The Endless Shuttle

His eyes hurt, he hugged his daughter's left hand tightly, and whispered in her ear.

"Sena wakes up and Dad knows that you are uncomfortable now. But in this **** situation, living is the most important thing, that is no longer your mother. From here, I will hold this monster, You quickly take your brother away and leave this town as you said."

Even Norman himself didn't know what kind of mood he used to say such calm words.

The only certainty is that I am afraid I will die forever in a few minutes, or ten minutes later, right? Being killed by his own wife, this kind of death is really miserable.

Knowing that this kind of monster that is impossible in reality will appear, it is better to go to church and pray more so that you can ascend to heaven... Ordinary men think so.

"……enough."

"What?" Norman couldn't help subconsciously asking when he heard his daughter's murmur.

"I said it's enough!"

Sena broke away from her father's arm and stared at the monster in front of her with both eyes.

Psychology is a wonderful thing. After Xmar’s induction, Hasta’s arrogant notification, and her dearest relatives turned into monsters in front of her, Senna Atem’s heart was almost devastated. Kong, even the brilliance in his eyes disappeared and turned into a bottomless black.

——She is broken.

"If that guy is right, you can leave me. Go back to the room. You are not allowed to come out without my order."

Senna said inexplicable words, leaving Norman completely confused.

But the strange thing is that after Senna said these words, the head of the deep diver in front of him moved forward, as if sniffing this in the air.

Then Norman clearly saw the fear in the pair of fish eyes.

Strong, humble, fearful--

She smelled the "smell" of Sena, and Hasta's emblem was lodged in the body of the human girl in front of her.

The same primitive sublime as Cthulhu, the "God of Deep Diver", the murlocs couldn't resist the suppression of this nature at all, and uttered a faint chirp, as if to please Senna.

Her hind legs trembled, and it took her a few seconds to retreat into the room, and she huddled in the corner of the wall without daring to move.

——Priests are the spokespersons of the gods, and those who possess the emblem are favored by the gods.

Therefore, in the simple thinking circuit of the deep diver, at this time she is obeying the orders of the "king of yellow clothes".

"this and that……"

For a while, Norman's brain was not enough, and he stared at everything in front of him with his mouth open.

Incomprehensible, completely incomprehensible.

What method did her daughter who was still in high school use to subdue this seemingly fierce monster?

Norman didn't know, but he used a father's instinct to discover Senna's anomaly.

In an instant, Sena gave him the same feeling as the fish-like monster!

"Understand now, Dad."

The brown-haired girl sat on the stairs and said in a harsh voice.

"As you said yourself, leave here, this town—Aversta is already hell. Take Brother Raven and leave."

"……What about you?"

"I'm going to save everything." Sena stood up. "Mom stays here. He caused the change. Then he definitely has a solution. I'm going to find him."

"...Hmm." Norman resisted the urge to ask who "he" was.

At this point, he finally understood.

His daughter Senna, after leaving him for just a day, and ordinary humans are completely out of two disjoint parallel lines.

At the same time, outside the door of the house, the whole town began to be covered with boundless fog.

It is so dense that it is suffocating, like in order to bury the countless sins and fears, the white fog obscures the beautiful scene of this town.

Unpredictable **** has come.

...

The Avista Opera House still stands in the thick fog.

White marble, red brick, and those sculptures full of artistic flavor.

It's just that the place that should have been full of people is empty at this time. Only the sound of music faintly coming from the inside of the opera house proves that this building remains alive in the fog of dead silence.

From the street in the distance, a figure walked over.

The boy was wearing a brown trench coat, and his brown round-brimmed hat pressed his golden hair. He has gods in his eyes, which contains his love for everything in this world.

"It really looks like a "land of the dead"..." The boy stopped in front of the opera house.

"Interesting, it's so interesting. Humans can do this to the extent that I almost thought it was my poor daughter Hela who came..."

He is the **** of fire, the son of a giant who represents evil and wisdom.

He is the protagonist of the Twilight of the Gods, and his three heirs brought the most terrifying and dim doomsday of Norse mythology.

The earthly python killed Thor, the giant wolf Fenrir killed the king of the gods Odin, and the goddess of death Hela released the dead soul, throwing people into chaos.

He is "Loki," an ancient **** who has wandered the earth for hundreds of years.

"The cracking of the game, let's start here."

Loki looked up at the subtitles of the opera house, lowered the brim of his hat with a low smile, and walked in without hesitation.

PS: The movie "The Mist" is really good, although I want to scold my mother in the ending. Of course, readers who have watched the movie may have already seen my thoughts (laughs).

Chapter 169: Rocky and Hasta, Crazy Opera

When the word game was coined, it was always accompanied by cheers and joy.

That is a concept that all intelligent creatures will rejoice. No matter how different the way different races play, their final result is to get rid of the spiritual emptiness and obtain something called "happiness".

Loki, the **** of fire, is the spokesperson for exercising this way, even a fanatic who is called "happy" is not an exaggeration.

In the beginning, when he was summoned by a group of magicians in Northern Europe in the Middle Ages, he did not wreak havoc on the earth like his compatriots and demonstrated his authority. But after killing the group of people in a low-key manner, he eliminated his particularity and walked in the world.

Loki knew the existence of the godslayer, and was not afraid to fight the godslayer.

But what are the benefits of fighting? He is not a berserker. He tried his best to defeat a powerful opponent, and finally got nothing but insignificant "happiness" and residual pain. Compared with other "games" in the world, fighting is the most stupid form of entertainment.