Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The black-robed mage shook his head and sighed, but he didn't say anything to stop him.

The two inhabitants of the Netherworld saluted Susanoo, and then dissipated into the space like smoke, returning to their residence.

As for helping Susanoo or something—sorry, they haven't had enough.

Recklessly interfering in the battle between the godslayer and the disobedient god is like an ant trying to create a chance for the fighting humans. Apart from being slapped to death, it is difficult to imagine other endings.

"Then, it's time to experience the skills of the arrogant kid..."

Turning his head, the brown mudslide has come to the top of his head.

He rushed down and shredded Susanoo's cabin like a piece of paper. The wooden boards and some simple furniture washed away with the water flow for a while, and then were submerged in the ocean.

The God of Steel has long disappeared.

-

"It's so slow..."

Sitting at the canopy of a big tree, Rope watched boredly at the spectacle of the land tsunami that was about to spread to the end of his sight, created by him.

Could it be that Susanoo is really going to be a tortoise?Or are there any traps being set up?He couldn't help thinking.

Probably.

This "steel" has the characteristics of a cultural god. When killing the eight-headed snake, it uses strong liquor to lure the snake into the bait, and then after it gets drunk, it cuts off all the eight snake heads one by one, not like Europe or other The "steel" of the place is as tough as the monster.

"I'm having a headache... If I don't come out, it's hard to have a map blasting the ground? Tsk, spare me..."

He is not an artist with a long mouth, and he has no special hobby for explosions. The map cannon is very interesting to use occasionally, and it will only be boring after a long time.

Moreover, neither the identity of the godslayer nor the blood of the Nephilim in his body would be satisfied because of such an unbeautiful battle.

"……Um?"

It seems that God heard Rope's wish. Within sight, a big man in a rough kimono was stepping on the water.

The wild appearance, the blade against the shoulder, the fierce "steel" breath.

"Wow, I've been waiting for you."

Ropey muttered, stretched and jumped down from the canopy, standing on the water just like the rough man.

He patted the seal given by Athena on his chest and whispered.

"Look at it, Goddess Athena. All steel is powerless against me. The shame in your mythology, I will wash it myself... Rely on my strength!"

This is his eighth prey!

Chapter [-] Poseidon, Storm God, Hero of Steel

The old man in the kimono seemed to move slowly, but it didn't take long to come to Rope.Every step of his is like shortening several meters or tens of meters, like the ability of supernatural powers.

Then, on the turbid muddy water, the god and the demon king looked at each other.

"I've heard the name for a long time, you stinky boy. I don't know where you heard that I live here... Is it really that stinky girl Hui Na? With a husband, she left her grandfather behind, It's really a girl who doesn't stay in college."

Susanoo lowered the blade, and the tip of the blade touched the surface of the water.

Strange to say, the seemingly sharp blade didn't even pierce the surface of the water.

Facing Susano's question, Rope shook his head and smiled.

"I won't commit intelligence from my own woman's mouth. I learned your news from other "people".Thinking that living in Japan is comfortable, it is better to get rid of the uninvited guests next to my room as soon as possible, so as to save any trouble. "

"The words that go so far against the guest as the master, and even kill the master, are indeed unscrupulous demon kings."

Susanoo said sarcastically.

"Is it really good to embarrass an old man who never retired from the post of God? Even if you broke my Tiancong Yunjian, I didn't pursue it, but let the worldly guys deliberately please you. If we turn our heads now, we might And things like being friends."

Anyone can hear it, it's just a scene.

Susanono's murderous aura does not need words at all. With the natural enemy and the resentment of breaking the sky, even if Luo Pei wants to live in peace, he probably won't agree.

"Why did you come to apologize pitifully after being slapped in the face on the front foot, so you ordered those guys." Rope regarded the second half of Susano's words as rubbish and threw them to the back of his head.

"Even though it's redundant, thank you anyway. I will make good use of it, ladies and gentlemen."

"...Liu Lizhiyuan did unnecessary things. If I had known today, I would have done my best to stop her." Susanoo sighed.

The clouds in the sky grew gloomier.

The roar of thunder lingered in the clouds, and the raindrops fell, adding a damp and wet feeling to the space that was baptized by the flood.

Susanoo is calling for the storm.

"Are you ready?"

Rope didn't go to grab the dominance of the sky, he simply looked at the old man opposite and asked.

"It's not impossible for you to prepare again, right? It's a privilege for you as Grandpa Ena."

"Who do you think you're talking to, kid."

"Really, trampling on the good intentions of others will cost you a lot..."

Rope shook his head and walked towards Susanoo.