Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Her throat and cervical vertebrae had been shattered by Rope's inadvertent force and were still undergoing regeneration.

Garda Kukokan felt an overwhelming sense of despair.

Like a human with a spear facing a slow, unstoppable star.

Not to mention the use of Familiar Beasts, even barely keeping her conscious is about to become a problem at this moment.

But on the other hand, Jiada Kukokan experienced a strange excitement, a sense of highness that even the "God of Blame" Cain couldn't bring.

Under this complicated feeling, the girl's mind is almost unclear.

--Snapped.

The Demon God loosened the neck of the Third Primogenitor and let her fall to the ground.

"Cough cough..."

Jiada Kukokan spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and her regeneration ability had rebuilt the position on her hand.

When the third primogenitor raised his head again, the dark blue demon god in front of him had disappeared, replaced by a handsome black-haired youth who kept mumbling to himself.

"It's not very good... If the rare holiday is screwed up by herself and becomes troublesome, Azalea will definitely laugh..."

Rope rubbed his eyebrows, his expression tending to be normal.

Although the people present had not yet escaped from the power of the Demon God, it seemed that the noble existence had calmed down.

Yuantangyuan on the tall building pulled up her hat.

"I thought it was just a fight between two wolves, but I didn't expect a giant dragon to hide in it... This is really amazing news..."

She murmured, then turned into a paper kite, swayed in the wind and left this messy commercial street.

As a member of the Lion King agency, Yuantang Yuan must report this matter to the superior as soon as possible.

That is, the "three saints" of the Lion King agency.

The black-haired young man breathed a sigh of relief, a smile on his face again, and stretched out his hand to pull Jiada Kukokan from the ground, as if the storm just now was just an illusion.

That month, Nangong once again realized the fickleness and danger of the Demon God, and was sincerely glad that the other party did not plan to overturn the tiny chessboard of the world.

"I'm sorry to startle you."

Rope laughed.

"Look, it's like some people get annoyed at other people's behavior, and I'm just a little more aggressive, not a big deal. Let's just pretend that nothing happened?"

Jiada Kukokan gave Rope a deep look.

Afterwards, the girl with light green long hair raised her skirt and saluted.

"Sorry for my rudeness, great god..."

She understood Rope's true identity.

Such a great light, such a wicked gesture, apart from the indescribable demon god, what other term is more suitable for the black-haired youth in front of him?

The "Elector" of the Fourth Primogenitor would run in a god, what a joke?

Jiada Kukokan smiled wryly.

This is exactly the same as a group of children fighting, and then someone driving into the "battlefield" with a magic war weapon.

"Aurora, come here."

Rope beckons to the blond vampire.

As expected by the black-haired young man, Aurora was not frightened by his demonic appearance at all. After Ropey returned to normal, she still ran over happily.

After all, before he woke up, this "Night of Flame" recognized his true body and accepted it completely.

"Jada Kukokan, since everyone has picked it out, there's no need to detour. This is the candidate for the fourth primogenitor that I have chosen. I have already killed "Original", and you should know what to do with the rest. Done. "

"What? "Original" by you..."

Jiada Kukokan was stunned, but she was not surprised when she realized the identity of the black-haired youth.

Although the Fourth Primogenitor had the title of "God-killing Weapon", if he was a Demon God of this level, it would be easy to kill him.

And Aurora's new beast...

Everything makes sense.

"The wishes of the gods should become reality, thank you for not destroying the rules of this world to fulfill your wishes."

Jiada Kukokan was very calm, not like a true ancestor in a respectful tone.

Nangong also felt strange that month.

She has never seen those True Ancestors who have survived for a long time talk to others like this, and they who hold the veto power of "Whispering Courtyard" don't need to respect anyone at all.

Maybe, this is the power of the Demon God...

"I will send the "Blazing Night Bo" that I hold to the island and bring it to your side. "

Jiada Kukokan said.

"At the same time, I will try my best to collect other "Flame Night Uncles" as an apology for rudeness. "