The Endless Shuttle

Soon, one after another, the envoys of the major groups of gods all stepped into the High Heaven Hall, offering salutes to the new Jade Emperor. Leaders of some large communities were also present, with what seemed to be very rich gifts.

The Seventh Heavenly Sage finally came with all suffering.

But Rope did not find the messenger of the Celtic group of gods.

It stands to reason that even if the Queen of Halloween does not come out in person, there will be representatives of the dominator of the gods to congratulate the heavens, but no one is seen at this moment.

"do not you know?"

Bai Ye looked at Rope strangely.

"The Celtic group of gods has been destroyed some time ago. It was the final human trial, the dystopian demon king. At present in the lower west, it has completely become a raging plague. Although the Halloween guy has already escaped. Celtic group of gods, but her community is still inextricably linked to the group of gods, so she can't get out of it now."

"Oh? I really didn't pay attention to this matter."

The strength of the Celtic group of gods is not very good in the box court. They are all gods who have been raised by the worship of their ancestors.

However, the start of the dystopian devil's activities gave Luo Petty a wake-up call.

The big drama that can affect Hakatai is gradually unfolding.

Chapter 45: The Puppet Cthulhu Group of "Vanxiang Useless"

Four-figure class, six hundred six six six six outer gates, a "useless place in Vientiane".

It has been a while since the Seven Heavens Great Sage and the Heavenly Court incident have completely settled down, Rope did not immediately go to the dystopian troubles impatiently, but like diners waiting for a meal in a restaurant, dormant waiting for the best time.

At the same time, he is also carefully storing the gains from participating in the Heavenly Court incident.

Let the Great Sage Qi Tian sit in the position of the Jade Emperor, this huge historical change not only affected the human history of Taoism and the heavens, but also smashed the situation of Buddhism's millennium calculations in one fell swoop.

The "history" that is nowhere to be placed is divided into several parts by Rope, and transformed into his power through the judgment of the center of the box garden, and then performs sophisticated and mysterious procedures in the body to transform into the basic divine power for the realization of the true god.

Although it can only be called the flesh of a mosquito leg compared to the Cthulhu myth executed by Philip in the outside world, it can only be called the flesh of a mosquito leg, but the heavenly court and the seven heavenly saints are ultimately just Rope’s entertainment, which can be a little bit rewarding. It is also very good.

In the magic palace where splendor and mystery coexist, the throne is shrouded in darkness and mist, and the nebula is densely covered, like eyes representing "intellect" and "crazy", which makes people shudder.

The "dark matter" divinity that Luo Pei finally acquired is being honed in the seemingly daily entanglement, and it continues to rise.

Above the hall of the Devil's Palace, the stereotyped high-heeled shoes sounded.

The black mist dissipated, and Rope opened his eyes, watching the existence that came under his throne.

"Have you completed my order?"

"Yes, master."

Philip Lovecraft bowed to his knees and saluted.

"The preliminary stage has been completed, just wait for the fermentation and guidance. There is time to spare, I deliberately return from the outside world, in order to implement your second order to form your community."

"Philip, have you seen Garing?"

"On the way into the devil's palace, I have already met the half-god and half-human girl."

"Well, that's fine." Luo Pei supported his cheek with his right hand: "Although Jialing abandoned her community and summarized it under my banner, I once promised her to allow her to keep the previous contact. So she Under the premise of being a member of "Wanxiang Useless", it will also be the "Eastern Golden Sun Fire Mother" of Heavenly Court, do you understand? "

"Yes, I understand."

"Let’s talk about it, what do you think about my community building?"

"Please forgive me for my rudeness."

After Philip finished speaking, the dark green cult in his hand opened automatically without wind.

All sorts of weird and extremely fantasizing appear, revealing the power of the same root with "unknown" and "fear."

In those phantoms, Rope also saw familiar faces.

"Eternal Sleeper" Cthulhu; "Dweller of Darkness" Nyogda; "Blaster" Ketuguya; "Lord of Deep Sky Stars" Hasta; "Lord of Ice Flame Circle" Yavum Zha; "Hieroglyphic God" Chaugonar Fagorn; "Ghostly Chilling God" Mordiggian...

The postures of the evil gods were mimicked by Philip's magical skills and presented above the hall of the magic palace.

"My master, you used the light of the "source" to swallow all the projections of the "Cthulhu Mythology" originally conceived inside the box court when you first came to the box court. Your servant dared to take advantage of this glory to you, and use my "sing" to reshape their form and spirituality, turning them into existences like your eyes and ears and worker ants, as a tool for you to draw the power of human history . "

The corners of Luo Pei's mouth curled up slightly.

"Do you want to deceive the history of mankind and cross the sea? It's not impossible. But you have to rely on the shape and identity of your majesty and your majesty. Have you asked for them?"

"I trust you to grant me the status of "Priest of the Gods". During the completion of your order, your servant has the honor to have seen the true face of the true starry master of the multiverse. "

Philip lowered his head deeply.

"The true gods gave me a clear answer. If this is something you like and need, then the true gods allow me to use their form."

"If there is no problem with etiquette, I allow you to use this plan." Luo Pei nodded: "Summarize the "worker ants" that have been shaped into my community. "

"Your permission is my supreme glory."

The filthy poet exudes clear joy.

Nothing can be more caring than the plan proposed by myself that can be approved by the creator and the master.

Above the throne, Rope pondered for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.

"Is this a phantom to preview my future identity in advance? Leading the evil gods...ha, it's really interesting."

His future is very clear.

Carrying the identity of the "fourth pillar" and "war", Rope will inevitably provoke the war of order and chaos sweeping across the multiverse, pulling the hypocritical ancient gods from the throne of today, smiling and listening to their unwillingness and fear The verbal abuse, quietly savoring their fear of death.

At that time, Luo Pei will surely lead the evil gods who have been favored.

This is understandable, only he who possesses the soul of Asathos has the qualifications.

"Come on, let me clarify myself for these puppets."

Rope said.

Philip knelt on the ground, holding up the cult in both hands.

In an instant, some changes occurred in the center of the box court.

Rope didn't expend his own power but gave those puppet spirits, not that he was reluctant, but that he had a better method.

The relationship between the box court and human history is mutual observation. The myth of Cthulhu appeared in the outside world, but the spirits that originally belonged to the gods of the Cthulhu myth were swallowed at the beginning of Rope's arrival, resulting in the absence of the gods of Cthulhu in the box court. This contradiction makes the rules of the center of the box court appear paradoxical.

But paradoxes fall into paradoxes, and rules are rules. One cannot turn a blind eye to the birth of "natural gods and Buddhas" because of paradoxes.