The Endless Shuttle

Rope waved his hand.

"Since it's a trivial matter for you, it's even easier for me. I'm not the type to take back my promise."

After snapping two fingers lightly, Vera's house was visibly regenerated.

Perhaps it is not appropriate to use the word "regeneration" for buildings, but there is no more suitable description for the scene in front of me.

Going back in time, everything returns to its original state.

Vera and Jack are more aware of the unfathomable existence in front of them.

"Three-digit people...are they all like you?"

"So, I'm special."

Standing in front of the door, Luo Pei gently hugged Vera with a not-so-extraordinary etiquette.

Then whispered in her ear.

"Before you leave, Miss Vera, I hope you can call me by another name. Compared to Azazel, the name Rope is the real part of me."

"Rope..."

"Well, that's right."

Letting go of Vera, the black-haired youth waved his hand and said goodbye with a smile.

"Leave this outer door as soon as possible. The Bible gods are about to move. I don't want to see you two on the battlefield."

"We will."

Jack said seriously, and then sighed.

"No matter when, the world cannot escape war...even if you come to Hakoniwa."

"That is the eternal theme of intelligent creatures."

Greed and grab, victory and defeat, profit and glory—

Even if it is whitewashed with games and paradise, some things cannot be won without bloody war.

This is true of the multiverse, and so is Hakoniwa.

Chapter 61 Evil Fallen Four Angels, Canary Departs

The land was burnt to black by the light, rocks crumbled, houses collapsed, and the thick smell of burnt blood permeated the air, mixed with sulfur and anti-inflammatory, turning into an unbearable vicious air.

Some people think that such a description can only be used in the mythical and ugly place called "hell".

But no.

This is Hakoniwa, the amusement park of Shura gods and Buddhas.

The demons of the biblical gods went on a rampage, causing extremely terrible disasters in the lower levels. The people and the community are simply powerless to resist the ravages of demons and fallen angels. Even these demons and fallen angels are only five-figure or six-figure in strength, but they have the authority of the sponsors.

The gods and Buddhas created the authority of the sponsor to restrain the demon king in the final trial, but the abusers turned this way of salvation into a butcher knife for Shura purgatory.

Of course, the Gods of the Bible also reacted, as agreed, dispatched troops to fight against the fallen angels and demons, and maintain the "justice" of Hakoniwa.

However, what is subtle is that it is not the demons that are the subject of controversy in this rage, but the angels with divine brilliance.

Because under Luo Pei's deliberate manipulation, or induction, most of the scars of the war were caused by the angels of heaven.

This made the people not simply throw their malice to the demons in hell, but also made a good note with the biblical gods.

Over the years, the Biblical pantheon's long-established reputation as good gods has completely rotted. What's more, heaven and hell are divided into the same species.

"Azazel! What's going on!"

The three-digit outer door, Seraph Michael came aggressively to question the crime.

Luo Pei, who had returned to the appearance of a red dragon, sat leisurely on the obsidian throne. A few beautiful succubi who were in charge of serving tremblingly held the wine cups, and looked at the vice-lord of the kingdom of heaven who was burning with the holy flame in fear.

Luo Pei waved his hand to let the maid back down.

"Why are you making such a big fuss? Michael, aren't we following the plan?"

"Ask knowingly!" Michael's beautiful cheeks twisted slightly: "Now our actions have almost had the opposite effect. You have not let hell take responsibility at all! The lower level..."

"You stop for a moment."

Luo Pei's dragon eyes narrowed.

"Did you get the wrong object of complaint? Michael, my subordinates and servants are strictly following the agreed plan. It is none other than the angels you lead that caused the immediate consequences. Now come Are you looking for me to push your responsibility onto my head?"

"This is the result of your induction!"

"Be careful, Michael, be careful. Do you know that what you said is questioning the biblical dualism of good and evil and denying the established results of biblical history?"

Rope stared at Michael calmly.

"Azazel committed the great crime of disobedience to God, and will be liquidated in the lake of fire. Proclaiming the glory and correctness of God, your words at this moment are completely contemptuous of the outcome of this epic."

"You actually told me to be cautious?"

The vice-lord of the kingdom of heaven looked at the red dragon in disbelief.

"What's wrong, what's wrong... Azazel, what are you planning? Are you still the Azazel I know, the lord of hell?"

"Of course I am. Greedy and beautiful Azazel, noble and arrogant Azazel."

The red dragon replied without hesitation.

"Michael, do you still know who you are?"

"I am the Vice-Prince of Heaven, the Son of God, and the Lord of Fire!"

"Is that really the case?" Rope grinned ferociously: "America in the sixteenth century! Who is the demon god in folk mythology, the sun god, and Cthulhu Mythology's Cthugya? The star of Fomalhaut Who is you?"

"Of course it's me too!"

Said this sentence subconsciously.

Then Michael, who reacted, covered his mouth, unable to believe what he said.

How could it possibly confuse itself with other myths?

How could the Biblical Viceroy of Heaven, the ruler of all angels, the most glorious divine sovereign, confuse himself with some demon of folklore?