Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

However, it seems to be looking good.

'Well then, come on oh dear. '

Azalea's voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze, and then she fell into a standby state where she would not disturb the host.

The hill where the demigod was located finally couldn't bear the corruption, and turned into all kinds of abnormal creatures and fled.

The black-haired youth standing at the top had long since disappeared.

……

In the mountains not far from Haverhill, there is a small church.

It is not as glorious and solemn as other churches at all, with dilapidated doors and dilapidated windows. Compared with orthodox churches, it may be more like a beggar's den for homeless people.

And even beggars wouldn't come to such a deserted place.

But the sole owner of this church, Sister Alice, doesn't care about these little things at all.

In the courtyard, the women looked calm like a saint, taking care of the plants in the garden, watering one by one with the kettles in their hands, moving very slowly, as if it didn't matter if they did it all day.

She was wearing the most traditional nun costume, woven from ancient linen, with patches everywhere to look shabby.But her appearance is like a treasure bestowed by God, a little delicate and not like a human being.

A completely mismatched dress will definitely make anyone who sees it feel sorry - such a woman should be the most dazzling star in the ball.

In this deadly silent repetition, the woman did not change until the position of the last pot of daffodils.

Her watering hand stopped, and her dark golden eyes covered by the hood looked up to the sky.

"This is……"

Alice muttered to herself in a low voice, like a lark.

"What happened inside "Deadline"... There is no such record in the given time... Master Siman, do you know what happened? "

"..."

A loud noise rang in the female ears, Alice nodded lightly, and put down the kettle.

"Yes, I'll check it out myself. Please let the "dead vein" return to normal as soon as possible. Our plan only has three months left to complete, and we can't make mistakes at the critical moment..."

"..." The noise had a dignified feeling.

"Understood. I'll pay attention. It does smell like 'them'..."

She nodded in understanding, took off the headscarf that wrapped her hair, and her long silver hair fell down.

At the neck, gray, layer upon layer, is the scale of the dragon.

Beside the nun, the blooming daffodils withered down in an instant, as if something had taken away their life.

Alice's eyes were a little regretful.

Unlike Siman of "Crazy Death", she still can't let go of the glory of being a "death accuser" long ago. Even if the god of service has been corrupted, what she longs for in her heart is the normal death of life.

That's what the death of the multiverse order really looks like.

But now that she has absorbed too much "death", she is a disaster to life in itself.

But this is also helpless, if it is for the return of God...

Alice's eyes returned to calm again, burying her excess feelings, and walked outside the church where she had lived for a hundred years.

Chapter [-]: The Dragon of Death Soars in the Sky

In front of a lake on the outskirts of Haverhill, a terrifying otherworldly scene is being staged in reality.

Trees weep and pus, the earth hates life, and lakes become something black and glowing.

The black-haired demigod stepped on the little alien who ran to his feet with one foot, and nodded with satisfaction.

"So, it's the second one."

With Haverhill as the central point for absorbing "death", there are many nodes around the city.Rope doesn't need any means of leaving no trace at all, as long as it can be removed, even if it is "blocked" like this.

His purpose was to force the priest of death who was hiding in the kingdom of God to face him. Only its death could preliminarily lift the ritual. How could silent action be possible.

"I don't want to come forward and fix it myself, do you think I'm a little character that can be dismissed at will..." Ropey sneered.

In the process of destroying the "vein" just now, a divine power mixed with withering characteristics obviously wanted to stop his actions.

But the content is too small, and there are some "repair" spells mixed in, and the concept of "attack" cannot even be formed, and Ropey disintegrates easily.

This made him sure that the act of destroying the node was indeed causing trouble for the Priest of Death.

So, how long will you be able to sit peacefully... Your gods won't come back right away...

He smiled cruelly, turned around and prepared to go to the next node of the judgment.

But as soon as the black-haired youth launched the space jump, a force subtly interrupted his technique and locked the space he was in.

The power is not strong, but the method of display is very ancient, and it is definitely not something that this world can have.

What, did you just come after talking about it...

Rope is not surprised at all, the priest of death will definitely come forward sooner or later.

But it's a little strange, this power and the resistance that clearly prevents him from destroying the node are two different feelings...