I loaded the dream game

The news that the Flügel had killed an Old God alone quickly spread throughout the world.

When it comes to the Old Deus, everything is no small matter, not to mention that the one who was "killed" this time is the God of Forging Okan, who is recognized as one of the three most powerful Old Deus in the world.

Except for a few people involved, no one knew how the Flügel accomplished this feat of killing gods alone, so it is natural for them to doubt the authenticity of this matter.

However, soon, through the recent chaotic reaction of the goblins, and the long-lost divine fire in the center of the capital of Haddonfell, people finally confirmed this fact.

Orkan, the god of forging, may really be "dead".

As the news spread, the already chaotic situation in the world became even more turbulent and chaotic.

The threat posed by the Skywing race has risen to a new level in everyone's mind. The title of the God-killing race has been thoroughly confirmed, and the entire God of War camp has become even more feared as a result.

The original balance was broken, and the elves seized this golden opportunity. While the Dwarfs were in chaos and the essence of the God of Forging Okan had not yet reappeared, they launched a massive counterattack on the Dwarfs' territory.

If they hadn't been afraid of the doomsday weapon called "Marrow Explosion", perhaps the Dwarfs would have really been destroyed.

From this point of view, the exposure of the existence of "Marrow Explosion" is not a bad thing for the Dwarfs. It is enough to destroy the continent and kill the gods. All races, including the Elves, are cautious and dare not push the Dwarfs too hard.

——I have the ability to destroy you and the motive to destroy you, and you happen to know both of these points.

All three elements of deterrence were achieved, and relying on the terrifying power of "Marrow Explosion", the Dwarfs successfully established an effective deterrent to the whole world.

This allowed them to successfully preserve most of their manpower even after losing the protection of the gods, but they suffered heavy losses as a large number of resources were plundered during this period. But it didn't matter, as they would have a chance to make a comeback after their creator was resurrected.

As for the elves, in addition to being afraid of the power of "Marrow Explosion", the threat from the God of War camp also made them dare not go too far in killing the Dwarfs.

After all, judging from the power currently displayed by the Flügel race, there might be a day in the future when they will be forced to form an alliance with the Dwarfs under such pressure.

So, after a brief period of chaos and war, the world fell into a strange balance again.

However, all this has little to do with Xia Zhi. Now he still does what he should do every day, as if nothing has happened outside.

The facts are actually similar. After all, it was not him who killed Okan, and Jibril, a Skywing, has no relationship with humans at all. Naturally, the main quest about killing the gods is still in an unfinished state.

However, Xia Zhi was not in a hurry, nor did he accept Jibril's "suggestion" to find trouble with another Old God... The world was already chaotic enough, so other races temporarily had no energy to pay attention to the growth and development of a small human settlement. There was no need to go to such lengths to attract other people's attention.

Anyway, things like killing gods can always be accomplished in the end if you take it slowly, there is no need to rush.

On the other hand, as the instigator of this chaos, Jibril seemed unaware of how much trouble her act of killing gods had brought to the Flügel race. She was still sitting quietly at the table, flipping through the books in front of her while sipping her coffee, like an ordinary girl sitting in a cafe in the afternoon and quietly enjoying the lazy and relaxing time.

I don’t know when it started, but the girl seemed to like this slightly bitter taste with a hint of sweetness. According to her, it was a very novel and special feeling, and it left a long aftertaste when she drank it.

But Xia Zhi knew that it was just cheap instant coffee that he bought at the market for 1,200 yen a bag. It was unlikely that normal hand-ground coffee would have that kind of obvious sweet taste that was specially formulated.

"Maybe... she just likes to drink sweet things." Xia Zhi guessed in his heart.

That being said, maybe milk tea would be more to her taste?

He shook his head, thought for a moment, then looked at the girl opposite him and asked, "The deal is already over, why did you have to come to me?"

You eat, drink and sleep here every day, don't you have your own home to live in? Xia Zhi complained in his heart.

"I can't just leave you here, Senior, alone, can I?" Jibril withdrew her eyes from the book, raised her head and looked at him and said:

"Besides... you just used someone and then you want to throw him aside and drive him away. Don't you think that's a bit too ruthless?"

Of course, this was just her statement. After actually seeing Xia Zhi's methods and abilities, she didn't believe that he would really let her go without any preparation or defense... Don't forget, she knew the composition of the "Pseudo-Cosmos" technique very clearly.

Regardless of the considerations, she should have been imprisoned here. However, Xia Zhi fulfilled his promise and released her, which made people suspicious.

As she was unclear about the purpose and did not understand the risks, she decided not to leave for the time being. Staying with Xia Zhi would always allow her to obtain more information than just leaving.

Not to mention... there is a possibility of "that" in him, Jibril thought.

In her heart, there was a thought

She wanted to witness it.

Witness the possibility of this world being completely changed.

"You who create the unknown and have infinite possibilities, how far can you go in the end?"

Jibril was very curious about this.

Chapter 185: Do Ex-Machinas also have shutdown buttons?

In the chaos caused by the news that "the Flügel killed the Old Deus Okan", the only ones who did not react and seemed to be unaffected were the Flügel themselves who were at the center of the storm, apart from the human forces that Xia Zhi was in.

Compared to the situation below, which was gradually stabilizing but the tension was increasing, the city on the back of the floating Phantasma Avant Heim still maintained its usual peaceful and cheerful atmosphere, and the Flügel girls were still laughing and playing as usual, as if everything happening below had nothing to do with them.

This is no wonder. They were created for the purpose of killing gods, so they are naturally more interested in killing and fighting. They rarely pay attention to other things, and few people will think about what it means and what impact it may cause in the end.

In the eyes of the Skywing people, it doesn't matter what the races below are like. This world is already chaotic, so what if it gets even more chaotic?

Therefore, only a few people would think about what exactly happened behind the scenes and what it means.

Raphael is one of them.

She received the summons and came to the throne room, folded her wings, put away her halo, and slowly knelt down.

"Has the "Extra Individual" not returned yet?"

Sitting on the supreme throne was a man with a huge body as strong as a rock, eighteen wings on his back, and a pair of sharp and wet golden eyes.

That is the God of War, the strongest god, and the creator of the Sky 017 Wings - the Old Deus Artosh.

The man looked down at Raphael who was kneeling in front of him with his golden eyes and asked slowly.

"Yes, my Lord. She has never come back since she went out last time... The only thing that is certain is that she should be fine at the moment."

Raphael reported respectfully, as if he were praying.

——Not only is he not seriously injured, he even did something as earth-shattering as killing a god some time ago. Such spirit and vitality can no longer be described as lively and energetic, right?

She thought silently in her heart.

But what puzzled her was - where was Azriel?

Although it was normal and foreseeable that he would not come back until he found Jibril, since Jibril had caused such a big fuss, Azriel should have found her long ago.

But why haven't the two of them returned yet, and there is not even any news from them?

Raphael was full of doubts, and at the same time he felt something was wrong.

However, she did not voice out her guesses and doubts. What she could think of, her master could certainly think of as well. There was no need for her to say anything extra. She only needed to provide the necessary information.

"There is one more thing... Azriel went out to look for Jibril some time ago, and she hasn't returned yet." With this thought in mind, Raphael began to report.

"...That's right."

After a moment's silence, the man smiled with a far-reaching meaning, as if he had guessed something.

Raphael didn't understand the meaning of that smile.

Although it is really disrespectful for a humble person like me to try to guess the mind of my master, who is as deep as the abyss.

But...it's been a long time since she saw her master smile.

Ever since the battle with the [End Dragon], for thousands and tens of thousands of years, the master has only been sitting hesitantly and lazily on the throne, with his hand supporting his cheek in boredom.

But now he looked happy, and even others could see it.

"——It seems that the person who wants to kill me is finally about to show up."

Hearing this, Raphael frowned deeply: "Are you talking about... Jibril?"

But in her opinion, even if Jibril succeeded in killing an Old God, it would not pose any threat to her master.

There is no other reason, just because the master is the "strongest", and everyone else is "weak", even other gods of the same species are no exception.

The battle between the weak, no matter what the outcome, can never have any impact on the strong. The winner of the fight between the weak is just a slightly stronger weakling, and it is natural that he can never compete with the strongest master.

"If it's her, that would be great," the man replied.

After all, from the very beginning, he created the "extra individual" with this purpose in mind.

"..."

Although he got the answer, Raphael noticed that his master's answer did not confirm his guess.

That is to say, in the master's heart, the one who "wants and can kill him and pull him down from the strongest throne" is actually someone else.

But...how is that possible?

Raphael thought to himself.

She probably knew the reason for her master's worries. Her master was the god of war and also the strongest Old God.

The so-called "strongest" means that it is impossible to be defeated. From the very beginning of the battle, the outcome is already determined.

But... that kind of one-sided slaughter cannot be called a "war" at all.

As the God of War, Artosh-sama denied such a "war".

Therefore, he has been depressed and listless for a long time.

"The strongest without a challenger... what's the point?"

After saying this, the man put away his smile and looked down at the lower world with a calm look. There was an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to the moment he was thinking of coming soon.

……

At the same time, Xia Zhi was in a dilemma.

Although it is said that the agreement was fulfilled, but...

Feeling the two bodies pressed against him in the quilt, one on each side, and listening to the faint and steady breathing sounds coming from his ears, he couldn't fall asleep.

"You're an Ex-Machina... Why do you need to sleep?"

Bored, he looked at the empty ceiling and began to think about such questions, also to divert his attention.

Maybe... it's a function similar to shutting down and hibernating a computer?

Xia Zhi hesitated for a moment and guessed in his heart. Then, he felt his side being gently poked.

He turned his head in confusion and met a pair of clear, bright deep orange eyes.

"Xiazhi...can't sleep?"

Hubie, who had woken up at some point, looked into his eyes and asked.

"Is it because... Hubie?"

"I'm just used to staying up late." Xia Zhi told a lie in an unclear tone that could be seen through at a glance.

"Is that so?" Hubie blinked, turned over slightly, and hugged him gently: "Then... Hubie will stay up all night with you."

Summer Solstice: "..."

He really wouldn't be able to sleep if this continued, so he decided to take some action.

"Xiazhi...what are you doing?"

After a moment, the girl's puzzled voice was heard.

"Find out where your off button is."

"Oh..." The girl nodded.

Then, accompanied by a series of mechanical "click" sounds, a faint blue light lit up in the room.

"If Xia Zhi wants to find it... it's here..."

Summer Solstice: "..."

So you really have it?

"It's the core..." Hubie replied.

"If Xia Zhi wants... I can give it to you..."

"Don't just give away such important things." Xia Zhi sighed, rubbed her head and said.

“Not casually…” The girl gently grabbed his hand that was on her head, held it in her palm and said, “Because it is a very important existence… I will only give it to Xia Zhi…”

“So… it’s unique to the summer solstice…”