Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

But that was just in vain.

Rope, who was sheltered by the "Oath of Protection", was not afraid of these poisons at all, and continued to forge the legend of Sameer as if nothing had happened.

"In the canonical book of Genesis, which predates the false canon by a thousand years, you are the accuser and the destroyer, a member of the army of heaven, who purged God of the heretics who did not obey his commands, which proved that you were both good and evil. In the Talmud, you are famous as the patron of the Roman Empire and the guardian angel of Esau—you are not just a fallen serpent!”

"That is a slander imposed on you by posterity. Justice requires sacrifice, and Samael is a sacrifice. You have to put on the skin of a snake, be in the company of Satan in hell, and be one with Azazel."

"This is the truth of your ancient snake, Samael!"

The golden soft sword was suddenly withdrawn, and the serpent of hell also stopped twisting, and then turned into a broken rubble.

If Samael can come in an independent capacity, it must be a great god of disobedience.But unfortunately, this summoning ceremony is the home ground of Azazel, he is only a by-product of the same personality, and at most only has the power of the divine beast level.

Under such circumstances, it could not resist Welleslana's words and spirits at all, and could only watch his godhead be thoroughly dissected and shattered, thus leaving the world and returning to mythology.

What is puzzling is that Azazel, who was in the sky, was completely indifferent when his pet was killed, and just looked at Rope with scrutiny.

This condensed the latter's heart.

'He is testing your golden sword. '

Azalea reminded. 'You have to be careful, you won't be his opponent in melee combat... If I'm not mistaken, he was born in BC, he should be a god born of some powerful natural effect. '

Volcanoes, leylines, heat, the power of eruptions, earthquakes...

Rope's mind flashed, and an unbelievable thing occurred to him.

"BC...is the period of high incidence of continental plate drift...Is it possible!?"

'It should be that. ' Azalea said solemnly. 'You seem to have drawn a bad card. According to pure hand-to-hand strength, let alone the "Bull" of Veleslana, even if all the mythical Hercules are added together, they cannot compete with Azaz. wrestling. '

"Tsk..."

Rope spat unwillingly, and the blade in his hand tightened.

"From just now until now, is his power only at the level of "playing"..."

In his sight, Azazel finally reacted.

Fluttering his six-winged wings, he landed from the sky to the ground, looking parallel to Rope.

Chapter [-] The connection of blood, serious Azazel

The hot scarlet magma set off Azazel's white wings, giving him the feeling of "an angel of salvation in the filth".

But Rope knew that if his conjecture was correct, let alone saving the world, as long as Azazel was allowed to wreak havoc in this country for a few days, the island country would definitely be sunk into the ocean and be permanently removed from history. .

Azazel is a god of nature.

His birth is related to human civilization and the biosphere of the entire terrestrial world.

Even his existence is thousands of times older than Christianity. When human beings are still in the stage of primitive society, his worship has already been seen carefully.

He is a well-deserved ancient god.

"Nizi, it seems that your sword is a little different from Michael's."

Azazel tapped the scepter of the sheep's head, and looked up and down at the two golden swords that Rope was holding in his left and right hands.

"It sealed my "volcano" and "snake" one after another, and this seal turned out to be irreversible, much stronger than Michael's sword of thorns and fire. "

The sword in the right hand and the scale in the left hand are the standard images of Michael, symbolizing "sanction" and "balance".

His cross-thorn fire sword has the effect of completely purifying units targeting "evil" and unable to unleash their power in battle.

But there is no doubt that Veleslana, from which he originated, is better than the golden sword that repels the gods.

As long as Azazel doesn't kill Rope, or break his Sword of Word Spirit, the seal will never be broken, even if Azazel's power is strong.

——According to the restraint of myth, it is so unreasonable.

"What did you say, father. That power is nothing compared to yours."

Rope glared at the two knights who had quietly touched Azazel's back and was about to attack, and motioned them to leave quickly.

Just kidding, really think that Azazel is a god of disobedience at the level of Mekal.

When the real sword fights, even Ropey himself will feel guilty, not to mention Liliana and Erica who only got the power of "juvenile".

It must be given a second by AOE in one round.

"Are those your wives?" Azazel glanced aside, Erica's disguise was invisible in front of him.

"Exactly."

"Stupid, as the purest being of the Nephilim, why would you want to intermarry with humans? It's the most stupid thing to sully your blood for nothing."

Somehow, the monarch of hell felt sorry for him, and Rope was embarrassed to watch.

What kind of wife am I looking for is none of your business...

However, this is also to say in my heart, the work of the face still has to be done.

"I don't have my kin on earth anymore, even if I want to, there must be another Nephilim female willing to marry me." Rope said helplessly.

"There is indeed such a problem..."

Azazel touched his chin and slammed the scepter of the sheep's head on the ground.