Let the whole universe drop SAN together

It was difficult for the parties present to tell clearly what happened in these few seconds.

If some bystanders are lucky enough to watch from a distance, this scene may be as tragic and magnificent as the fireworks in the summer festival.

Ford Hill’s belief that he is fully prepared is by no means an understatement. For a commentator like him who often goes to the front line with photographers, no matter how careful he is in the face of unknown dangers, he can’t be too careful—he said during the investigation A few sparsely populated and empty places that Azathoth might favor were delineated, and the unfinished building area where Erica and her friends argued was also expected.

This young man, who had long doubted the veracity of the "evil god's theory" in his heart, prepared a light electromagnetic gun weighing about [-] kilograms that was obviously a controlled weapon on his hover vehicle, and the small electromagnetic gun in his hand □□It's just a cover to cover and spark the fire.

The moment he pressed the trigger, the kinetic energy projectile with hundreds of megabytes of energy splashing out from the muzzle passed everyone's sight, tearing through the air with a fierce flame, and smashing into the distance like a meteorite falling not only From the ruins of five kilometers, and considering its initial speed of no less than 6000 meters per second, it is not an exaggeration to call it the blink of an eye.

But in the blink of an eye, Ocassie Griffin, the consul of Port Yarplais, opened his eyes and met the face of Azathoth who was close at hand.

After that, no one knew what he saw and understood in less than a second.

The majestic information beyond the range of the brain flooded into O'Casey's mind without warning, and the image reflected on his retina was no longer human beings, but some kind of terrifying and mysterious that shouldn't appear here. Hateful inhuman monsters.He suddenly let out a scream that almost surpassed the limit of human beings, even overwhelmed the loud noise of the muzzle vibration, like the desperate and fearful whine of a bird when it was dying.

Then everyone saw the man stretching out his fingers to grab his aging face, which was swollen purple from suffocation, scratching and beating with all his strength as though enduring tremendous pain, tearing his scalp and temples to splatter blood. stop.

If it weren't for Azathoth's tentacles still hanging him in mid-air, O'Casey might have knelt on the ground and hit his head against a hard object in order to pass out.

The shells came from a high altitude.Hugo didn't take it too seriously when he built his first shell, because at that time, he used cheap metals that were hundreds of years behind the existing technology.It only wrapped a layer of special alloy with the same material as Igor's mecha (actually it was removed from it at that time) outside its data core for protection.

At this moment, the clothes made of cotton, the bionic skin, and the ordinary metal shell were first melted by the high temperature, and turned into a gilt gold liquid with a slightly dazzling red glow that slowly flowed down.Hugo uttered a short and powerful curse in the chaos, and thousands of bionic black-capped sparrows pouring in from all directions blocked it one after another, like a cocoon made of feathers.

One sparrow after another sang to die, and one bionic bird after another survived by fluttering its wings to fill the gap.

Igor's expression was blank.He seemed to shout to Ford Hill: "Don't you want to live yourself?" And it seemed he didn't.

The time was too short, short enough to use the normal reaction speed of human beings, until the tentacles of Azathoth weaved into a net and faced the artillery fire and collided directly, blocking all the energy out of the reach of the few human beings below. Only then did Igor dullly feel the weakness and anger of the rest of his life.

He raised his hand in a daze and wiped his cheek, and the scarlet and hot liquid flowed down uninterruptedly, like rain and dew or tears.

And on top of his head, even if he couldn't personally see what kind of scene it was in the midair, relying on the continuous breaking of the tentacles, burning to ashes and then being regenerated again, the viscous blood that had not been evaporated by the heat came out. The ground was flowing through the gap, and Igor could also imagine the price Azathoth had to pay for it.

The boiling fire in his chest burned his mind in an instant.

Before the brain realized what he had done, Igor had already rushed up, and after disarming, he directly smashed the pistol he took from Ford Hill into the opponent's throat——

"You want to die?"

He half-closed his bright red eyes like a wolf, let his gray hair hang by his ears with the gravity, and made no secret of his killing intent, staring coldly at the man who was pushed down to the ground.At the same time, Igor easily suppressed the opponent's movement to get up, leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Coincidentally, I can kill you right now."

"People have to pay for their choices, which one do you prefer?"

Ford Hill was speechless, retching and closing his eyes.

"Since you chose a hot weapon, then I can change to something new." Igor seemed to have calmed down and said flatly, without any special expression, and suddenly pulled out the saber and stabbed Ford's lower abdomen without warning. .

"—!"

Igor threw the disabled pistol aside.

Coughing and opening his eyes, Ford said intermittently: "...'All enemies will taste the bitter cup of their sin'? Is that what it means?"

"It has nothing to do with justice or evil." Igor looked at him condescendingly and said, "If you attack him, I will choose to kill you to eliminate the danger."

Ford was stunned for a moment, then covered the torn wound that was bleeding profusely, curled up on the ground and laughed loudly: "Igor Sullivan! Hahahahahaha! I never thought that one day I would be able to get you from your mouth!" Say something like that!"

"But do you think - just me, just us, can hurt that kind of existence, hurt God?!"

"I'm just doing my best." Igor had a complicated expression. He put away the knife in his hand, grabbed Ford's head and knocked it on the ground casually.The commentator only felt the severe pain hit his eyes, and he lost consciousness without the ability to resist.

"..."

Azathoth came over and put his hand on Igor's shoulder for the second time.He didn't wear a hat, his half-length black hair was soft and smooth, and his facial features were beautiful and vaguely strange, but his expression at the moment was light and happy.

"It's okay." He tried to comfort him a little clumsily for the first time, "This is a consumable."

A tentacle waved in mid-air, wrapping softly around Igor's neck, with a lingering breath of the sea on his body.

This kind of close contact with non-human creatures should be disgusting and frightening, but Igor found that instead of rejecting them, he felt a sense of relief when they approached closely.The fatigue caused by the sudden accident before gradually hit my heart, and after the tense nerves suddenly relaxed, there were bursts of tingling near the temples.He gently pinched the tentacle, and did not ask Azathoth why he would prevent him from killing Ford Hill, but said:

"Even if it's a consumable, you don't need to do it yourself in this case."

Azathoth stared at his dusty profile, and said slowly, "Did I tell you that I don't feel pain?"

Igor said blankly: "...what?"

Azathoth intends to demonstrate it live.He pulled out the knife that was still stained with blood, and slashed at his tentacles before Igor stopped him——

Nothing happened.

He was stunned for a moment, and the word embarrassment suddenly appeared in his heart. Just as he was about to use a little force, Igor quickly snatched his knife back from his hand.

"I already understand!" Igor said quickly, "You don't need to give an example."

"I don't have a sense of taste either." Azathoth smiled and continued, "From a certain point of view, pain and pleasure are far away from me, and it is precisely because of this that human emotions and experiences are different from mine. .”

It took Igor a while to remember that no matter what flavor of food he brought to Azathoth before, the other party's expression never changed.

The only time he gave a comment was when he brought snacks to Azathoth for the first time, and God said, "I don't think the food you made on the spaceship is as delicious."

——He never took the initiative to seek to satisfy his appetite.But as long as Igor handed the food in front of him, Azathoth never took the initiative to refuse.

"...If you don't like it," the gray-haired young man suddenly felt a strange feeling that he had never experienced before. He slowed down his speech and said while collecting his thoughts, "please tell me, even if I So it doesn't matter if you accept the punishment."

Azathoth: "I haven't encountered anything I don't like yet."

Of course, reluctance to go out when there are many people is another matter.

"There are a lot of interesting things I like." In this regard, he was honest and unexpected. "It would be great if you could fall to the planet I lived on earlier."

When Azathoth said this, what appeared in his mind was the scene when Igor rushed up to confront Ford Hill.

Even though Igor's back was facing him at that time, the other party's expression of panic and pain, which was difficult to conceal, still clearly appeared in front of Azathoth's eyes.

At that moment, the unprecedented feeling of monstrous waves conveyed from the emotions of his loved ones suddenly awakened Azathoth's chaotic and sluggish soul because he was too strong and had lived for too long.He couldn't restrain himself from putting all his attention on Igor, even though some tentacles of his body were bombarded in mid-air and rained blood, he actually gave birth to a bit of winter in the blood light. Feel as comfortable as soaking in a steaming hot spring.

——My favored one is the most beautiful in the universe.

This was the only thought in the mind of the evil god under the gunfire.

This idea is obviously unreasonable, but what Azathoth himself believes will never be easily changed.