The Endless Shuttle

Luo Pei sighed helplessly, tilted his head to avoid the flames emitted by a vampire beast, and added chocolate ice cream to himself.

"I would have paid more attention if I knew it. I didn't expect this world to be so fragile."

He muttered in a low voice.

A little bit of "dispute" from the "War Knight" can make this city look like this...If I were to come as a complete demon god, I wouldn't be able to instantaneously collapse the civilization. "

‘Don’t measure this world by the standards of the previous world. ’

Acelia said.

‘All said it’s a "vacation." For this world, you are already at the level of a "mobile natural disaster". Vampires are okay. How can ordinary humans and orcs resist your "dispute", they must be induced into a state of riots. ’

"It's an old term. It seems that I've heard this evaluation in Godkillers..."

Make ice cream for yourself, and the evil **** of strife returns to the street.

A snapped finger, accompanied by the twisting of the air, a red war horse, burning with flames and wearing armor, appeared.

The mount of the "War Knight" is also a slight manifestation of the authority of the "War".

The horse on which Al, the protagonist of "Dark Blood", has become Rope's means of transportation.

The appearance of horses made the disputes on the street more intense, but in any case it could not affect the black-haired youth.

Rope looked like he had nothing to do with him, sitting leaning on the back of his horse and walking outside the city.

"In the world of "Blood Devouring Raid", I don't know which generation the "protagonist"'s fourth ancestor is now... but it's nothing, anyway, it's okay, just turn around and go to Xianjin Island..."

He conjured a blank book out of thin air, holding a quill in his hand.

"If you want to spread the "Cthulhu Myth" from scratch, it really is the best method of Master Lovecraft? From "the only god" to "horror novel writer", it seems good as a leisurely vacation identity..."

‘You decide for yourself. ’

Acelia said indifferently.

Anyway, this world of trials is used to relax and play for Rope, what he likes. Even if you burn this planet into glass slag, you can pat your **** and leave as long as you complete the trial... No, now you don't even need the premise of "complete the trial".

"Then it's so sure."

Rope recorded in a blank book.

"Spread stories, study divine subjects, study divine kingdom subjects, participate in interesting plots by the way, and then wait until about the time to complete the trial goal and end the holiday... well, perfect!"

With the arrival of chaos and blood, the struggling demon **** made his general decision in this world.

Perhaps for the sentient beings who still don't know anything.

It's a blessing in misfortune.

Chapter 2 "The Night Uncle of Flames" who is still asleep

The riots in Vistula inevitably fermented.

The unprecedented fury that spread across a city eventually evolved to even involve two old-age nobles in the "Warlord Realm". One is Duke Arudiaru and the other is Marquis Zebrin, the head of the imperial parliament. If it is a "natural disaster" or "weather change", I am afraid that even a fool would not believe it.

Afterwards, the Imperial Assembly discussed the incident as a "terrorist magic attack" and solemnly declared to the world that it would resolutely crack down on any organizations and individuals who dare to instigate the majesty of the "Sanctuary Treaty".

But after all, there is no clue. The nobles in the domain of the warlord can only pour dirty water on the "Black Death Royal faction."

The remnant party of the Black Death Royal faction lying and being shot suffered another round of bloodbaths before they realized what had happened.

This time it was not a personal action by the Duke of Arudiaru, but a blow from the entire Empire of Night. Not to mention digging three feet in the ground, the knights formed by vampires even dug up a few spies from other countries, and the suffering of ordinary orcs can be seen every day, which shows the intensity of this time.

Rope almost laughed when he learned about it.

Watching the excitement is not too big a problem, he has already packed his conscience and normal three views and thrown them into the garbage, so he won't feel uncomfortable for his recklessness. He will only enjoy the tragedy of the orcs while sipping tea.

Everything is just a seasoning for the holidays.

Riding a war horse from the border of the Empire of Night to a neighboring country, walking and stopping along the way, the unique customs and customs of mixed-breed living in various places made the black-haired evil **** satisfied a bit of freshness.

The benefits of running around in different worlds are reflected here.

I have seen the vast landscape, no matter how much power or noble status I have obtained in a certain place, I will get tired of staying in a place for a long time. Those who travel through the world, the multiverse races may also think this way.

The capital of the Kingdom of Aldikia, Rope temporarily left his feet.

Under the umbrellas on the bustling street, the black-haired youth dressed in casual casual clothes was authentically reading history books. A cup of steaming coffee was placed at his table, as if it were really like a tourist coming to travel.

No one can imagine.

This handsome-looking young man possesses the lofty power to easily burn the whole world.

"The "Forgotten King of War" in Eastern Europe, the "Pupil of Extinction" in West Asia, and the "Emperor of Chaos" in China and the United States... The true ancestor of this world is really weak to a certain extent. "

A sarcasm smiled from the corner of Rope's mouth.

"After throwing away the original unit dramas that are full of love elements, I feel this more when I read the history books of this world. Obviously possessing the power to destroy the country, I even signed a peace treaty with other human countries... Hey, this is considered to be Is it a typical alien assimilated by humans?"

Acelia said helplessly.

‘Ape, it’s too foul to look at the world’s problems from your current height...’

"It's all rubbish."

The black-haired youth closed the local history book and made a brief evaluation.

"I thought that if I was bored, I would go to trouble and have fun in fighting. But now it seems that these so-called "strongest true ancestors" are not even qualified to stand in front of me as "warriors". It's really disappointing. "

If it is a strong man of Altsiu's grade who can collapse stars with his bare hands, Rope can also mention his interest in "combat".

But after using local intelligence to get a deeper understanding of the true ancestor in the blood-devouring raid, he simply didn't bother to deal with the current three "strongest" weak scum.

——Not qualified at all.

‘Without mentioning the background of the world, how is your "myth" written? "Acelia asked.

Rope's expression became awkward visible to the naked eye.

He took out the blank book and looked at the beautiful font with only the beginning, quite embarrassed.

"...I am not outstanding enough in writing, and I am not satisfied after writing it a few times. Generally speaking, I have to show my glory, and on the other hand I have to focus on describing the experience of the queen protagonist "investigator". The combination of the two is not very accurate. . "

Don't blame him.

On serious mystery essays, or even the hateful cult classics, Luo Pei can write more than a dozen books casually, and this is what the occultist's job is to do.