Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Do you want to see the vortex? Destroy it? Then as you wish! Monster, feel the wrath of the "vortex" carefully! "

Akiba Takashi raised his head and made a high-frequency sound that was impossible for a human vocal cord to make.

Layer upon layer, as if calling for something.

After the old man finished his "singing", Rope felt the building under his feet shook.

"The starting point of the birth of the new era, let's start, the killing sacrifice of the whirlpool!"

Chapter [-] Killing and offering sacrifices, the curse is born

With Takashi Akiba's call, not only this high-end apartment, but also the exterior of the building changed.

The mask artist stopped his brush and looked up at the sky.

At some point, the bright last quarter moon was obscured by dark clouds.The dark clouds were like a strange and unpredictable sea, turning into a whirlpool above the apartment.

"Have you begun..."Vortex". "

It felt the pull of the power in its body. The ability that was like an arm and a finger actually began to show signs of rampage under the influence of the vortex, as if it could not be calmed down without entering the vortex.

Unbelievable.

This is the first time that the mask artist has lived for such a long time.

Even it is like this, not to mention those monsters who are not as powerful as it.

Turning around, I found that the children who had been fighting in a ball in order to prevent other monsters from entering the apartment stopped moving and stared blankly at the vortex of clouds in the sky.

"return."

The mask artist spoke softly.

The next moment, its children poured into the albums in their hands.

The rest, only other monsters that were not created by mask craftsmen.

It stood up from the ground, righting its worn hat.On the street in the distance, the black-clothed women who folded the Iron Man and the Beast also ended the battle. Like zombies, they were lured by the whirlpool and walked towards the high-end apartment.

"You can't let you influence my paintings, the greatest moment is coming soon..."

The mask craftsman let out a gloomy laugh and took a step lightly.

It was such a small step, but it was like traveling through space, blocking in front of countless monsters.

Taking off the top hat, the masked craftsmen saluted.

"Everyone who came from the south and the north, Anzhiju sincerely greets you here, my lovely and terrifying compatriots!"

"..."

There was no answer, and the monsters did not intend to stop their pace.

The mask artist didn't care either, and continued its unwatched performance.

"Here, an unprecedented maelstrom is about to open, and here, too, someone will be crowned king. It is my duty to record it with a trivial brush as the most wonderful and final drama. This is also our gospel. For the first time in human society there is a gospel of tangible leadership."

"Whether it is the vortex that melted us, or the salvation of that lord, I am very much looking forward to it. I have never had a high emotion since its birth five hundred years ago."

"Don't you want to see it?"

"The real image of the dark house drama..."

A gloomy green light flashed in the eyes of the mask craftsman, he straightened his waist, and put on his worn hat again.

"I won't let you hinder me, and I won't let you hinder that lord..."

it whispered.

The mask craftsman waved his hand, and the power of restraint and restraint in the past broke out in full force.

- This may also be the last time that the weak has used such a huge amount of power.

But it's definitely worth it!

The mighty power of reality benders drags the monsters on the famous streets of Akihabara into an imaginary space.

In the imaginary different space, the earth was rolled up like a blanket, wrapping all the monsters in it.

Wails, growls, screams, and countless sounds entered the ears of the mask craftsman.

"This is the time for Anzhiju... You can rest for a while from the next play, which can also reduce the temptation of the "vortex". "

Beside it, a trolley with a small wooden box appeared out of thin air.

Pulling open the wooden board of the wooden box, after the words "Dark Zhiju", a picture emerged from nothing and appeared on the white paper in the box.

It's that female monster like a beast.

"The name of the first show is called "Fashion Model", please enjoy it. That day, Iwasaki had a very bad premonition since the morning, and his premonition has always been accurate..."

-

Akiba Takashi started the "Morning Sacrifice" of "Vortex".

Although Rope didn't know what it was, he still had basic common sense after indulging in secret techniques for so many years.

The key, or the summoning ritual—in order to make the "Curse of the Vortex" come down completely.