"Then, my lord, I won't bother you. If there is anything I need to do, let the "Sanwei Mask" inform me..."

"Are you leaving this city?"

"Yes."

Anzhiju nodded.

The most exciting repertoire of "Dark Zhiju" was created by me, how can there be no audience to join him? In the past, I will show it to human beings. In the last episode of this time, let me do a tour performance for my compatriots in this country, so that they will know the news that you are coming to Tokyo and Japan..."

In the idea of ​​the mask craftsman, it not only hopes that Rope can become the master of the strange monsters in this city and its own creation, but also hopes that this powerful demon can rule the anomalies in this country.

At that time, the craziest and most beautiful "Garden of Eden" will bloom, right?

Anzhiju had this opportunity when he was young, but he was attracted by the hobby of modeling strange talk, and he did not cherish it. Therefore, the elderly reality **** sincerely hopes that Rope can achieve it, and for this, he will not hesitate to dedicate his remaining life and strength.

There must be some guys who don't agree with the new changes and have a heart of contempt.

But Anzhiju will not let these guys appear in front of the monster king, which is also an incidental responsibility of its tour.

Remove impurities.

Being old and weak does not mean that you will be so weak that you can't even hold a knife.

If only a few disobedient little mice were allowed to come, it would ruin the king's view of the throne. Annoyed by the once-in-a-lifetime powerful leader, Rope was upset to start a full-scale massacre mode, and the dark house, who could not live for decades, would not even have a place to cry.

——Rope does not need monsters, but monsters need Rope.

Seeing the masked craftsman strolling away as if putting down his burden, Rope took his mind back from this bizarre experience.

In the distance, the sound of the police siren had faintly passed into the ears of the black-haired youth.

"Sanwei mask, help me clean up the stone studs over there." He commanded his new servant.

"It's an honor to serve Your Highness!"

The three masks flew towards the ruins of the high-end apartment with enthusiasm, using their evil spirit power to start the work of the workers.

——It seems to be very useful indeed.

Turning over the picture album in his hands, Rope followed behind the masks and walked towards the last thing he needed to deal with tonight.

At the same time, what Ropey does not know for the time being is that one of the three pictures on the special item "Vessel of Divinity" he kept in the White Gospel is very similar to the "God of Kingship" in the last painting by Anzhiju. Sexual revelation", is undergoing a radical change like a chemical reaction...

Rope dominated a nation of human beings during the time of the Deity Killer, but the divinity of "kingdom" was dull and indifferent to such experiences.

Now, just with the servants of thousands of monsters, the divinity of "kingdom" has spread its thighs directly.

Dominate monsters, dominate aliens, born for the king.

Maybe it's like the crazy chatter of reality benders, this is the starting point of the "Father of Demons."

Chapter 29 At dawn, there is only one person left

In the middle of the night, approaching the early morning time, Akiba Liu Weisheng opened his eyes in sleepiness.

-Unfamiliar ceiling.

The slightly orange incandescent lamp on the top spreads the light, and when you look around, it is a room that is not so high-end, but very elegant and simple.

This is not her home, and Akiba Liumiho is very sure.

After another two full minutes, the girl was holding her head in pain, and her memory came like a tide.

The invasion of the black-haired youth; his own resistance was ineffective; Grandpa Qiuye was knocked to the ground in a fight with each other; he picked up the vase, and then lost consciousness...

"you're awake?"

A male voice came from the corner of the room, and Akiba Liumiho raised his head.

The black-haired young man who invaded her room and abused her grandfather was sitting at the corner table with a notebook as high as a mountain on the wooden tabletop. Even at this time of the night, he was still struggling to write.

"...Where is this place?"

"In my home."

The black-haired young man closed the notebook and took the chair towards the direction of Akiba Liumi.

"There was an accident in the apartment you lived in. If Miss Qiuye is interested in watching the news every morning, she will be able to see the news in the morning news for a while. In order to prevent you from becoming homeless, I will take you without authorization. I'm back, I hope you don't take offense."

Qiuye Liuwei's palm clenched a little, and immediately relaxed.

The clothes were worn well, and there were no signs of injury or pain. In a short period of time, her safety does not seem to be a major problem.

Besides, she didn't have the confidence to use her weak strength to resist an adult male, which would undoubtedly make things worse.

Although Akiba Liuwei is in second grade, he is not stupid at all.

"What have you done to my grandfather?" she asked coldly.

"over there."

The dark-haired youth pointed to the wall with windows.

Qiuye Liuwei only discovered that under the dim light, there was a long strip of object on the side of the wall.

Taking a closer look, Qiuye Liu Weihou covered her mouth in horror.

That is undoubtedly her grandfather's clothes.

But... can that really be called a "person"?

When Qiuye Liuwei was very young, he was as unruly as other children of the same age, and even caught the slug that he hates now. The creature in front of her was like a slug sprinkled with salt that was melting, but this slug had a human face.

Akiba's grandfather-Takashi Akiba.

"I knew you would definitely ask this question after you woke up, otherwise I wouldn't bother to get that disgusting thing into the room. The bottom of the ruined mound is its best destination..."

Rope shook his head and said.

"It should live another hour or so. If you have anything to say to it now."

"You changed...Grandpa... like this?!"

Akiba Liumi's eyes overflowed with tears.

She somewhat wanted to run over, but the old man's posture caused the girl to fall into unexplained fear from the bottom of her heart, and her body did not listen at all.

"It's not me. In fact, your grandfather is completely responsible for his own virtues."

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