Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Rope saw the girl's embarrassment, and took back the straight ball he kicked without leaving a trace.

"You should go to rest after get off work. Even on holidays, I don't have much free time. I have to go back to work at night to work overtime."

The progress of the "time machine" must be checked frequently. It cannot be said that there is an assistant who is in charge of the hand, which is undoubtedly irresponsible for his own life.

After that, both of them deliberately skipped this little embarrassment, and chatted for a while about the "Father of All Demons".

During the period, no matter how soft and hard the Akiba Liuweiho was, Rope didn't let go, and the girl who got it could only lie down on the table depressed and drink juice.

In the TV hanging high on the wall, the afternoon program time has long passed, but there is no music arranged by Akiha Rumiho, but some news from TV Tokyo.

"What's the matter, meow, Phyllis said earlier that he would switch in time..."

The girl frowned and stood up to see what was going on.

"Wait a moment."

Rope stopped Akiba Rumiho, his eyes fixed on the news reports on TV.

The hostess with short hair was standing in a place that was clearly a cemetery.Behind her, the soil where countless dead people were buried was opened, and the report said it was the worst mass grave digging event in Heisei, and the political correctness of cremation was advocated without leaving a trace...

This is not the concern of the black-haired youth, so he doesn't believe in the description of the grave digging incident.

In the picture, the soil and the traces of damage to the coffin were obviously destroyed and excavated from the inside.

And inside the cemetery, only the dead!

"Resurrection from the dead, the confusion between life and death... Has the noble god of death corrupted to such a degree that it actually showed an ominous omen..."

Rope murmured, tapping his fingers on the table.

It stands to reason that things like ominous evil omens belong to the evil gods.Just like the rumored "Eternal Sleeper" Cthulhu's body recovers when the sea rises, the holy city of Lalaye must emerge from the abyss.When a country's morals are corrupted and its citizens go crazy, it must be "Chaos" Nyarlathotep's forte.

Azakaron is the second son of Order, the ancient master of death, and it is not surprising that he has such power after being corrupted.

The dead crawled out of the grave, which clearly indicated that the journey between Aza Karon and this world had reached a very dangerous distance.

"Rope, what, what's wrong?"

The expression of the black-haired youth frightened Akiha Rumiho.

"It's nothing."

Ropey stood up and directly took out a bundle of dollars from the white gospel and placed it on the table.

"I'll go first. It's almost summer vacation, I suggest you cancel it as soon as possible. It's safer to stay in Tokyo recently."

"……it is good."

Not knowing what happened, Akiba Rumiho nodded in confusion.

At this time, Rope, the power of the person in the position was too terrifying.

After walking out of the maid cafe and sitting in the luxury sports car, the black-haired youth directly called the three-flavor mask and arranged for them to clear their territory.

—The tide of life and death.

Chapter [-] The Monster Runaway

In the report of the three-flavor mask, the evil omens caused by Azakaron were more serious than Rope imagined.

Since about five days ago, the decaying dead have been rising from the cemetery, and the normal living have died violently for no reason.Even Tokyo was brought under his command, and the monsters who had been keeping their own way were more or less affected, and they were full of desire for "death".

Not his own "death", but the "death" of others.

Simply put, it means that the impulse to attack humans and other monsters is increased, and the sanity of restraining instinct is reduced.

But fortunately in misfortune, fortunately, these situations only spread between weak monsters, and can't spread to alien creatures like the three-flavor mask, Fujiang and SCP-173 - if it can spread, then neither does Rope. Only now will I know, as early as five days ago, I could move a small stool and sit on the sea to watch Tokyo sink.

"Why didn't you report it to me earlier?" Rope asked.

"Your Highness, this is our wrong decision..."

The strange voice of the three-flavor mask came from the phone, and they were always very energetic this time.

"We've seen the resurrection of the dead many times. I thought that this trivial matter would not alarm you, but now we find that it's not as simple as we thought. Most of the compatriots have also stepped into madness..."

"What about the quantity?"

"...Three digits."

"Why so many?" Rope frowned.

He remembered that a few months ago, even the picture book and the cleaned up wild monsters were less than three hundred, and now they are just crazy three figures?

Sanwei mask said bitterly: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, because there are too many newcomers here... Most of them have heard the story of Lord Anzhiju and came to Tokyo to see you. According to your order, we will send They're all taken..."

With the spread of Rope's title of "Father of All Demons", more and more anomalies have converged on the small and lively city of Tokyo. While adding a number of people, the hidden danger of instability has also been buried.

"Those crazy monsters didn't affect the normal world, did they?"

"Except for the first few people who killed people, we controlled the others in time. There are not many burial cemeteries in this city, and the problem of the living dead is a trivial matter."

Sanwei mask asked again.

"How do you feel about dealing with these guys?"

"Kill it if you judge it to be hopeless!" Ropeson said coldly.