The Endless Shuttle

The tame sun shed its light lazily, and the golden sunflowers were driven down by the wind, forming a sentimental and comfortable environment with the swaying grass.

Rope slept leisurely on the recliner with his eyes closed. Standing beside him stood the serious Philip and Leticia, who was bravely dressed in a knight uniform.

"Master, I have established a good relationship with other communities without your permission. I know I have committed a serious crime, but before the punishment comes, please listen to me to explain one or two."

Leticia said respectfully.

"With your order, I can't watch "Acadia" and the Canaries fighting alone. In their bodies, I saw the shadows of the former Hakata knights, so I arbitrarily intervened in the struggle between the lower class and the dystopia. Among..."

"Don't come to plead me for this little thing. I once granted you the authority to deal with the lower-level demon kings. Then you can decide what you should do and who you should establish a friendly relationship with. It has nothing to do with me. Especially still When the canary has a relationship with me."

Rope covered his eyes with the back of his hand, seeming to obscure the sunlight in the sky, with a relaxed smile at the corner of his mouth.

Leticia lowered her head gratefully.

"Thank you for your understanding." The vampire princess looked up, and Scarlet Eyes looked at Rope curiously.

"Master, do you really intend to take action against dystopias? If the time is ripe, in my opinion, dystopias have now come to an extremely prosperous form..."

"Why? I don't want to put my friends in danger, you want me to solve dystopia?"

"There is such a little selfishness, but I will still take the master's judgment as the top priority."

Leticia is as serious as ever.

Rope smiled and shook his head.

"It seems to me that the time is not yet. Let the Canary and the others take the lead. I also want to see what she has learned from the upper-level gods and Buddhas over the years."

"Yes."

"Besides, the time I am waiting for is not the right time for dystopia..."

Rope looked at Philip.

"Report, what's the matter?"

"The symbolic lesson from Buddhism is over. Because of your order, I didn't make it too exaggerated." Philip said. "The preparations of the biblical gods have exceeded 90%. Now... I ask the master that your seeing is believing."

The filthy poet opened a new cult in his hand.

That is the fallen and contaminated Bible, which originally belonged to the doctrine of the biblical gods.

In the voice of Philip chanting, an angel descended in front of Rope and Leticia.

Rope took away the palm that covered his eyes, looked at the angel, and chuckled for a long while.

"Really a good masterpiece."

That angel can hardly be called a man with bright wings.

The appearance of a mouse, the wings of a bat, and the scales of a snake reveal a brutal killing intent. It is more like a demon than an angel. Especially the face is disgustingly full of multiple pupils.

This is the product of the fusion of biblical mythology and American Cthulhu mythology.

The original biblical myth has been distorted and out of shape.

The foundation is so, Rope can also imagine what the upper archangels look like. Probably, the replacement of the "four elements" went smoothly.

"Well, I can smell it, the surprise, questioning, fury, betrayal, depravity, nothingness... and power after the twist."

The black-haired young man whispered slightly intoxicated, and then stretched out his hand, crushing the filthy angel in front of him with invisible force.

Rope sat up from the recliner.

"In other words, is it possible to proceed to the last step?"

"Just waiting for the master's wishes."

"Have you seen the three-digit Jehovah, the Lord who always exists, and how does he respond to the changes in the Gods of the Bible?"

"God seems to have sent saints to the outside world to stabilize the Bible in human history, but they were all resolved and counter-used by me."

Philip said.

"Your guess is correct. Jehovah is currently being emptied in terms of power and power. It is **** Christ who really rules the biblical gods. His actions are forgiving the subordinates who are not enough to be known."

The "Old Testament" is in the hands of **** Christ...just right. "

Ropey's index finger gently swipes down, showing a cracked mirror image.

Inside, there are Christians whose beliefs have collapsed are worshiping demons and evil gods, exuding aggressive anger and hatred of the world.

"Azazli's reversal effect is almost at its limit, and it's my turn to act as a real person."

"Master... are you going to find that saint son?"

Leticia asked worriedly.

Then a big hand covered the head of the vampire princess.

"The wheat is ripe, and the sickle is sharpened. Naturally, it is the time for the farmer to harvest. After the harvest is completed, the smashing of the wheat grains becomes necessary for life. It is a natural reason for the sweet and delicious food. Leticia don't worry about it. These troublesome things, even if you say it, are just adding to your own heart. I understand your kindness, so you must also understand your master's greed and evil."

Rope said quietly.

"Go and help your friend Canary, but I don't allow you to personally charge into the battle against dystopias. The same thing will be conveyed to the Monkey King. She is also the teacher of the Canary, rather than calm. You, her character is too impulsive."

"Don't worry about that."

Leticia said: "Master Bai Ye went to the Heavenly Court a few days ago. In the war between Emperor Shitian and the pro-dystopian gods, Master Bai Ye will make Heavenly Court stand in a neutral position."

"That's fine. You haven't come back for a while. Before leaving this time, go see Lamia, she misses you very much."

"Yes, master."

Leticia retired and walked towards the Enchanted Palace, intending to meet her long-lost sister.

Rope said to Philip again.

"The rest of the procedures should be cleaned up. The distortion, tampering, and persecution of the Bible by the outside world cannot stop."

"I will not be ashamed of the heavy responsibility placed on my master."

The next moment, Rope, who came out of the rest, used a large space transfer.

It is no longer a four-digit number, the two-digit sky is directly connected to the stars of the universe, and it is within easy reach of the world axis at the center of the box garden.

The moment when Vientiane was useless, it took away the dreamland of the surrounding fantasy Garden of Eden, and the magnificent flowers and trees were decayed and miserable.