The black light spots are still slowly dispersing, and the black single wing, as the protagonist, is more like a spectator watching indifferently. This can be said to have lost all its edge, or it can be called blind arrogance.
If Perseus is a companion who appears out of thin air, then Hastur is a visitor who has been waiting for a long time. From the female contract beast that lives in the giant rock cradle, to the giant beast that Rikka pillows under her head all day long.
Fat insects, and now the remnants of ancient ferocious beasts.
It can be said that Hastur was born under the spotlight, and because he was born with the blessing of Christine and Rikka, the little guy was able to quickly integrate into the world.
In this regard, Hastur is far luckier than his good brother, because Perseus was born to be Rikka's servant, and then he had no choice but to stand up for Gloria. The first impression he made on everyone was extremely bad. Although in some aspects, Perseus is Boom's more reliable companion, in terms of adaptability, Hastur is even better.
From the day he turned into a giant pupa, it can be said that he has been protected by his companions. Although Rikka said it was easy, he did not bother him anymore. Christine not only devoted all her energy, but even almost suffered a mental breakdown.
There is no majesty of a great mage.
It was a bright moonlit night with few stars. It was the most chaotic day in the habitat of all beasts in recent years. It was the moment when Hastur emerged from the chrysalis.
Rikka transformed her hands into short blades, and the pressure of the beast rose into the sky, making the stars change color. Christine's black robe made a hunting sound, and the pressure of the poisonous miasma spread around like a purple cloud. Boom also sacrificed
With the black wood staff out, the ape wind pressure is not yet stable, but it also adds a violent aura. Perseus' gravity pressure black light circulates, so that even the bright moon has to temporarily avoid the edge.<
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Time passed minute by second, and finally with a low groan like the chirping of insects, Hastur emerged from the pupa. Compared to Perseus appearing out of thin air, Hastur appeared like a firefly under the spotlight.
I slowly opened my eyes amid the blessings of all my companions.
"Congratulations, you will be our companion from now on." Boom said, then he put away the black wooden staff and slowly took a step back.
In Boom's eyes, all the memories of Hastur are still in the form of his mother insect contract beast, not to mention that today's protagonist is definitely not him, so he just said a few words that were neither salty nor indifferent.
"Big fat bug! It's rare for someone to protect someone so hard today! From now on, you have to pay back ten thousand times, or I will beat you to death!"
Rikka's hands slowly returned to human form, and then she spoke arrogantly. However, the little girl's beautiful eyes had already been bent into a crescent moon, because she preferred this to the former female insect contract beast.
The relic of an ancient ferocious beast that can communicate with itself for the first time.
"No matter what you become, you will always be my most cherished relative." Christine spoke for the last time, and tears came out of her eyes.
Her mental state at that time was very bad, and it could even be said that she was on the verge of collapse. Compared to Boom and Rikka, who had only been together for a few years, Christine and Hastur had been dependent on each other for more than 400 years. That was absolutely
A bond that cannot be broken.
However, Perseus suddenly burst out and punched Hastur, who was just born, flying away. However, when the two brothers looked at each other, they both saw the warning of "Little King Gloria", so they had no choice but to
He tried his best to cooperate with the performance, but Perseus was almost killed by Rikka.
He has gray curly hair and a delicate face. However, Hastur’s left eye degenerated into what it looked like hundreds of thousands of years ago because of the forceful transformation into the spirit urn.
It was a poisonous insect as thick as an index finger, the embodiment of Hastur's soul, a fatal weakness that should have been buried deep in his heart, but was exposed in the air due to his reckless actions.
Thinking back hundreds of thousands of years ago, Hastur could be said to be far more beautiful than many ancient ferocious beasts. As the Lord of Soul Butterflies, he lived in a certain quiet jungle, where even the air was filled with toxins.
environment.
However, one day, a powerful ancient ferocious beast suddenly appeared, and the soul butterfly tribe collapsed instantly. In the end, only Hastur, the leader of the tribe, was lucky enough to survive.
In that kind of despair, Hastur chose to return to silence, took the initiative to crush his body, and his soul was attached to an ugly worm. As the sun and the moon rotated, the worm exhausted its last trace of life force after a thousand years, but it still
Under the influence of Hastur, it once again condensed into a giant pupa.
After that, the giant chrysalis silently witnessed the ancient magic era from prosperity to decline, witnessed the division of the elves, and was finally awakened by Christine's blood.
Therefore, Hastur's choice to forcibly transform into a pregnancy urn directly resulted in his weakness being unable to be hidden. The mother worm in the left-eye insect nest is not only the source of his power, but also the embodiment of his soul. It can be said that if it is the mother worm
After death, Hastur will definitely lose his vitality, and there will be no possibility of a second evolution.
All memories and traumas are hidden in the left eye insect nest. Hastur always looks smart and smart, but he is also always on guard.
With every trembling of the female worm, Hastur had to work hard to fully draw the bowstring. He didn't want to stop here, just because he still had unfulfilled wishes.
Although he did not encounter any crisis in Jackdaw City, he did not use all his strength in Vulture Keep, he did not face the danger in Iron Oak City, and he did not stand up in Twin Nest City. But Hastur has resisted countless Pava Federation.
The cavalry raided, but he also consumed too much energy.
Because whether he was the former Lord of Soul Butterflies or the current assassin, Hastur can be said to be extremely bad at dealing with enemies head-on.
Although his attacks are very sharp, they are the appearance of short-term bursts. Compared with frontal combat, Hastur is better at assassination and intelligence collection. In other words, he is born to be a silent traveler walking in the shadows, and he never tires of it.
The assassination target.
His attitude towards Rikka is out of doubt, his attitude towards Gloria is out of fear, but Hastur’s attitude towards Christine is a kind of feedback that is almost crazy.
The only reason he lived was to repay Christine for her four hundred years of persistence, so he stuffed all his pain into the insect nest in his left eye, even if his whole body convulsed as a result, and even if he became blind as a result. "It's just that Hastur is too pretentious!"
"This world is far from as simple as he imagined. If we consider it purely from the human form, Christine is not the best mentor."
"A powerful child, no different from Rikka and almost the same as Gloria. He is far from being as reliable as he appears on the surface, at least not yet enough to stand alone."
Boom sighed, and then waved his hand to disperse Hastur's representation. Compared to Perseus, Hastur always gave him the illusion of being a proud man.
But that is what Boom hates the most, so Boom alienates Hastur a little, and secretly entrusts it to Perseus more than once to prevent the little guy from being blinded by pride.
Hastur's growth rate was astonishing, but what Boom saw was more of him trembling alone in secret. It felt familiar to Boom, so he didn't bother him, only hoping that the other party could rely on that
Stress transforms, rather than sinking.
Boom also trembled in the dark and rainy night, because he did not want to surrender to fate, and did not want to never see the glare of the sun again. Hastur also felt sad more than once, but he never gave up hope and polished his arrows.