The Endless Shuttle

The purple-haired girl paused and said ironically.

"...How boring."

It was hard for Rin Tosaka to imagine her relatively well-behaved sister, who was a little reticent, would actually say such things.

But the fact is right in front of her, in front of her.

"Sakura, you..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, sister."

Sakura took away the gloves covering Lingshu and revealed the red Lingshu.

"As you can see, I am also the master of this Holy Grail war. It is impossible for me to give up in order to get the Holy Grail. So, sister, do you understand?"

After finishing speaking, she coldly Garna gave the order.

"Break them down, Lancer-it doesn't matter if you kill them."

PS: The four-thousand-word chapter, I was so busy today that I didn’t want to change it, but after thinking about it, I wrote it out in the afternoon... Well, what is the picture for the New Year? I really don’t want to change it.

Chapter 31 The Night Growler, the arrogant Goddess of Ever Dark

A few minutes before Sakura and Rin met, at the center of the divided alien world, Luo Pei was watching the two evil gods let go of their hands and feet to make a fuss.

Nyogda’s "temple" had long collapsed under the pressure of the two evil gods.

The ruins of the broken wall were swallowed by the "darkness" of Nyogda, like the sea of ​​Dirac of the night angel in EVA, disappearing into an unobservable dark world. And Nyarlatotepu also released the second incarnation "Night Growler". The terrifying alien giant waved its tentacles, tearing at the darkness of Nyogda, and roaring roars shocked Lope’s eardrums. , There are countless great secret arts and magic arts that have been thrown out, and the battle has become more and more fierce.

Rope dodged the splash of acid, kicked the head of the poor insect that had flown under him, hiding behind a stone wall, feeling miserable in his heart.

He wanted to end this absurd farce, but both sides were regarded as gods who had a good relationship with him. No matter who helped him, it seemed a bit unreasonable, making Rope stuck in the middle and outside.

He watched the battlefield for a while, and asked his system mother for help.

"Acelia, come up with an idea. I think 80% of them are still warming up. If they want to fight like this, the city won't be able to keep it. Then I have to try something."

‘Hahaha, fight to death! ’Acelia doesn’t care about Rope, her tone is quite excited.

"Hey, Miss Azalea!"

‘Ah...Huh? Oh! ’

Acelia came back to her senses and smacked her lips in Rope's head very humanely, as if she had never seen it.

‘According to what I said, you can help Nyarathotep. From a human point of view, Nyokda’s personality is not very good. He is a bit irritable and impulsive. In contrast, Nyarathotep is a bit more stable. ’

"His Royal Highness Knyyogda..."

‘Then go to Mannayaratotip. Anyway, you can leave one by your side to deal with the "creating gods". Both of them are capable of doing the same, but Nyarlatotepu can be a little more proficient. ’

After that, Acelia urged Rope impatiently: ‘Hurry up, don’t hide here, go out and watch the two of them fight! ’

"...You have linked my eyes again."

‘Ah, my dear, don’t deprive me of the rare entertainment! I haven't seen "like" fights for a long time! ’

The terrible battle between Nyogda and Nyarlatotep turned into "must" in Acelia's mouth, and Rope didn't know what his expression would be if he was heard by those two. .

He didn't care about Acelia, and felt that he had to do something before the two of them destroyed Fuyuki City.

Pushing away the broken wall, the battlefield of Cthulhu once again came into view.

The incarnation of Nayako, "The Swollen Daughter," opened the paper fan that covered her face, and the fascinating hallucinations disappeared, and replaced by the real form of horror, which feeds on the human brain. She rolled a paper fan to isolate all Nyogda's acid attacks and protect the incarnation of the silver-haired girl with blue eyes.

"What a feeble slam, Your Majesty Chaos."

Nyoghada's delicate body floated in the sky, with long, fine, smooth black hair like life, blocking waves of fierce attacks from the "Night Growler".

The expression of the dark goddess is very cheerful.

"The two incarnations have been called, how long can your divine power last? I hold Rope's blood, so I can expand the kingdom within the world, but what about you? Oh, the posture of arrogance that is obviously invincible is really Ugly. Nyaratotip, great messenger, obediently become my food!"

"It's still you who should go back to the kingdom of God, the **** black slime!"

Naiazi glared at Bitong and commanded her "Night Roarer" incarnation to step back.

With a silent roar, the head of the incarnation of the "God of Blood Tongue" cracked a gap, which seemed to contain boundless chaos, absorbing everything from the mayfly in the entire atmosphere.

The magic, the souls of the dead, the broken pieces of flesh--

Everything was taken in by Nyarlatotepu, utilized, and then transformed into pure heat energy magically.

If that energy bursts out, it can even use the power of the "white horse" to scorch the entire area near the temple of Nyogda to the same level as Rope.

The opposite of darkness is light, and light and heat are the best weapons for Nyogda who lives in the kingdom of the earth. Just as she and her adoptive mother, Shabu Nicholas, would be sealed by Nutz the Winged One of Light in the Primordial Age.

But for this, the goddess Chang An sneered dismissively.

"Did you even avoid the use of magical skills? It seems that after a while, your performance will end here."

——!

The rainbow light that tore the air broke out, and the harsh indescribable noise filled the ruins.

The wood instantly turned into burnt coke, and even the heat-resistant cement melted and collapsed at high temperatures.

The attack of "Night Screamer" came to Nyogda's face almost instantly.

But before that, Nyogda had already read the divine magic that he had prepared.

"Chaos. The prototype of darkness."

Under the influence of divine art, the "darkness" underneath Nyogda's feet swept like an ocean. They overlapped each other and quickly covered Nyogda's front. While absorbing the attack of Nayazi intact, they also blocked the posture of the "Dweller of Darkness".

After about five seconds, the "darkness" dissipated.

Seeing what Nyogda looked like now, Rope finally understood why Niyazi wanted to despise her as a "slime."

A body composed of black colloidal objects, covered with scarlet pupils and sharp teeth, and Nyogda’s original girlish appearance is in the very center of the "body", only the upper body can be seen, and the rest is submerged. Among the black colloidal objects.

Such a posture is infinitely close to the body of Nyogda.

"Every time I see you like this, I think of Aberhors." Niyazi squinted his eyes. "Is it possible, Slime, your real mother is actually Aberhors?"

It's a pity that Nyazi's malicious speculation was not heard by Nyogda after all.

The ever-dark goddess has given up her senses of hearing and touch, and all that remains among the countless red pupils is the sense of fierce danger.