Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"It is precisely because of the horror of death that all things understand the preciousness of life. The stars shine and time flies. Only this truth remains unchanged..."

Rope watched the death of a million demons in Lucifer without any psychological discomfort.

His black gloved right hand touched his cheek, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, the black-haired youth put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked towards the periphery of Lucifer.

The responsibility that Rope had promised as the "God of Demons" was over.

Starting today, the underworld, which has lost the central government and the legitimate blood of the four major demon kings, will not have a second voice to hinder the idea of ​​the anti-demon king faction.

"Save, save me..."

The weak call made Rope stop.

The black-haired youth looked at his feet. A mummified demon was using his last strength to grab the rubble. Even if his blood was almost drained, he still did not give up his desire to survive.

The demon had silver hair and a face very similar to Lizevim.

"I, I am the suzerain of the Lucifer family... The second-generation demon king Lucifer... Save me, save me! I order you, hurry up and take me out of this damn city!"

The demon growled with hoarse vocal cords and reached out to grab Rope's trousers.

But before his hand touched Rope, it was turned into dust flying in the sky by invisible power.

"The current Lucifer suzerain... the son of Rizevim, the father of the future "White Dragon Emperor" Wall-E? "

Rarely, Rope still had a little impression of this demon.

One of the "Two Heavenly Dragons" in the original book, "White Dragon Emperor" Valli Lucifer is the grandson of Lizweim, which means that this useless male demon in front of him will be born with a certain human woman in the future with a god-killing device. Valli of "The Light Wings of the White Dragon Emperor".

uninteresting.

Luo Pei didn't take the protagonist in the original book to his heart at all, nor would he have to forcefully arrange the original line of fate in order to get some garbage god destroyer and participate in the plot.

——The world should revolve around him who is the strongest.

The black-haired youth seemed to give alms, condensed a golden blade, stabbed straight down from the top of the current Lucifer Sect Master's head, protruded from the eye socket and penetrated the slate.

"I hope you have a sweet dream, chop."

Retracting the golden sword gracefully, Rope patted the long hem of the trench coat, and continued to leave Lucifer humming a little tune.

The moment he stepped out of the city, the river of blood rose into the sky like a red curtain, and finally crushed the capital city of the underworld in a low humming reputation.

The blood mist dissipated, leaving only a huge tiankeng hole with an amazing area.

Millions of demons in the capital of the underworld, following their blood descendants of the demon king, indulge in the long river of history together.

On the hillside not far away, Jaetia was staring dully at the tiankeng and the black-haired youth who came out of the tiankeng.

It was only now that the Demon Sect Master officially realized what the title "Ancient Evil" represented.

At this moment when he was not even fully prepared, the glory of his lifelong struggle, the reason for the existence of the Lucifergus family, just evaporated out of thin air.

"Lord Rope."

The black-haired youth came to his side, and Grefia bowed her head in greeting.

"Well, then everything will be fine." Rope shrugged: "The blood heirs of the four major demon kings, the central government, have all disappeared. If the anti-demon king faction is still unable to gain the dominion of the underworld, then their waste will be It's beyond my imagination."

"Yes. But Lord Rope, the blood heirs of the Four Great Demon Kings are by no means limited to Lucifer, other areas..."

"That's the matter of the anti-demon king faction. Without the central government, the guys who survived by chance are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Zekram will handle it."

"Yes."

He is the god that the demons ushered in, but he is not a wage earner. After fulfilling the promise, it is time for the demons to realize the price of their eternal service.

"Then, that... Lord Ancient Evil..."

Zeitia spoke hesitantly.

"Excuse me……"

"Do you think your tongue is redundant?"

Ropey glanced at Zeitia calmly, causing the latter to fall into an ice cave.

"Demon, when did I allow you to ask me questions? For the sake of your being Grafia's father, I'll forgive your offense this time, and it's not my responsibility to answer your questions. You just need to get up and down. It is enough for me to go back to my own territory and wait for the new future of the underworld like a tree withered."

"..."

The demon suzerain who followed the first-generation Lucifer to fight was so frightened that he was speechless.

The power and sense of oppression in the dark blue pupils of the evil goddess is simply too amazing.

"Father..."

Seeing that her father was going to offend Lord Tenma, Grafia quickly squatted beside Jetia and whispered while leaning on his shoulder.

"You'd better go home quickly. Mother, please tell me where you are, and you don't need to worry about me. Now that the Demon King's government has disappeared, everything you insist on is meaningless..."

"……Um."

How to do?

What else can be done.