The Endless Shuttle

"So I decided that after this, I will overwrite the contract to my senior brother Luo Pei, who will replace me and complete the work of teaching you the secret technique."

-Language is an art.

Only by proficient in this art can we see the deeper essence.

That is a lie.

A lie that cannot be debunked is the truth, the truth, and the magical power that can change human thinking and beliefs.

It can avoid hatred and make people benefit from it. As long as the lie is true enough and perfect enough, as long as the creature that can communicate will be dominated by it.

From the time he came out of the orphanage to the time he fell into despair, Rope learned this way after practice.

Chapter 200 The Return of the Double

Senna hated more than grateful for her master Xema.

But this kind of emotion, along with the safety of her family and future food and clothing, has slowly eased along the way. Until now, most of her views on Xima are greedy and gloomy.

However, no matter what kind of thoughts this little girl in Northern Europe has, she has no right to speak about her own position and disposal.

Who makes her weak?

After being notified of her future affiliation, she was picked up by her master and thrown out the door directly.

The black-haired occultist only left a cold word like "Go downstairs and wait, I don't need you to see me off in the end", and closed the door with a bang, as if he couldn't wait to face it. Same as death.

Sena knelt down on the carpet in the corridor, staring at the wooden door of the hotel with a complicated expression.

Her master, even at the end of her life, was so crisp and unobtrusive... She remembered all the things in Avista, and couldn't help but clenched her palms.

No matter how terrible things happen again, she must firmly hold her power in her palms this time. In that way, you can be happy forever.

Standing up, patted her short skirt, Senna walked downstairs without looking back.

...

In the room separated by only one wall, Rope had already collapsed on the sofa with a smile when Xema closed the door.

If it weren't for the excellent sound insulation of this hotel, I am afraid that even Sena outside the door would have heard it-that was a very harsh laugh for Xma.

"Is it fun to laugh at yourself?!"

He threw the scarf on the table irritably, sipping black tea, not at all the gentleness and coldness in front of Senna.

From within Xma's open clothes, the rotten flesh had long since recovered.

For the occultist who mastered the "Book of the Necromancer", the physical destruction is just a real blindfold, and the manipulation and transformation of flesh and blood is what it is best at.

"Puff ha ha ha, I'm sorry. It's so interesting to see myself lying, I really can't help...Puff. "My body is already on the verge of collapse." If you are going to break down as a stand-in, isn't my body already over? "

"Shut up."

Xma looked at the body with a headache, and not only asked herself—Is Rope's previous personality so bad?

Probably there is.

"ok, ok, I got it."

That's it for the joke, and now we're going to get into business.

Luo Pei tidyed up his clothes, and asked Xma with a narrow smile.

"Do you want to come back now? Or play another world in this Huahua World."

"Immediately, now!"

There was a hint of urgency in Xima's voice.

In Avista, there were only two things in the occultist's mind. One is "Kill Loki", and the other is "Go Home".

He has been waiting for too long.

If there is no body, there is no value for existence.

"Really incomprehensible guy."

Rope shook his head and poured black tea for himself-to be honest, he actually wanted to drink Coke, but it is almost impossible for such a civilian drink to appear in high-end hotels.

"In the other novels I have read, once you gain self-awareness, you will usually be hostile to the ontology, and then you can’t wait to replace it..."

"Are you doubting me?"

"no."

Rope sighed as he looked at the rippled tea cup.

"If you want to have one more "friend" who knows the bottom line, it doesn't matter if this "friend" has the same thoughts as yourself...probably that's what it means. "

From before to now, he was the only "friend" he could say about everything, Acelia.

"impossible."

Xma understands Lope's feelings, but he still pours cold water on his body.

"Our split is based on the divine arts of the two old rulers Roygel and Zal. Once that divine power is exhausted, what should it look like?"

"I know... forget it."

Rope was silent for a while, let out a long sigh of relief, and then put on a smile again.

"Anyway, congratulations on your completion of the mission Xma. Use mystery and limited magic to fight the gods. Honestly speaking, without the system, you can solve Loki beyond expectation."

Of course Rope knows how powerful the title is.

But Xmar didn't get these, and still killed Loki, the **** of incompliance, which was enough to prove the uniqueness of Cthulhu's secret technique.

"It's very dangerous in the decisive battle. However, it is possible to construct an enchantment that attracts Loki, thanks to the artifact of His Majesty Nyarlatotepu."

Xima stretched out his hand, and countless twists and turns formed a strange cube in his hand.

"Chaos" Nyarlatotepu's symbolic thing-the shining tri-octahedron.

On the way back, this artifact seemed to have the ability to recognize the master, and took the initiative to fly into Xima's hands. If it weren't for this thing, it would probably take a lot of work to construct the Avosta Great Enchantment.

"Ontology, when did you put this thing into my body?" he asked.

"No, I never let go of this thing."