Let the whole universe drop SAN together

Hugo on the other side, after successfully scaring away the bubbling people in the Red Thread Legion forum, sat by the window sill and looked forward to it, while brushing the webpage with his chin in his hand, he muttered: "Why hasn't Azathoth come back yet? It’s so slow. In a while, the news about the fire in Joyce’s old house will be on the top of the list.”

Erica was taken aback.

It was only after Hugo finished talking that she remembered that she had made friends with the Joyce children.The bionic man scratched his head and thought about it. The emotional module was overloaded, and the radiator in the body immediately ran at high speed. If you get closer, you can even hear the sound of the fan turning.It simply changed the subject: "Speaking of which, are you going to be on vacation soon?"

Erica got up from the sofa to check the class schedule: "One week later is the Queen's birthday celebration, and there will be a day off."

After speaking, she turned on the news client and started searching for Shirley Joyce.

Hugo knew what she was doing without looking: "Viscount Joyce was one of the culprits who kidnapped Igor's sister. She detonated the miniature bomb in her hand while confronting Igor and Azathoth He was seriously injured and is currently being treated in the hospital."

Erica quickly stroked in her heart.

Shirley is Annie's aunt.

Shirley is a bad person.

Annie and Shirley have a good relationship.

"Does anyone else know what Viscount Joyce did?"

Hugo said: "Ordinary people shouldn't know. I'm talking about your friend. Unless her status in the Holy See surpasses the bishops of other federal planets, no one should tell her specifically."

Erica stood up and ran to her room: "I'm going to comfort Anne! She must be very sad!"

Hugo looked at her back curiously: "Is it all right?"

"...If Anne doesn't know, then this matter has nothing to do with her." Erica stopped and said seriously, "If one day she finds out that the gods punished Viscount Joyce for his evil deeds, then I will I will go and explain it to her. My lord can do no wrong, so Viscount Joyce must have committed an intolerable crime."

Hugo opened his mouth slightly to watch her trot into the room and start sending messages to Annie.

"It's amazing..."

It began to confuse how such a fanatical cultist seedling became friends with the "Little Saint Anne" that the Holy See focused on training. The way of thinking and emotional communication of human beings is full of mysteries that Hugo can't understand for the time being.

But it's happy to see it happen.

After waiting for a while, there was still no sign of Azathoth's return. Among the possibilities calculated in Hugo's mind, the guess of "continuing to travel around the world with Igor Sullivan" almost defeated its brothers and sisters Winning the first prize in one fell swoop—but considering that there should be a freshly baked Wendy between one person and one god, and the brother and sister reunited after a long absence, even if there is no one else like Azathoth, he probably wouldn't be too excited.

So where did this group of people go?

**

Azathoth's body is still at Doctor Garcia's home.

So is Igor.

They ran to Joyce's old house in a very clever way, and it was very convenient to come and go, but there was one key problem: there was no way to escape with Wendy unobtrusively.

Igor's half soul, Azathoth's brainless tentacles, and Wendy, a girl who has just left Shirley's domination and has a limited understanding of social life, the three of them have no way to solve the problems they are currently facing due to incomplete hardware. dilemma.Wendy is like a secret weapon of the Holy See to a certain extent. It is impossible for them to relax their control over her. Viscount Joyce is probably just one of the insurances.

Igor checked her briefly, but found no cameras or trackers.

However, since magic is still one of the main combat methods of the Red Line Legion, it is difficult to guarantee that they do not have special means of tracing people.

"You guys talk first." The tentacle with a mouth said, "There are people outside again, I'll deal with it."

Wendy asked subconsciously: "...Didn't you check it just now?"

The first echelon of ambulances and fire engines entered the old house side by side with the people inside the Holy See.They only checked roughly, and reported to their superiors as missing without finding any trace of Wendy.

"The people who came here this time should be the key point." Igor explained, "They have sealed off the house and forbid entering and exiting at will. Regardless of whether we stay nearby, there is still room for searching for clues and continuing to hunt. It is estimated that they saw the snow. Li didn't lose consciousness for as long as expected, so guess we didn't go far or have time to carefully remove clues... I should not have called [-] so early."

Wendy looked at him a little nervously, then glanced at Azathoth's tentacles cautiously.

"It's okay, it's nothing." Azathoth said casually. He didn't do anything just because he didn't expect to find someone to put out the fire. It didn't mean that he wanted Shirley Joyce to die in this way.Seriously, if his means of 'revenge' is to kill people, it's really boring and unaesthetic, just like a group of human beings huddling side by side and rushing to a tourist attraction on a holiday... It's okay, but it's not necessary.

Moreover, what kind of close relationship is there between Igor and me?

Tentacle thinks seriously, human life is so short, how can it be wasted on taking responsibility and blaming each other?

It's just that in Wendy's eyes, it's like saying 'it's okay, I'll kill one if you come, and I'll kill a group if you come'.

The thin pupils of the little girl's golden eyes were almost shrunk into a slit due to the fright.

The tentacles rubbed against Igor's cheek affectionately, and quietly disappeared into the surrounding shadows.

After it walked away, Wendy shivered like a little animal.

Igor wanted to touch her head, but remembered that his current body does not have such high-end functions, so he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Wendy looked at him fidgeting, not knowing what kind of complicated and bizarre story she had made up in her head, and asked quietly in the young man's ear for a while: "Is this what your deal is about? He came to help us, and then you go... ...You go..." The word stuttered on her lips for a long time, "Serve Him in this way?"

The corner of Igor's mouth twitched.

"No." He held his forehead and felt unbelievable, "Why do you all think so, don't we look like a couple?"

"It doesn't look like anywhere." Wendy said quickly, she couldn't blush because of her black skin, "So does anyone else feel the same way?"

"Oh, it's Garcia, do you remember him?"

"I remember." Wendy thought back, "Isn't Dr. Garcia's ability a prophecy? Why does he think so? Could it be that he saw some bad pictures, such as something that will happen in the future..."

"Stop." Igor never expected to face such an inexplicable topic on the first day he met his sister. The problem was that he understood how much his friends and sister cared for him, but he didn't understand why this group of people behaved differently. The thoughts are so discordant, "Wendy, you shouldn't judge 'God' by appearance."

As the word uttered, the conversation took on an increasingly strange direction.

Igor insisted and said: "Although the main body of Lord Shenming looks like an evil god, he is actually quite good to his loved ones."

Although Azathoth has only one favored person at present, there is no way to compare horizontally whether he has always been so approachable.

Wendy looked at him suspiciously.

"Brother, you didn't carry all the difficulties alone to prevent me from worrying, did you?"

"No." Igor paused, and added, "Never again."

His illusory palm lightly brushed Wendy's forehead.

The girl raised the corners of her mouth as if she felt something, revealing a small, relaxed and satisfied smile.

**

Azathoth listened condescendingly to the conversation of the two people in the study.

Antonio and Bishop Gilbert, and a dagger who tries to escape but fails.

He dug up these three names from his memory, and his body was coiled on the round chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It was obviously a tentacle, but he vaguely showed a thoughtful expression.

A few spiders the size of fingernails crawled past him.

One of them accidentally walked too close, and fell from the ceiling with stiff legs, seemingly terrified.

Bored, Azathoth began to chase his own tail around the metal wire in the middle.

...Why do tentacles have tails?

It probably ran too far so it was separated from other parts.The question was fleeting and forgotten by the owner.Anyway, they are all part of the limbs that can be recovered at any time, and they have not even carefully observed what they look like.

There is a portrait of Wendy on the wall to his left. Viscount Joyce really likes to collect these things, and I don't know if she will feel panicked when she stays in the study and faces these victims. .

If someone stands on the ladder and looks at the top of the chandelier at this time, they will find a black strip-shaped creature with three or four ballpoint pens tied together, thick and thin, with complicated patterns, spinning in a circle: Azathoth finally He successfully grabbed the tail of his own tentacles.

Wendy came over a second ago and attached it to her portrait, wanting to see what happened here.

As soon as she looked up and glanced at Azathoth on the chandelier, she was scared away again.

Defense Minister Antonio seemed to have noticed something. He turned his head to look at Wendy's portrait, but found nothing, but noticed the poor spider that almost touched Azathoth's tentacles.

Gilbert's dagger was so frightened by the treacherous atmosphere around him that he frantically tried to escape through the window.

Ugh.

Tentacle sighed, let go of his tail, and felt that all this was not difficult.

He manipulated the other limbs protruding from the shadows in the basement, lifted the steel fork that Wendy left behind, and swiped hard at the metal water pipe.

The too unpleasant sound suddenly reached the eardrums, and Bishop Gilbert was startled, and the hand that was holding the rope on the dagger handle relaxed a little inadvertently.The dagger suddenly seemed to be reborn, and it suddenly broke free from the restraints on the body, and jumped straight towards the glass window.

At the same time, Antonio quickly opened the door of the study, and happened to meet the head of the ballerina statue in the hall.The plaster-like gray face was burnt black by the flames, which made the big eyes with eyelashes visible even more lively.

Before he could react to this, more and more statues placed not far in front seemed to suddenly realize that a guest had entered here, and they kept their faces expressionless and raised their heads to look over.