Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Meaningless time in imaginary space.

After a while, Celesta moved her fingers and stabbed the black-haired youth.

Rope lightly caught the jade hand that was enough to penetrate the rock, and looked at "Celestra" who slowly raised his head and changed his face.

The girl's light brown eyes were already occupied by pitch black, and there was something like oil flowing from the edges of her eyes, her expression was fierce, and there was an inhuman roar in her mouth.

Sasara Machu couldn't withstand Rope's magic power, and a simple thought circuit made it turn Celesta into a transfer station for magic power digestion, and possessed the girl's body.

The girl is collapsing, and the evil spirit is awakening.

The skin of Celesta, who was held in Rope's palm, lost all color and was dyed black like a dark night.

The body that can no longer be seen in human form swells and changes its posture. It looks like a huge bird, like a snake, and like a ferocious chick that has just hatched from an unknown egg.Only her face still had the shadow of Celesta when she was still human.

Rope released "Celestra"'s wrist and took a step back.

"Transform magic power into divine energy, use divine energy to modify reality, plus the destructive consciousness caused by dragon vein errors..."

The smile on the black-haired youth's face gradually twisted.

"In this world alone, you are indeed an interesting creature."

Sasala Machu roared, and while the space was distorting, he rushed to the side of the black-haired youth like a cheetah.

…… 0 asking for flowers…… ……

Its tail turned into rock, into steel, into various substances, and wrapped around Rope's neck.Countless light spots shone in front of Rope's eyes, each of which was a high-concentration shock of divine energy. Even if the true ancestor took this blow, it would be difficult to reorganize in the brutal body smash.

The energy of aura has restraint on the immortality of the true ancestor.

Just like the wound from the stab of the "Xuexia Wolf" is difficult to heal.

In the blink of an eye, the rays of light spread outward in a three-dimensional form, submerging everything in the energy of aura.

- Crack!

In the next instant, with a sound of glass breaking, the light disappeared.

The black-haired youth's right hand turned into a slender limb of the forest blue demon god, and with just a wave of his hand, the aura of the collapsed virtual world was offset.

Even Sasala Machu's tail was ripped off.

"What more can you do than this? Sasala Machu. Come on, don't let me down."

He kept approaching Sasala Machu, forcing the possessed evil spirit to retreat.

"Pollution of the real world? Collapse of outer space? Modification of the laws of the world after phase fusion? Or use your huge aura energy to destroy the continents on this planet?"

"Roar!"

Sasaramacchu let out a threatening roar.

0. 0

It was just born, and finally clearly realized the danger of the people in front of it.

The space transfer occurred, and Rope tilted his head to accurately capture the evil things that escaped to the peaks on the edge of the ruins.

Sasala Machu roared up to the sky, and countless auras gathered like black particles, converging on the top of its head, mixed with the power of eroding space to form a pitch-black scorching sun.

"...Is this all you can think of when you perceive the danger?"

The tone of the black-haired youth revealed disappointment.

Even though he understood the true identity of Sasala Machu, Rope still yearned for the things in front of him to bring him a different taste.After all, even if it is a "false god" within the world, Sasaramacchu still has the title of "God", just like Cain, the ancestor of the demons, the "God of Blame".

At least, he can live two moves on an equal footing with him.

But reality does not.

Rope is too strong, so strong that Sasara Machu absorbed some of his magic power and was completely born in the world, but it still can't bring him the joy of fighting.

"Slightly... I miss Artoshu and that ancient snake demigod..."

In a rather lonely whisper, the black-haired youth aimed his demonic right arm at Sasaramacu.

No, it should be the imaginary sky behind Sasala Machu.

"Chaos. Sword of Discord."

Instant chaos.

The sky shattered, the black sun annihilated.

The embodiment of the divinity of "war", the sword of crimson conflict with a length of hundreds of meters hangs in the sky.

Sasaramacchu was cut into two pieces before he could even cry.

The space is ripped apart, the relics of the imaginary reality are shattered one after another, allowing the real reality to return.

At the moment of return, the clouds in the sky suddenly burst into a sunny sky as if they were being dismantled by repulsion force.

"This is……"

Outside the palace, Jia Da stared at the "Sword of Dispute" that appeared in the sky.

She had sensed the power of the Sword of Dispute once before, on the day of Aurora's recovery.