The Endless Shuttle

"Please call me by my full name, Kenshin Uesugi!"

Worship and lead the godhead of "Visamon", come to Hakata as a human being, and inherit the agent of the main god, Visamon.

At such a roar, Di Shitian shrank his neck rather hopelessly, scratching his head and smirking.

Can't help but underestimate.

"It's still good for the original Bishamon, why the successor has such a serious character..."

"what did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

Di Shitian moved his neck and spread out his hands to explain.

"You see, the lower-level wars have their respective responsible persons working hard, and we, the main gods, can't go off the battle personally. We can only serve as a deterrent to the high-levels of other gods. With the pressure so high, it is only natural for me to have some fun. That's it."

"As a general, you must maintain your dignity and seriousness during the war, so that your subordinate soldiers can explode with strong combat effectiveness. Even a human girl from the outside world understands this truth. Would you not know? ?"

Di Shitian was stubbornly tempered.

Seeing that Emperor Shitian was constantly being persecuted, Suriya also came out appropriately to make a round.

"Well, Miss Uesugi, we all know Di Shitian's old problems, so don't continue to blame him for this little thing. Isn't there something more important when we come to Di Shitian? It's about dystopia."

"Well……"

Kenshin Uesugi also realized that the **** in front of him was her nominal boss, and calmed down his anger.

However, she looked at Di Shitian's eyes still somewhat cold.

Before coming to Hakatai, she had imagined how great and glorious the gods who worked with her lord, Bishamon, and felt that she was excited to be able to work with these existences.

When he was truly familiar, Uesugi Kenshin's fantasies shattered like soap bubbles.

Tired and lazy day by day, gossip from earth and sky is good, night sky snail can't live, Di Shitian is good wine and lust... In short, there is no reliable guardian for the twelve days, more or less there are some problems.

"Dystopia?"

When Emperor Shitian heard the words, his expression was solemn.

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's not what happened to it, but Miss Canary, after several fights with dystopias, came up with an idea to crack the dystopia. This matter is too much involved, so Canary entrusted us to ask you about it. opinion."

"Let's talk about it, what is it that makes you all so cautious."

Surya closed his eyes and spoke a moment later.

"Miss Canary intends to spread the plague outside."

As soon as this sentence came out, even Di Shitian's expression stopped for a moment.

Kenshin Uesugi bit his lip and lowered his eyes unwillingly.

"Di Shitian, you should understand that the liberation of serfs in normal human history occurred in the nineteenth century. This phenomenon hindered the development of ideas such as Enlightenment and liberalism. It is a hotbed for the birth of dystopia. If a major plague can be used If society collapses and the status of serfs rises..."

"...That's it, speed up the killing of ideological emancipation." Di Shitian nodded slightly: "As expected of a canary, it is easy to grasp the most important node. If nothing else, the executor is the "Baron of the Cross". Cloya Baron, right? "

"He's right."

Suriyah asked.

"Do you allow Canary's view?"

"Canary is here to ask for my opinion, not to ask for my decision. This proves that she already has an idea to try, and I am not qualified to influence her idea. Just answer her like this and think it's possible. Give it a try."

Di Shitian said.

"Even if it is the result of such a killing, it is worthwhile to face the final trials of humans in the omnipotent realm. Let my stupid disciple not bear the psychological burden, and all guilt is borne by our upper-level gods and Buddhas."

"Before asking your opinion, I have already undertaken it."

Suriyah shook his head and sighed.

"This is a sin that all sun gods and protoss can't escape."

"Do they already have the lost sovereignty of the sun?"

"Yes."

"It's hard for you, Surya."

"It's okay. Compared with the gods who are above us, the children of the lower class who personally dye their dirty hands are the most difficult." Suriyah smiled bitterly: "Di Shitian, I want to submit the Godhead after the dystopia event is over. If this The great plague spreads out a chain of revenge. I hope that by then I can stand up and quell this sin by myself."

"I don't allow it."

Di Shitian turned his back.

"Just treat it as my selfish interest, Suriyah, the Twelve Days of the Law Protector and the Hakoiwan need you."

"Do you want me to pretend to be deaf?"

"Then pretend to be deaf and dumb! Besides, who is going to say clearly about the future?"

"This……"

Surya didn't insist, and a helpless silence spread.

At this time, as if the night swept over, a strong dark wave erupted from the center of the box garden.

The three gods instantly sensed this anomaly. No, or no one can fail to notice this weirdness that makes the world change color.

"That is……"

Di Shitian's face instantly paled.

Suriyah also had cold sweat behind his back.

Only Kenshin Uesugi, who had just arrived in Hakatai, was unclear, so he could only perceive the indescribable horror from the dark night that stained the world axis.

"what is this?"

She asked.

However, Di Shitian's answer was a bit confusing.

"This is our end."