Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The black-haired youth and the goth loli made a space jump together.

However, when they appeared in the ruins, the two had already separated.

Nangong went to deal with the riot caused by the "dead emperor" Gelan Sakharov's necromantic magic in that month, and Rope came to the entrance of the gate of the ruins.

Take a step, all obstacles are broken like blisters.

The tomb guards made by Tianbu, the defensive statues did not support even for a moment, and collapsed at the same time as the demons advanced, turning into real rock fragments.

Keep moving forward, keep tearing the seal.

Approaching the "Fairy Coffin".

After the last block, the seamless megalithic door was weathered to ashes, and one of the fourth primogenitors was buried, Aurora Florestina's tomb finally came into contact with this world after thousands of years.

The coffin is located on the central platform.

The cold freezing air is scattered around, but there is a faint sunlight falling from the gap at the top, which makes people marvel at the ingenious structure of the tomb.The cracks of this ray of sunshine could not be found outside. If they could be found, the investigation team would not have taken so long to decipher it step by step.

"I don't know if it's the first time, my relationship with the race of vampires..."

Rope smiled, shook his head and sighed.

He walked towards the ice coffin that sealed the blond vampire girl, and looked at Aurora Florestina's delicate face leisurely.

To make this girl the Fourth Primogenitor.

Let her stand in this world with a complete posture and dance in his palm.

The Demon God's thoughts became firmer.

Chapter [-] The sword hanging in the sky, the strongest elector

The majestic god touched the coffin of the world's strongest vampire.

Under the sunlight, this scene is enough to be carved into the canvas.

The cold air that froze the bone marrow did not affect the black-haired youth at all. He stroked Aurora Florestina's ice coffin and looked at the fourth primogenitor as if he was looking at an expensive piece of art.

"Want to wake up?"

The quiet tomb echoed with the question of the devil, talking to himself like crazy.

But not so.

Although Aurora Florestina's consciousness was faint, it still existed even in this coffin.

Rope is talking to her.

After a long while, the vague meaning was accepted by the black-haired youth.

"Why don't you want to wake up?" he asked again.

"Don't you already have a self? In this world, you have the qualification to live if you have a self, and you have no doubt that you have this qualification to break away from the tightly woven program of "Blazing Night" . "

"..."

Even if it was hazy, the girl still confided the reason to the Demon God.

Well-behaved, docile, nothing like the True Ancestor should have.

Because it is the communication between spirit and spirit, Aurora Florestina understands the sublime and greatness of the person in front of her just by instinct, and Huang Huang is as fascinated as the scorching sun.

"That's right, you have the responsibility as a watcher...to guard the rebellious "primitive" soul. "

Number [-], Aurora Florestina is the guardian.

The difference between her and the other "Flame Night Uncle" who possess a Beast is that the true soul of the Fourth Primogenitor is stored in her body.

- "Original".

The deity of the Fourth Primogenitor, who once possessed twelve calamity-like beasts, defeated and killed the "God of Blame" Cain, the world's strongest vampire.

Strictly speaking, the current twelve "Flame Night Uncles" are just clones of "Original" being torn apart.

"What if you lost the guard's soul?"

As a demigod of the Cthulhu system, his means of playing with the soul are first-class.

Even if it is the cursed primordial soul, if Rope wants to quench the flames, it is easy.

"..."

The girl was silent.

Without the existence to be watched over, the caretaker would naturally be useless... but this was at odds with the faint hope in her heart.

Aurora Florestina was confused.

……I have no idea.

"The "Feast of Flames" has begun. "

The palm of the black-haired youth began to emit heat.

The ice coffin slowly melted like spring snow.

"I will answer your questions for you, and I will confirm your existence. God can tolerantly receive and allow everything. Even a puppet that stores things, as long as I am willing to affirm your value, then no one can violate it. inverse."