Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The volcano goddess began to slowly sing a one-man show.

The Sea of ​​Tiles, the kingdom of Cthulhu is actually quite boring to Anilain.

Mother is either sleeping or preparing to sleep. Dagon and Xudra are the main gods of the deep diver and have their own responsibilities.It was only when her siblings arrived that Anilaine could grudgingly be interested.

Among them, her favorite existence is "Daughter of Resurrection" Keshira.

Although this sister's divinity and strength are not worth mentioning at all, which is a shame of the evil god, but Anilain can talk to her very well. Many things that Cthulhu does not teach are taught by Professor Keshila. Anileen's.

It is also the character that Keshila cultivated to appear in Anilion with a casual and cheerful personality, and did not let her move towards the attitude that a normal evil god should have in the darkness of the deep sea.

In the dungeon, two girls with vastly different identities were having a conversation without end or end.

While speaking seriously, while listening carefully, I inserted some questions from time to time.

Time was like pressing the fast-forward button. Pest did not feel any physical discomfort from hunger and thirst, and the outside world had passed quietly for three days and nights.

Until about the afternoon of the fourth day.

A middle-aged man dressed in aristocratic clothes walked into the dungeon with bloodshot eyes.

Pest was stunned immediately. Even though she had such a familiar face, she couldn't believe that the person in front of her was her father, as if blood and kinship had long been separated by the darkness of the dungeon.

Then, Pest also noticed that her father was coughing constantly.

"Cough cough... You're not dead yet?"

The middle-aged noble asked in disgust.

"Why do you, who brought such bad luck to your family and territory, still have the face to live in this world? If only you hadn't been born in the first place, you devil who brought disaster...cough! Now, you are satisfied Right? People in the family are getting sick every day now."

Pest didn't mind what her father was saying.

She watched her father fixate on her gaze, and then looked at Anilion, who was dozing on the railing, as if her father could only see her.

- It doesn't seem like you are that bad?

Only you can see Miss Anilain, and only you can get that near-impossible opportunity.

Thinking of this, Pest suddenly laughed, and tears came out of her laughter.

The noble man frowned in disgust when he saw his daughter's smiling face.

He immediately drew out the sword from his waist.

"Sure enough, it is the child of the devil! Beast, before the disease takes me to see God, I will purify you, the son of the devil! It's all yours, it's all your fault!"

Father's footsteps approached little by little, but Pest was not afraid at all.

Sure enough, just as she was about to reach the door of her dungeon, the dozing Anilaine opened her eyes.

"Did I make a mistake, I was just taking a nap and someone interrupted me. Is it so uncomfortable to keep a low profile..."

She murmured in a low voice.

"The lowly worm... I'm sick of it."

Pest had thought her father would burn into nothingness under the demon's vexation, like those mice.

But in an instant, the endless fire almost blinded her eyes.

Covering her eyes subconsciously, she felt the sound of the explosion that shattered the eardrum in her ears, and Pest simply fell into a coma.

I don't know how long it took.

When she opened her eyes again and slowly got up, the girl was so frightened by the sight in front of her that her hands and feet became numb.

No more shadowy dungeons and no decent buildings.

Pest was lying on top of the boiling magma, and all around her was a lake of flames.

The territory, the family, the people, the soil, the mountains, the streams, everything disappeared.

Volcanoes erupting upward, standing on the twisted and deformed earth, the raging volcanic ash in the sky turned the light into a dark night.

——The world in my eyes is burning.

Pest was a little bewildered.

"You finally woke up."

Miss Anilain's voice came from her ear.

Peister turned her head to look, and found that the magical demon was changing from the appearance of half-man and half-snake.

Still half asleep and half awake, still smiling.

It was just the lava fire that gave her a sense of divine horror.

"It's a little bit more angry, but it doesn't affect our chat. Don't worry about those magma and flames, I temporarily order them not to hurt you."

Anilain reached out to Pest.

"Let's go on, Pest."

Lucky to see the devil in times of despair?The nothingness after the destruction of everything that intersects with him?Or is it a fear that is so powerful that it transcends the imagination?

Pest couldn't define herself for this wonderful experience, after all, she was just a little girl.