Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Serjax wants demon life.

But if Rope's experiments need life to fill, some of them will spread to the devil's territory. Will he stick to his usual promise, or will he break his promise and choose power and knowledge?

As an absolute egoist and a demigod who regards keeping his promises as his glory, Rope felt that he should not give any guarantees in the first place.

Everything is left to fate to decide.

The arbitration scale of life and death can only be mastered by Ropey himself, and he will not easily dictate it to others, but it will not allow him to do whatever he wants.

"Understood, Serjax Gremory."

"……Yes."

Chapter [-]: The Real Wife, the Combination of Demigods and Supreme Demons

About twenty minutes later, Serjax Gremory, a young man who stood out among the demons of his age, left Rope's dark city in frustration.

Neither of the two purposes he had come for had been achieved.

Whether it is to let the ancient evil be a little kind to the devil, or to let Seraphlu Sidi get rid of the imprisoned fate she suffered.

Although the black-haired demon spoke softly, he did not consider him to be the object of "deal" and "negotiation" at all.As if he was just a less obnoxious bug, smiling and listening to Serjax's humiliating tweet as he hopped onto the table.

But fortunately, the ancient evils have no interest in things like collapsing the underworld.

Iserjax wisely deduces that as long as the demons don’t come to court death and provoke the ancient evils in the dark floating city, he will largely not turn his attention to these weak beings, at most, or because of certain things, Spread to the devil.

Very sad.

But there is no way.

This is why the strong are honorable and the weak are detestable.

Without strength, even life rests on the mood of others, and the strength of the ancient evil is like a peak that cannot be climbed, just looking at it makes me despair.

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, Serjax patted his face.

Even if the result of this trip is unsatisfactory, he can't overindulge his worries about the ancient evil.

The daughter of the Leviathan of the Demon Lord, Zufami launched an attack against the Anti Demon Lord faction.Although this matter is from the intelligence point of view is Zufamei's private action, but her faction determines that things will not be so simple.

The fuse of war has been ignited.

Next will be the biggest infighting of the underworld demons.

The victor will hold the throne of the Demon King high, and the loser will never be able to stand up.

Serjax cannot fail, he has too many dreams and needs the throne of "Demon King" to realize.The demons have come to the verge of reform. If they continue to be ruled by the blood of the ancient demon kings, they will probably withdraw from the colorful stage of the world, and even the underworld will change hands.

What a disaster.

Serjax took one last look at the dark city that was getting farther and farther behind.

A frightening power, but mixed with a dark charm that is intoxicating...

Restraining his mind, Serjax's bat wings shook and disappeared into the fragmented night.

……

Inside the Temple of the God of Darkness, Rope slowly laid out the crimson tablecloth neatly, took out his latest green emerald nib, and placed the materials to be used to record the dark origin of Azathoth, and prepared enough. Prepare.

Azalea existed in her body for seventy-three hours, almost three days.

Not to be missed.During this period, Ropey obtained the maximum knowledge that he currently had access to.

The general truth that complements each other, even if this primordial knowledge takes time to penetrate, it will bring him excellent help in all aspects, thereby enhancing his strength that is more and more difficult to improve.

"Speaking of which, it's a shame you were able to hold back your friend and not say a word just now."

Rope said while placing items.

In the dark corner of the room, Serafuru was standing quietly.

"If you ask Serjax for help, it is estimated that the gentle young man will definitely work harder to save you, instead of leaving in such a dejected manner."

"... After going through something like that, I'm very fortunate that I'm still alive."

Serafuru sighed.

"I brought the collar myself, and you can't give up your property. What's the use of saying so many words."

"Life is always full of surprises and excitement, but don't be too pessimistic. Fate has already arranged everything, and the cycle of misfortune and luck is endless."

"Are you trying to comfort me?"

"Consolation?" Rope thought for a while, then nodded: "If you think it's comfort, then consider it comfort."

It was only until now that Selavlu officially recognized this terrifying ancient evil.

Surprisingly, the character is not bad.

At least it was much better than she imagined.

No wonder Grefia would stop her from committing suicide. If she did something stupid on the spur of the moment, Seraphlu really wouldn't have time to cry, and became the first demon king-level demon in the underworld to commit suicide under the pressure of others.

Serafuru asked hesitantly.