Wenhao is my vest

Destroying all the planets is undoubtedly an unforgivable crime, and the evil god who wakes up will lead to this result, naturally represents the evil itself.

So, can another god who is equal to him become a symbol of fair judgment?

If humans with a slightly normal mind were here, they would undoubtedly give a negative answer.Dostoevsky, however, felt a silent shudder.

Utilizing existences stronger than himself to mess with the world's structure with a weak self, this is what the "Majin" has always done, and it is also the essence of what Aoki Araya invited him at this time.

As if he had been bewitched, Fyodor knew he was very sober—he raised his arm soberly, overlapping his palm with Aoki's.

The boundary between crime and punishment has just fallen, and is hidden in this seemingly ordinary flesh and blood body.

Aoki Araya's mood was visibly elevated: "Finally, the last actor is in place," he lowered his head, and put a kiss on Fyodor's finger, "Let the two of us be the one for Snow White." Poison apple."

Fyodor held Aoki's fingertips with his backhand, just smiled and said, "Snow White?"

"Yeah," a voice interjected between the two, "He's Snow White with a face you can't look straight at, isn't he?"

[Ellen Poe] looked at the two of them with an unswerving expression: "Don't waste time now."

Aoki Araya argued: "How can this be considered a waste of time... Fei Jia is the first pseudo-Servant in this world, and also my first..."

[Ellen Poe] A half-smile appeared on his face.However, before he could taunt him, his expression suddenly changed: "The summoning was successful."

Echoing his words, the sense of oppression brought by the sound of the wind became more and more serious, and the breath seemed to be infected with the damp taste of the sea breeze.

"After all, he used his family members as sacrifices." Fyodor heard the answer from the person beside him, and immediately stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, "don't look, don't listen...just as a punishment The concept of establishment exists here.”

[Ellen Poe] did not laugh at Aoki's attitude towards fragile objects, but looked up at the place where the old enemy would appear.

If he was still human, he must have been crushed like a stone on the side of the road by now.

Cthulhu has arrived in the dreamland.

"Being able to see the figure of my god and help Alaya, it's a good ending." [Ellen Poe]'s words concealed a trace of regret, but this feeling quickly It turned into joy from the bottom of my heart, "Writers and believers, one of them can be affirmed..."

Even with the influence of his previous experience, the most iconic identity of [Ellen Poe] in the eyes of the public is still a "writer".Until he came to this world and minimized the influence of this identity, all he could do with his best was to use the Noble Phantasm and borrow a very small part of Hastur's power.

However, now that Cthulhu is close at hand, when Alaya promised to give him the attribute of "punishment", under the superposition of triple probability, it became possible to summon Hastur in the dreamland.

"Coronated with a gorgeous crown, draped in a yellow robe*. Based on the weird*, relying on the indescribable end on it... Everything is "in the name of the creator of terror"!"

It's not a writer's Noble Phantasm, but a crystallization derived from being part of horror——with this, an even more frightening existence can be summoned.

Inverted and distorted space, ordinary syrup biscuits dancing on Mars, everything in the dreamland is like dust on the soles of shoes in front of the two gods.

——Is such an idea correct, or is it an illusion caused by facing something incomprehensible?

None of this matters.

As long as the evil god's threat to human beings is swept away, everyone present can ignore the others.

Yes, ignore all others. 【Ellen Poe】I know very well: it is impossible to use gods to check and balance gods without paying any price.

Even if the condition is that the spiritual pollution value rises rapidly, after the projection returns to the seat of the heroic spirit, the heroic spirit itself will be polluted and become an irrational subsidiary of the gods.

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* "Hastazan";

*Edgar Allan Poe, 1839, Weird Tales