Chapter 413 Meaningless Time
This feeling has never been experienced before.
Even when they first stepped into the Hall of Stars, they did not have such a strong feeling.
Today, the figures of the stars seemed to be much taller than before.
He still sat quietly, and there was no other emotion flowing in his eyes, but the feeling revealed by his whole body could make them tremble.
A kind of status suppression?
Like the posture of a superior looking down on the inferior?
They could not explain what kind of feeling it was, but one thing was certain, the state of the stars was better than before.
The starry sky seemed to be closer to here.
The Mother Tree of Desire and other beings had their own thoughts, and even the lamp god who always liked to talk and show off rarely calmed down today.
Otherwise, with his previous temperament, he would have joked with the new Primordial Hunger, or deliberately teased and mocked him.
Primordial Hunger did not have too many feelings. In his opinion, the stars should have been in this posture.
Hastur just looked at them calmly, without the desire to speak.
After a short silence, the Primordial Hunger consciously greeted the Mother Tree of Desire and the High-Dimensional Overlooker.
He was new here, so he had to show a little humility as a latecomer.
As for the Super Star Overlord and the Lamp God, he naturally skipped them, and he did it on purpose.
He didn't like these two very much. The Super Star Overlord had a grudge against him. As for the Lamp God, the Son of Chaos, he was too lazy to deal with him purely because he was very poor and mean.
The Lamp God, who was deliberately ignored, was furious all of a sudden. He first glanced at Hastur, and seeing that he didn't show any expression, but just watched calmly, he was less cautious.
He began to join forces with the Super Star Overlord to target the Primordial Hunger, deliberately talking about some of his embarrassing things and revealing his bottom.
"Heh, your nature of eating everything will hurt you sooner or later."
"Yes, just like you, I was tricked into a wishing lamp by Weirdness. Why didn't I know you had the habit of making wishes for people before? Son of Chaos, how about changing your name to Lord of Wishes? Just like Weirdness, you can be a follower of God."
Primordial Hunger, who had been silent for a long time, finally found a place to mock the God of Light. After this set of combined punches, even the God of Light could not help but be stunned for a long time.
Super Star Overlord consciously withdrew from the battlefield and admired the fluctuating expression of the God of Light.
After being mocked by Primordial Hunger, the God of Light did not care that there were stars watching here, and began to attack Primordial Hunger in a hurry.
Primordial Hunger's mouth was a bit stupid. In addition to grasping the pain point between the God of Light and Weirdness, he did not know how to refute other aspects, so he hated the son of chaos who was chattering and mean.
In the end, every time the God of Light said something, he mentioned the Lord of Weirdness, which made the God of Light very angry.
Hastur just watched calmly. He suddenly felt that the so-called Outer Gods were not much different from those living on the ground in some aspects.
They would also get angry, attack each other, start wars, sneer, and have all kinds of complex emotions like humans.
It should be the other way around. It is the people on the ground who are like them. When there were no creatures like humans, they had been roaming the stars for countless years.
The so-called people may be the product of the inadvertent enlightenment of a certain Outer God.
As the farce ended, the lamp god, who thought he had an absolute upper hand, raised his head slightly and glanced at the original hunger with contempt in the attitude of a winner. Facing his provocative and arrogant eyes, the original hunger just turned into the appearance of a planet, as if it had entered sleep mode.
The lamp god snorted lightly, as if to say, you think you want to argue with me?
After solving the problem of the original hunger, the lamp god set his sights on the super star master who had just fled from the battlefield, and taunted him mercilessly: "It was not until recently that I realized that your IQ was barely on par with the original hunger, and you were actually tricked by the eternal blazing sun."
Having long anticipated that the lamp god would take advantage of this incident to make trouble, the super star master said lightly: "The victory between me and him has not yet been determined. The inflated confidence will only lead to destruction in the end."
"Hehe, don't talk so nicely, you clearly fell into the trap, and finally turned to go with the flow."
"You were imprisoned in the wishing lamp, is it also a way of going with the flow?"
Faced with the lamp god's difficulties, the super star master just naturally led the topic to the Lord of Mystery, which was the only stain on the lamp god.
The lamp god said coldly, "Eternal Sun is not even worthy of carrying shoes for Weirdness."
"Oh, when did you become so protective of Weirdness?"
"I'm just stating the facts."
"Me too."
"..."
Facing the slippery Super Star Overlord, the lamp god felt that he had nowhere to start, and finally he could only retract his claws and teeth, and just kept cursing the Lord of Weirdness in his heart.
Is this the Star Conference?
Hasta, who listened from beginning to end, felt that such a scene seemed a bit out of place with the Star Conference.
Shouldn't they talk about something more grand?
Why is it like a group of children who haven't grown up yet bickering with each other for fun?
Hasta looked at the boundless starry sky, looked at it seriously for a while, and seemed to understand the reason why they behaved like this.
Destroying a planet or witnessing some cosmic wonders are just very common things for them, as simple as eating and drinking. Discussing these issues is meaningless.
Existences of the same level as themselves, even if they are just simple quarrels, are more interesting to them.
Especially when seeing other beings being defeated, the mood will be even happier.
When Hastur was thinking silently, the eyes of the high-dimensional overlooker came over, "Stars, your recent condition seems to have improved a lot, and this place is closer to the starry sky."
"The starry sky is what my fingertips touch."
Hasta slowly stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him, and the starry sky rippled and swayed, like a wave brushing across the starry sky.
"Does this mean that the end of the world is closer?" It was the Mother Tree of Desire who spoke.
"Have you seen the initial barrier?"
While speaking, a transparent light shield separated the starry sky from the real world.
Although there were many large and small cracks on the initial barrier, it was still strong because of the protection of the gods such as the Goddess of Night.
The Mother Goddess of Desire, the Super Star Overlord and other beings admired the seemingly fragile initial barrier through the Hall of Stars, and also saw the old days of the Outer Gods who coveted the outside of the earth.
The greedy faces were about to completely cover the entire surface of the earth.
The lamp god smiled and said proudly: "Tsk, what an ugly face it is. It's a pity that it can't come in."
Except for the stars, only He was inside the original barrier. Seeing that group of outer gods could only look at the world He was in, He felt particularly comfortable.
No wonder they all disliked him. It turned out that they were jealous.
The lamp god found a suitable reason for his annoyingness.
The Mother Tree of Desire, the Super Star Overlord, and the Original Hunger looked at each other. Although this was normal, they could see their hungry appearance that couldn't wait to break into the real world in the Hall of Stars, especially in front of the stars and the lamp god.
This feeling was really shameful.
But it was only for a moment. The word shame didn't mean much to them. They just didn't want the lamp god to find a reason to mock them.
As for the stars, He was watching everything.
The High-Dimensional Overlooker was also in a good mood. He had previously run away to hide in order to avoid the gaze of the stars. At this moment, the starry sky outside the earth did not look as ugly as he did.
After a brief silence, the Mother Tree of Desire, the Super Star Lord, and the Primordial Hunger had no interest in talking today, especially after seeing the ill-intentioned smirk of the Lamp God and the meaningful gaze of the High-Dimensional Overlooker.
Hastur glanced at them lightly and announced the end of this star meeting.
After sending them away, Hastur sat alone in his seat again, his eyes calmly watching everything in front of him.
He thought that he could sit like this until the next star meeting, until the end of the world, or until the end of the restart of the universe.
He was like a reef on the seashore, watching the surging and roaring of the sea every day and night, and the waves that sometimes jumped high were just insignificant ripples.
The starry sky is also a sea. In his eyes, there is not much difference between the two.
In the old days of the Outer Gods, in his eyes, they were just waves with louder roars.
Just sit there, letting time pass.
Time, for him now, has no meaning.
One hour, one day, one month, one year, ten years... Such a length of time is too short compared to the entire universe and starry sky, and it is just a moment.
Until someone called him again, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the place where the call came from.
The people who called him were Sharon and the kitten named Azshara.
Her name was Hastur, not the stars.
Hastur just watched quietly, until his heart was touched, his eyes changed a little.
Sharon in the field of vision, her expression was a little sad, and she was staring at an empty house in a trance.
The kitten named Azshara lay softly on Sharon's shoulder, making intermittent meows weakly, and the sad emotion seemed to flow out of its eyes.
Hastur still just looked calmly, his eyes followed Sharon and Azshara in the picture through day after day.
Sharon in the field of vision, the sadness in her eyes was gone, the whole person was like a stone statue, looking through the window as if looking at something in the distance.
In front of the window sill, Azshara lay quietly, occasionally looking up at the outside world, but every time she looked away in disappointment, her black and shiny hair also lost its former brightness and smoothness, becoming dry and rough.
This is not good-looking, and it is not suitable for it. It should lie on its back, exposing its soft belly, with its two little paws resting on the dried fish, tasting it with a satisfied look, and occasionally making a few happy meows.