The Endless Shuttle

"Those common things...with a little modification, they can become excellent children. It is undesirable to spend their lives in meaningless wars."

"Compared to your horrible thoughts, I think it is better for them to have war."

Luo Pei smiled slightly, and pulled Sabu into his arms.

The black-haired eldest sister also smiled and fell on Rope's chest, holding the wine glass in her hand to Rope's mouth.

On Mount Olympus in the Greek God Realm, after Zeus repeatedly confirmed the harmlessness of the gods, the wishful thinking crackled. Not only did they first hold a "wedding" for the Knicks and Rope, they also chose a beautiful place on the sacred mountain to build a noble and glorious temple for the living of the big free gods, which is quite a posture of retention.

But how could Rope stay in the Greek realm.

At most, stay here for a while before being bored, or as a temporary place for yourself, it is impossible to stay here for a long time.

While Rope and Sabu were mixing the oil in their honey, the young girl dressed in Gothic loli clothes obviously not belonging to this era crawled out from behind the stone table and stared at the black-haired youth with a little dissatisfaction.

Since the evil demon temporarily settled in Olympus, he took it for granted that Miss Infinite Dragon was in a daze in Athens.

"Rope, I've finished reading this book."

Orpheus put the comic book in his hand on the table.

"The next one, this time give me more. If it is too thin, I will finish reading it all at once."

"Huh? Hmm..."

Rope stopped playing with Shabu's hand, drew a pile of comic books from the void, and threw it on the stone table casually.

"Does it interesting? Orpheus."

"Um."

The Infinite Dragon God nodded honestly.

"Weird things, I can feel the world and stories depicted in these paintings...and those human minds..."

"Then watch more and like more."

Rope urged Orpheus.

"If you are bored, find something to dismiss. Orpheus, do you still feel that the inside of the world is not as good as the dimension gap you are staying in?"

"..."

Infinite Dragon God did not answer.

She grabbed the comic book that Rope had exchanged, and after a moment of silence, she retracted behind the stone table without saying a word.

Maybe Orpheus himself was struggling.

Born from the dimensional gap of nothingness, Miss Dragon God fell in love with the silent scenery. Suddenly putting a world containing such a huge amount of information in front of her, it is normal for ambivalence to arise.

The conflict between firm desire and feeling at the moment.

"Little Rope likes that little dragon?"

Shabu's eyes rolled, and he leaned to the ear of the black-haired young man.

"I know a great secret technique, it can make that little dragon..."

He whispered, Ropey's face was calm at first, but his expression gradually became more exciting later.

It deserves to be the evil **** who has the most direct relationship with "reproduction."

The secrets that Shabu knows are products that Rope has hardly heard of. Some of the secret techniques were so large that he wondered if he had entered the world of Lifan.

"...Sister Sabu, is this not so good?"

"What are you afraid of? You are the demigod who dominates "happiness" and praises the messenger of indulgence. "

Sabmei smiled, and ran his fingers across the corner of Rope's mouth.

"Presumably pulling that little dragon into another world will be quite interesting."

The Supreme Mother in a white dress paused, then whispered a demon in Rope's ear.

"What about me, no matter what kind of secret technique Little Rope uses on me, I will be happy? Let us discuss the essence of sensory pleasure in a moment. Even if the guy Hasta becomes a female god, he will not cooperate with Little Rope you. Right? I'll let Little Rope you breathe up to heaven..."

"As for Orpheus' character, I still like her now."

Rope pushed the face that Shabu was close to a little bit away.

"We'll talk about the study of the essence of happiness later, Sister Sab, I have something I want you to see."

"Well?"

Shabu blinked.

Then a light red ball of light rose from the palm of the black-haired youth.

The Supreme Mother frowned and covered her mouth with the hem of her long sleeves.

"This is... Have you made the prototype of the kingdom of God?"

"Yes, from the non-decayable variable of entropy to the patchwork of world equations, it can barely be regarded as a test product. Sister Sabk, you can help me see the mistakes."

It's just a mold.

Not the true prototype of the kingdom of God.

The establishment of the true kingdom of God can only be done by oneself, and other evil gods cannot be contacted. That way the hidden danger is too great. When Rope was attacking the world violently, he didn't let Hasta participate in the issue of the kingdom of God, and naturally he was not defeated by Shabu's gentle offensive at this moment.

"Scare me."

Shabu patted his chest.

"For a moment I thought that Little Luopei, your mind is not clear, and you put the prototype of the kingdom of God in front of me... However, since it is a mold, I can also make a little comment."

"Trouble you."

"Hehe, Little Luopei is my favorite brother, so how can I use words like "Trouble". "

Shabu smiled and took the Divine Kingdom mold and observed it carefully.

The more you observe, the wider the eyes of the Supreme Mother.

Yes, perhaps from the perspective of the Three Pillars, Rope's mold is so rough that it is not worth mentioning.

But you must know that this mold was made by a demigod who has not existed for thousands of years. This understanding and hard work alone can prove how hard and motivated Rope is in this regard.