Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Now that the Indian group of gods has summarized Buddhism and disintegrated, it can also be called the largest faction of the little garden.

"Excuse me, Master, if you want to annihilate the group of gods in the Bible, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time."

"It doesn't matter, I have plenty of time. The longer the brew, the sweeter the wine."

Rope crossed his hands and smiled.

"And Philip, you're stuck in a blind spot, I'm not trying to annihilate the biblical gods, you can think about it from other places... For example, in the original Bible, angels had "a form that humans couldn't understand." "

In the original Bible, the angels were almost always described as "the torso of a man with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes", "a fire sinking with open eyes", "a silhouette", "a collection of beasts", and so on, and the mortals who saw them, They will all be blind and crazy because they cannot understand the light of heaven's perfect goodness, and they will repent of their sins.

In some ways, doesn't it feel similar?

——The evil god of the Cthulhu mythology.

Hearing this, Philip widened his eyes.

Then he closed his eyes and sighed reverently.

"Your wisdom, I will never be able to match... I understand, Master, I will act according to this."

"I have high expectations for you, don't let me down, Philip."

"Yes."

The terrifying feast of gluttonous food quietly sprouted in the useless magic palace of Vientiane.

Chapter [-] Dystopian inflation, the beginning of the end of the vampire

The ups and downs of the upper layer can hardly affect the lives of the creatures in the lower layer.

It's not just because of the layers of rank gates, but in the final analysis, those three-digit and four-digit thunderstorms are too far away from the realm of less than four digits.

Perhaps a hundred years or a thousand years later, the demon kings will hold high the banner, overcome the impossible and become the Jade Emperor, and the oriental gods and spirits of Zhou Tianxing's shuffling of cards will be chaotic.

But having said that, it doesn't mean that the lower level of Hakoten is peaceful at this time.

As the ultimate paradise where the gods, gods, and demons of Asura gather, Hakoba will always be unrelated to the word "quiet".

The "dystopian" activities of the final trial of human beings in the Western District are becoming more and more rampant, and many regions have been included in the coverage of the Demon Lord.Some of the upper-level gods turned a blind eye to the final trial of this special human being because of the beneficial results of "dystopia" for themselves and the group of gods, and even obstructed the group of gods who tried to break the "dystopia".

When the idiots of the gods gather in piles, even the guardians feel troubled for twelve days.It is rumored that since the Heavenly Court Incident, Di Shitian has been running around various gods in every possible way, uniting with his fellow gods to put pressure on those "dystopian" supporters, but the results are minimal.

The situation froze.

Due to the indifference of time to the gods and gods, the lower western district of Hakoten has long been reduced to a purgatory on earth.

This kind of purgatory does not describe how miserable they are, but the "dystopia" that deprives the living beings within its envelope of all elements of "human beings".

No pain, no hunger, no need, no desire, living just to live.

The union is not because of love and greed, but simply numb reproduction, not knowing what it means, and deprived of basic happiness.

A pure white mind that is close to nothing, the best land for cultivating faith.

- You see, a paradise where everyone is equal.

This is the word that the gods who support dystopia at the upper level often hang in their mouths, and this word also makes the guardians of the twelve days speechless.

Yes, from another point of view, all creatures in dystopia are happy.

That demon king is different from other demon kings. He will never deprive others of their lives at will. In dystopia, everyone is equal, even the dignified three-digit spiritual figure itself and the weak creatures in the paradise. There is no difference, live happily and without.

But that's what's not right.

This is how the gods with reason and wisdom see the great horror behind the dystopia.

This is not human beings, this is a terrible catastrophe that is one of the elements of human history's demise.

Everything is slowly fermenting, waiting for that point to explode.

A certain outer door with five figures in the box garden, above the blue sky.

The blond princess knight rides a dragon and soars in the wind.

She has scarlet pupils, golden fringe-like long hair, and a valiant knight's uniform, which fully highlights the girl's sizable body. Anyone who sees this scene must sincerely praise her beauty.

Leticia Decrea.

The princess of the Hakogawa knights, the second queen of pure-blooded vampires, and the only girl deity among the vampires who has been upgraded to four figures through "Sun Sovereignty" and "All-Tier Host Authority".

Leticia had just completed her expedition against a certain Demon Lord today, and she was returning to the old castle of the Hakoba Knights with the Knights of Guards she led.

It's just that it was a big victory, and for no reason, the girl felt a little uneasy.

Like something bad and big is about to happen.

"your Highness."

The knight of the guard beside her flew forward with a dragon and asked respectfully.

"Why do you show such an unhappy expression at the moment when you have won another victory and added your merits to defeating the Demon King?"

"I don't know." Leticia shook her head and looked towards the west side of the sky, "Maybe it's because 'dystopia' is still firmly in her heart.I can't let go of that dangerous thorn for a day..."

"Forgive your subordinates to speak bluntly, perhaps it is more appropriate to hand over the final trial of the human being to the upper-level gods and Buddhas... Even if we have the heart to dedicate to the people of Hakoniwa, facing a three-digit Demon King is like a moth to a flame. ."

The knight of the guards paused and said again.