Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

In the distant sky, the giant whale fantasy species Abant Heim mayflies.

In the "small world" it carried, in the most magnificent and towering temple, there were Flügel excited.

"It's started, it's started!"

The girl with long spectral color hair and cross-striped pupils stared at the image in the simple observation technique, her eyes widened.

"Lord Artexiu, we spent a hundred people on the hunting party and we didn't win the giant king's head. How long do you think it will take for Lord Rope?"

I didn't ask "can", because there is no suspense at all.

Jibril never asked mentally retarded questions.

"Ah……"

On the throne, the tall and mighty Artesio supported his cheek with his right hand and did not answer the individual's question.

The so-called giant king is like dust in the eyes of the god of war, and he cannot tell him what the "strongest" useless thing is.

His pupils have been fixed on the god of disaster.

With such an aura, I am afraid that within twenty years, the newly born gods will stand in front of him...

Twenty years, as short as a moment... A cheerful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Artosh is a very strange kind of god.

The loneliness of the "strongest" makes him have no concept of "friends", so the God of War often regards his recognized opponents as his closest "friends".

It's a pity that only "Dragon" Hatirem has ever lived in this position, and in the nine thousand years after the death of "Dragon", he has never been there again.

However, soon.

When the God of Calamity challenged him with strength and unquenchable warfare, Artosh firmly believed that he would have a "second" friend at that time.

God of War is looking forward to it.

Chapter [-] Are you looking at me?The god of blacksmithing!

The magma earth changed slightly.

As if the heat evaporated out of thin air, it cooled into a solid black unknown structure.

On it, worm-like plants grow wantonly, biting and killing each other.The noise of their wiggling bodies is eerie, like the sound of arthropods stepping on dead leaves.There are even more corrupt flowers and pus, and those that are not in line with the environment emit a deadly fragrance.

A frenzied, frustrating sight.

The Demon God took back its half dark blue weird body, and the appearance of the black-haired youth reappeared.

"Four minutes, a little later than I expected... Is it because of the giant's size and special life form?"

Rope just thought about it for a while, then he didn't think about it, and his eyes were on the "big mountain" in front of him.

No, that is not a "mountain".

Drowning in the poisonous rotten mire was the huge body of the giant king of the giants, "Silent Mountain" Hightom.That terrifying body of more than [-] meters is considered a mountain.

Haytom, who had just been wanton blocking in front of the God of Disaster just a few minutes later, had entered a near-death state, and half of his body had been swallowed up by the quagmire below.

I am afraid that in a few minutes, there will be no more "Giant King" in this world.

This is extremely normal.

I have already said that as long as this world is not a battle-type god, other existences will die in front of Rope no matter how cool their names are, not to mention that Haitom's power is not as good as Yanlong's. .

The giant axe wielding thunder attacked the God of Disaster, and the sound waves spit out tore through the clouds in the sky, resounding throughout the second continent, while the tentacles of the God of Disaster penetrated the tough skin, sending chaos and disease into Hightom In the body, it all ends like that.

In this regard, Hightom's only remaining eye was completely calm, as if he had expected his end.

Rope raised his head slightly, and an invisible force instantly crushed the weird bugs that crawled by.

"The king of the giant species died in such a place without anyone being heard of. Yanlong, one of the two dragon kings of the dragon spirit species, his roar after his struggle with the Nightmare Seed and the Ex-Machina can resound through the sky of this planet, your last What honor did it bring? The worthless "four-minute block"?Or push the giant species to the abyss of extinction faster? "

"Unknown... how? It's resounding in the world... so what?"

Hightom's voice was still so dull, and the shadow of the god of disaster was reflected in the huge one eye.

Clear as a mirror.

"The strong eat the weak... It's a normal phenomenon."

As a servant of the God of Power, Hightom knows this truth better than anyone else.

"As a well-known weakling, I have long expected the fate of standing in front of the strong... Lord Okan graciously accepts us who have lost our creator, just like you accept the elves, we also give our lives to The great cause of Lord Orkan... This is the responsibility, this is the loyalty to the gods..."

"Loyalty is to be admired, but stupidity and recklessness that doesn't see form will not only serve God's sake, but will run in the opposite direction - that's what you are now."

Rope shook his head and stepped on the giant king's hair like a waterfall.

Going up, eventually trampling Hightom on the soles of his feet.

"A creature has meaning only when it is alive. After death, it becomes a garbage that is nothing. Your determination to use your life as a weapon will only be empty in the end."

There was a trace of waves in Hightom's eyes.

"Do you see it? As expected of a god species..."

He looked down at the swamp of corruption that was accelerating its devotion.