Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Serafuru's expression was a little melancholy.

"Hey, Grefia, do you know what the scenery is like outside our world?"

"I don't know." Gurefia shook her head: "I am afraid that only the two legendary dragon gods will know about this kind of thing."

"I bet you, even the two dragon gods have never seen the scenery outside the real world."

"Why so sure?"

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Serafuru recalled uncomfortable memories.

"The outside of the real world is a hundred times more terrifying than the hell described by humans. Its terrifying level even made me think "it's great to be born inside the world".The darkness without reason, the madness without knowledge, the nameless race and the nameless evil gods..."

"You, what did you see?"

"I saw the hometown of the ancient evil, or at least the place that can be called its origin."

After saying this, Seraph was silent for a long time before continuing to say the following.

"Greyfia, I don't want to die."

"Well, no one wants to die."

"I also don't want to see my hometown and my family growing up in an inexplicable disaster destroyed by an inexplicable disaster. Those familiar friends can't even maintain their human form, and their misery has turned into nutrients for monsters."

Serafuru stared at Grefia.

"I want to go back to Sidi's house and help my friends revive the underworld."

"Good idea, Seraph."

Grefia did not mention how to realize this idea, but simply appreciated it.

Serafuru Sidi showed a smile.

She likes this friend more and more.

The black-haired girl patted her cheek and swept away the solemn atmosphere.

"Anyway, I'm going to get started."

"Going to assassinate the ancient evil?"

"...I don't have that much ability."

Serafuru walked around the room like a little girl with her hands behind her back.

"The most is to take the information we know now and gradually untie the shackles. Anyway, with that guy's power, it doesn't make any difference whether the cage is this city or the entire underworld, doesn't it?"

"You also know why Lord Rope caught us..."

Grafia had a headache.

She got into Rope's hands earlier than Raffy, and of course she knew why the ancient evils craved them.

But Grefia couldn't imagine how to please the ancient evil in that way.

It's not that she can't hold her face, it's that she really doesn't know.

In the past, Grafia was either fulfilling the expectations of her father and mother, or she was training to increase her strength as a demon.She, along with generations of young male demons, had very little contact, let alone those things that she taught herself.

"To have such a clear purpose, I really feel thankful. If it is the same as the god called out by the Xia Gai Zerg..."

Serafuru shuddered, sincerely thankful for Rope's relatively mild personality that could be understood by ordinary things.

"Then Grefia, how about you?"

"I do not understand."

The silver-haired beauty was embarrassed for a moment, and said in a thin voice.

"Actually, I also really want to get out of the state of captivity in front of me... I don't think it is necessary for my father to resist the anti-demon king faction so much..."

Lizevim's behavior has long shattered Grefia's old-fashioned concept.

The blood heirs of the strongest demon kings all look like that, and Gurefia doesn't have any expectations for the blood heirs of other demon kings.

Instead of letting them rule the underworld, it is better to let the anti-demon king send in to kick off a new era of demons.

"Okay! From today onwards, Gurefia, you are my best friend! Warmly celebrate the addition of another member of the Anti-Demon King faction!"

Serafuru gave a thumbs up happily.

"It doesn't matter! I will help with the matter with the ancient evil! Although...well, I only got the information from various reading materials, but with the normal character of Lord Rope, there should not be much deviation, right? ?"

"so?"

"Let's go see him first, and stay here for sure."

Serafuru quickly entered the state.

She doesn't really have much resistance to this kind of thing.

It may be that her natural brain circuit is a little more peculiar. When Serafuru knew that she had no choice, she had already begun to secretly recall various details of Rope.

The appearance is perfect; the strength is enough to turn the whole world over and over and over a hundred times; although the character is not very good, it can also be classified into cultural differences, and everything goes along with him, and he will not fry...