The Endless Shuttle

"When did Hakata become such a chaotic chessboard?"

Cloya let out a sigh.

Rope shook his head.

"You are also a member of the ancient gods. When is Hakata not a chaotic chessboard? The pleasures, conspiracies, interests, and glory of all parties are entangled and have not changed since the dawn."

"In that case... I know."

Canary just adjusted her lost mentality in an instant, and looked at the black-haired young man earnestly.

"Thank you for your doubts. The final test of mankind should be surpassed by mankind. No matter whether you intend to do it or when you do it, I will continue to work hard with the goal of dystopia at this moment."

"Well, don't pin your hopes on others, it's the basic standard for the strong."

"Can you please clarify one or two more questions?"

"Can."

"Regarding the final trial of mankind, I want to know from your mouth, who is also the final trial of mankind, what it is."

After the canary emerged from the dystopia, more than one explanation for the final trial of mankind has been heard.

But the existence in front of him at this moment is also the final trial.

Canary wants to understand how these powerful and terrifying demon kings view themselves.

"Then you might be disappointed, and asking me to explain is a commonplace saying."

Rope said.

"But when I talk about the relationship between mankind and the final trial of mankind, I have a different view. I think that the final trial of mankind is not only bad. In other words, it is the human race on the path of progress. Pointing light. Whether it is from civilization, technology, or society."

"The progress of each race is a pattern of crossing the river by touching the stones, crawling in the dark, learning and correcting mistakes in the pain. The existence of human beings in the final trial puts all the factors of human destruction on the bright surface. , Let you crack it, let you cross it, even if you can’t cross it, it will perish, but if that kind of phenomenon really happens to human beings, isn’t it a way to perish?”

In short, the final test of human beings is in the eyes of Rope, just like the teacher draws the key points of the test to the students during the exam, it is a behavior that is convenient for students to learn.

And this student is human.

How to memorize, how to memorize, that's a student's business, if you can't remember, you will definitely fail the exam.

The only difference is that this fact is only known when I know it is still in the exam.

The canary wrinkled. This statement is really novel, but looking at the history of the final trial of mankind, it is shocking to the world.

"Is this the correct interpretation of the name of trial... The way to break the final trial of mankind is to help mankind overcome the difficulties."

Canary looked at Rope.

"Then what kind of catastrophe your "everything is useless" represents for mankind? I have only heard of your contempt, disdain, and denial of human history in your trial, but I don't know the real reason. "

"Hey, Canary."

Gloria Baron was taken aback by the words of the canary.

The two of them are now in front of the "Wanxiang Wuyou" himself, exploring each other's intelligence, but it is not curiosity that can explain it.

Contrary to the tension of the **** of death, Rope just smiled relaxedly.

He leaned back, leaning on the back of the chair.

"I am the concept of the beginning and the end. When mankind is separated from the country and race, and leaves the earth that has been crawling for countless years, looking up and looking forward to the starry sky, my catastrophe will come quietly. Infinite. The universe, the infinite darkness, and the infinite unknown, completely deny the glory and history of mankind's self-righteousness. This is "all phenomena are useless." "

Hearing this, the canary felt cold all over.

Is this really a trial for humans to go through?

Compared with the meaning of the demon king in front of us, even the dystopias seem to be children who are in trouble, and human beings can't live with themselves.

The useless endless unknown in Vientiane is the terrible thing that can steam the brain and hollow out the imagination.

"you……"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am a personalized devil, different from ordinary human beings in the final trial."

Rope laughed.

"Before I get tired of Hakoi, you can regard me as the patron saint of Hakoi. I stand on a position that does not allow the paradise to be destroyed."

"……I understand."

The canary saluted respectfully again.

"I have benefited a lot from this visit. Thank you for answering my questions regardless of your status. Thank you, Useless Lord Vientiane."

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes."

"The Halloween Queen asked you to come to me, and I'm not good at letting you go back empty-handed. That queen and I have some fate. If you have any doubts about the way of poets, you can visit Philip Low in my name. Kraft, she is a three-digit linguistic poet, she should be helpful to you if she wants to come."

"Thank you for your love, I will convey your kindness to Her Majesty the Queen."

"Haha, she might be terrified when she heard this..."

The Queen of Halloween still owes Lopey a favor.

After bidding farewell to Rope, Canary left the palace of **** with Cloa Baron.

Standing on the Jiao Heat Hell, somehow, the blonde girl wrapped her clothes tightly.

The lingering chill was icy to the bone.

Chapter 66: At harvest time, face the master of the biblical gods

The long time is just a flash for a race with a long lifespan, and the Shura God and Buddha of Hakatai is a typical of them.

But even though it is said, what happened during this period is really not allowed to be lightly exposed.

A community called Arcadia appeared in the lower level. In the name of holding high the flag of righteousness, the chaotic lower levels were reluctantly connected in the form of alliances. The merchants finally tried "dystopia". Even the former vampire princess Leticia also came forward to help a little...

The Hakata Wushen group headed by Di Shitian, "Twelve Days of the Dharma Protector", completely disregarded and launched a war against the pro-dystopian gods. The time-honored biblical group of gods merged with American folklore mythology, and the internal occurrence was extremely drastic, which could even shake the monotheistic outlook on the universe...

The last little tail of the pioneering period, Hakoi is incredibly lively.

But as the man behind the many big conspiracies, Rope seemed tired of the world. Not only did he leave the throne of **** and Asazil, but he was nestled in a four-digit number six hundred six six six six hundred years ago. Nothing happened in his lair.

Outside the useless magic palace of Vientiane, above the crisp grassland.