The Endless Shuttle

"Pandora...?"

That's right, the girl there was Pandora who crowned him the demon king in the world of "God Killer" and led the Dark Sacrifice.

Why is she here...

Luo Pei clutched his head, digging into the "stand-in memory" that he didn't care much about and didn't need to care about.

Afterwards, he immediately knew the truth.

"..."

The black-haired youth's expression became more subtle, like a slight toothache.

Regardless of the result or the process... Pandora seemed to be pitted by him.

The superior old ruler, "Soul Eater Dragon King" Berkrug's loving handwriting, in order to protect his soul that was still weak at that time, once set up a one-time "soul countermeasure" in the stand-in.

The program of the "Dark Sacrifice" of the Godslayer seemed to have started this protection, and Pandora, as the leader, was hit by this.

If so, how long did this girl stay in the "White Gospel"?

Excluding the time to test the world, the process of divine research on "time" alone can last for more than a thousand years.

"Why come in is a troublesome thing, I have known the first few worlds to pay attention to the "White Gospel"..."

The declining ability priority made Rope almost forget his ability to start a home.

Therefore, it is of course not to notice Pandora, who is extremely weak and inferior to the elf in the "White Gospel".

But things can't just be left alone.

Perhaps he does not have much overlap with Pandora, but in the world of Godkillers, even the external gods still preside over the dark sacrifices for him and lay the foundation for him. In a sense, he is kind to him.

Taking one step, Rope had already stepped on the grass next to Pandora in the next step.

He squatted down, blocking Pandora's view of the sky.

It was very strange. It was clear that her vision had been blocked, but it took the girl two or three minutes to react and focus on Luo Pei.

"Long time no see, Miss Pandora."

After thinking about it for a moment, Rope still greeted him with this kind of omnipotent opening remark.

I have imprisoned them for a thousand years, but there is no sense of embarrassment at all. I have to say that Rope is running wild on the path of the "Cthulhu".

"..."

Slowly, Pandora chewed the weeds in his mouth and swallowed it.

Her expression seemed to slow down time deliberately, from lifeless, to perplexity, to panic, and finally to uncontrollable joy.

He raised his head suddenly, and bumped into Rope.

Of course the black-haired youth is fine.

Surprisingly, Pandora, who was supposed to be the most unhelpful in the "god of disobedience" state, held her head like a weak girl, curled up in pain.

"Woo..."

"Are you okay?"

With a slight mention, Rope pulled the petite Pandora from the ground.

Then, the lilac-haired girl punched her, accompanied by a volcanic eruption, which contained a roar of sorrow and pain.

"Bastard! Big bastard! You finally remembered to come back! What did the concubine do wrong and you will be imprisoned in this desolate place for thousands of years! The power of the concubine body, and those monsters...uuuu... "

Halfway through, Pandora was already crying.

Rope looked at the sky like this, standing straight, letting Pandora's small fist hit his chest.

Anyway, it doesn't hurt or itchy, it's not bad for her to vent some of the misfortunes of the millennium.

Finally, seemingly tired, Pandora stopped her attack.

"...Have you calmed down?" Rope asked.

"no!"

Pandora replied loudly, and at the same time, as if looking for a weapon in hand, he picked up a stone from the ground.

The witch who once led the "Dark Sacrifice" fell to this point after being stripped of the world, which is really embarrassing.

Rope stopped Pandora's stone-throwing motion with just one tap.

After arriving at the demigod, as his world, Rope can dominate as he pleases-just like the state of the "one god" outside.

Pandora was stiff and could only stare at a pair of beautiful eyes brewing tears.

Rope sighed, snapped his fingers again, and sat directly on the grass.

"It has already happened, and I neither intend to apologize nor ask for your forgiveness, Pandora."

He said.

"Memories are memories. The past is the past. The most important thing is the result. If you can't calm down and discuss the solution calmly, I don't want to do these meaningless time-wasting actions with you."

After being imprisoned for so long, Pandora's essence has not changed.

After the most intense emotional outburst, the wise witch's feelings of depression in her heart gradually went down, her eyes gradually returning to clarity.

Patter.

The stone in his hand fell.

The girl sat down again in silence, and picked up a weed on the grass to bite it.

After a while, Pandora spoke.

"……Why?"

There is no need to guess, Rope knows which "why" she is referring to.

About imprisoning her.

"Accident." Ropey replied calmly: "My own particularity caused this accident. I don't have any thoughts against you."

Pandora buried her face in her knees.