Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Rope sighed helplessly, tilted his head to avoid the flames emitted by a vampire beast, and added chocolate ice cream for himself.

"I would have paid more attention if I knew it earlier. I didn't expect this world to be so fragile."

He muttered in a low voice.

"A little bit of "dispute" from the "War Knight" can make this city look like this... If I come in the form of a complete demon god, the civilization will not collapse in an instant. "

'Don't measure this world by the standards of the previous world. '

Azalea said.

'It's said that it is a "vacation", and to this world, you are already at the level of a "mobile natural disaster".Vampires are okay, how can ordinary humans and orcs resist your "dispute", they will definitely be induced into a state of riot. '

"It's such an old term. It seems that I have heard this evaluation in the godslayer..."

Make ice cream for yourself, and the evil god of strife returns to the streets.

With a snap of his fingers, along with the distortion of the air, a red warhorse with a burning flame and armor appeared.

The mount of the "War Knight" is also a slight manifestation of the authority of "War".

The horse that Al's protagonist Al rides in "Darksiders" has become Rope's means of transportation.

The appearance of the horse made the disputes on the street even more intense, but no matter what, the black-haired youth could not be affected.

Rope looked like he had nothing to do with him, and sat leaning on the back of the horse and walked out of the city.

"In the world of "Blood-devouring Raid", I don't know which generation the fourth ancestor of the "protagonist" is now... But it's nothing, anyway, it's fine, just turn around a little and go to Itogami Island..."

He conjured a blank book out of thin air, a quill in his hand.

"If you want to spread the "Myth of Cthulhu" from scratch, it really is still the best way of Master Lovecraft, right?From the "One God" to the "horror novel writer", it seems to be a good look for a leisurely vacation..."

'You decide for yourself. '

Azalea said indifferently.

Anyway, this trial world is used for Rope to relax and play, how he likes.Even if this planet is burnt to glass slag, as long as you complete the trial, you can slap your butt and leave... No, now you don't even need the premise of "completing the trial".

"That's for sure."

Rope wrote on the blank book.

"Spread the story, study the topic of divine nature, study the topic of the kingdom of God, participate in interesting plots by the way, and then wait until about the time to complete the trial goal and end the vacation... um, perfect!"

Filled with chaos and blood, the strife Demon God made his rough decision in this world.

Perhaps for those who still know nothing.

It's lucky in misfortune.

Chapter [-] "The Night of Flames" who is still sleeping

The riots in Vistula inevitably fermented.

The unprecedented ferocity that spreads over a city has evolved to the point where it even involves two old-time nobles of the "Warlord Domain".One is the Duke of Aludyaru, and the other is the Marquis of Zebrin, the head of the Imperial Council. If it is a "natural disaster" or some kind of "weather change", I am afraid that even a fool will not believe it.

Afterwards, the Imperial Council defined the incident as a "terrorist magic attack" through discussions, and solemnly announced to the world that it would resolutely crack down on any organization or individual who dared to provoke the majesty of the "Sanctuary Treaty".

But after all, there is no clue, the nobles in the field of the King of War can only pour dirty water on the "Black Death Emperor Sect".

The remnants of the Black Death Emperor faction, who were lying and shot, suffered another round of bloodbath before they could react to what happened.

This time, it was not the personal action of Duke Aludyaru, but the attack of the entire Night Empire.Not to mention digging three feet into the ground, the knights formed by the vampires even dug up a few spies from other countries, and ordinary orcs can be seen every day, which shows the strength of this time.

Rope almost laughed when he found out about this.

It's not a big deal to watch the fun. He has already packed his conscience and normal three views into the garbage heap, so he won't feel uncomfortable about his rashness. He will only appreciate the miserable state of the orcs while sipping tea.

Everything is just holiday seasoning.

Riding a warhorse from the border of the Empire of the Night to a neighboring country, stopping and stopping along the way, the unique customs and customs of mixed-race living in various places made the black-haired evil god satisfied with the freshness.

This is where the benefits of running around in different worlds come into play.

After seeing the vast scenery, no matter how much power or lofty identity you have gained in a certain place, you will get tired of staying in one place for a long time.Those who travel through the world, the races of the multiverse, may also think this way.

The capital of the Kingdom of Ardikia, Rope fell temporarily.

Under the umbrellas on the bustling street, the black-haired young man was reading a history book in relaxed casual clothes.There is a cup of steaming coffee in front of his table, as if he is really like a tourist.

No one can imagine.

This handsome-looking young man possesses the lofty power to set the whole world on fire with ease.

"The "Forgotten War King" of Eastern Europe, the "Eye of Extinction" of West Asia, the "Queen of Chaos" of Central America... The true ancestor of this world is really weak to a certain extent. "

Rope's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile.

"After throwing away the original unit drama full of love elements, I feel even more like reading the history books of this world. It is clear that it has the power to destroy the country, but it even signed a peace treaty with other human countries in a deadlock... Hey, this is considered a Typical of an alien race assimilated by humans?"

Azalea said helplessly.

'Ape, it's too foul to look at the world's problems at your current height...'

"It's all rubbish."

The black-haired youth closed the local history book and made a brief evaluation.