Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Rope said.

"Almost all the gods who participated in the war on the earth have been killed by Art. But there are still two "God of Forging" Okan and "God of Nature" Kainaxiu, in order to prevent the "Star Grail" from being destroyed Picking up the leak, I have to kill all these two guys... Compared to Okan in the "Stove of God", Kainas is the best choice at present. "

'With all due respect, you are not allowed to peep at the elves.If there are more intelligent ants, give them time, and unexpected situations will inevitably occur.The level of sophistication in magic of that race...'

"I understand this truth better than you."

After all, this truth is explained all the time in the original book, how could he make such a low-level mistake.

Rope's voice was smiling.

"The "Dark Chess" has been buried.Just wait, when the time comes, and I can determine the location of Kainas in "nature", it is time for us to do it.As for now, let me think about the creation of the family first..."

The lord pondered, and Inzahn Nibia stopped bothering.

The Flügel was created by Artosh by infiltrating the "spirit" with feathers.The goblin seed was forged by Orkan with the "spirit" as a hammer.The elves are activated by Kainas' "spirit", and are born from nature...

All are "spirits", without exception.

So, how should I use this power correctly and excellently...

It can't be created hastily. If it is made into races like "Beastman" and "Marine", then Rope might as well not.

It is completely useless in front of the enemies that will be faced in the future!

A simple explanation for the current situation is that Rope knows that gunpowder is a mixture of sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter, and he also has sufficient sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter, but he doesn't quite understand what proportions can make the best finished product.

Gives a headache...

Suddenly, the Demon God's spiritual vision swept to his legs.

To be precise, those six were placed on the teppanyaki, no one dared to touch the chopsticks, the dark blue tentacles.

Chapter [-] God said that there should be servants, so there are family members

The so-called "creation", the word fundamentally means "to create something that did not exist".

Rope tried to create in the moon world. By implanting Nero Kaos with thin blood, he successfully gave birth to his loyal servant Pharos.But this can only be regarded as "transformation", a phenomenon that is very close to "creation".

Therefore, after the world actually had the authority to "create", he was a little confused and didn't know where to start to get the creation that fit his heart.

This is not a simple two-course meal of that kind.

"This doesn't work either..."

The owner of the dream, the newly born god species, the black-haired youth in a suit abandoned the black iron throne.

He just sat upright on the ground in the top room of the clock tower, and was troubled by the increasingly complicated jet-black magic circle in front of him.

And in the center of the magic circle is a section of his torso.

- The dark blue tentacles of the demigod.

"If I lean toward the essence of "disaster" and "fear", plus the influence of my torso, the shape of "heart" will inevitably turn to chaos and evil... The madman's subordinates have no other benefits other than causing trouble... Tsk, failed again ...Really, why can't it be as convenient as pinching a character in a game..."

With a light wave of his hand, a strong wind from nothing was born in the room, blowing away the dark and complex magic circle that had been declared a failure.

Rope looked up at the floating high roof, the translucent dew-shaped fantasy species.

"Does Nibia have any good suggestions? Anything related to "dream" is fine, let's hear it. "

'...Even if I'm a member of the same race, I don't have the ability to resonate with those mutant "Demon Lords" in terms of creation. '

Inzahn Nibia said.

'If you have to say it, there are irrelevant proposals.I think your lord is being too demanding.Thinking about other gods, they will never be as troubled as their masters. With their sensibility, with a flash of inspiration, they will naturally create their families. '

"I don't think OCD is a bad thing, the result of demanding is 'better'. "

'I think with the strength of me and you, these subordinates can do anything. '

"You said on the front foot not to underestimate the elves, but when you come to me, it doesn't matter if your family is underestimated?"

'No...sorry, it was my blunder. '

Inzahn Nibia apologized.

It's just casual chat, of course Rope doesn't care.

However, in order to make up for the mistakes of their own words, the fantasy species began to try their best to squeeze the "creative ideas" that they had never thought about, or even had no interest in understanding.

'You rejected two concepts of the essence yourself, and tried to create a family based on the essence of the "dream".Want to give them the powerful power contained in "unreal and real"... I think so, right? '

"Isn't that obvious?"

Inzahn Nibia sighed in the language of his heart.

'...My lord, at first I had doubts because of your power, because it was too unlike what this world should have.But now it seems that you are indeed a real god species, and your vision is beyond the narrow concept of our ordinary things. '

"The fantasy species actually call themselves "mortals"?This is really interesting. "

Rope laughed.

"It's not demanding...Are you referring to the "starting point" set up too high from the very beginning of my idea? "

'exactly. '

Inzahn Nibia said.