Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Suddenly, there was a tremor in the album in his hand, and after a flash of green light, three familiar masks flew out of the album.

A monster whose real name is "Shami Mask".

"His Royal Highness Rope, His Highness Rope! Is there anything we need to help? Besides, it's really not what we wanted to suddenly disappear just now. The traction of the "vortex" is too strong..."

The "Sorrow" mask is still so unscrupulous, and as soon as the owner changed, he couldn't sit still and planned to show his loyalty.  …

It made its companion "Rage" mask look down.

"Hey, Lord... Lord Anzhiju is still here!"

"Angry" the mask scolded.

Anzhiju didn't care at all, but smiled instead.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just like this. Now His Royal Highness Rope is your master. You must serve him well and fulfill His Highness's orders."

It put on its hat again and said to Ropey again.

"Then, Your Highness, I will not disturb you. If there is anything that I need to do, just let the "Sanwei Mask" inform me..."

"You're leaving the city?"

"Yes."

Anzhiju nodded.

"The most exciting play of "The House of Darkness" was created by me, how can there be no audience?I usually show it to human beings, but for the last episode of this time, let me give my compatriots a tour in this country, so that they will know the news of your coming to Tokyo and Japan..."

In the idea of ​​​​the mask craftsman, he not only hopes that Rope can become the master of the city's alien monsters and his own creations, but also hopes that this powerful demon can rule the abnormality in this country.

By that time, the craziest and most beautiful "Garden of Eden" will bloom, right?

Anzhiju had this opportunity when he was young, but it was attracted by his hobby of shaping strange stories, and he did not cherish it.So the old reality bender sincerely looks forward to Rope's achievement, and he will devote his remaining life and strength to this.

There must be some guys who don't agree with the brand-new changes and have contempt.

But Anzhiju will not let these guys appear in front of the king of monsters, which is also a side responsibility when it tours.

Remove impurities.

Being old and frail does not mean that you will be weak to the point where you can't even hold a knife.

If a few disobedient little mice come to ruin the king's view of the throne.Annoying the once-in-a-lifetime powerful leader caused Rope to be upset and start the all-round slaughter mode, and Anzhiju, who could not live for decades, would not even have a place to cry.

- Rope doesn't need monsters, but monsters need Rope.

Seeing that the masked artist who seemed to have put down his burden left with a cart, Ropey took his mind back from this bizarre experience.

In the distance, the sound of the siren has faintly reached the ears of the black-haired youth.

"Sanwei mask, help me clean up the Shi Tui over there." He instructed his new servant.

"It is an honor to serve Your Highness!"

The three masks flew towards the ruins of the high-end apartment with great interest, using their evil power to start the work of the workers.

- It seems to work really well.

Turning over the album in his hand, Rope followed behind the masks and walked towards the last thing he needed to deal with tonight.

At the same time, what Rope does not know for the time being is that one of the three pictures on the special item "Container of Divinity" that he stored in the White Gospel is very similar to the last painting by Anzhiju. Sexual Apocalypse", is undergoing a drastic change like a chemical reaction...

Luo Pei had dominated a country when he killed the gods, but the divinity of "kingship" was mediocre and cold.

Now, with only the servants of thousands of monsters, the divinity of "royal power" directly spreads its thighs.

Dominate monsters, dominate aliens, born to be kings.

Maybe it's like the crazy babble of reality benders, this is the starting point of "Father of Demons".

Chapter [-] At dawn, there is only one person left

Late at night, approaching early morning, Akiba Rumiho opened his eyes in distress.

- Unfamiliar ceiling.

The slightly orange incandescent lamp at the top radiates light, and looking around, it is a room that is not very high-end, but it is very elegant and simple.

This is not her home, Akiba Rumiho is very sure.

After another full two minutes, the girl covered her head in pain, and the memories came flooding back.

The invasion of the black-haired youth; his own resistance was ineffective; Grandpa Akiba was knocked to the ground in a fight with the opponent; he picked up the vase and then lost consciousness...

"you're awake?"

A male voice came from the corner of the room, and Akiba Rumiho raised his head.

The black-haired young man who invaded her room and raped her grandfather was sitting at the corner table with a notebook as high as a mountain on the wooden table, and he was still writing hard even at this time of night.

"...Where is this place?"

"My home."

The black-haired youth closed the notebook and took the chair towards the direction of Akiha Rumiho.

"There was an accident in the apartment you lived in. If Miss Akiba is interested in watching the news every morning, you will be able to see the report in the morning news in a while. In order to prevent you from being homeless, I will take you with me without authorization. I'm back, I hope you don't take offense."