The Endless Shuttle

In the primitive Congolese religion two thousand years ago, it was the master of swamps and forests, a ferocious and cruel cannibal god.

It uses disease as its authority, forests as its territory, and rules all living things in it. Whenever people try to enter the forest to hunt, it is necessary for a priest to worship the neem tree, one of its symbols, three days in advance, day and night, in order to ask the "master of the forest" to forgive the offenses made for survival, otherwise there will be disasters. Earl descended. Today, there are still small religious groups that worship it in remote areas of the Congo.

The incarnation of Nyarlatotep-Ahtu, the "Cursed Forest".

Although both are the incarnations of Nyarlatotepu, the goddess who should only appear in the forest is obviously not the petite silver-haired girl that Rope embraced in the first place.

"...Your Majesty, I don't think this is an April Fool's Day joke, right?"

He watched cautiously at the "Deep Forest Curse" and tried to awaken Nyarlatotepu's language ability.

Slowly, the monster's activities stopped, and his sightless appearance turned around.

Two or three golden tentacles grew and elongated, and Atu stretched out its only organ for exploring the outside world, touching Rope's shoulders and arms. During this period, all kinds of strange flowers and branches grew from the walls of the corridor, exuding a psychedelic fragrance.

Something is wrong, Niya's state is very wrong.

Luo Pei frowned and pushed away Atu's tentacles, gently placed the unconscious girl with two ponytails in the corner, and then walked towards the monster who is also known as the Lord of the Jungle.

As he walked, he drew a blasphemous spell in the air, temporarily dividing the second floor as a barrier.

——Rope didn't plan to let Altria and Silent know about Nyarlatotep's situation.

Strange, it should be one of the incarnations of cruel and violent violent in front of the black-haired youth.

Not only ignoring Rope's secret technique, the appetite of Tosaka Rin's nausea disappeared, and the three mouths snorted.

"What's wrong with you?"

"..."

Atu didn't answer, it seems that this incarnation of Niya doesn't have the ability of human language.

Its body shape changed, and after a while, it stepped aside and blocked the way of the door, as if it wanted Rope to see the situation in the room clearly.

Luo Pei looked at the vacated position.

In the ordinary room, most of the original furniture seemed to have been smashed by heavy objects and turned into fragments lying on the ground. And the silver-haired girl who belongs here, Miss Nyaratotip is shrinking in pain, her beautiful face twisted.

"Nayako...?"

"Aha..."

Nayazi raised her head weakly, and looked at Luo Pei who quickly came to her, pulling out a reluctant smile.

"Atu is the incarnation of self-discipline, and will prey when I am weak...Although it is an empty shell, it still causes little trouble for Rope?"

The girl's voice was weaker than ever before, and Rope had never heard Nayazi speak in such a low voice, as if it was possible to dissipate a little louder.

"It's not a big deal."

Luo Pei gently hugged Naiyazi, letting her lean on the quilt more comfortably.

"Sleep should repair the strength you spent in the battle with His Royal Highness. Why are you so weak?"

"The hidden link of divine power was torn by Norden..."

Even if she is weak, the silver-haired girl still has anger in her eyes when she mentions the name.

It should be said that bad luck, or premeditated.

"The God of the Abyss" Norden, one of the oldest ancient gods. This scheming deity, while monitoring one of the lords of the Dreamland, Atlas Nakeya and his dark compatriots, cast part of his sight on Nyarlatotepu, who was wandering in the chaotic sea, on a whim.

And it just so happened that that was the time when Nyarlatotepu was ready to send divine power to the incarnation of the world.

After that, even though the incarnation of Nia was not exposed with the help of Yug Sotos, when the "God of the Abyss" increased her concentration, Naako didn't even want to draw power from her body. Norden does not allow it to do anything that tends to harm the world.

Nayazi raised his head, looking at Lopez with emerald eyes.

"Sorry, Apei, even if I don’t want your help this time... please share your blood with me. I have to do the same thing as Nyogda. If this continues, this incarnation will not be able to sustain it. living."

A simple incarnation of divine power can do more, but after drawing Rope's blood, it will gain world adaptability.

Although both have no pressure on the "god-making ritual", if the latter is adopted, under the special arrival of Nyarlatotepu and Nyogda, some small movements may not be able to play.

-Helpless move.

"OK."

Rope nodded without hesitation.

If Naiazi disappears, his fiefdom is almost the same as failing. For this purpose, Rope can spare no effort to help Naiazi.

He handed his wrist to Naako, who immediately bit it.

Taking the powerful blood of the Philistine and the resident certificate of the world, following Nayazi's small mouth, it continuously flows to her body, gradually transforming the silver-haired girl from a divinely condensed incarnation into a real existence with flesh and blood.

About five minutes or so, when Luo Pei started to feel dizzy, Niyako let go of her mouth.

At this time, the girl's complexion can clearly be seen that he has recovered a lot, and even the "wood curse" Atu outside the house has inadvertently disappeared. It is naturally useless to relieve the weak state, and it is impossible for Niyako to keep an avatar to share his strength for nothing.

"...Hateful fellow!" Nai Yazi muttered in a low voice fiercely.

Originally because of Nyogda’s big mouth, Rope was suspicious, but now Norden’s hand undoubtedly extinguished Niyazi’s last fire, and the ambition of "chaos eroding the core of the world" completely ceased to exist.

This is the greatest sorrow of the old rulers now.

No matter how powerful they are, how great they were in the Primordial Era, the loser is the loser and can only live a life of being watched.

This is also the reason why the evil gods are so eager for Rope. They are eager to get another chance, a chance to drink the blood of the ancient gods.

The winner cannot always stand at the top.

Chapter 62: The Great Mystery’s Asylum, The Aftermath of Fear

Rope moved his wrist, and the dizziness of excessive blood loss made him uncomfortable.

With such a large amount of blood drawn, his regenerative ability is somewhat overwhelming.

"Is that all right?"

Feeling a distinctly different sensation from the incarnation of pure divine power, Niyako curled his lips insignificantly.

But this was in front of Ropey. Her expression didn't last for a moment, and she immediately changed into a bright smile, and gestured at Ropeby with a "V".

"Resurrection~Resurrection~Sure enough, when it is critical, Little Rope is the most reliable!"

"...Since there is a probability of such a disorder, you should ask me for blood at the very beginning."