The Endless Shuttle

Rope had already broken away from the identity of a human being and accepted everything about himself at the moment he reincarnated as a Nephrit.

The respect now does not really adore Asazil. Just like when you go to worship ancestors every Ching Ming Festival in China, you may have never seen the so-called grandfather or great grandfather, but you still maintain a certain respect for him from the bottom of your heart.

This is the weight of the inheritance between bloodlines.

Holding on to one's human identity and not seeing anything is not nostalgia, but stupidity.

"interesting."

The corner of Azazel's mouth evoked an arc, and he stretched out his left hand to aim at Rope, and outlined a six-pointed star based on Norwegian with supernatural power.

Then he withdrew his hand.

"Unbelievable...In this era, there is even the blood of Nephelis flowing...Beyond the limits of mythology, walking on the earth in the flesh..."

In a short world, Azazel has verified Rope's pedigree.

What surprised him was that the purity of that bloodline did not seem to have stretched for countless years at all. It was almost the same as the moment when the Nephili was born, and even surpassed Azazel’s biological son, tearing apart mountains and rivers. Gibling.

"Which line of you are you? An Shibai? Alie? Sang Yangsha?"

-"God's Courage" Alley.

-"The deceiver" An Shibai.

——"Vice-jun of the Guardian Angel" Sang Yangsha.

Almost all the famous fallen angels in Asazli's mouth.

In the record of "Paradise Lost", they followed Asazil to fight against the gods, and were eventually thrown into hell. Before that, they also committed the same crime as Asazil-making a human woman pregnant.

So they can also be the ancestors of the Naphiris.

Different bloodlines have different talents. Just like the descendants of Yale can manipulate the wind and atmosphere, the descendants of Anshibai can inspire people's hearts, and the descendants of Sang Yangsha are not afraid of injury, and are born with superb medical skills.

But Rope does not belong to them, it is a rebellious nation who fights against the outside world!

Born from the thunder, drank the blood of the devil and angels, not belonging to either black or white-the gray that brings doomsday.

Rope shook his head, then denied.

"No, I don't know which line I belong to. When I wake up, I am in a dark void, and I haven't returned to this rich world until recently."

"Lost son..."

Asazil touched the snake on his body.

The dark red snake was very obediently coiled into the shape of a throne behind it so that its owner could rest.

"It's amazing. This is the first time I have seen someone like you." Azazel's topaz pupils stared at Rope, as if to see the depths of his soul.

"Not only is you detached from mythology, you seem to have killed the pagan gods, right?"

"That's it, father."

Rope naturally referred to Asazil as his father, and the king of angels who did not obey did not have any opinion. Instead, the corners of his mouth were very happy.

"With my own power, I killed the group of heretical evil gods and usurped their rights, becoming one of the six Campiones on the earth."

"Witch's secret method... Killing the Four Pillar Ability God is a strong child."

Azazel nodded and smiled comfortingly.

Don't think that this demon king has any special views on Rope, he just has a good impression of the giants of Naphiris who have helped him and won the battle for hell.

"My son, if we meet in hell, then I will definitely give you the richest reward. It is a pity that this body is no longer the body, and all the promises are just empty talk."

Assazli gathered his supernatural power and held the golden goat scepter in his left hand-that was his authority.

"But since you have summoned me, it's not good for you to leave empty-handed and say your wish. Whether it is to be the king of this world or all the beauties, I can make you wish."

The archangel in charge of "arrogance" and "lust" has the capital to make this promise.

Ropey smiled, and gave another salute.

"Thanks for your consideration."

Raising his head, his blue eyes stared at Azazel on the snake constellation playfully, and asked slowly.

"I don't know if my father... can give me your life?"

Chapter 103: Lope the Father Killer

The air freezes.

On the hilltop platform, the originally pleasant atmosphere completely disappeared. With just a word of effort, the bad-tempered fallen angel Governor turned gloomy.

His topaz eyes stared at Rope, and the scales of "snakes" began to appear on his cheeks because of anger.

——It is scarlet, a color full of disasters.

Not only that, the **** serpent under his seat also felt his master's unhappiness, and made a threatening sound of hiss.

As long as Azazle gives an order, the **** serpent will leave venomous teeth marks on this unruly Nephili, just as he had done to Raphael.

"What are you talking about?"

The yellow-gold goat scepter cracked the ground with a single tap.

"As a legacy of my blood, but saying such offensive remarks, could you summon me to be cursed instead of blessed?"

Rebelling against the elders is an unimaginable crime in God's generation.

Not to mention that Rope was bluntly saying that he was going to take Azazel's life.

"It's not like that, my father."

Luo Pei spread his palms, and signaled the big snake pet not to act rashly and talk freely.

"For me who is naturally fond of fighting, the sweetest gift is "strength." But now I have stood at the pinnacle of this world, even if the **** of incompliance is equal to you, there are few opponents. For such a situation, even if you grant me some subtle abilities, it will not be enough to fill that power hunger. "

For the godslayer, only the power of the gods is worth pursuing.

Other things, such as magic, magic eyes, superpowers, etc., are no longer on the same level, and even if they have more, they won't help the strength.

What's more, Luo Pei is a Cthulhu occultist himself, and his secret power is so many, how many times higher than this world, how can he give up the last.

——Not to mention the longing hidden in the blood.