Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Come on, those who yearn for forbidden knowledge, say your wishes..."

Behind the gentle tone was overflowing malice, but it didn't finish speaking, but stopped suddenly, as if feeling something in Rope.

- Greatness from the deep sea.

"!!? This is... the breath of His Majesty Cthulhu?!"

Chapter [-]: The Passionate Igoronak

"You...are Cthulhu's patron?"

The huge alien hesitated, obviously without a head, but Rope could feel a suspicious gaze looking at him.

"Well, it may be a bit untrue to say that the favored one."

Rope maintained a superficial smile and replied calmly.

"In the words of His Majesty Cthulhu, these are some small gifts she gave me."

As the representative god of 'water', Cthulhu must be so much higher than Igoronak that he doesn't know where he is, and Rope feels a little bit of a faux tiger now.

"Uuuu...Is it you, the lucky creature that was chosen, by the way, I haven't asked your name yet."

Igoronak seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized.

Then it stepped forward and patted Ropey on the shoulder with a big hand, which made the latter feel bad.

There are super dirty wood!Rope strongly resisted the feeling of laying down that hand, and even began to twitch with a smile.

"...Rope."

Its attitude suddenly became enthusiastic, Igoronak danced with his hands, and buzzed laughter in his two mouths, which was much more serious than Cthulhu at the time.

"I said earlier, I thought it was some bastard who didn't know how to live or die. I didn't expect it to be a human with 'that', um, let me introduce myself, I am the 'polluter' Igoronak, the king of scribes Yes, do you need anything in my kingdom of God? Of course, if you want to be my priest, it would be great."

Although it would save a lot of trouble to talk with such a good attitude on the other side, the doubts in Rope's heart were irresistibly fermented.

What secrets does the system have to allow these mighty chaotic evil gods to show such kindness to themselves?So does this cruel, twisted polluter.

...do not understand.

You can only ask the system in person after the mission is over. The most urgent task now is to get the soul extraction method of the Necronomicon.

Rope gathered his mind and saluted Igoronak, deliberately ignoring the 'priest' in his mouth.

"Your Excellency the great polluter, for the purpose of coming here, please also teach me the secret of soul stripping in the Necronomicon."

"Soul stripping?"

Igoronac's voice became puzzled.

"That technique is very simple. You don't even know this when you practice incantation. Do you still need to refer to the Necronomicon?"

"No, no, what I'm asking for is not an ordinary method." Rope gritted his words.

"It's the 'perfect' soul stripped that retains memory and personality."

"Is it 'perfect'..."

The polluter stretched out his sharp fingernails and scratched the broken wound on his neck, causing it to widen again, dripping blood like dirty water.

"That method is useless, anyway, it is eaten or made into other monsters..."

The evil god put his own thoughts into Rope, anyway, for it, no matter what it is, it can eat it, whether the soul is alien, as long as its strength is not as good as its own, it can be called food.

"No, I'm here to save people."

"Oh oh~" Igoronak let out a weird scream. "Does 'saving people' mean...saving humanity?"

"Yes."

"No, no, no."

It is like an elder who guides the younger generation, and said to Rope seriously.

"Rope, humans are just one of the most inferior races, we just need to play with him like a toy, thinking like you is untenable among the old masters. "

Obviously, the lesser Old One seemed to have misunderstood something and regarded Rope as a being who was about to become his own compatriot.

"Uh, His Highness Igoronak, I'm also a human..." Rope looked at the fat man in front of him with regret.

"Oh oh oh~~~ the human race is amazing!"

Without any integrity, it used that elegant tone to easily overthrow the words just said, without the dignity of being a 'God' at all.

However, it is not surprising that it is a god who is good at inverting right and wrong.

"Yeah, it's such a noble act to save your fellow clan. I'm looking forward to how you've fallen since you became the 'Old Ruler'..."

This guy is really annoying... Rope has an unhappy expression on his face.

"Well, let's stop chatting here." It seemed that the gap reached Rope's displeasure, and Igoronac easily diverged his words.

"Let me take you to the 'door of forbidden books', follow me closely, or you will get lost in this labyrinth."

"Excuse me, thank you very much."

It should be said that this is also the way to survive in the face of the strong.