The Endless Shuttle

"Never let Ah Ye out! I know your personality. Ah Ye is indeed beautiful enough to make you interested. This is a god's privilege and I can't put her beak, but she is too dangerous. The 500,000 lives of Zhixian Shendao were ignored, and even attempted to rewrite the rules of the world through the magic book. Xiandumu Aye is the trickiest type of magic criminal!"

"I promise that things won't become as bad as you think." Rope said.

"Also, what does Yuechan think of me? Is there only a woman's evil **** in my mind? What I am interested in Xiandumu Aye is not only in her appearance..."

Regarding the spread of Cthulhu culture, Rope had previously planned to pass it through ordinary, powerless novels.

But as the data on the sales of the first batch of novels in the Kingdom of Aldikia came, he changed his attention.

--too slow.

An excellent work has to be "fermented".

Even Lovecraft's works at the beginning have been recognized and widely disseminated after a long period of time.

The devil didn't want to wait that long.

So he plans to do something.

For example, in front of the organization under the leadership of the Hot Eye Beauty, the "library" that collects magical books...

Once he is coated with lofty and strength, even if he throws toxic substances in the book, countless magisters will flock to him.

With his reputation passing from top to bottom, he doesn't have to worry that others will disagree with this evil Cthulhu culture.

Most importantly, this process will be very fast!

"...Then please."

Nangong knew that he could not persuade a god-sir that month, so he simply gave up.

From first acquaintance to now becoming the favorite of the demon god, Gothic Lori trusts Rope's guarantee.

Since he said "it will not become the bad situation as imagined," then the gods will never breach the contract.

Nangong turned and left that month.

In the prison, Xiandumu Aye smoothed the wrinkles on the twelve sheets and whispered.

"You even bluntly said in front of me that you want to "use" me... Are you so confident that I will make your interests as you wish? The "God" in the mouth of Nangong Nayue. "

"You will agree."

The black-haired youth smiled playfully.

"In this world, what I want, there is no existence that can disobey me."

This is a holiday place. Even if he doesn't possess the privileges of the only **** in the last world, the devil can satisfy everything he wants as he pleases.

Chapter 26 The Heretic God Takes Hope away, The Xiandu Mu Aye Being Played

From a purely rational point of view, the witch who was imprisoned in the "prison barrier" by Nangong that month, Xiandumu Aye is not a criminal with a heinous crime.

There is no need to deliberately whitewash things, just state the objective facts and you will reach such a conclusion.

It is true that she killed countless cruel methods, and even wanted to modify the rules of the world, drag the world into the chaos, and naively underestimated the power of the true ancestors of the strongest holders of force. But only from the "purpose" point of view, this gorgeous beauty with twelve singles is completely a model of the wrong world.

Use "Dark Oath" to modify the world, let all spiritual power, magic power and other supernatural phenomena disappear, and return the world to a pure blue...

Is this thinking too much?

To this world, it's too much.

In a world where magical technology is the mainstay, all kinds of supernatural powers are jumping around. If you lose the things that maintain order and have formed a fixed class and civilization, it is undoubtedly equivalent to taking out the base of the supernatural power building, and you will get nothing but destruction.

From another perspective, is this bad news for ordinary people who have no power?

Not to mention condemning her, this group of people who were bullied by the demons decades ago and were often taken their lives by various demonic criminals for no reason, if they know the goal of Xiandumu Aye, I am afraid they will be the first time. Stand up and applaud for the secretary witch and wave the flag to cheer.

The collapse of the existing order will certainly bring pains, but it will undoubtedly give many ordinary people who have no power the opportunity and power.

Very interesting.

Just looking at the problem from another angle can raise the ideal of a certain sinful existence to the point of "great good". This is undoubtedly a very ironic thing.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Rope, he just feels funny, even if he knows this, he doesn't have much thoughts of playing.

As he and Nangong promised that month.

The key point of the black-haired youth to Xiandumu Aye is not in the "Secret Oath".

Therefore, he will not achieve the result he wants by giving alms to the witch to complete the plan.

"Would you like a cup of black tea?"

Xiandumu Aye nodded.

Inversely proportional to the complicated mood of Nangong that month, the witch who spent a long time sees her allies who betrayed her in the past and listens to a lot of information with a lot of information, but still maintains an elegant temperament.

A trick to confuse illusion and reality, two cups of steaming black tea appeared in front of the witch and the god.

"I remember this is from Kandy's black tea? The kind that I loved to drink that month..."

"To be precise, it is a piece of tea from Kandy." Xiandumu Aye added: "The holy city of Kandy in Sri Lanka, where Nangong and Wu traveled during certain events that month, and then she liked the black tea there. the taste of."

"You know very well."

Rope looked at the twelve single beauties playfully.

"I thought you were the kind of person who wanted to erase all traces of the betrayer in my memory when he faced someone who had betrayed him."

"For centuries of life, do you think there are few guys who betrayed me?"

Xiandumu Aye sighed and picked up the white porcelain teacup.

"It's just that no one has made me sad like that month in Nangong...In the past, my relationship with her may have been closer than you imagined."

With a light sip, the aroma of tea and bitterness spread in the witch's mouth at the same time.

A moment of silence.

Rope put down his teacup.

"I won’t talk about the cumbersome things. I am neither interested in introducing myself and self-certifying, nor am I interested in a long talk to give you soul chicken soup. Now there is a choice in front of you, Xiandumu Aye, I choose to become Is my servant serving my pleasure, or is he indulging in this monotonous prison barrier forever?"

Rope was not interested in treating such a witch whose innocence had long since disappeared, as he did with Nangong that month.

He directly clarified his requirements.