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In a dark cavity filled with nothingness and chaos.
The azure blue spiritual pressure is like a substance, paving a wide, neat and straight road along the front.
Alone, Lord walked along the road.
The words of Hastur, like the whispers of a demon, lingered in the depths of his mind, every word was like a heavy hammer, beating his heart hard.
Nyarlathotep disguised as Hastur, and with the help of the Skrulls, was about to break the seal of the earth, causing great panic and fear, and taking this as an opportunity to release her last incarnation .
If this is the case…then he will definitely fight with him.
But once it starts, according to Hastur’s prophecy, Michael…will die in this battle!
As Hastur said.
All of this is the inevitability of choice, or it can be said to be inertia. Everything seems to be his choice, but it is actually a series of events that eventually lead to inertia.
Suddenly, Lord remembered something.
When Nexia died, he briefly saw a memory, which was exactly the scene she saw when she met the future Spirit King Karl.
That memory gradually became clear in my mind.
Lord Tongkong shrank slightly, because he suddenly discovered that in Nexia’s perspective, he didn’t see…Michael!
Everyone is…
In fact, all six of the seven blazing angels were there, standing beside Karl’s throne like guards, but the most noble person close to God… Michael!
“Could it be…she really…”
Lord couldn’t help being moved, his face was extremely ugly, he clenched his fists subconsciously, and a cold light shot out from his eyes.
In a corner of the future, Michael… really died.
Hasta’s words rang in his mind again.
“From the very beginning, there was no great script, no design, no predestined destiny.
Some are just a series of choices made by yourself, and the inertia of the choices… leads to the final result. “
“The chosen… inertia…”
Lord shook his head, threw those messy voices out of his head, and then his eyes gradually became firm, and he exhaled: “Then… change the inertia!”
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Under the mottled ancient wall, the theater looks like a terrifying giant beast in the dim light and shadow, with its huge mouth open, devouring those poor people who have excess thirst for knowledge and want to find out.
A ragged yellow robe full of holes, empty like a ghost, floats in this abandoned theater.
The seemingly invisible singing voice lingered over the theater.
At this moment, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the theater, walking slowly with a cane in hand.
“Long time no see, Hastur.”
The person who came took off the woolen jazz hat, revealing a skinny face, in the sunken eye sockets, two dark eyes stared at the yellow robe, and said slowly: /
“Good job, using the power of the dream to forcibly take those few humans away. I have to say, I was obviously very careful, but you still took advantage of the loopholes. You are worthy of it.”
“The great three-pillar god, why did you remember to look for me?”
The broken yellow robe slowly floated down, and inside the empty space, a yellow seal glowed with a dull luster, and voices came from all directions: “Nyarlathotep… It seems that you recovered The speed is far faster than I imagined.”
“Thank you, Hastur.”
Nyarlathotep grinned, revealing his neat white teeth: “If you hadn’t betrayed us back then, you wouldn’t have to waste so much effort now.”
“Ah…betrayal…hehe, what a harsh word.” Hasta said leisurely: “I just… don’t want that thing to wake up, there is no such thing as betrayal.”
“I’m not here to discuss this matter with you.”
Nyarlathotep obviously didn’t want to talk about this matter, so he changed the subject and said, “You chose to betray us and stood on God’s side, and now you want to repeat your previous mistakes again? “
“How do you know, it’s a repeated mistake?”
Hasta is condescending, with yellow seals glowing with dim light, staring at her like eyes: “Nyarlathotep…you are too proud and too confident.”
“Really? Is that your answer, Hastur.”
Nyarlathotep sighed regretfully, then put the jazz hat back on, pressed down the brim, and said calmly: “You should know why I came here, hand over that thing. “
“Give up now…it’s too late.”
As if she was warning, Hastur said in a deep voice: “Once she wakes up, everyone, things, things… and even the rules will disappear. Is this the result you want?”
Facing Hastur’s warning, Nyarlathotep didn’t listen at all, and his cane flashed like lightning.
Poof!
With a sound like a bubble being punctured, the cane directly pierced through the yellow seal engraved on the robe.
“I… don’t want to hear nonsense, Hastur.”
Nyarlathotep grinned and said: “Especially the nonsense that comes out of your mouth, obediently spit out Yog-Sothoth’s key for me.”
After the yellow seal was pierced, the light disappeared immediately.
At the same time, Hastur’s voice also disappeared, and the floating yellow robe seemed to have lost its support, falling down weakly and hanging on the front end of the walking stick.
She reached out a pale and bony palm, groped in the yellow robe, and finally pulled out a bead.
“The last key is also complete.”
Nyarlathotep put away the beads, threw the robe aside casually, and after tidying up the clothes, he turned and left with a cane, with a crazy arc on his lips: “It’s your turn soon! , Lord, Karl!”
“You…don’t want to know…what did I see under the Two Sacred Trees? Nyarlathotep.”
The yellow robe that fell on the ground trembled, making an extremely weak sound.
“Not interested.”
Nyarlathotep snorted coldly: “No matter what you see, it will not affect the next result.”
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“You’re back?!”
Michael paced back and forth anxiously. Seeing Lord walking out of the black cavity, his worried expression faded a little. He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him to look left and right: “Are you all right? Has the matter been resolved?”
“Well, I’m back.”
Lord nodded slightly, his eyes were a little complicated: “The matter… is barely resolved.”
“Barely? What do you mean?”
Michael was a little puzzled and his face was full of doubts.
Solved is solved, not solved is not solved, what is barely solved? So is it solved or not?
“Anyway, don’t worry.”
Lord let out a long breath, then pretended nothing happened, and said casually: “By the way, I’ve been out for so long, I’m a little worried about that side, you go back and take a look for me.”
“Now? Let me go back?”
Michael Liu frowned, as if he had noticed something, and looked at Lord suspiciously: “Did something happen? Why did you suddenly let me go back?”
“What can happen? You think too much.”
Lord turned his head~IndoMTL.com~ and said calmly: “Don’t worry, there is nothing going on here for the time being, take advantage of this time, go back and look over there, the devil king of **** will keep an eye on it after all.”
Although this reason is very good, Michael felt that something was wrong, and stared at him with beautiful eyes: “Really?”
“Really.”
Lord said.
Silence…
Michael looked directly at him, finally retracted his gaze, and said calmly: “I see, I will go back.”
“Well, let’s go tomorrow.”
Lord urged.
“Okay.”
Michael paused for a moment, seeming to be a little entangled, biting his lips lightly, and said in a low voice, “Tonight…can you stay with me?”
Lord was shocked.
For a moment, he nodded and said a word slowly:
“Okay.”