Chapter two hundred and eighty nine meeting the witch
"Naya?!"
"Long time no see~"Brother"."
——In the alley next to the supermarket, Lin Shuwen, who was carrying ingredients, put down the plastic bag in his hand.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun still hanging high in the sky was scorching the earth, but Lin Shuwen, who was staring at the alley at this time, only felt a chill from his soul.
In his sea of consciousness, for the first time in this period of time, Canyue "thought" before the alien god and issued a warning to his master.
(Master, you have found the surrounding surveillance cameras and can cover them with dark elements at any time.)
"It seems that you still have no intention of giving up..."
Lin Shuwen glanced at the occasional passers-by around him, and after much deliberation, he took the initiative to walk towards the woman with the gray gauze on her face, and entered this dark alley.
"Oh? Aren't you going to run away? Are you going to approach me instead of running away? You were like a marathon runner about to be overtaken by the second place, trying your best to run away from me."
"How can I thank you without getting close to you?"
"Ah, then let's get closer~"
"call out!"
Gray tentacles suddenly flew out from under Naiya's high-cut skirt, and Lin Shuwen's body was engraved with dark patterns. Several thorns covered with spikes instantly pierced out from the shadow under his feet, and pierced the long hair neatly.
Rifted gray tentacles.
The inhuman force created a sonic boom, and invisible ripples shook the eardrum and the foundation.
Dust is everywhere, and the narrow alley has turned into a strange black thorn garden.
Squirming things tearing at the fluid, sharp things twisting and glowing, new thorns tearing at the split mouth, and the roar from the abyss took away human consciousness.
For a time, humans within a kilometer radius lost the ability to stand, fell into a coma, or covered their heads and howled. They suffered from the indescribable sounds that poured into their minds, and finally lost consciousness.
"Do you want to continue?"
"If you are willing to accept...!"
The gray tentacles melted into liquid easily and fell from the thorns to the ground. Accompanied by howls coming from the cracks, the scene was once very shady.
"How could I not listen to my favorite "brother"?"
The beautiful legs are slippery, the high slits show off the black straps around the waist unbridled, and the uneven silk threads fly up and down, drifting through the black thorn jungle like a demonic wind.
The gray veil rises, and the bottomless valley tries to cross the sharp-edged collarbone, luring the body and soul of the person in front of him into the abyss.
Lin Shuwen's expression was calm. Although his body had some ups and downs, what dominated his heart was still the fear and avoidance of the external gods in front of him.
But the ups and downs became somewhat out of control along with the fluctuating mood.
"Hey, "Sister", I will listen to anything. As long as "Brother" wants to think about it, whether it's about humans or alien gods..."
The fluttering gauze tickled Lin Shuwen's ears, and Naiya squeezed her body against his to his heart's content. Her charming and provocative voice followed the tip of her perverse tongue, tickling the man's ears to her heart's content.
"Why?"
Lin Shuwen still took the initiative to move his body away from Naiya. The unbalanced Naiya fell delicately in the direction of Lin Shuwen like a weak willow in the wind. The latter subconsciously raised his arm and helped Naiya while deliberately avoiding it.
Asia's body.
But then Lin Shuwen realized that even the goddess of motherhood could not be as weak and fall as human women.
So he deliberately relaxed the strength of his arms.
"No, right?
"
Naiya locked Lin Shuwen's arm, her lowered face blocked the ravine, and the voice that came out had a hint of sadness that an outside god should not have.
It was a cry that only heart-breaking humans could utter.
"Sorry, thank you for what you have done for me, but at least now, I want to be a human being, not an alien god."
"You know everything?"
Naiya's nails dug into Lin Shuwen's arm with sudden force. Lin Shuwen gritted his teeth and stopped the behavior of Zangyue's guardian in his mind, choosing to "let the blood flow out", which was a very human conclusion.
"Well, you helped us a lot when we were in Xushan, but the fault is hard to offset. The lives of hundreds of people in Zhu Hibiscus... Hehe, to you, those are just ants."
"I just put a spell on that woman to lure the hornless sheep, that's all."
"Why?"
Lin Shuwen suddenly had an unreal feeling. Naiya, an outside god and one of the three highest pillars, would actually explain to himself and try to excuse...
This is unreasonable, no, it is very evil in every aspect.
"So, if I want to, ah, use your human words, "atonement"..."
The nails pulled out from the skin were bloodshot. Naiya pulled Lin Shuwen's arms and stepped back until the bloodstains stopped on his fingertips.
Let go, stand still, and smile.
That smile suddenly gave Lin Shuwen a sense of déjà vu.
"An exchange of equal value is enough, right?"
Naia's figure turned into gray particles and disappeared into the alley with a strange laughter.
"thump."
When the lust dissipated, all that was left was the debilitating fear and fear. Lin Shuwen knelt on the ground, holding his body up and gasping for air. All kinds of hindsighted horrors were mixed with the undissipated feelings of the external gods.
The unexplainable fear made Lin Shuwen's whole body sweat continuously.
(You are really an old pervert. In various senses, you were really dancing in front of the gate of hell just now. If "Chaos" were less infatuated with you, you and the planet would be gone in an instant, you know?
!Thank you...)
(Compared to this, where were you just now?)
Because his brain was running at high speed, Lin Shuwen was very keenly aware of the main anomalies in "thinking".
(It is very troublesome to disturb the original concept of "chaos" without authorization. It is better to do less than to do more, right?)
"snort……"
"Ah? Are you okay?!"
(!)
As a female voice sounded, Lin Shuwen was keenly aware that there was a very brief pause in the "thinking" in the sea of consciousness.
"Are you okay? Ah, you lost a lot of blood! Come on, come on, let me help you treat it."
Lin Shuwen gasped for breath, temporarily put aside his previous awareness, and turned to look at the kind man who made a familiar voice.
Sure enough, it's the witch, Naya.
"You don't know. It's Naiya who has changed his appearance. After all, he is the faceless god..."
"Ah, it's Brother Shuwen! The Naiya you just mentioned is...?"
Naya had an expression of excitement on seeing her sweetheart. Lin Shuwen looked at those pupils as beautiful as the red moon and found no trace of disguise.
It seems that it is really just a coincidence.
"Ahem, one of the three origin gods, the nameless fog, "Chaos", alongside Yog-Sothoth, the source of your witches."
Lin Shuwen stood up supporting the wall and explained at the same time
He continued to observe Naya's pupils with the corner of his eye.
Still no fluctuations representing camouflage were found.
(It seems like she is really just an ordinary witch...)
(No, according to the fluctuations in the power of her magic release, she should be more than just an ordinary witch, she should have very pure power, as if she were being used by a direct lineage of an outer god.)
(Maybe it’s the second Yogurt’s Daughter, but I’m not surprised if there’s a real Outer God’s daughter as well.)
Lin Shuwen stretched, reached out and held Naya's arm, interrupting her healing magic. As the blue-black light dissipated, the ten blood holes on Lin Shuwen's arm that Naya "caught" had all been filled.
Black dark element crystal.
"Thanks."
"No, you're welcome. No, if you really want to thank you... why don't you come with me later..."
"Sorry, I have some things to deal with later. Thank you again for your help."
Lin Shuwen walked quickly to the entrance of the alley and reached out to pick up the plastic bag containing ingredients on the ground.
Behind him, the witch Naya raised her left shoulder with her hands behind her back, touched the ground behind her right foot, stared at Lin Shuwen's back, and suddenly said:
"Okay, even if you already have a lover."
Lin Shuwen paused for a moment, then grabbed the handle of the plastic bag.
"I can, too, be with you."
Lin Shuwen walked forward.
"Maybe I can help you with something about a certain existence."
As if time and space fell into a stillness of black and white, Lin Shuwen suddenly turned back, but Naya was no longer in the alley.
("think")
(I don’t know about the fluctuations and power that this witch showed just now! But she may, really be the daughter of the second outer god!)
The "Si" that knows all things in the sea of consciousness fell into violent emotional fluctuations for the first time. Lin Shuwen closed his eyes and looked at his excited appearance jumping up and down, and put down his doubts about him.
(Owner.)
(What’s wrong with the waning moon?)
("Thinking" him, it must be the second time he feels the fluctuation from Naya.)
(!)
On the channel that only masters and servants can hear, Can Yue's cautious words activated Lin Shuwen's memories.
Indeed, in the hotel that night, when Naya asked questions that had something to say, she did have a wave of deja vu.
Just like when my arm is activated by some kind of force...
Lin Shuwen looked at his left arm. The symbol representing the outer god "Yog-Sothoth" on his wrist seemed to match his words, emitting a silver-blue soft light.
I don't know since when, my body has been transformed and changed more and more towards some inexplicable place. Now, he may really just barely be called a human.
(My Lord, you are a living being named human.)
"Well!"
The very clear sound of Xue Scale stung Lin Shuwen's head. He stretched out his hand to touch his head and clenched his teeth for a few seconds.
On his left arm, the symbol representing the outer god "Yog-Sothoth" was floating out of a trace of blood-red mist.
"Oh, why are humans and not humans..."
After the pain subsided, Lin Shuwen straightened up again, walked slowly to the bus stop not far away, and embarked on the way home.
Yes, that was the warmest home for him, Feng Xuyuan, You Ling, Mei'er, Zang Yue, and Mo Yunfei.