Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Don't be silly." Rope glanced at Jiada.

"Because I have the confidence to save her, I let Sasaramachu possess her. Even if the soul dies, I can give life to this girl from the reverse of time. Don't underestimate me My promise, from the time I set foot on the road of the gods to the present, I have never violated my promise once.”

"Whoosh..."

Garda chuckled lightly.

"It turns out that it was your idea to possess Sasaramacchu, and you are bad enough for that alone..."

"Even if it's bad, it doesn't achieve the effect I want."

Rope shook his head and crouched down in front of the dark inhuman creature.

The remaining Sasala Machu wanted to repair his body and attacked Rope.

But the black-haired youth who lost interest did not give it this chance at all, grabbed its head like a bird like a snake, and invaded the depths of Sasara Machu's consciousness and soul.

"Although you didn't make me happy, in order to reward your courage for daring to attack me, keep your power and give it to my servant girl."

Having said that, Rope, the master of the soul, began to use his skillful technique to strip off the "poisonous substance" of Sasaramacchu.

In the final analysis, the God King Xuanming is the product of the accumulation of the magic power of the dragon veins.

And the magic power of dragon veins is the purest power flowing on the planet.

After removing its danger and destructive consciousness, the remaining power will inevitably be greatly weakened, but for the girl Celesta, it is tantamount to ascending to the sky in one step.

From a weak girl to a strong man at the top of the world.

The darkness faded from Celesta's body, and her body that was torn in two was inconceivably recovering.

Soon, the girl with long honey-colored hair reappeared in Rope's sight.

Celesta fell asleep peacefully, her long hair shining with a mysterious brilliance, like an angel who descended to earth.

Rope was holding a shrunken pitch-black sphere in his hand, which was crushed without even looking at it.

At this point, the evil god who has been saddened by the Shatty civilization for nearly a thousand years, the "God King of Xuanming" Sasala Machu is completely silent, and it is impossible for him to revive in the world again.

Taking a detour, Rope is now fully regarded as the benefactor of Shatty's legacy civilization.

There is no need to persecute innocent girls without conscience, and there is no need to stay in a remote and backward town. The priests of Sasala Machu have been completely released from their fate.

With "Bride" Celesta Shatty.

"Jada, help Celesta prepare a room, don't disturb her."

Rope clapped the dust that didn't exist in his hands.

"She is still in the adaptation period, waiting to wake up again is to live in this world as a "mimic angel". "

"I understand."

Jia Da paused and continued to ask.

"Is this over?"

"Are you expecting any closing scenes?"

"No... it's just so simple, it makes me a little bit less interested."

"It's a coincidence, I'm just like you."

Rope waved his hand.

"Go and appease your imperial subjects, I will attend the banquet in the evening."

The incident of the Xuanming God King came to an end here.

By the time the banquet started, everyone seemed to have forgotten the vision that happened in the afternoon.Except for someone who was still whispering about the "Crimson Sword", everyone else was indulging in the banquet held by the Third Primogenitor.

Aurora was having a good time, not surprisingly.

To Rope's surprise, Feizaki Kiriha was also at the banquet wearing a dark evening dress after taking a break, and during this period, he talked with him normally for a while.

From the eyes of the Black Swordsman, Luo Pei saw a little change.

——Compromise does not mean misery, but the beginning of a new life.

After the banquet, the black-haired young man returned to the room where he lived and sat in front of the desk in the dim light, intending to take advantage of the fun atmosphere to pick up his identity as a "novelist" again, and continue to write about "the public". The Demon Lord" Azathoth's story.

During this time, he has been dove for a long time because of various things, and even the publishing house has come to ask him when the next novel of Lord Marquis is going to be released.

"A, Ape..."

The door was gently pushed open, and the black-haired youth looked up, it was Aurora.

The blonde vampire Loli had red cheeks, blurred eyes, and a bad expression.

What's more important is Aurora's outfit.

Almost transparent sleepiness, thin fleshy white stockings on her slender legs, no shoes on her perfect little feet, but just stepping on the hand-woven carpet.

"I-I took a shower and put on cute clothes..."

Aurora shrugged.

"...So, so...Aperu said it herself...you can..."