She subconsciously tried to resist, but the force was too strong to her imagination, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.

What happened?

Jibril couldn't understand it, she had never encountered a similar situation before. The only thing she could think of was the spell developed by the elves to control the Phantasma, Giants and Flügel.

However, Jibril quickly denied this guess because she saw a young man holding a wooden sword and swinging it at her at the "destination" where she was flying.

"Humanity?"

No, that group of monkeys cannot possibly possess such power.

“Old God?”

Not really. I can't sense any aura similar to that of Lord Artosh from him.

Forget it, no matter who it is, and no matter what means he used to do this, since he dared to target me, he must pay the price.

Jibril showed a cruel smile on her face.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what happened, as long as you know who caused this situation.

Although they cannot control their bodies, the Flügel, as a collection of magic rituals compiled by the God of War, use magic and spirits naturally like instinct, without the need for limb involvement at all.

and so……

【Linglong】⑧5⑥⒈0⒐78⒉

"If we just kill that person, the problem will be solved, right?"

Thinking this way, Jibril skillfully mobilized the power in her body.

It transforms everything that makes up itself into the Elf Corridor connecting the nerves, and then shoots out all the huge numbers of elves absorbed from the source flow of the Elf Corridor!

This extremely violent way of using power can be said to be synonymous with the Flügel race. It is also the only skill of the Flügel race that has a name. Its name is -

Skystrike! .

Chapter 129: Jibril is going to gamble everything on this one strike today!

Jibril, who came out to look for "happiness", was unlucky today and encountered "misfortune".

……

The moment the purple-black energy torrent formed by a huge amount of elves fell, the blazing white light that exploded seemed to illuminate the entire world.

The devastating impact shattered the earth and tore apart the mountains. Deafening explosions resounded throughout the world. Under the high temperature burning caused by this horrific energy flow, even the ground was burned red and melted into sticky magma.

As the explosion subsided, the white light faded away, and under the faint dust and water vapor, two figures gradually emerged in the center of the explosion where no living creature should have survived.

She has wings on her waist, skin as white as cream, and flowing purple-pink hair that floats in the wind, reflecting the colors of a rainbow. Her exquisite and perfect facial features make up a stunning face. Her purple pupils surrounded by golden irises seem like something out of a myth. Her wing-shaped ears and the geometric halo on her head mark her as someone different from ordinary people.

The epitome of beauty and elegance, Jibril, is the name of this dreamlike Flügel girl.

However, at this moment, she was kneeling on one knee, looking at her hands raised high to catch the sword, and tilted her head in confusion.

What happened? What am I doing?

Could it be that he had come all the way here, even risking injury to force his way through the raging aftermath of the explosion, just to take this sword?

Jibril's mind was in a mess, she didn't understand what was going on, but she knew someone should understand.

So, she focused her attention on the strange boy in front of her.

"Can I ask what you did?"

Although her words were very polite, anyone could tell from her unfriendly tone that she was not in a good mood.

Even so, Jibril did not act rashly.

Although she had only used about 20% of her strength in that attack, not everyone could take it unscathed.

But the young man in front of him did it, and he didn't seem to be struggling at all.

Coupled with this inexplicable method of controlling his own body... Jibril temporarily labeled the boy as "dangerous" in her mind, and would see whether to upgrade it to "extremely dangerous" on the same level as the white dragon depending on the situation.

And...compared to the controlled anger and murderous intent in her heart, she was more curious about how the boy did it.

"Even though there was no reaction from the spirits, and I couldn't feel the activation of the spell... Can you tell me how you did this?"

Jibril's face was full of curiosity.

"Of course, it's the power of the heart." Xia Zhi answered seriously: "The power of the heart is infinite and can create infinite possibilities. As long as you are willing to believe, the power gathered can even surpass time. So, believe that the heart is my magic."

“…Huh?” Jibril tilted her head.

What is this person talking about? Is this a joke?

"In short, I used the Thousand Mile Summoning Technique, and you responded to my summons."

Xia Zhi put away the wooden sword that had completed its mission, looked at the girl who stood up again from the ground and said:

"So you want to grant me three wishes... Is that understandable?"

"Okay." Jibril rubbed her wrists, smiling brightly: "What do you want to wish for?"

"How about you just surrender and let me take you home?" After thinking about it, Xia Zhi made a request that was not too excessive.

"No problem."

boom--!

The blazing white light once again covered everything around. The ground, which had been gradually cooling and solidifying, was melted and evaporated once again, and sank a layer.

Jibril spread her wings and flew into the sky. She looked at the land covered by the flames of the explosion and continued with a smile:

"But you have to take the fruits of victory yourself...if you can do it."

Driven by an emotion that she couldn't tell whether it was madness, trance or anger, Jibril raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Surrender without a fight? That's simply impossible.

If you want to defeat me, then come and fight! Kill each other, annihilate each other, and conquer each other until one side falls completely... Otherwise, the only one who falls will be you.

Thinking this, Jibril summoned all the strength in her body.

However, before she could unleash this heavenly strike that was infused with all her strength, she saw a flash of white light that instantly split the flames in front of her in two.

No, what was split in two was not only the flame, but also the space, and... herself!

Jibril only felt her body lighten, and by the time she could react, half of her shoulder and left hand had completely separated from her body.

So fast.

The girl thought.

It was too fast, too fast to react.

This is fundamentally different from the dragon spirits' way of accelerating time by manipulating time and space. At least Jibril, who had fought with the white dragon before, could feel that there was no abnormal distortion in the surrounding time and space, and she could not use the distorted time and space to transfer time and space to avoid the previous move.

At the same time, as always, she did not feel any reaction from the spirits or spells.

In other words, that person simply relied on his own speed to launch a slash that made it difficult for him to react and was even enough to split the space.

——Not human!

Jibril once again confirmed her initial judgment.

At the same time, it couldn't be any lower race. Even the beastmen who possessed the ability of "blood destruction" and could transcend the limitations of their body functions in a short period of time and even break the laws of physics could never do such a thing with their flesh alone.

Among the first six races, the only one who could possibly have a similar appearance to the boy is undoubtedly...

“Old God!” Jibril pursed her lips.

Although it was unclear why he didn't have the aura of a spiritual god, after eliminating all other options, this was the only possibility left.

...I didn't expect that I would run into a newly born divine species just by taking a walk (Nuohao Zhao)?

This is really... I don’t know whether to say it is lucky or unfortunate.

The only thing that was certain was that Jibril was very happy now, even to the point of excitement.

It was only natural for him to have this kind of reaction when he encountered the only Old Deus among the superior races that he had never conquered alone, right?

There was no need to hesitate or hold back. In less than 0.1 second, Jibril once again mobilized all the remaining strength in her body.

In addition, it imitates the principle of the Dragon Spirit's "Crashing Roar" and forcibly rewrites its own existence formula to actively cause the collapse of its own "core", giving the explosive energy caused by this a certain directionality, and then unleashes it all!

This was a truly full-strength attack without reservation. The Flügel girl named Jibril gave everything she had in this attack.

The next moment, a dazzling explosion like a star tore through the sky and illuminated the entire earth.

Chapter 130: New "trophies" of the summer solstice

When Xia Zhi returned to the settlement, the sky had already become completely dark.

"Welcome back."

Chloro Ni, who had just prepared dinner, greeted him.

It was earlier than expected. We had agreed to come back after dinner... Could it be that we failed? Or did we give up halfway?

As she was thinking this in her heart, she was about to turn around to tell Suwako that Xiazhi had returned, but she found that the divine girl in the room had disappeared.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found that the figure of the divine girl had appeared beside Xia Zhi at some point.

"I'm back, Suwako." Xia Zhi rubbed the girl's head and said.

"Well, welcome back." Suwako narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded gently. Then her eyes fell on the petite figure carried on Xia Zhi's shoulders and she tilted her head:

"This is?"

"Oh, you're talking about this." Xia Zhi thought for a moment and replied, "It's my trophy."

Trophies? Kroni was slightly stunned.

Speaking of trophies, the first thing that came to her mind was the rabbits, cattle, sheep, or wild animals like leopards that the people in the settlement had hunted before, but this little girl 937 looked...it didn't look like that at all, did it?

Suwako's focus is different.

"I am...your trophy." She pulled at the corner of Xia Zhi's clothes and looked at the little girl with a hint of hostility.

Xia Zhi: “……?”

Do we have to fight for even this?

"Wait, she is...?"

Looking at the pair of white wings on the girl's lower back, which were a little dim but still emitting a dreamy and faint glow, Chloro seemed to react to something and gradually widened her eyes.

“Heaven…Flügel!?”

“Correct!” Xia Zhi smiled and confirmed her guess: “Moreover, it is a special individual among the Flügel species, a rare item among rare items, the most high-quality trophy... a collection item.”

Listening to the boy's boastful words, Chloe felt a dizziness as if her brain was lacking oxygen, and she almost fainted.

Ah, what have you done?!

……

"I'm so stupid, really..."

The girl crossed her legs and squatted by the wall. She stared at the corner with lifeless eyes and said, "I only knew that he just said he wanted to go to the elves, but I didn't expect that he was really just talking..."

This was the scene Rick saw when he came back from a busy day.

"Ke, Kelon? What's wrong with you?" He pulled the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but ask.

"Rick..."

Hearing his voice, Chloe slowly turned around, her blue eyes filled with tears, and she choked up and said:

"Humanity... is doomed..."

Rick: “…Huh?”

……

In another room, the girl who was sleeping due to exhaustion moved her eyelids slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

"……here it is?"

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