Just as Shen Ji wanted to escape, Hasta, who was wearing a yellow hooded trench coat on his head, looked at him, but he felt that the king in yellow was not looking at him, but looking in his direction, and he was just blocking this direction.

A chill spread to every corner of the body, although the yellow-clothed lord Cthulhu in front of him was not the main body, but the breath on its body was also real, that was the evil god Hasta, undoubtedly the evil god, dozens of times weakened infinitely, it was also Hasta, the Hasta who had been followed and worshiped by countless people and feared.

"Cthulhu has also dropped projections on this island?"

Of course, Shen Ji couldn't understand what the other party said, but the system didn't care so much, and directly translated this content for Shen Ji, and then he was quite speechless.

Doesn't it seem like there's no way to stay in this world anymore?

One Hasta isn't enough, one more Cthulhu?

Was it that braindead who summoned that Cthulhu?

Countless questions challenged Shen Ji's arithmetic abilities, and those followers of Hasta understood what Hasta was saying, frightened in the sealed bubble, and more in the struggle to escape from the bubble that bound them.

【Oops, Oops, Cthulhu Sugar】

[Brief Introduction: On a small island at the edge of the sea, two cult groups of foreign people summoning evil gods have been discovered, and if this evil ritual is not stopped, then this world without ancient gods will also be destroyed. 】

[Objective: Destroy the projection of the evil god Hasta and the evil god Cthulhu]

[Quest Punishment: World Destruction]

"Damn, how can there be Cthulhu in this world?"

Shen Ji, who had a slight headache, almost wanted to escape, but such a task to protect the world appeared in front of him, and the idea of wanting to escape was completely destroyed, he was not a savior, that was not something he could be, just like the savior protagonists of those anime, the final ending was either death or disability.

"But since the task is written as a projection, then there is a certain probability of completion, and the system will not let people die for no reason, and the IQ of such a tricky system is definitely very high."

It's useless to think of any method now, Shen Ji can only pray, there is nothing wrong with the task on this system, as long as the system is a little smart, he will not let a mortal task be given to him, otherwise it will be too hurtful.

In the vast underground space, Hasta, who was covered in a yellow cloak all over his body, suddenly trembled all over, a little sign of wanting to go crazy, it was the attraction of fate, Cthulhu, a mortal enemy, was tempting him, wanting to destroy this natural mortal enemy.

"Let's die once, I hope it doesn't look too ugly."

Looking at the yellow-clothed king Hasta in front of him who was constantly trembling and growing tentacles, he felt as if he was looking at some eighteen forbidden products, even if he looked at the book, he had never been so disgusting, Shen Ji recalled some strange books, at that time, he still thought that those tentacle books were good-looking, but now he has to experience the madness of these tentacle monsters.

Stretching out his arm, a relatively thin magic book appeared in his hand, saying that the magic book is just a bound edition of the book with strange words written, not even a cover, but even this can not hide the magic breath that emanates from it, the book is just a carrier, as long as the words in it have magic power, then it is even a magic book, some magic books are still engraved on the stone pillar to become a codex, and some are engraved on the stone slab, as if it is a jade record, people who don't understand the value will never understand the value.

Fingers quickly flipped the pages in his hand, and the letters were attracted by the light, shining dazzlingly in this dim and mysterious cave, and Shen Ji flickered with these fonts, and his whole body exuded a breathtaking magic.

A huge ice spear was refined in the air, and the cold air in the dim space was overwhelming, making a clattering and clattering sound, and more water vapor was condensed in the spear in his hand.

"Target, King of the Yellow, Hasta."

The cold spears were shaped, and the body of the spear was condensed from the water in this sea, and the inexhaustible water elements were extracted from this soil layer, which made these ice spears even larger.

And Hasta just stood there motionless, as if he didn't know that a huge ice gun was attacking in front of him, just looking at a figure behind Shen Ji, which was too calm.

Facing the ice spear that was about to hit its body in front of him, Hasta just moved forward, and the air on his body exploded violently, almost destroying the entire underground wind blade and cutting the ice spear in front of him directly into ice crystals in the sky.

The cold crystal fragments falling from the ceiling filled this space with a very romantic atmosphere, but it would be much better if there was not an evil god in front of him, but a girl.

Finally, Hasta, the king of yellow clothes, finally cast his eyes on Shen Ji's body, and then it began to move, like a void substance spreading wildly in space, and the pale tentacles hissed and roared, making everyone present tremble inexplicably.

"The Philosopher's Stone."

A bright rose red bloomed in his hand, Shen Ji was not sad because the blow just now was crushed, it was just a dessert, if he was killed so easily, then that could only mean that this evil god was just a joke.

It's an immortal existence, and even the old gods can't kill the evil gods who can only be sealed in the corners of the universe.

"Projection Begins - Trace-On"

The light and shadow behind him changed, producing a time and space like a mirror, and countless magic forces were condensed in it, some black and gold were combined, and more were green barcodes visible to the naked eye in the eyes, covering the entire space behind Shen Ji.

There were more than a dozen spears and blades forming, so cold that it seemed like everything in front of them was about to be shattered, and the green magic circuits covered with them were frantically absorbing the magic power on the red philosopher's stone in Shen Ji's hand, and even on Shen Ji's body, you could see the magic that emitted some golden lightning.

"Shoot it—"

Stretching out his hand and waving down, in Shen Ji's expressionless face, he didn't show the slightest mercy at all, some weapons began to shoot at Hasta, and more were taking shape, supplementing the weapons that had been swept away by the storm.