Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The thinking is no longer in the same place, and Rope can't know the thoughts of crazy hell. The ultra-long distance connection must be communicated with a unique secret technique, otherwise it will be no different from two strangers.

There are pros and cons, there are not so many perfect choices in the world.

After a moment of silence, the gray-skinned boy's expression gradually calmed down and finally turned into his original appearance.

"...Nothing, it may just be a sudden discomfort, and it has been adjusted to the best state."

Compared to the original voice, this crazy hell is even more lacking in emotion.

But Rope didn't care so much, after all, it wasn't much different.

He turned around, picked up the envelope that Qingqiuyuan Ena brought from the table, handed it to the crazy hell, and said to him.

"Although I separated you after reading this letter, I still leave this to you. I really don't have confidence in my memory. If you forget it, you can act."

"Ah."

Mad Hell took the envelope, put it into his shirt, and said.

"It's not too late, I'll go now. Liliana Kranichal's body, please explain, so as not to cause trouble."

"What's your name..." Rope frowned as he looked at the maddened hell who carefully called his full name.

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Crazy Hell opened the door first and walked downstairs.

Rope followed closely.

"I inherit all of your secret techniques of Cthulhu. If you really meet the god of disobedience, there will be only this way, then it is not something that a little human girl can observe. Call me a friend or a subordinate, It's up to you, don't let me get involved with you in front of them, for your own good."

"Indeed."

He knows what the means of the mad hell are.

If Cthulhu's secret technique is used, it will never escape the sacrifices and bloody feasts that kill innocent people. If Liliana and Erica know that Rope's incarnation did it, they will definitely be grumpy.

Crazy Hell covered his right hand on his face, and the necrotic flesh squirmed for a while.

When he took his right hand away, except for his complexion that was still lifeless gray, what appeared in front of Rope was just an ordinary teenager.

"That's fine."

"Well, call me if you can't deal with it, and I'll use "Wind" to rush over. "

When they came downstairs, Liliana and Erica were both waiting in the living room.

Seeing the stranger appearing from the master's room, Erica asked suspiciously.

"King, who is he?"

The perception of the great knight is not the approach of strangers, not to mention that there are other knights guarding their posts inside and outside the villa, it is almost impossible to approach silently.

"He's my friend - Kesma."

A random name was made up, Rope explained.

"He will handle the Nordic affairs for me, Lily, just follow his arrangements."

"……learn."

Although he was very puzzled when the king had another friend, the well-behaved silver-haired girl still did not ask more questions.

After all, the king is also human and needs his own privacy.

"The people in Northern Europe have already contacted us and are available to answer us at any time. When are you going to leave?"

"Now."

Chapter [-]: The trip to China, the supreme artifact

After Rope was separated from the hell of madness, they each embarked on their own journeys.

When the Japanese side learned that he was going to China, they naturally thanked God and sent them out with a smile on their face. All the special plane hotels were booked well, and Luo Pei didn't need to worry about it at all.

The gods were gone, and almost all of Japan breathed a sigh of relief.

During Rope's time in Japan, the damage caused almost caught up with the once-in-a-century catastrophe. Every time the cabinet and the prime minister woke up from nightmares, it was a scene of huge waves submerging Japan, and it was impossible to sleep peacefully.Not to mention those people in the world who are busy cleaning up the mess for him.

- The nightmare is finally over.

When everyone thought so, they didn't know that a bigger disaster was lurking in Rope's heart, waiting for the moment when he returned from China.

"Wang, do you really need me to go with you?"

Near boarding, Erica asked for the last time.

"For myths or artifacts, I have a better sense of authenticity than the king. Besides, I have recently made up for the legend about the "Monkey King". "

"Different."

Rope closed the book of judgment and rubbed his sore eyes.

It was a book with a blue cloth cover, on which were written ten large characters in beautiful Song script - "The Buddha Says the Thirty-Five Buddha Names and Repentance".

It is recorded that the thirty-five Buddhas that Shakyamuni followed in the form of "Buddha" were among them.

"My search this time is not the origin of Sun Wukong, it is a very special god, and false legends can make his power even more powerful. I am afraid that it is only the level of "Fengshen" and "Hero of Steel" to find his true body. I can't get the effect I want. "