The Endless Shuttle

"In other words, in less than two years, I am going to wrestle with a monster whose power surpasses the sub-dominant?"

‘...’

Acelia was silent, she wanted to deny the result, but every word in the future records of the Iss revealed an unavoidable result.

The exiled Azakaron, irrational monsters longed to take the death of this world as their first step to fill their hunger.

"Very good, as expected it is difficult and easy to follow together." Rope smiled sarcastically, "What about the ancient gods who claim to be the guardians of order? If the five monsters want to invade this world, they don't care about it?"

‘Although Azakaron is degenerate, he is still a member of the order, and surveillance will not appear on it... When the group of **** discover this incident, I am afraid that Azakaron will be full. ’

"Satisfaction represents the collapse of the world and the failure of my trial... It is ridiculous that the ancient gods are the invaders and destroyers. On the contrary, an evil occultist must support the responsibility of protecting the world."

Rope leaned against the back of the chair, as if to empty his lungs, let out a long suffocating breath.

"Acelia, I'm starting to get sick of this trial."

‘Me too, Ape. ’

Acelia said.

‘However, you don’t have to fight with the sons of Azakaron. Just as the coming of the Cthulhu requires a call from within the world, if the "Lord of the Dead" Azakaron wants to squeeze in, it will absolutely not work without an "anchor." ’

"Destroy the "anchor point", or slaughter the debris that can activate the "anchor point"...? "

Luo Pei sat up straight and quickly reopened the Human Paper Book. His azure blue pupils kept scanning the information on it, and finally landed on the last page of the date.

"...I said, Acelia."

The voice of the black-haired youth became a little strange.

"What if Azakaron's anchor point had already played its role?"

'No way? There are still two years left before it arrives in the world. If it has been completed, isn't it an unsolvable task? ’

Acelia was puzzled.

But immediately, the system lady saw the last string of text with the help of Rope's eyes, and stopped her voice.

——1913.

It was the same year when Wingate Pisri returned to the human world from the holy city of Ethon, Nectar.

Azakaron's most loyal and powerful priest had already completed his master's "anchor point" with his own life in 1913. That's why the Isths said to Wingate Pisri that "cannot be avoided".

Because from that year, that moment, the demise of this world is doomed.

——Linear time begins to collapse from both ends.

"I understand... Why is it the Gate of Destiny... Why is there a reminder of "time"..."

The trial that was obscured by the shadow revealed his true body in front of Rope.

Fight head-on with the five lower-level old ruler-level enemies-or go back in time to stop the sacrifice of the death's anchoring behavior.

But the problem ensues.

What can we do to turn a black-tech microwave oven into a real time machine within two years?

Luo Pei doesn't understand science and technology. Even if he can't help him to death, he is only at the level of a college student. If he wants to suddenly change his job to a "Ph.D. who can study a time machine," it would be tantamount to a dream.

SCP Foundation...Makise Kurisu...

"Do you have a clue, Ape? ’

"Not much, but the only certainty is that before then I have to further improve my strength-crown a demigod."

‘Achieving divinity in two years? ! ’

"In less than two years, I don't have time."

Rope closed the human leather book and closed his eyes.

Even if this way of completing the trial does not have to face the son of Azakaron, the most powerful sacrifice of death, the faithful dog who costs his life, must have the identity and strength of a "demigod". Otherwise, the behavior of calling the five sons of Azakaron would be like a child trying to lift a mountain with his bare hands, and the result would only be his own bones.

Rope, who has just gone through transformation, feels a sense of crisis of lack of power

——The iron rule of the multiverse, those who are content with the status quo are not worthy of the crown, and will die if they don’t advance.

Bang, Bang.

His thinking was interrupted, and after the door was pushed open, Tomie Kawakami walked in with black tea.

Rope turned his head and froze for a moment.

The girl's clothes are quite different from what we saw just now.

The dark dress, long straight hair tied into a ponytail, and the outstanding look without makeup is adorned with light makeup. Her legs were wrapped in delicate stockings, she didn't wear slippers on her feet, and she stepped on the floor playfully.

After passing the tea, Fu Jiang changed his expression for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said.

"Mr. Rope, I am a little scared at night, can I sleep with you?"

"..."

Rope's hand holding the teacup stopped.

Of course he understood what Fu Jiang said, and was rejected. The girl immediately changed the way to follow up, which shows Fu Jiang's determination.

This time she didn't use the disgusting fascination ability, and Rope's attitude was different naturally.

"Have you figured it out clearly?"

"I am determined not to let myself spend those long years with boredom!" Fu Jiang said without hesitation.

"Transaction and responsibility?"

Luo Pei didn't have much joy on his face, he just sipped his tea flatly.

After a long time, Luo Pei finally asked when Fu Jiang thought it was out of play.

"Tell me your true purpose. In addition to fearing the SCP Foundation, what else do you want from me after paying the price? Fu Jiang."

"A human society that is free, without fear, for me to enjoy." Fu Jiang said.

"There is still power!"

Not dying is not enough. Without strength, there is no guarantee. In such a situation, everything she wants is based on extraordinary strength.