Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The light gathered in the boy's hands and forged a blank golden sword.

"Just change to a battlefield where witches can't interfere. Although it is the God of Light, I can still do it to this extent."

Change the landscape?

Rope frowned - he had realized what Welleslaner wanted to do.

I saw the God of Victory holding up the blank Sword of Word Spirit, and LANXESS recited the Spirit of Word.

"—With the skill of my words, let the justice of the world manifest! These spells are powerful and eloquent. They are the swords of wisdom that call for victory."

light is refracted—

Light is sublimated—

The frozen soil of the glaciers, the devastated land, the damaged trees, the broken rocks... All of these disappeared under the words of Welleslana's full power.

In just a moment, after the brilliance, only gold remained in Rope's eyes.

The golden soil was covered with branched swords forged by Yan Ling, and the starry sky in the sky was also full of swords that were as numerous as stars.

In the center of the Golden Sword Field, Veleslaner held the Sword of Word Spirit and looked at Rope with serious eyes.

"This is my strongest power. Wisdom is power! Words are weapons! Those who cross obstacles deserve my blessings and curses!"

"Kusanagi Godou's golden sword field, so you can also use it..."

Squeezing the palm of his hand, Rope felt that there was absolutely no water for him to manipulate in this world.

——This sealed half of his "Sigh of the Shallow Sea" power in the first place.

"No matter what I think, I can't find out the identity of the Sea God you killed, so let's deprive this world of water for the time being. This will have some effect on you, right?"

Welleslaner said confidently, he aimed the Sword of Word Spirit at Rope.

"Then, I already know the identity of the second god you killed, the heroic god of steel who refused to obey!"

To deal damage to Rope, you must first cut through his defenses.

While dealing with Mekal's stick, Veleslaner was dual-minded, and watched the scene where God King Storm was "rejected" by Rope.

With the wisdom of the gods, he only learned the god Rope killed by inferring a little backwards.

"O raging devil, the god you killed is the great hero in the Indian epic "Mahabharata" - the oath!"

The sword of light trembled, flew up from the ground, and gathered behind Veleslana, like the King of Heroes' "Treasure of the King".

"Heavenly oath, the subordinate of the sun god Surya, the reincarnation of the god of light, is also the son of the goddess Ganga of the Ganges. A great hero who has accomplished all kinds of great deeds! Finally, after making a terrible oath, he was blessed by his father. The king bestowed immortality, and this is the origin of his name Bishma!"

Appearing almost instantly, the Sword of Word Spirit, which was originally on the ground, had already cut Rope's body apart.

But he didn't feel any pain.

On the contrary, Rope found that the effect of his power "Oath of Protection" was weakening.

"The Sword of Words that cuts through power... cut."

It wasn't until he faced this annoying gold that Ropey realized how strong the protagonist of the original work was.

——As long as you know the source, you can cut off the power, so unreasonable!

Welleslaner continued to recite the Word Spirit.

"Unlike other gods with different identities, India does not have any foreign myths spread because of its very ancient relationship. Therefore, Bishma is a very pure local god and a very complete "steel" - refusing death, refusing to hurt , sleep only when you choose!Godslayer, this is the truth of power! "

Thousands of swords came out of the nest.

It is a sword of words and spirits only for cutting off power, and the myth of Bishma resides on each sword.

Facing this way of attack, Ropey knelt on one knee as if giving up resistance.

This is a different world, the influence cannot reach the outside world, and there is no need to worry about those two innocent knights...

Perfect prayer time!

"The source of the unclean, the ancestor of the demons, the great and noble Abhors, please hear my prayer-"

Chapter [-] Aberhoth, the fallen war god

It was a prayer in honor of the demons, a terrible incantation that silenced any existence.

"I praise you in the name of the holy sacrifice, Lariba Woz, and take steps in order."

The sword of light cut off Rope's power of "steel", leaving large and small wounds on his body, but he remained motionless like a statue carved in clay and wood, focusing on the words of pilgrimage.

"—"Black Raven Mage" Izdag, "God of Toads" Zatoguya, "God of Spiders" Atlach Naka, "Lord of Serenity" Hahn Doer, "Father of Snakes" Egg, "The Cave of the Primarch" Artepos, and ultimately the supreme leader - "The Source of the Unclean" Aberhos!With seven as the limit, I am willing to follow your instructions to complete the illusory "Seventh Curse"! "

The existences in Rope's mouth are almost all famous archmages or old masters.

But even such a being must give way to another noble name, and can only be at the forefront of the prayer.

It's Abhorse!

The source of the impure, the ancestor of the demons, and all the rumored ugly aliens on earth, or abominations of ghosts, are gifts from this Divine Mother.

Unlike Shabu Nicholas, another female god in the Cthulhu lineage, who is one of the three pillar gods, "the black goat of the forest that breeds thousands of descendants", the descendants of Aberhos are closer to 'popularity', She hardly produces any evil spirits, but simply enjoys creating, playing with her children in the dark cave of Ikwa.

Although it is play, it is an inescapable hell for ugly and deformed objects like "Son of Aberhos" - when these objects try to climb out of the cave, they are often dissatisfied with their child's form, and Pulled back into the pool by their mother Aberhoth to be swallowed.