The Endless Shuttle

"Oh, why is it so annoying when I first came here. I said that I don’t want to touch the plague because I’m too lazy to touch it. It’s no use begging me." Help you pass the boring time before you die, mutual benefit and mutual benefit."

"You, you let me live, I will speak with you! You can say anything!"

Pest was also a bit quick-witted, and after realizing that there was an idea that was far from human beings, he immediately followed her request.

Upon hearing this, the goddess of the volcano frowned and began to mutter.

"Sure enough, my mother was right. Human beings really like to seize all the opportunities they can covet... But Sister Kexiila added that it doesn't hurt to be a little more kind..."

The girl with long light green hair reluctantly nodded.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you live temporarily. Who made me come into this world with your wish? But only the few days before Lena's arrival. If you want to heal the plague, go and beg her. She is professional, don't continue to trouble me."

In the next moment, Pest came to heaven.

Although the black spots on the body have not disappeared, she no longer coughs or pains. The whole person's spirit is like Meimei slept for a few days and ate another delicious meal. It was very good.

Pest wept with joy. She had never felt that "health" was such a wonderful thing.

"Thank you...thank you..."

There may not be a complete cure, but Pest knows that she will not be taken away by the disease until the "Lina" in the mouth of the devil in front of her arrives, begging for a chance to live a healthy life for a few more days.

For the latter things, think of a solution later.

The most important thing now is to satisfy the interest of the demon in front of him.

Pest knows the importance of the "contract" and understands the incredible power of the demon in front of her. If she dares to violate the contract, there may be even more terrifying things waiting for her.

Pest didn't want to try the evil magical power of evil.

Silence spread in the dungeon, and Pest took the lead to open the topic.

"Yes, can you please tell me your name?"

"Name? Ha, my mother actually asked me to tell other people my name as little as possible, because this name has not been recognized by my father, and may be changed at any time. But... I don’t know the name is really not convenient for you to chat. Just call me Anilaine, Anilaine Cthulhu."

The daughter of Cthulhu and Rope inherited the "God of Volcano" from Gata Notoya, who was deprived of her power, plus several naturally-born divinities.

"God of Volcano and Power" Anilain Cthulhu.

"Cthulhu...Miss? Your lord?"

Pest asked tentatively.

Anilaine waved his hand.

"Call me Anilaine directly, calling me Cthulhu always reminds me of that narcolepsy mother."

"Okay, Miss Anilaine." Pest nodded obediently: "You just said that you came to this world after hearing my wish. Did you originally live in a world different from ours?"

"Oh, not bad, I entered the chat state so soon."

Anilaine leaned back on the iron railing and said with a smile.

"Yes, when I was looking for the coordinates, I heard some dreams whispering, and then I came over and took a look. As for the world of life, I have always lived in the sea of ​​my mother... To be honest, I don't like it very much there, it's everywhere. The water is still dark."

"Shooting the boat along the river means that you didn't show up specifically when I heard my call?"

"Hahaha, how could I show up specifically listening to the prayer of a human being? Impossible, impossible."

Anilaine laughed and waved.

"If it weren't for the rare occasion that my mother put me out in a good mood, and ordinary humans prayed to me specifically, I would consider whether to eat him or turn me into a stone."

"You...cannibal?"

Hearing this, Pest felt his creeps.

But the girl in front of her still had a sunny smile.

"Yes, I was taught by Brother Isogda and Zos Omogg. Although I don't like the taste of humans, they said that if humans call me without a price, it would be too cheap, so I Just eat a little bit and kill a little bit symbolically, the same goes for other races."

This is not malicious, but a purely heterogeneous concept.

Pest instantly understood how evil existed in front of her.

"But I don't know if my father likes my behavior."

Anilaine lowered his head in distress.

"I haven't seen Father Father since I was born. What if Father Father knows that this matter hates me? I heard that Father Father has been raised from the incredible level of human beings all the way... I'm a little scared, so I'll change it later."

"Hmm! It's good to change it, it's good to change it."

Pest nodded frantically.

It wasn't for the harmonious relationship between Anilaine and her father, but simply didn't want to be eaten crunchy while chatting.

The air started to get cold again, and Pest racked his brains to find the topic.

"Miss Anilaine, you are here to find your father who has never been masked. Then what kind of existence does your father exist?"

In an instant, Pest felt as if the half-asleep girl in front of her was awakening.

Her magma-colored eyes opened brightly.

"My Father is a truly great God!"

Chapter 76: Pesto’s wonderful encounter, the volcano that burns the world

"I heard my mother say that unlike those of us who are born with power, my father came up step by step from the most basic place. Strange and taboo knowledge, the pain of transforming power, the ordinary existence of imagination alone will stop timidly. Your father has never hesitated about the road to the future!"

"So Father is the greatest God I think! Of course he will gain the power of our common source, and dominate us, lead us, and re-declare war against our eternal enemy!"

Anilaine's dozing appearance disappeared, replaced by blind worship.

Without beginning and ending, Pest listened in a daze.

After all, she was just the daughter of a medieval human nobleman, with very limited knowledge.

But I don't know how to pick it up. This is a chat that concerns her life.

"Miss Anilaine admires her father very much. Although you said you haven't met each other, I think your father must be looking forward to meeting you."

"Well! Our sisters think so."

"In contrast, my father..."