The Endless Shuttle

When Ropey was about to walk into the arcade hall to regain his memories, a cynical male voice appeared in his ears, and the words were mixed with the impossible to know his identity in the underworld.

The black-haired youth turned his head, and on the side of the alley next to the arcade hall, a middle-aged man leaned against the brick wall and looked at him with a smile.

Wearing a Japanese traditional men's kimono, he is handsome and demeanor with a bit of movie villain temperament. His hair seems to have failed to dye his hair, half golden and half brown.

Rope kept his eyes on the man for a few seconds, and immediately judged his true identity hidden under the appearance of ordinary people.

Man, with twelve black wings.

The angels of this world and fallen angels have very obvious appearance characteristics in terms of power division.

Two wings are "lower angels", four to six are "intermediate angels", eight are "superior angels", and ten are "superior angels."

As for the twelve-winged angels, there is basically no hope of natural promotion.

Since the **** of the Bible created the race of angels, the twelve-winged archangel has only five in total.

The man in front of him is one of them, the fallen archangel, the absolute power leader of the fallen angel family, the "fallen angel governor" Azazel.

"What should I call you? Porzun? Angola Manuel? The king of evil dragons? The **** of demons? Or...what about extraterrestrial demon?"

Azazel broke his fingers and counted Rope's past names in different regions.

Rope tilted his head.

"Azazel, why did you appear in front of me?"

"Oh, oh, you deserve to be the Lord Demon who made all the gods cry, really can't hide your eyes."

Azazel was wearing a Japanese kimono, but he performed a Western etiquette, which seemed a little funny.

"Governor of the Fallen Angel, Azazel greets you~"

"Aren't you here for your subordinates?" Rope asked jokingly. "Your subordinates have suffered a lot of sins with me. As the Governor of Fallen Angels, are you not obligated to seek justice for your subordinates?"

"Don't be kidding..."

The corners of Azazel's mouth twitched, and he shrugged helplessly at the black-haired youth's joke.

"That guy is completely self-sufficient, no matter how you treat her, I won't care. Honestly, I would like to thank you too, if it weren't for the rest of the guys who ran back in panic, saying that Linali was very powerful. The devil caught it, and I didn't even know that they had acted like this without me behind their backs."

The Governor of the Fallen Angel does have a high interest in collecting "artifacts", but he is also tired of war.

In order not to be regarded as excessive actions by angels and demons, Azazli basically never takes the method of robbing others to obtain artifacts from others. They use clever inducement or persuasion to let the hosts of artifacts give up their ownership of artifacts.

The behavior of Lina Li and other fallen angels completely violated Azazel's wishes and tried to be on the verge of alerting the angels and demons.

"Besides, because of this incident, I know that one of my subordinates is planning a terrible thing... it can be regarded as one of the purposes of my coming to the world."

"A terrible thing?"

"Ah, it may not be worth mentioning to you." Azazel waved his hand: "The cadre of the Ten Winged Fallen Angel, Ke Kabile, seems to want to start the tribal war again. Before I start to capture him. Before, he had escaped from **** to the human world."

"Oh? Your news is much more interesting than the comedy on the TV show yesterday."

"That means..."

"But, Azazel."

Rope slowly approached the middle-aged man.

"You haven't told me the reason why you came to see me. Ignoring my question will lead to disaster."

"Hey Hey hey!"

Azazel immediately took a step back, raised his hands, and said with a smile.

"My lord, don't be so irritable. I'm not here to trouble you or to block you. It's just that my subordinate, the fallen angel, has committed something in front of your eyes. I, as the governor, have to come and talk to you. Say hello and apologize, just in case you anger the fallen angels who are already miserable."

Anyway, from the protagonist in the war of three clans, Asazil knew very well the mighty power of the "extraterritorial demon."

If this kind of existence is annoyed by the fallen angels because of the arrogance of some small pawns, Asazel's situation will immediately become very troublesome.

The fallen angels may still have the strength to reluctantly fight against demons and angels, but it is absolutely impossible to face a demon **** who is stronger than the **** of the Bible.

"Just so?"

Rope stopped.

"It's dangerous, you are really as vicious as the rumored demon lord..."

Azazel scratched his face and said with some embarrassment.

"In fact, there is still a little thing. I wonder if you are interested in something like "artifacts"? You are a demon who descended into the world in ancient times, possessing power beyond the gods of the Bible. You should have heard of this "artifact" that triggered the possibility of mankind anyway? "

"Those poor, poor powers, do I need to be interested in anything?"

"Oh, this is a headache... If you are interested, I would also like to share my research materials with you, and see if we can give birth to a different, artificial person from outside the world under the power of the master of the outside world. The artifact."

Rope's brow raised slightly.

Azazel did not miss this detail.

The old and cunning governor of the fallen angel saluted immediately and said humbly.

"I want to ask for your permission. I will be in your city for a few days. One is to investigate the traces of my subordinate, Cocabile, and the other is that I haven't been here for a long time. Before that, noble and great. If you change your mind, I can guess again at any time to come and see you."

He straightened up and slowly retreated into the empty alley.

"Then I won't bother you, Lord Rope, please forgive me to retire..."

"..."

Rope tapped the back of his left hand with the fingers of his right hand, watching the direction Azazel was leaving.

After a while, he turned and walked back into the arcade hall.

Although it's not a big thing to be concerned about, what Azazel said just now did give Luo Chee some thoughts of doing things.

Is the combination of Cthulhu and Sacred Tool... sounds like it's worth playing?

With such thoughts in mind, Rope stayed in the arcade hall until the evening before he walked leisurely towards the banquet place that Rias and Sona had prepared.

Chapter 84 The Melancholy of Zhenluo Chunji, Dinner in the Manor of the Demons

The dinner was set up in the small manor where Lias and Zhu Nai lived, which was still some distance away from the city.

However, due to the particularity of the host, Sanna, Rias and all their dependents said goodbye to the school early and came here to wait for the demon **** to come here.