't you go home."

Xima sat on the rock, tilted his head and looked at the dozen or so humans who had just taken refuge in the sewers surrounded by indescribable monsters.

To be precise, it was the brown-haired girl who stayed with a middle-aged man and a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

——Sena Atem.

The person who signed the ancient sacred "mentorship contract" with Xema.

However, before the start of the "corruption ritual", he had clearly let her go home, and now she should stay at home shivering...Why did she appear in the sewer? !

The Goddess of Destiny is really a **** that always gives people a sense of freshness.

"Is the sewer fun? Or do the monsters around you look very kind?"

Xema sighed and waved back the aliens who were still waiting around.

"Girl, you should be fortunate. It's because I gave you the emblem of the King of Yellow Clothes earlier, otherwise 80% of disobedient children like you have entered the monster's stomach and digested into feces... Oh hoo. It's rude, I am now I'm not in a good mood, so please forgive me for the improper use of words."

As the target of Xema's words, Senna just lowered her head and let the shadow of her bangs cover her eyes, and did not answer her "dear" master directly.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a little dust on his shirt stood up from the ground.

Although the escape along the way made this man look a little tired, it was obviously inconsistent with the current situation. His facial features were full of alternative fanaticism-like a fanatic.

He excitedly shouted to Xema.

"Are you selected too?!"

"...Huh?" Xema was a little dazed.

The middle-aged man is obviously already addicted to his own world, his hands are constantly drawing the cross on his chest, and he is muttering incomprehensible words.