Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"But, such an existence..."

"Yantang, don't let fear occupy your heart." An Bainai said: "I don't know what you saw, but it really doesn't look like you."

Yuantangyuan closed her mouth.

Although it didn't show on the outside, the elf's heart was oppressed by the momentum of the devil, and the fear spread in the heart like a shadow.

"...Then what should we do?"

"The old man doesn't know either."

Dark White sighed.

"Let's wait and see for now. When the inheritance of the name ends, the three saints will gather to discuss the countermeasures, together with the mutant "Feast of Flames".Yuantang, you are the only one who has seen that god with your own eyes. Can you describe his character? "

Yuantangyuan recalled the scenes and conversations she had seen.

"The arrogance that ignores everything. It seems gentle and soft, but when something goes wrong, it will show a tendency to be violent and sadistic, and it has a wonderful self-control for no reason. Simply put, it is like The weather is changeable in autumn, when it is good, the sky is clear, and when it is bad, it turns into a violent thundercloud."

As a longevity species who is used to seeing all kinds of things in the world, Yuantangyuan's description of Luo Pei is very appropriate.

After his soul was sublimated into a demigod of the Heretic God, his character has long gone to various extremes, making it unpredictable.

"Such a distinct character... It doesn't seem like things are too bad."

What An Bainai is most worried about is the evil god who has no nostalgia and feelings.

Coupled with the power to easily crush the true ancestor, it is simply a disaster that can't be imagined.

Even more terrifying than the "Holy Fist".

After all, the "God of Blame" Cain was also killed by the true ancestor of the vampire.

"Yantang, then continue to trouble you to collect information on Itogami Island. Once the headquarters has a countermeasure, the old man will notify you immediately."

"That's the only way to do it."

Yuantangyuan sighed and stood up.

"I'll go to the Forest of High Gods to see those little devils, if something goes wrong..."

She thought about it for a while and felt that it was not very auspicious, so she swallowed the second half of the sentence.

The elves left the Sansheng shrine.

An Bainai picked up the brush and wanted to continue to write something, but found that her heart had already been messed up by the surprising news, and she could no longer write the ancient words.

"In the past thousand years, the world has not only not become peaceful, but has become more and more chaotic..."

Chapter [-] Lolita's wife, the humble one sent to the door

The damage to the Quartz Gate Commercial Street was only characterized as a "Magic Test Leak" after all.

Even a discerning person could see that it was a battle created by a high-ranking vampire beast, but the Itogamijima commune just kept dissent and public opinion in the cradle.

Because this matter involved, not the ordinary old-generation vampires.

The fourth primogenitor "Blazing Night Uncle" and the third primogenitor "Princess Chaos".

Aurora aside, her identity has some special and other meanings.But Jiada Kukokan is the real ruler of the night empire. She herself represents the weather vane of the "realm of chaos". You have to weigh whether you can wrestle with the "Chaos Realm".

The United States, the country with the most developed magic technology, is still struggling to resist the back invasion of the "Chaos Realm" at the border. Even if Japan's magic power is not weak, it cannot be compared with the "Chaos Realm" that has lasted for thousands of years.

Under such a strange situation, no one dared to contact Jiada Kukokan for the first time.

Itogamijima slowly returned to his usual appearance.

It's just that the undercurrent under the brilliance is a bit more turbulent than before.

The most luxurious location in the education area, the sun shines into the villas built by one family on three floors.

The black-haired young man sat on the sofa beside the bed, wearing only a thin light blue shirt, shaking a glass of some vintage red wine in his hand, admiring the "Hate Demon Guide" he had written and perfected these days.

"The Praise of the Father of Demons"; "Allegory of War"; "The Deepest Hell of Dreams"; "The Horror of Time"...

Although it is not as famous as the well-known Cthulhu cults in terms of fame, the power and corrosive knowledge contained in it is genuine.

Their allure is stronger than the magic book of this world.

It's like a bottomless swamp. No matter how hard people are sucked in, they will only sink deeper and deeper and become slaves who praise the ideas in the book.

——A very suitable gift for the "Library".

In Luo Pei's opinion, it was only a matter of time before Xiandumu Aye, who lost the secret oath, agreed to his conditions.

"Well……"

The girl's soft voice came from his ears, and Rope's hand shaking the wine glass stopped.

Covered with a light velvet quilt, Nangong woke up from his sleep after an unpleasant night that month.

"...Good morning." Nangong said, rubbing his eyes.

Rope smiled.

"Reminder, it's already one o'clock in the afternoon."

"...Isn't it?"