Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Looking at the blond girl who gradually opened her eyes in the ice cubes, Ropey stretched out his hand.

"Aurora Florestina, this is your name, do you want to come with me?"

"……what."

The girl opened her small mouth and made a hoarse monosyllable.

She doesn't know anything, she doesn't know anything.

But that didn't stop Aurora Florestina from wanting to grab the palm of the black-haired youth in front of her.

Because she saw the light in the dark.

A ray of light that is warmer than the early morning gleam, more inviting to indulge in it.

Trembling, the blond vampire stretched out her weak little hand that had just woken up and placed it in Rope's palm.

Then he was held tightly by the devil.

The black-haired youth laughed.

"Maybe you should be honored to have a god become your "elector", Aurora. "

The blonde girl tilted her head.

She is still in the "recovery" stage, her memory and self-awareness are very hazy, and she can't even think and answer too reluctantly.

Then Aurora opened her hand, like a cub expressing closeness and wanting to hug.

"Of course. But before that, there's one more thing to do..."

Rope touched Aurora's head and comforted her warmly.

"Be patient a little bit, it may make you feel uncomfortable, but believe me, it will only be over in a moment, and then you will become a truly free "Blazing Night Uncle"..."

Xie Chong, the power to modify the soul is activated.

Aurora's little face turned pale, and then she lost consciousness.

This is the divine power from the "war" divinity.

The most domineering and arrogant, leaving no room for anything, just to annihilate any existence that Rope wants to annihilate.

A sharp chirping sound resounded throughout the island of Gozo.

The icy white mist, and the beasts in the form of a combination of mermaid and demon bird appeared in the mist, spraying out a large amount of cold air that freezes the air, trying to stop the demon god's action.

However, the attack of "Blue Ice of the Demon Girl" disappeared in an instant.

"Original"'s dying struggle was like a mayfly shaking a tree, full of powerlessness.

The fourth primordial ancestor of the strongest vampire in the world is worthless in front of the evil god who makes the starry sky tremble.

--boom!

Rope's majestic power directly shattered the ceiling of the tomb, rushed to the ground, and directly connected to the blue sky.

The majesty of the war knight, the scarlet sword that is dozens of kilometers long hangs above the sky of Gozo Island, and its ominous light even replaces the sun, burning the eyes of all beings.

Everyone watched.

It seemed like the sword of conflict that could tear apart the planet.

In the nearest camp of the investigation team, the corpse controlled by the necromantic magic was instantly destroyed by the momentum, and the living person knelt down involuntarily with weak knees, looking up at the sword hanging above his head with fear and anxiety.

"What the hell is this... The Fourth Primogenitor can't have something like this?"

Xia Yacheng's face was pale, he wanted to stand up, but his body didn't obey him at all.

The female vampires of the old generation weren't much better either.

Only Nangong Nayue, who manipulated the body of the puppet, could relax a little and stand on the ground.

What a wayward god.

Goth Lolita pressed down her slightly trembling wrist, turned her head to look behind a rock, and was attacked by necromantic magic, lying on the ground foaming at the orc.

"Dead Emperor" Glenn Sakharov.

The battle is not over yet, this mega-hit professional terrorist just fell to the ground so suffocated, and the reason why he was dying was just an unintentional act of a high-ranking existence.

For the first time that month, Nangong officially recognized the gap between mortal objects and gods.

That is an insurmountable, incomprehensible dimensional difference.

"It's so unreasonable..." She murmured, "With this kind of thing appearing in modern society, could it be that the "doomsday" in Western European church books has really come? "

Even though he had been with the devil for a long time, Nangong was still terrified that month.

Biological instinct, irresistible.

At the same time, all over the world, capable and qualified beings saw the scarlet long sword and the dispersal of the "place" soul.

The Lonely Throne where the True Ancestor of the Battle King Domain, "Forgotten Battle King" Kai Chulan Barada let out a long sigh.The ancient temple of the Extinction Dynasty, "Eye of Extinction" Eswadgul Yagis closed his eyes, and his blood relatives could not know what the True Ancestor was thinking.

Central America, the realm of chaos, a woman with pale green hair like gems and emerald-colored eyes like deep lakes, the youngest third primogenitor, the "Queen of Chaos", smiled.

She stretched and muttered to herself.