Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Rope looked at his white fingers.

"I always feel that the power of this "chaos" fits me very well. Is this because I am a half-god of the Heretic God? "

'That's because you have the "chaotic" divinity. '

Azalea said with a sigh.

"That guy Nyarlathotep knows how to make a lot of money, and he directly cut a large piece of the "Chaos" divinity from himself and gave it to you.With the similarity between "chaos" and "chaos", you can absorb so quickly. "

"Concrete 'chaos' and conceptual 'chaos'? "

'That's right. '

Azalea said.

'Don't look at that guy playing around all day and not being serious, she is also one of the three gods after all, and she is top-notch in both strength and personality.In my opinion, Nyarlathotep's divine nature is slightly higher than Shabu's...well, although those two guys are about the same strength. '

The petite girl with silver hair and green eyes appeared in Rope's mind, and her face that smirked all day.

I don't know if it's because Nyarlathotep is too good at disguise and incarnation, anyway, Rope can't have the real feeling that Nyarko is so strong.

'Then I continue to go to sleep. I will be temporarily disconnected from the system, and there will be a lot of things to be busy with. In the rest of the time, Ape, you can adapt to your own needs, don't miss me too much...'

"Go to your sleep."

The feeling of strength growth is always so happy.

The Prince of Pleasure appreciates this joy.

After the announcement was completed, Serafuru soon returned to Rope's side and led him through the maze in the spacious mansion of the Sidi family.

After some unknown turns, the two came to the parlour where the maids stood in rows.

The atmosphere in the hall is slightly dignified.

No one is sitting.

The head of the Baal family, Zekram Baal, had a straight waist and looked at the black-haired youth calmly.He was accompanied by several high-level demon nobles, among them Serjax Gremory, who he had met not long ago.

"The current suzerain of the Baal family, Zekram Baal, thank you for your permission."

Zekram introduced himself in a loud voice.

"I've heard the name for a long time, the honorable Lord Demon from outside the world. Your legend is still glorious after the baptism of time. It is a rare fate that the demons such as me can meet you face-to-face here."

"Don't say more nonsense. You rush to see me definitely not to say how honored it is to meet me, let's go straight to the topic, my time is not to waste on you rubbish."

Rope waved his hand boredly and walked directly to the main seat of the long table in the hall to sit down.

That natural gesture embarrassed the real master here, Sect Master Sidi, the father of Serafuru.

But he didn't dare to say that it was his position, so he could only stand quietly with his wife.

"Of course. How dare you waste your time."

Zekram paused, then asked again.

"I wonder if I can have a seat in front of you?"

"No, just stand up and say it. Treat it as a punishment for that Mr. Serjax Gremory over there who doesn't understand human speech."

"..." Serjax was silent.

As soon as these words came out, some of the nobles who followed Zekram frowned slightly.

They all know that ancient evil things are terrible, but no one has experienced how terrible the law is.So of course, this unreasonable attitude makes them feel that the ancient evil things don't take them seriously at all.

In fact, Rope did not take them seriously.

"Since this is your order, Lord Tianmo, just stand."

Different from the IQ of the old ordinary noble suzerain, the Baal family of the great king can occupy the chief of the seventy-two pillars, and he must have two brushes, at least not a mentally retarded joke.

Zekram smiled like a breeze and didn't care about Rope's troubles.

"My grandson Serjax has visited you before, but he is really young and ignorant. How can I enter empty-handed when I see an honorable lord like you? Make up for the mistakes of my Serjax."

The old demon stretched out his hand, and his subordinate immediately handed over a roster with a gold border.

"Honorable Lord Tianmo, you may not despise these garbage-like things at all, but these are all gifts from our demons who worship your legend. We show some respect for you, and I hope Lord Tianmo doesn't dislike it."

After Serafuru took over the sheepskin roster, her mouth grew wide just by looking at what was on the cover.

Underworld, all the territories south of the underworld; mineral crystals suitable for storing magic power; fifty thousand slave demons used to drive and serve...

Any nobleman in the underworld would have to frown for the items on the entire roster.

Only the first family under the Four Demon Kings, the "Great King" Baal's family, could send it out with such an unfazed expression.

After Rope took over the roster, he glanced at it casually, and then threw it back to Serafuru with a dull look.

"Go play with it yourself."

"Ah? Me?" Seraflu smiled stiffly.

"Besides me, is there anyone else besides you, Miss Seraphlu?"

"No……"