The Endless Shuttle

"Don't forget, how long have I been with you." Acelia snorted proudly: "I know all your crooked ways and likes."

"As expected of my system mother."

"Hey-hey."

Acelia walked to the bed, kicked off her high heels, her feet in white stockings swayed at Rope, and said with obvious teasing.

"Small demigod, what are you waiting for? Don't you come to serve your master? This is the order of Sadha Hegra, the "God of Insects". If you can't satisfy me tonight, you must be careful of your own life. . If you make me wait anxiously, maybe my sharp teeth will crush something like steel."

Rope raised his brows and an annoyed smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

He loosened his neckline and walked towards the provocative Acelia.

"Of course, the great Sada Hegra, I will have an unforgettable night between us. I hope you like the more intense gameplay..."

In general, from the initial encounter to now, thousands of years later, Rope and Acelia have finally combined literally.

Although the time is only seventy-three hours, the final result is enough for the two to remember the long journey.

Chapter 52 The Relief of the Devil Girl, a Game of Two Childish Ghosts

When Gurefia Lukifergus woke up, the long scent of rosemary wafted in the brown-red-colored room, which lifted some spirits for her groggy head.

Unlike Seraphim, the prayers of the Worm God did not affect her much.

Gurefia did not see the terrible history of Xia Gai, nor was he attracted by the dark secrets.

A normal coma, a normal waking up, and then such a picture before her eyes.

In the evening sunlight of the underworld, Seraphim was standing at the window of the room, looking at the purple sky, seeing her fascinated expression as if thinking about something.

"Seraphlu?"

"Um?"

Gurefia's voice awakened Seraphim.

The black-haired girl turned her head, and showed a soft and beautiful smile to the friends who had parted ways because of the camp, but had reconciled because of the camp.

"Gurefia, you woke up."

"...How long did I sleep?"

Gurefia asked, covering her head.

Seraphim took the emerald cup, walked to Gurefia's side, and put the water beside the silver-haired beauty.

"It's been almost a whole day since the ancient evil things started his terrifying ritual until you woke up. I woke up more than ten hours earlier than you."

"That ceremony was successful?"

"Successful."

Seraphim nodded.

"Although I don't understand what the ancient evil thing wants to do, but now that the underworld is calm and calm, Lord Rope should have got what he wants."

"Where is the underworld?"

"The sky was once broken, but it returned to normal."

Seraphim looked at the purple evening sky.

It is hard to imagine that it was a fragmented and absurd sight ten hours ago.

"It's worth mentioning that the ancient evil was settled down here, but the devil himself started an internal war. The Serjeks visited here yesterday, and the anti-devil faction and the demon king faction have officially started the war, triggered by Zufami. The slaughter of the same race will soon be staged on the land of the underworld."

"..."

Gurefia was silent.

She was a little worried about her father, and a little worried about the rest of the family.

But regardless of whether the fuse is lit by the outside world, the explosion of the gunpowder will eventually have nothing to do with the two of them.

A demon isolated from the world in the city of ancient evil.

Gurefia slowly got out of the bed, using handy dress-up magic to change her sleepiness into a daily dress.

"Seraphlu, what are you going to do next?"

"There is no detailed plan." Seraphus scratched her long hair somewhat unfairly. "There is no need to worry about the material needs in this city. As our slaves, we can only live and live every day until the whim of the ancient evil gives us a new mission."

"I never thought that the two of us would have such a fate." Gurefia said, with a rare smile on the corner of his mouth: "Remember that in the banquets of our younger generation, my relationship with you can only be counted. generally."

"Really? I really like Gurefia you very much."

Seraphim raised her chest and said proudly.

"After all, it is a female demon with the same strength as this eldest lady. Gurefia alone is enough to be remembered by me."

"hehe……"

Gurephia didn't go to refute Cerafuru's words, picked up the long brass rod on the table, and elegantly dialed the spices in the incense burner.

"It's great for you to be so energetic. Looking at your expression when you put on the collar, I thought you would be stubborn to the end, even if you temporarily succumbed to the ancient evil, you have to find ways to wash away your shame."

"It's a bit familiar with that guy, as you said, the situation is not too bad..."

Seraphim's expression was a little melancholy.

"Now, Gurefia, do you know what kind of scenery is outside of our world?"

"I don't know." Gurefia shook his head: "I am afraid that only the two legendary dragon gods will know this kind of thing."

"I bet you, even the two dragon gods have never seen the scenery outside the real world."

"Why are you so sure?"

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Seraphim recalled the uncomfortable memory.

"The outside of the real world is a place that is a hundred times more terrifying than the **** described by humans. Its terrifying degree even made me think that it is great to be born inside the world." There is no reason for darkness, no intellectual frenzy, nameless races and nameless evil gods..."

"What did you see?"

"I saw the hometown of the ancient evil, or at least the place where it came from."