"Little Rope, since you are willing to let the water octopus give birth to you, then I think I am no worse than the octopus who only knows to sleep-whether it is power or rank."

No, no, the point is not this...

Rope sighed, speaking in a very tactful way.

"His Majesty Ktougya, you may have forgotten one thing. As far as I know, your body, um...maybe not possess the ability of conventional biological reproduction?"

Ketuguya is a living flame.

In short, it is the conscious "sun", infinitely close to the form of elemental life.

"It's ridiculous." The girl raised her mouth.

"Little Rope, you are also a great occultist who has achieved a demigod. Why don't you even know the indefinite nature of me? If I have that need, I can change the form of my own existence at will. Including the one you see now For the human body, I also have the ability to make the body appear like this."

Of course I know this, so why can't I understand the refusal hidden in my own words? Rope looked at Ketuguya and thought in distress.

No, maybe this great **** has already heard it, but because of some persistence, he chose to ignore it.

Trouble...

In ancient times, Ning Caichen lived and died, and Xu Xian slept with the snake. Is it his turn today to bow down to the sun? I feel passion (physical) just thinking about it.

Rope gave up the roundabout and said straightforwardly.

"Sorry, I appreciate your kindness."

"Why refuse?"

"His Majesty Nyara Totip has a great kindness to me." Rope said.

"It is impossible for me to sever contact with His Majesty Nyarlatotep just because of just a few days of getting along with you and your generous terms. That is undoubtedly a kind of humiliation to me. I am flattered by your praise, but your terms are forgiven. I can’t agree."

More importantly, his adopted daughter is still in Nyarlatotepu's kingdom of God, how could she break contact if she doesn't.

Unexpectedly, Ketugya was not angry when he heard Rope's refusal, but instead glanced at him approvingly.

"There is no need to apologize. Having your own bright soul is something to be proud of."

Existences that can be easily abducted by interests will inevitably be attracted by greater interests.

With her own firm creed, it is worth her Ketugya to fight for.

The girl touched her chin and nodded gently.

"That's it, you still retain a lot of human concepts. In other words, all the showdowns at the beginning will be counterproductive. Like Nyaratotip, you must form a "friend" for both sides from the very beginning. Is the relationship...I understand, that is to say, Little Rope, do you want me to be as dedicated to you as a human courtship, so that you will put me in the same position as Nyaratotip? "

"I do not have!"

Rope denied it immediately.

The meaning of Ketugya's words is to describe him as a coquettish **** who plays with the evil god!

‘What are you denying? "Acelia said gloomily: "Ape, your behavior is completely like a scumbag, saying, "No one dares to offend easily" and step on countless boats with open feet. ’

'……It's enough. ’

'Humph. ’

Acelia hummed uncomfortably, and then chose to stand by.

She didn't want to use the eyes of the host to see any hateful and abominable compatriot.

Make a note of it. When she becomes one, the system lady will have to queue up and shoot this bunch of troublemakers.

Wiping the non-existent beads of sweat on his forehead, the black-haired young man who smelled the Shura field didn't dare to stay any longer, and could only say with an awkward smile.

"Regarding your proposal, my answer is that. Considering the mental fatigue that your lack of strength may bring, I will not bother you, Your Majesty Ktougya, thank you again for dispelling the idea of ​​burning the world. In a few days I will take you to have fun in my territory..."

With that said, he saluted and planned to retire.

——Boom!

The gate of the temple made of obsidian was closed, and the flames in the temple burned fiercely.

"Our conversation is not over yet, Little Rope."

Ketuguya walked down from the stone seat, walked to the side of the black-haired young man with his small jade feet, and looked up at him with inorganic pupils.

"Do you have anything else to ask..."

"An Xin, I will not use my identity and strength to force you to agree to my request."

Ketugya said.

"But I'm not going to give up the idea of ​​letting Nyarlatotep get out of you. If the full showdown is a bit too haste, then Little Rope and I must have a start?"

"You don't dislike it, we are friends now."

"No, I have a better idea."

The red-haired girl melted.

Literally.

Ketugya became a magma-like fluid, permeating the entire temple. The surrounding flames are commanded by her, flying in a small space.

Immediately, Rope felt something catching up behind him.

A half-element, half-girl Cthulhu, with his hands around the neck of the black-haired young man, blowing the heat that can melt steel (physical) in his ears.

"Don't resist, Little Rope."

Ketugya said softly.

"Although you can easily disperse this avatar now, I am a very vengeful and careful guy... It just happens to be a human body. Let us have a happy start... It's great that you are immune to flames..."

The black-haired young man had a weird expression on his face. He didn't resist, or was too lazy to resist, and was dragged into the orange-red magma by Ketugya.

Cthulhu, Nyarlatotep, and Ktoogya are already the third...

Probably the black-haired youth has gradually gotten used to such things that are beyond common sense.

...

On the other side of the world, not far from the mainland, a beautiful angel is flying.

The long hair of the spectrum color, the pupil with the cross pattern, that is Jibril, the last individual of the Skywing species.