The Endless Shuttle

The changes in the world situation are really sinister.

Chapter 106 The Seraph Begging for Peace from the Demons

Rope's words made the two church girls groggy and unconscious.

After a few days, Zenovia and Wisteria Irina did not even say hello, and they embarked on the way back to the Vatican with the three holy swords they regained.

This is not surprising.

In the eyes of the immortal demon god, the so-called three races of fallen angels, demons, and angels, wars, and post-wars are all in a straight line. It is easy to see what these three races should do in the future.

But the girls are different. They have only been a dozen years since they were born.

They were born in an area with strong church beliefs, and they had been educating the "evil" of demons and fallen angels since childhood.

However, Xenovia and Irina returned without walking for more than five days.

And this time with a "big man".

In the tallest building in the city, Rope sat with his legs crossed at the end of the long table in the auditorium, looking at the shining blond man.

With a gentle smile on his face that can melt the ice, the blond man smiled and bowed slightly to salute Rope.

"It's been a long time, Lord Demon. Your spirit is still as dazzling as it was at the banquet of the gods thousands of years ago."

There are four seraphs in the heavens.

But there is only one archangel who can make all angels believe that he can succeed the God of the Bible from beginning to end.

The lieutenant of heaven, the one who shines, Michael!

This celestial ruler who maintains the "belief system" rarely came to the human world and came to Rope.

"You are really brave enough, Michael." Luo Pei smiled.

"It shouldn't be difficult for you to know what my identity is now?"

"The Devil God."

Michael said fluently.

"Your accomplishments in the underworld are still deafening even in the distant seventh-tier heaven. You can clean up all those violent old demon kings and choose new demon kings that are more in line with the times. To be honest, my awe of you is even greater. It's a grade."

"You came to me from the heavens specifically, just to talk about these useless nonsense?"

"..."

Even with Michael's soft temper, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

But that's it.

The territorial demon’s bad temper is notorious. At the feast of the gods, if a word was wrong, he would fight thousands of gods and Buddhas. If it weren’t for the destruction **** Shiva to return the words, I guess there would be no such gods and Buddhas leisurely. Everyday.

With the terrifying power of the demon, letting the blood of gods and Buddhas flow into a river is definitely not a false statement.

So before Michael bit his head, he was even ready to fight with Rope, and how to run at that time.

The current situation is not bad.

"I can't hide it from Lord Rope."

Michael smiled and continued.

"A few days ago, I deeply regret the incident that happened on your territory. Although it was not the work of my power, the result of the incident was in the final analysis because the church did not take good care of the sword of the king. I hope that it will not be disturbed. Your holiday."

Luo Pei did not accept Michael's nonsense, but lightly nodded on the table and motioned the vice-prince of heaven to sit down.

When Michael sat down, he spoke again.

"You also know that since the war of the three races, angels, fallen angels, and demons have been unable to support the war of the whole race, and this is not what it used to be. Once the world suffers from the war of our kind again, I am afraid it will not be the same. Cokaby The reason for Le’s unauthorized actions is nothing more than the unclear attitude of the leaders of the three clans. In order to prevent this from happening again, I hope to completely resolve the grievances of the three clans and sign a formal peace treaty together."

"And then? What are you doing to me?"

"I know you don’t like this kind of tedious political affairs. I should first discuss this matter with the Demon King of the Underworld and Asazil, but I still offend you. One is that Lord Rope, you have the power of the ruler of all demons. Identity, second..."

There was light in Michael's eyes.

"...Not only the three races, I want to beg you to be the strongest person to send invitations to the main gods of all the gods, and turn this peace treaty into a pact of all-round power!"

If Azazel was tired of war, then Michael hated war from the bottom of his heart.

His thoughts coincided with Serjax's, but Michael's ambition was obviously greater than that of the red-haired demon who only thought about maintaining stability on the side of the underworld.

"The world has come to this point, and mankind has also continued to have civilizations that make gods, Buddhas and angels look away." Michael said. "In such a world, war and killing can no longer become the main theme. Only peace can bring progress."

So this world is really cute.

One, two, three, no matter what should be evil or what was originally good, their rulers are dedicated to wanting peace and wanting beauty to come after the pains of war.

"Nice ideal."

Rope snapped his fingers, and Miria floated out like a ghost, offering him red wine.

"But Michael, I don't see any need for me to be named in it. You have to talk, you are free, those so-called gods, who are called to talk in your capacity, I am afraid it is not difficult. At that time, you only need to filter out the guys who need peace."

"The main thing is that I hope to use your name to deter those who have bad intentions."

Michael smiled bitterly.

"Just a ten-winged fallen angel under Azazel's hands can stir such a storm. I can't imagine what kind of guy would jump out to stop this event if all the gods gather... I said this. You shouldn't be angry, are you?"

"I am such a stingy existence in your eyes?"

Facing Rope's rhetorical question, Michael waved his hand quickly.

"No, no, I just don't want to let you perform the scene of the Olympus holy mountain again because of improper words. I don't have the ability to bear your anger..."

"Don't worry, I have a good relationship with Gabriel, and it doesn't matter to her that she doesn't count on your painful gaffe."

Said the black-haired young man.

"Although I am not interested in participating in your peace events, it's okay to borrow a little name from you. You can talk to someone for the rest of the matter, and the location is also not relevant to me. Don't give me something inexplicable. Find something."

"It's great to have you!"

Michael stood up happily.

The smile on his face was definitely not false, and he gave a grander gift than before.