Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Gray hair, a ring-shaped crown on his head, and a pair of faintly visible wings on his back.Beside her, the gods clearly heard the praises and praises of the light spirits.

She is the king of angels, the ancient god who dominates the light and justice of the universe!

According to the records of mortals' classics, anyone with darkness, sin, fear, and anxiety in their hearts will cry when they look directly into the eyes of the "Mother of Light", and constantly repent of their sins. Contributing talented people.

Goddess of nobility, mercy and strength!

"Your Majesty Ferrak, Your Majesty Tibos."

Nuts looked at the two ancient gods who couldn't see each other gently. "Leave it to me this time. I hope this meeting will not cause separation between the two great beings. Suspicion and resentment are the fuses of civil unrest. I sincerely ask the two of you to reconcile."

"I have nothing to say with this ruthless barbaric god!" Ferrak paused his metal scepter again. "His defiance of civilization will definitely bring disaster in the future!"

"The vassals of cowardly creatures, drown with their beloved sons in their arms!"

Tibos stopped looking at the gods, turned around and left the field on his own, turned into a tiny star and left this world, returning to his kingdom of God to shoulder his eternal mission.

"Ugh……"

After Tibos left, Norden's straight body bent down and sat on the chair like a real old man.

"This meeting is over, your Excellencies, please leave by yourself..."

"Retire."

"The boring debate is finally over, my world repair has been delayed again... oh my god"

"sleep……"

The gods clamored and left the world by their own means.

Finally, the two ancient gods Nutz and Norden were left in the hall.

Just as Nutz spread his wings and was about to complete the mission given to her by the Order, Norden stopped her.

"Lord Nuts."

"Huh?" The Angel Queen looked back suspiciously.

"I don't know what else the "on behalf of" the Speaker of Parliament has ordered? ' She gritted the pronunciation of the word "generation".

Norden smiled wryly, knowing that his appointment of this queen who didn't like fighting had already aroused the other party's displeasure.

"I also ask Your Excellency Nuts to forgive me for being too commanding. I have no way to solve it." He said distressedly. "Tibos and Ferrak represent bipolar attitudes towards dealing with the sons of chaos, pick and choose, except for those who are not powerful enough, only you will expel the "Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea" while pity the creatures in the world..."

"I understand." Nutz nodded lightly. "If it's about this, Your Excellency Norden doesn't need to explain any more."

She is also a member of the one who advocates efficiency, and the meaningless waste of time is not pleasing to the Queen of Angels.

"One more thing." Norden corrected his expression.

"Have you ever heard of the name of the "Supreme God Alternate System"? "

Nutz froze for a moment, then lowered his head to think carefully.

"...I remember that it was one of the order plans left by His Majesty "Ouroboros" in the very beginning. "

"Yes." Norden agreed.

"In the recent period, I have noticed the initiation of this plan, and it seems that the successor is undergoing trials in the world where Hastur came. I am worried that there will be changes, and I hope you will pay attention while driving out the chaos. ."

"Understood." Nutz answered succinctly.

"If there is nothing more important, I will get up."

"I wish you success."

When Nuts also left, Norden was the only one left in the hall that shone with divine power.

He clenched the wooden scepter in his hand and tried to use his profound wisdom to think.

...Why is everything so perfect, yet I feel uneasy.

Very unlucky.

The [-]nd chapter starts the war, the horror of Loki

Passing over hundreds of tombstones of the living dead, being swallowed by a giant worm like a giant beast in the sky, or caught by a shabby-looking uncertain mycelium—

Loki maintained the lowest power output along the way. Fortunately, his divine flame was sharp enough, and his tricks were acceptable, so he was not dragged to exhaustion.

"It's really tough."

Constantly tossing the gray top hat soaked in mucus, Loki looked at the huge sewer entrance and sighed.

It's finally here.

Next, just go in and burn the culprit to ashes, and this mutation seems to be over... It's better to get such an interesting secret technique.

but……

"... hurry up and hurry up, is it still a step too late?"

Loki muttered helplessly, and buckled his top hat on his short blond hair.

In the sewers, Kesma was still wearing his black trench coat and leather gloves.Because enough blood has been absorbed, the face is not so scary, the original scarf is no longer needed.

He leaned against the blood-stained concrete wall, and his eyes glanced at Loki indifferently.