"It seems that the expectations for you are still too high. It's hard to imagine a guy who doesn't even have a sense of time talking about the future."
"Every living being is a relatively independent existence. As long as they don't disturb me, I naturally don't care about anyone else's thoughts. In other words, I have no interest in knowing other people's living conditions. No matter what I do, no matter what happens because of it.
Make a profit or fall into a catastrophic situation.”
"Those guys who keep claiming to be loyal to their oaths always like to betray their promises on some small things. Are only life-and-death matters the most important? That's really ridiculous. After all, those guys have no control over their own destiny, even more so.
Forget about death."
"Be grateful. If I didn't want to lose my pet, there would be no possibility of your resurrection. But you are just a pet. At least at your current level, you are not even qualified to be my servant."
The sixth floor of the necropolis of Philecht Nalantis, the Big Cave. I saw Gloria had already put down her quill, and then she said softly.
In fact, she had already sensed that the other party had secretly left, and she had even sensed that Hastur, who was in the foggy tidal flat on the second floor of the necropolis, had officially started his third transformation journey a few days ago.
But as she said, she had no intention of helping Hastur, nor did she pay attention to Alberto's plan. To put it more clearly, as long as she didn't delay drinking coffee, it had nothing to do with her whether he was alive or dead.
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Gloria is a person who is extremely particular about plans. Correspondingly, she is also the person who hates having her plans ruined the most. If it were not for the friendship of companions and the respectful respect of the other party over the years, it is estimated that Alberto would not be able to do it at all.
If he leaves quietly, Hastur will also be implicated.
He stood up slowly, and then walked through the giant maze full of murder and stepped into the blizzard. His dark red shoulder-length curly hair fluttered in the wind, his indigo blue pupils were as clear as the ocean, and the blood-stained petals on his chest looked particularly dazzling.
Everything around him is quietly changing. Boom has been practicing hard for a hundred years because of his status as a "guide", and Christine has also started a journey of cultivation because of her pride.
Perseus and Hastur were unwilling to bear the label of "legacy" and strived to break through. Even though Alberto was sleeping soundly all day long, he was also accumulating strength.
Grass and trees will wither, metal and stone will also die. The once arrogant ancient magic era has long ceased to exist, and countless ancient ferocious beasts have eventually become the prey of more powerful beings.
Perhaps the four words "eternal" are worthy of Rikka and Gloria in this world. After all, the two sisters have not changed much over the years. The former is still so energetic, and the latter is still the same.
He is so gloomy and doesn't like to interact with strangers.
"Don't take any chances in front of me. Although my perception is not as good as that wild girl Rikka, it is not beyond your reach."
"As the master of the necropolis, Philecht Nalantis, I am always in perfect control of any situation here. Ridiculous little guy, excess emotions will only kill you."
Gloria stood in the circular pit and said calmly. She waved her hand, and the snowstorm that had lasted for nearly a hundred years in the six-story cave of the necropolis suddenly stopped, as if it had never happened.
The snow was faintly glowing red, but the surface of the entire space was a giant alchemy array, and this alchemy array was always rotating slowly.
She has never told anyone this secret. After all, there is no need to do so. Because this giant alchemy array has only one function, which is to collect the four basic psychic powers for Gloria's experiment.
The power of blood continuously seeped into Alberto's body and slowly flowed through all the organs. But Alberto, who was in the blood pool, suddenly started to beat.
A moment later, Alberto actually opened his eyes and looked at the petite figure outside the blood pool with some disbelief. After all, she never thought that the other party would come to the rescue.
"I have no interest in consuming alchemy scrolls, so you don't want to have any nervous psychic power in your body. However, your psychic disorder has been eliminated. Unless you continue to seek death, no one can stop you."
"It's a wonderful performance, but you, the protagonist, seem to have got the wrong audience. I'm not the Christine who likes to listen to operas. I appreciate it, but I have no interest in wasting too much time because of it."
"Perhaps that is the custom of your Soul Butterfly clan, but in my eyes, is it a little too hasty to sacrifice so much for someone who doesn't remember you at all?"
"Listen, you are not worthy of calling yourself a servant. The reason why you are following me is just because you are good at making coffee."
"If you distract me again in the future, no matter what the reason is, I will kill you with my own hands."
"The way to protect a person should not be limited to one-sided efforts. In other words, if Hastur doesn't even have the strength to transform into an ancient beast, then he is not worthy of your life."
"Can you leave? Do you still want me to drag you back? Put two more sugar cubes in the coffee this afternoon. You are not allowed to leave the cave without permission for three years, otherwise I will kill you and Hastur to save you from wasting me.
time."
Gloria turned around and left, and as her right foot landed, a blizzard fell from the sky again. Alberto slumped on the ground, a little dazed, and saw her first turning her head and looking at the path leading to Hastur.
On the second floor, there was a misty tidal flat, and then he sighed.
"I understand, Lady Gloria."
"From now on, I will do my own thing well and no longer be so ridiculous."
Although Alberto said this, he seemed a little lonely. After all, for millions of years, she only had her lover Hastur in her heart, until she met Gloria.
Although Gloria is usually a bit mean, her help time and time again is genuine. From being the first to completely see through her, to keeping her by her side, and then to blessing her to live well until today.
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I know very well that if this situation happened to others, they would probably not be as lucky as myself.
Her body quickly shrunk, and finally Alberto transformed into the palm-sized female insect, and then crawled towards the big hole. Now, except that she needs some time to recover her spiritual power, she is intact as before.
"Sir, this is your afternoon coffee. I especially put two extra sugar cubes in it."
"These are the cookies I baked yesterday. You can try them too. They taste pretty good."
The female insect Alberto once again returned to her usual appearance. She jumped onto the test stand with a smile and pushed the silver dinner plate in front of the other party.
After "dying twice", Alberto also felt that he was too stupid, at least he should not have committed suicide like this. But if Hasta is in danger again one day in the future, she will still help without hesitation.
There is no doubt about this, the only change is that she will cherish herself more, at least she will not do anything thankless or even die because of it.
"I know, use dragon crystal to restore your spiritual power as soon as possible, and don't bother me casually."
"As the saying goes, if you want to control your destiny, you must first make yourself stronger, so strong that everyone can shut up."
"Sleep, this is the only way for you to start your journey of transformation, or it is the best way for you. As for other issues, it is not too late to talk about it in the future."
Gloria took a sip of coffee and said softly. She was not very good at comforting others, so it was very rare for her to say something like this, at least it had never happened before.
Upon hearing this, Alberto, the female insect, bowed and saluted, and then she flashed and returned to the depths of the maze. As Gloria said, the way for the female soul butterfly to accumulate power is not through swallowing dragon crystals or powerful beings.
It's about sleeping, a deep sleep that's almost like hibernation.