Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Oh, why are you so annoying when you first came here. I said I was too lazy to touch the plague, but I didn't want to touch it. It's no use begging me." Help you pass the boring time before you die, for mutual benefit."

"You, you let me live, and I'll accompany you to talk! You can talk as much as you want!"

Peste was also a bit quick-witted. After realizing that there was a concept in front of her that was far from human, she immediately followed her request.

Hearing this, the goddess of volcanoes frowned and began to mutter.

"Sure enough, Mom is right. Humans really like to seize every opportunity they can covet... But Sister Kesila said, it's okay to be a little kinder..."

The girl with light green long hair nodded reluctantly.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you live for the time being. Who let me come into this world with your wish? But it's only a few days before Lena's arrival. If you want the plague to heal, go to her and beg her. She's professional, don't continue to trouble me."

The next moment, Pest came to heaven.

Although the dark spots on her body hadn't faded away, she no longer coughed or had pain. Her whole body was as good as she had slept for a few days and then ate a delicious meal. It was very good.

Pest burst into tears. She had never felt "healthy" as such a wonderful thing.

"Thank you... thank you..."

It may not have been completely cured, but Pest knew that she would not be taken away by the disease until the "Lina" that the devil spoke of in front of her arrived, and she begged for a chance to live a healthy life for a few more days.

After the things, think of a way later.

The most important thing now is to satisfy the interests of the demon in front of him.

Pest knows the importance of the "contract", and also understands the incredible ability of the demon in front of her. If she dares to violate the contract, there may be more terrifying things waiting for her.

Pest definitely didn't want to try the demon's malicious magical powers.

Silence spreads in the dungeon, and Pest takes the lead in opening the topic.

"Can, can I ask your name?"

"Name? Ha, my mother actually asked me to tell other people my name as little as possible, because this name has not been recognized by my father, and it may be changed at any time. But... It's really inconvenient to chat without knowing the name, you Just call me Anilaine, Anilaine Cthulhu."

The daughter of Cthulhu and Rope, inherited the "God of Volcano" from the deprived Gatanottoya, plus several naturally born divinities.

"God of volcanoes and power" Anilain Cthulhu.

"Cthulhu...Miss? Sir?"

Pest asked tentatively.

Anilain waved his hand.

"Calling me Anilain directly, calling me Cthulhu always reminds me of that narcolepsy mother."

"Okay, Miss Anilion." Pest nodded obediently: "You said just now that you came to this world after hearing my wish. Did you originally live in a world different from ours?"

"Oh, not bad, it's so soon to enter the state of chatting."

Anilain leaned back on the iron railing and said with a smile.

"Yeah, when I was looking for the coordinates, I heard some whispers in the dream, and then I came to see it. As for the world I live in, I have always lived in my mother's sea... To be honest, I don't like it very much there, it's everywhere. The water is still pitch black."

"Going with the boat means that you didn't appear specifically to hear my call?"

"Hahaha, how could I show up to listen to a human being's prayer? Impossible, impossible."

Anilaine laughed and waved.

"If it weren't for the rare moment that my mother released me in a good mood, and ordinary human beings prayed to me specifically, I would consider whether to eat him or turn him into a stone."

"You... cannibals?"

Hearing this, Pest felt horrified.

But the girl in front of her was still smiling brightly.

"Yeah, Brother Isogda and Brother Zos O'Mogg taught me. Although I don't like the smell of humans, they said that it would be too cheap for humans to call me at no cost, so I Just eat a little bit and kill a little bit symbolically, and the same goes for other races."

This is not malice, but pure heterogeneity.

Pest instantly understood how evil the existence was in front of her.

"However, I don't know if my father likes my behavior."

Anilain lowered his head in distress.

"I haven't seen my father since I was born. What if my father knows this and hates me? I heard that my father has been promoted all the way from the incredible level of human beings... I'm a little scared, but I'll change it later."

"Mmmm! Change it, change it."

Pest nodded frantically.

It's not because of the harmonious relationship between Anileen and her father, but simply because she doesn't want to be eaten by crunch while chatting.

The air started to get cold again, and Pest racked her brains to find a topic.

"Miss Anilain, you are here to find your father who has never been masked, so what kind of existence is your father?"

In an instant, Pest felt as if the half-sleeping girl in front of her was beginning to wake up.

Her eyes of the same color of magma opened brightly.

"Lord Father is a truly great god!"