Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Your violence should be able to destroy that fantasy species quickly, right? Isn't the war you described to destroy the enemy and then gain benefits related to yourself?"

"How should I say it... Since the enemy has already obeyed the rules, it is not easy for me to break it."

The black-haired youth spread his hands.

"Well, at this level, my servant can easily handle it."

"lie."

Fanlou's silver and iron eyes stared straight at Rope.

"You are my ally, the one who answers questions, and you are not allowed to lie in front of me."

"It's really strict, Xiaofanlou."

Rope pouted and turned around.

"To be honest, fighting that kind of guy makes me feel a little disgusting... It has nothing to do with appearance and power. If possible, I would like to fight with a more shining existence."

Just as ancient warriors felt that the blood of commoners would defile their weapons, Ropey felt about the same thing about the "Demon Lord" of the fantasy species.

"Incomprehensible."

"The reason for this, I will explain it to you in detail..."

Rope said with a smile.

"After a while, the war will end, and they will come back. Let's take advantage of the fact that we can temper the temperament of the two of them. By the way, bring your little fox pet, and I will give her some favors first... By the way. , Does Fanlou like sweets?"

"What is sweets? You and I don't need food."

"Don't say that, sometimes 'meaningless' things are the source of happiness, and you'll love sweets. "

Something new to try.

Fanlou did not refute Luo Pei, nodded his head lightly, and followed the black-haired god from the cliff to the rear of the camp.

Perhaps to the God of Suspicion, the world is the same everywhere.

But now, after she got the hope of answering her question, she instinctively pursued the existence that could give her the answer.

……

The two highest-ranking gods are calm, but as subordinates, the nightmares and the elves are in a very difficult situation.

Mikolash, William, Lawrence.

The three major leaders of the Nightmare Species were dispatched, supplemented by the sky support and cover of the Elf Species Magic Fleet, in the form of sweeping, to completely end the Demon Species, Goblin Species and Giant Species.

Just as Xinke Nierbalen expected.

The giants and goblins began to retreat gradually.

They have already given enough fighting power to the demons, but the nightmares and elves don't plan to stop, so they chose to give up the demons and fantasy "Demon Kings" after calculating the benefits.

For the goblin species, now is not the time for a decisive battle with the "God of Disaster".

'My lords, please try to clean the battlefield as much as possible. The main artillery of the elves still needs a little time to prepare. When the "Demon King" appears within the range, please don't disturb the irrelevant targets. '

Xinke Nierbalian sat elegantly in the control room of the main ship with black tea, giving orders.

'Tsk... I am entangled by five giants and can't move, don't suddenly enter our spiritual network without authorization! '

'That's just the reason why you don't bring your own subordinates, Mikolash-sama? '

Xin Ke changed his sitting position, folded his slender legs in black stockings, and smiled.

'In addition, the authority and power of the Mind Network were granted to me by Lord Rope. '

'Ah, ah, it's so annoying! '

Roaring, Mikolash hung up and quit telepathy.

The leader of the Nightmare Species was in a state of panic just because he did something wrong again. He wanted to do something crazily to restore his reputation in the eyes of the God of Disaster, and prayed that the punishment would be reduced a little.

The lively and murderous Mikolash, the confinement of a closed dream is a torment.

'Miss Nierbalen, please don't irritate that idiot too much. '

'Well, how are you doing, Sir William? '

'This way?Ah... I just cut off the head of one of the "Four Heavenly Kings", and the surrounding demons have also been swept away, and there is no trace of the goblins. Sure enough, they have retreated far away. '

In the depths of the battlefield, dark blue tentacles danced all over the body, and the faceless Nightmare threw the things in his hands under his feet and stepped on it directly.

It was the head of a huge monster.

The head of one of the "Four Heavenly Kings" that originally belonged to the race of demons.

'Then, the only thing left is the "Demon King". '

'Yes. '

'Do you have any good countermeasures?To be honest, although the elves have done research on the fantasy species, if the enemy is the "Demon King" who has the authority to create..."

'Miss Nierbalen, you only need to activate the main gun of the spell, and Lawrence is responsible for the rest. '

'Only Lord Lawrence? '