Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Drop drop drop.

Wells stared at the smiling black-haired youth with a serious expression, took out a fashionable communicator from the suitcase, and listened to the report from his subordinate after connecting it.

After a moment, he put down the phone.

As Aldigia Hou said in front of him, the entire Night Empire's Warlord's Domain was indeed covered under an abnormal cloud, and their true ancestor "Forgotten Warlord" himself could not control the beasts to disperse, and even more so. He received a strange self-discipline counterattack from the cloud, and was rarely injured.

- This is not something that humans can do.

No, go up, orcs, vampires, elves, giants, and even the strongest ancestors in the world, it is impossible to cover a continent of [-] million square kilometers with such a huge force.

It's just like... "Saint annihilation".

The name of the greatest disaster in the world, caused by Cain, the ancestor of the demons, appeared in Wells' mind.

he asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

"……who are you?"

"Is it any good to tell you?"

Ropey swiped his index finger lightly, and a faint energy vortex settled on his fingertips.

"I'm not showing this gesture to show off my strength, President of the Warlord Domain Council. Your persistence and your interests are insignificant in my eyes. I'm just here to tell you that the weak should do something in front of the strong. What kind of choice. Now, tell me your answer, whether it is "peace" or "war". "

"...What will those clouds in the sky look like?"

The black-haired youth's fingertips stopped.

"This is not the answer I want, President of Wales."

Rope shook his head and said.

"As the saying goes, there are only three things. You have three chances to answer my question. If I don't hear the answer I want in three words, I will get it myself. This is the first time."

In an instant, the sound on the TV stopped.

A cold sweat fell on the forehead of Wells, and he stared at the picture on the TV in shock.

It was a local radio station in a major city in the King of War's realm.

At this moment, there was no one on the screen, the hostess who was still explaining just now, and the ordinary people who stuck their heads out on the street to watch the excitement all disappeared.All that was left was an ominous mist, and a dark figure looming in the mist.

The people of a city in the Battle King Domain disappeared.

Just in front of Wells, just because he didn't react immediately and answered the Demon God's question, he disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the incident was getting more and more outrageous, La Furia couldn't take care of admiring Rope's domineering and cruelty, and walked behind the black-haired youth and asked carefully.

"Lord Rope, you..."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill those mortals."

Rope said.

"They are in a different dimension now. As long as I lift the magic spell, they will still come back... Provided that the President of Wells gives me a satisfactory answer. I am a pacifist who yearns for tranquility."

Putting a knife on someone's neck, laughing and saying that he is a pacifist.

Is there anything more funny than this?

But Wells couldn't smile at all.

The opponent's power surpassed the most extreme imagination of this old vampire, and he didn't even dare to speak easily, for fear that the next sentence would make the people of a city evaporate out of thin air.

Under the layers of pressure, Wells could only give the answer along the black-haired youth's question.

"I choose "Peace" on behalf of the King of War Realm, Ardigia..."

he said bitterly.

"Please put away this terrifying power and let go of the people in the War King's Domain, they are innocent."

"Wise choice, Chancellor of Wales."

Rope snapped his fingers.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated like a psychedelic mirage, and the live broadcast on the TV also returned to normal. The people who had collapsed on the ground stood up, confused and did not know that they had just left the gate of hell. lock up.

"As Aldikia stated, this time is just a small misunderstanding. If the two countries go to war, it will inevitably affect the world. We are all peace-loving philanthropists. Don't let a little unhappiness set the tinderbox of disaster on fire. Otherwise, we will end up with a scene that none of us want to see.”

Ropey talked eloquently, and his demeanor was still elegant.

But Wells only felt a chill behind his back when he saw it.

The handsome appearance of the black-haired youth is no longer a human appearance in the eyes of the Council President of the War King Domain, but is equal to the "God of Blame" Cain, the embodiment of an unspeakable nightmare after the evil god descends into the world.

He found it difficult to breathe and loosened his tie.

"...I am very happy to be able to meet with you today. I don't think I will continue to stay in Ardikia. The state is heavy. I will definitely visit the beautiful scenery of Ardikia again when I have the opportunity in the future."

Wells picked up his suitcase and walked out of the conference room without looking back.

This old-generation vampire who has lived for nine hundred years can clearly see the hasty pace, which is enough to show how much psychological impact Wells has endured.

In the silent conference room there was only the creaking of the door closing itself.

Moments later, the king of Ardikia, Lucas burst into a deafening laugh.