[Comprehensive British and American] Bat's Grammy Girlfriend

After finding out she couldn't keep up with Turzcha, Shabu returned to Earth and sat in Bruce's Lake Dabie, crying down three packs of tissues.

"My lovely little Ke, I worked so hard to raise such a big little octopus." She buried her nose in a tissue and breathed, "If she really doesn't come back, I won't live anymore." Zhu Yuanshen has no way to commit suicide at present, except to wake up Azathoth who is sleeping.

The two little birds in the villa stood on both sides of her tremblingly, and each had two younger brothers on top of their heads.

Seeing the safe and sound great-great-grandson, Shabu felt a short-term comfort in his heart. Under Jason's murderous eyes, he conjured up six arms and hugged his own great-great-grandson and adoptive great-great-grandson to continue the pain.

Damian was about to be overwhelmed by this heavy elder love. He used the hands trained by the devil to break Shabu's seemingly weak arm, and almost broke his own finger.

Several people hugged each other and cried for two hours. When Bruce came back, everyone’s faces were covered with thick dark clouds, especially Bruce, who seemed to be widowed for 30 years...Even if Jason stopped this idea, because His stepmother, who had only been out of the oven for a few months, was indeed gone.

The villa was shrouded in a miserable atmosphere. Diana kept looking at the little octopuses, but she felt that she should not say such cruel words under such circumstances, especially when there was an evil foreign god dealing with them. She stared at it.

Frigg held Diana's shoulders and shook her head gently.

Barry tried to enliven the atmosphere, and his brain searched for the beginning of hundreds of topics at light speed, but unfortunately none of them can be applied now.He watched Batman stealthily behind Hal, who had just taken a sip of his tea and looked bloody the same as usual.

Howl spoke, and he said, "Shall we sing a few prayers? Or prepare a—" He shut up under the double death stares of Bruce and Shabu, swearing by the lantern ring in his hand, he really no offence,

"My little Ke isn't dead yet," Shabu said stubbornly. "At least she was alive in the 'past', that is, the time when Yog couldn't get into her." Speaking of Yog, her heartbreak turned to anger : "When you need him, you will always be 'no', 'can't', 'can't do'."

"No", "Can't" and "Can't do it", Yog took Strange to the only way to the Chaos Garden. He never knew that the laboratory had a space suit, so as not to suffocate this free labor force. and died.

"The Eye of Agamotto is one of my most proud works," he explained to Strange the "tricks for using the Eye of Agamotto" enough to fill an entire A4 sheet of paper, "In addition to reversing time, It also has the funniest place."

Strange, who was forcibly taken to work, didn't find it "interesting". He cut the nearby universe from others according to Yog's request, and built a big enchantment.Then imagined a dark and silent temple in the center of the barrier, and a misty throne.

"The next thing is the most important thing. On the throne should 'sit' an 'unspeakable, indescribable kaleidoscopic nucleus'."

Strange pondered for a long time with his not-so-stupid mind, but he really couldn't figure out what the "unspeakable, indescribable kaleidoscopic round nucleus" should look like.

Even a wise man like Yog Sothoth couldn't accurately describe the appearance of Azathoth, let alone the large group of "dancers" dancing around the throne in the royal court.

In desperation, he could only choose a more direct method.Before entering Strange's brain, he gave him some Shabu Nicholas' "milk".The pitch-black liquid was forced by him and dripped into the human's mouth, wandering from the esophagus through the whole body, taking away the pain like sulfuric acid corrosion.

Strange curled up on the black floor he built with his own hands for a long time before he finally got rid of the unspeakable pain.

The cloak shut aside by Yog was anxiously jumping around in the small space, and the four small horns curled up angrily, like a human being clenched a fist.

"The cloak that was sent out, the water that was poured out." Yog sighed, and without giving Strange time to slow down, he directly sent the memory of the Chaos King's Court into his brain.

The next few seconds were extraordinarily long for Strange, he and Yog were in that temple far beyond human comprehension, a vague thing playing a flute kept playing harsh Music, countless nebula-like things of different lights danced around the throne.As for the ruler of the Chaos Court sitting on the throne, it is indeed as indescribable as Yog said.

Strange watched the lump quietly for a long time, as if his whole body was trapped in Azathoth's strange body.

Yog's memory ends here, he seems to have experienced such a long time from the birth of the earth to its destruction, so that the whole person becomes extremely peaceful after waking up, and he doesn't want to tie him up and let him go He was working and forced him to watch strange things, obviously just now he was still calculating how to get revenge on this "person".

Strange copied Azathoth to the built throne, which took him a lot of time and energy. Fortunately, in the enchantment formed by the Eye of Agamotto, time stood still.

Next was the piper Trunimbula. Strange tried to make him play the impossibly long flute a few times. The unpleasant music made him and Yog want to cut off his ears.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of music is actually Azathoth's lullaby. Probably there is a huge gap between the aesthetics of gods and humans.

After solving the two most difficult to deal with, the other invisible dancers are much better.Anyway, most of those outer gods have no fixed shape, and Strange tried his best to imagine them as clouds with strange colors.

Prepare the false Chaos King Court, who was thrown by Yog into the space where the cloak is.

Yog wrote "The King's Court" full of the most sinister and vicious spells in the universe. If Turzcha's death hadn't caused a series of extremely bad consequences, he really wanted to kill him directly.Just like Shabu wanted to fight Naia countless times.

After setting the trap, he stood beside Strange.

The one-to-one replica of Azathoth fell asleep on the throne, and countless tiny tentacles swayed irregularly in his dream, and occasionally violently because of an excessively rising note in Trunimbula. twitch.

"Why do I have to do this, although I admit that I am very smart." Strange chatted with the God of Wisdom while waiting for his prey.

"Because if I do it, I will probably be noticed by the cunning Turzcha." Yog said, "There is only one chance, and I need to be as perfect as possible."

A small green spot of light appeared at the edge of the universe. Under Yog's intentional distortion of space, Turzcha was finally drawn here.He entangled Keshira's body like a snake, twisted among the stars, and in the blink of an eye, he came before the imitation Chaos Royal Court made by Strange.

Before entering the barrier, he vigilantly noticed something was wrong.But Azathoth was in sight, silently calling to him.

The green pillar of fire was drawn into the barrier, and all kinds of light surged in an instant. I don't know if hundreds or thousands of the most profound and powerful spells were launched together, locking this powerful outer god in the "Court of Chaos" middle.

"Yog-Sothoth!" roared Turzcha, who was motionless, and the voice mixed with mysterious power gave Strange a headache.

"Oh, isn't this Turzcha, my old friend?" Yog, who had an absolute advantage, walked slowly in front of him with his hands behind his back.His appearance has changed a lot compared to just now. In a word, he is not so in need of a beating—Yog will use that dark incarnation, Avgomon, when he does something bad.

"How did you get trapped here? Who did it?" He asked pretending to know nothing.

Turzcha calmed down a little, but he still looked like he wanted to beat Yog on the head: "A guy who is hated by almost all the outer gods."

"I'll teach Afgomon some day." Yog said cheekily, what did he Afgomon do have anything to do with me, Yog Sothoth.

Keshila fell to the ground, and Yog surrounded her with bubbles, and he was finally relieved at this point.

"My old friend, you have a chance to come back." Yog said, "I know you can bring Keshira back to life, and you haven't made it to the last step, have you?"

Turzcha extinguished all the flames in a self-contained manner and turned into a poker.

"What good does Keshira's death do you? Shabu won't let you go, you know she is stubborn, just like Id Ya. She will always chase you, never let go of any possibility will kill your chance."

"I am death and life, chaos and order," Turzcha said, "I am the law of this universe."

"When the old law dies, the new law will be born. Although the process may be tortuous, it will always come." Yog said lightly, "Maybe the new 'Tulzcha' will be much cuter than you. "

Turzcha almost vomited: "Don't speak in Naia's tone."

"Okay," Yog sat upright, dragged his giant stone base out of the ultimate abyss, and said condescendingly in a commanding tone: "Resurrect Keshira, or you will die with her."

The green flame lit up again, flickering like the eyeballs of human beings when they think.Turzcha finally let go, he said: "One life for another, the only way."

Yog immediately grabbed Strange and pushed him in front of the big burning poker: "This."

Strange: "Foul language from all over the world that cannot pass the trial."

"No," Turzcha looked at Strange, who is generally slightly stronger than humans, "he is too weak—the value is not equal. The trade of life is very fair and just, you have to exchange it with the same thing .” He looked at Keshira, the flames on his body swayed happily: “A friendly reminder, Keshira is more precious than ordinary old days rulers, my old friend.”

Yog immediately thought of a few foreign words, Msisha, the owner of Tindalos, Naia, who is not doing anything, or Ubbo Sasla, who has offended so much, which one should he choose?

"Think about it, my old friend." Turzcha suddenly found this title very interesting, "After all, you have plenty of time!"

After strengthening the chains that trapped Turzcha, Yog held Strange in one hand and Bubble where Keshira was in the other, planning to go to Earth to discuss with Shabu.