The Endless Shuttle

"Ha ha ha..."

The laughter came from Gada Kukokkan.

The third true ancestor did not know when he came down, sitting on the edge of the top of the container, and chuckled as a very lady, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Master Rope, watching the clown's performance by chance will really make people feel comfortable."

"what."

Rope was also amused.

"Then how much does Mr. "President" plan to pay for Orola? "

Although Baltasaru realized that something was wrong and wondered who the girl with long light green hair was, Rope's problems caused him to let go of these problems temporarily.

The most important thing in his mind is "Empire of Night".

"Sixty billion, plus Aldikia's domestic political resources. I think this bid is not too low. If you are not satisfied, please be merciful. The merchant's wealth is also limited..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The third true ancestor, the "Emperor of Chaos" Gada Kukokkan couldn't help it anymore and smiled.

"It turns out that in the eyes of your humble businessman, the will of the gods is only worth "sixty billion"...Puff, sorry, although I know you're superficial and ignorant about the status quo, you do make me laugh. Yes, a qualified clown. In my country, I might reward you as a court jester. "

"Gada."

"Master Rope, I'm valuing myself, but it's really interesting...puff."

There is no doubt that Gada Kukokkan is the most lively ancestor who has not been corrupted by time.

Even if Balthasarru was well-educated, he was inexplicably angry.

The other party had no plans to discuss business at all, just playing him like an idiot.

"I thought you could say something interesting, but the result is still the same."

The black-haired youth shrugged.

"Well, the performance time is over, you should leave the "Banquet of Flames". By the way, in view of your slight gratitude for sending the rest of the body of "The Night of Flames" to my hands not far away, I will not cause you too much pain. "

Balthasarru's heart burst.

Although he didn't know how this Marquis could say such arrogant words when he had six bodies of the "Flaming Night Boss", but his instinct to crawl and roll on the battlefield all the year round gave Balta Saru became vigilant.

He retreated at a non-human speed while yelling frantically.

"Come here quickly, King Kong of God Sheep!"

Balthasaru took out the ribs from the No. 1 "Nightman of Flames" and inlaid them for himself. As a result, he obtained the qualifications of the fourth true ancestor "Blood Servants" and became a pseudo-vampire, so he was The "Emperor Elector" is the beast who can use the number one, and has the right to control the infallible **** sheep.

The crystal barrier appeared around Balthasar, and at the same time the Huns rushed forward like wolves.

But at this moment, the Demon God has completed his action as if plucking a wild flower.

"Is this the source of your strength?"

Rope looked at the blood-stained ribs in his hands.

"Even your life is placed on others. What is the meaning of your existence? This...sorry, your name is too long, I have forgotten it."

The dead merchant's eyes widened and looked at that rib in despair.

He didn’t know why the other party was able to remove his ribs under the protection of "God Sheep King Kong", and he didn’t know what identity the black-haired young man had besides "Aldikiahou", let alone the one who watched from the sidelines. The girl with light green hair is the master of the famous "Chaos Realm."

The boundary between life and death reversed in an instant.

"How could I..."

Obviously there are still so many ambitions to be realized, how could it be so easy...

Losing the "medium of blood", he was beaten back, leaving only such a sentence, and he was instantly turned into ashes flying in the sky.

Together with the rushing Hungarian ghosts, they were blown away in the wind and snow.

With the dream of "Empire of the Night", Balthasar took away the territory from the domain of the king of war and the body from the extinct dynasty. He committed various international taboos and died in the extreme east. On the artificial island.

And the impression he left on the Demon God was only a few words that made him laugh like a clown.

Even the name cannot be remembered by the demon god.

Chapter 40 Absorbing Beasts, Orola of the "Fourth True Ancestor"

Balthasarru's death was too sudden.

Suddenly to the point that even those "Flaming Night Boss" couldn't react.

Rope instantly took away the ribs of the fourth true ancestor that the merchant had embedded in him, turning the backlash into ashes. The weapons that have lost the "Emperor Elector" have no source for issuing orders and no position to continue fighting. They can only stand there blankly.

The blonde girls peeked at each other.

"it's over."

Luo Pei looked at the "Flaming Night Boss" and said calmly.

"No matter how many dance music is left at the banquet, the one that belongs to you will end at this moment. Carry out the meaning of your existence, in order to return to the fourth true ancestor of one body."

The girls accepted the status quo in silence.

They don’t have many complicated feelings. Just as Gada Kukokkan said, the divided "Yebo of Flame" is the body of the beast, the weapon that stores power, and they themselves are the fourth true ancestors. a part of.

The black-haired youth turned his head and said to Orola.

"Bring them into your body, Orola."

"Ugh?"

Orola was a little flustered.

"Wh, what should I do?"

"I didn't destroy the knowledge about the "Banquet of Flames" in the soul of "Original". If you remember, you will know how to regain control of the Beast. "

Orola closed her eyes and remembered, and only walked towards the "Yebo of Flames" after a while.

Slowly, Aurora rose to a long and ancient breath.

The expressionless "Yebo of Flame" began to restlessly, like a warm home calling for a wanderer.