Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

'Yes, it is preparing a very exaggerated thing, ready to give the "Demon King" as a gift for meeting and dying...'

William glanced at the tall Nightmare Seed who was holding a spiral sword in both hands and was burning with flames.

Although the creator said that there is no problem... However, it really doesn't matter if you take the initiative to contact the power of "Blaster" Cthugya...

William has doubts about Lawrence's trick.

With the secret arts and Cthulhu knowledge given by Rope, of course they know the danger of the old rulers, even if Lawrence is buried in the embers of Cthugya, he is not guaranteed to be annihilated by the crazy evil god first.

But, you can't always rely on the Creator, so wouldn't that make the Nightmare Seed useless...

Concentrating his thoughts, William held the esoteric axe on his shoulders and gradually disappeared from the space.

'Miss Nierbalen, I will now lead the Nightmare Seeds to kill the remaining "Four Heavenly Kings".Mikkolash continued to be in charge of the giants.When you reach the location, just attack directly without hesitation, and just leave the follow-up to Lawrence. '

'learn. '

The sun is gradually setting.

The war of killing is ending at an incredible speed.

Without the help of the goblin and giant species, the demon species, facing the elves and the nightmare species, are just fish and meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Finally, the fleet of Grass Vaults arrived within the attack range of the fantasy species "Demon Lord".

The latter had already stopped the act of creating monsters, and was watching these ants who were gathering to kill the elephant with vigilance.

Because of its large size, it cannot move in the normal sense.It can only spread its erosive "small world" around its body as a weapon and a shield to defend against the incoming attack of the enemy.

——.

In the sky, there is a rustling voice, and it should be the curse and angry words of the "Demon King".

But both the Nightmare and the Elves couldn't understand it.

Xinke Nierbalen did not hesitate, and at the moment when the Fantasy Seed couldn't hold it any longer, he activated the main gun of the Whole Grass Vault.

The emerald green magic light, the bows of the ships lit up, the magic patterns of the spells condensed, and the power was restrained, and finally the violent roar impacted.

Hundreds of torrents of emerald green light streak across the sky like shooting stars, illuminating the night at dusk.

Small world resistance, magic breakthrough and neutralization.

Before Xinke Nierbalen surrendered to the God of Disaster, he should be regarded as the most deeply studied existence in this world.

In the same way, the spells she made up were completely aimed at weaknesses.

Even with the "authority of creation", the Phantasm is a Phantasm, and it is impossible to become a Divine Species no matter what, so the individual nature of the "Demon Lord" is no different from the regular Phantasm.

Slowly, a gap was opened in the iron-walled defense of "Small World".

'Lawrence. '

'Um. '

In the dark night, the leader of the Nightmare Species, who remained in one position for a long time and swallowed the flames, moved.

It pulled the spiral sword out of the ground and held it high, as if guiding something, the flames burning hotter and hotter.

Lawrence murmured in a substantive voice.

"The Star of Fingry, King of Fomalhaut, the source of the vitality of all things, the sun of the ancient times, the dispeller of darkness and fog, the enemy of the cold, Cthugya, listen to this chant, give Great immortal flame, burns enemies to dust under your seat..."

The great secret art that calls "Cthugya Flame".

Pure violence, pure heat.

It was taught by a former great mystic and used in the hands of Lawrence, the leader of the Nightmare species.

The sky looked like a hole in the Holy Grail flowing out of black mud, and there was a vibrant orange-red in the darkness.

Afterwards, the orange-red color penetrated into the body of the Demon King of Fantasy Seeds before the small world repaired itself along the gap opened by the elves.

The flames erupted.

……

"This is……?"

The black-haired youth who was making cakes for Fanlou stopped his movements.

The next moment, the God of Disaster easily tore off the top of the grass dome ship, paying no attention to the startled beast-eared girl, and the God of Suspicion who felt strange, squinting and watching the pillar of orange-red flames linking heaven and earth. .

This feeling...why?That great secret technique is not for summoning...

"'Tentative' Rope, what happened? "

"Excuse me a little, Fanlou."

Rope's figure gradually disappeared from the space.

"Something very strange happened, and I have to deal with it. For the answer to "name", let's wait until I get back to continue..."

"Accept."

Fanlou nodded obediently, and then continued to concentrate on digging the small piece of cake in his hand.

sweets...