The Endless Shuttle

Luo Pei sighed helplessly, tilted his head to avoid a flame from a vampire beast, and poured chocolate ice cream for himself.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have paid more attention. I didn't expect the world to be so fragile."

He muttered under his breath.

"A little bit of "dispute" from the "War Knight" can make this city look like this... If I descend in the form of a complete demon god, civilization will collapse in an instant. "

‘Don’t measure this world by the standards of the previous world. '

Azalea said.

'It's all about "vacation". For this world, you are already at the level of "mobile natural disaster". Vampires are fine, ordinary humans and orcs can't resist your "dispute", they will definitely be induced into a state of riot. '

"It's such an old word, I seem to have heard this evaluation in Godslayer..."

Grab yourself some ice cream, and the evil god of strife returns to the streets.

With a snap of the fingers, accompanied by the twisting of the air, a red war horse in armor appeared, burning with flames.

The mount of the "War Knight" is also a slight realization of the authority of "War".

The horse that Al, the protagonist of "Darksiders" is riding, has become Rope's means of transportation.

The appearance of the horse intensified the disputes on the street, but in any case it could not affect the black-haired youth.

Luo Pei looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and he sat on the back of the horse and walked out of the city.

"In the world of "Blood Devouring Strike", I don't know which generation the "protagonist"'s fourth ancestor is now... But it's okay, anyway, it's fine anyway, let's go around for a while and then go to Itogami Island..."

He conjured a blank book out of thin air, holding a quill in his hand.

"If you want to spread the "Cthulhu Mythos" from scratch, surely Master Lovecraft's method is the best? From "One God" to "Horror Writer", it seems to be a good look for a leisurely holiday status..."

'You decide for yourself. '

Azalea said indifferently.

Anyway, this trial world is for Luo Pei to relax and play, whatever he likes. Even if this planet is burned to glass slag, as long as you complete the trial, you can pat your ass and leave... No, now you don't even need the prerequisite of "completing the trial".

"That's for sure."

Rope wrote on a blank book.

"Spread the story, study the subject of divinity, study the subject of the kingdom of God, take part in interesting plots by the way, and then wait until about the same time to complete the trial goal and end the vacation... Well, perfect!"

With the coming of chaos and bloody smell, the demon god of strife has made his general decision in this world.

Perhaps for sentient beings who are still ignorant.

It's a blessing in misfortune.

Chapter 2 The "Night Lord of Flame" who is still sleeping

The riots in Vistula inevitably fermented.

The unprecedented rage that spread across a city eventually even involved two great nobles from the old era of the "Warlord Domain". One is the Duke of Arrudiaru, and the other is the Marquis Zebrin, the head of the Imperial Council. If it is said that it is a "natural disaster" or "weather change", even a fool would not believe it.

Afterwards, the Imperial Council discussed and defined the incident as a "terrorist magical attack", and solemnly declared to the world that it would resolutely attack any organization or individual who dared to challenge the majesty of the "Sanctuary Treaty".

But there was no clue after all, the nobles of the King of War domain could only pour dirty water on the "Black Death Emperor faction".

Before the remnants of the Black Death Emperor faction who had been shot lying down could realize what had happened, they encountered another round of bloodbath.

This time it was not Duke Arrudialu's personal action, but the blow of the entire Empire of the Night. Not to mention digging three feet into the ground, the Knights formed by the vampires even dug up a few spies from other countries, and ordinary orcs suffer every day, which shows how powerful this time is.

Rope almost laughed out loud when he knew this.

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement. He has already packed his conscience and normal three views into the garbage dump, so he won't feel uncomfortable for his recklessness. He can only enjoy the tragic situation of the orcs while sipping tea.

It's all just seasoning for the holidays.

Riding a war horse from the border of the Empire of the Night to neighboring countries, stop and go along the way, the unique customs and customs of mixed races in various places satisfied the novelty of the black-haired evil god.

The benefits of running around in different worlds are reflected here.

After seeing the vast landscape, no matter how much power and lofty status you have gained in a certain place, you will get tired of staying in one place for a long time. Those races that travel through the world and the multiverse probably think the same way.

The capital of the Kingdom of Ardikia, Lopez temporarily fell.

Under the umbrellas on the bustling street, the black-haired young man was wearing casual clothes and reading a history book. There was a cup of steaming coffee on his desk, as if he was really a tourist.

No one can imagine.

This handsome-looking young man has the lofty power to easily set the whole world on fire.

"The "Forgotten Warlord" in Eastern Europe, the "Pupil of Extinction" in Western Asia, and the "Prince of Chaos" in Central America... the true ancestor of this world is really weak to a certain extent. "

A sarcastic smile formed on the corner of Rope's mouth.

"Throwing away the original unit drama full of love elements, I feel more like this when I read the history books of this world. I have the power to destroy the country, but I have a stalemate with other human countries and signed a peace treaty... Hey, this is considered Is it typical of alien races assimilated by humans?"

Azalea said helplessly.

"Ape, it's too foul to look at the problems of this world from your current height..."

"It's all rubbish."

The black-haired youth closed the local history book and made a brief evaluation.

"At first, I thought that if I was bored, I would find trouble and fight for fun. But now, it seems that this group of so-called "strongest true ancestors" are not even qualified to stand in front of me as "warriors". What a disappointment. "

If it is Artoxiu's level, a strong man who can collapse stars with his bare hands, Luo Pei can also raise his interest in "combat".

But after gaining an in-depth understanding of the True Ancestor in the Blood Devouring Attack through local intelligence, he didn't even bother to deal with the current three "strongest" weaklings.

— not qualified at all.

‘Don’t mention the background of the world, how is your “myth” written? ’ Azalea asked.

Visible to the naked eye, Luo Pei's expression became awkward.

He took out the blank book and looked at the beautiful font with only the beginning, feeling quite embarrassed.

"...My writing is not outstanding enough. I am not satisfied after writing it several times. In general, it is necessary to reflect the glory, and on the other hand, it is necessary to focus on describing the experience of the queen protagonist "Investigator". The combination of the two is not very accurate. . "

Don't blame him either.

On serious occult papers, or even hateful religious scriptures, Luo Pei can casually write more than a dozen books, which is what a mystic is supposed to do.