Chapter 298
"If you agree, come with me. If you refuse, you can choose a place to rest in the library. It is best not to rest outside." After the silver-haired girl asked, she flew into the wooden villa without waiting for Wu Feng's answer. Inside.

The silver-haired girl's words aroused his curiosity. After being tortured for too long, Wu Feng's understanding of the game life is limited to those of anime, and he still has some understanding of human races and beast races, and the rest is almost blank.

The Flügel know only a few points, the sixth in the sequence of sixteen races, living on the phantom species Abant Heim, the god-killing weapon created by the god-type God of War with feathers, fully represented by the eighteen-wing council, In the covenant era, he was extremely curious about the unknown, and some information was only understood after getting Jibril.

Just like what the silver-haired girl said, if you want to get the Flügel, you must know them well, otherwise you will have no chance. Out of curiosity, Wu Feng chose to come to the wooden villa with the silver-haired girl.

"Let's arrange a place for you to live first." Seeing Wu Feng following, the silver-haired girl nodded and smiled, and led her to the interior of the villa, stopping in front of a door.

"My room is next door. When you think it over, come to me and I'll tell you about the Flügel." After finishing speaking, the girl opened another door next to it and walked in.

There is no difference between day and night on Abant, but according to the degree of sleepiness, the outside world guessed that it was already night. Wu Feng thought about it, and did not enter the room the girl arranged for him, but followed into another room.

Entering the girl's room, the interior decoration is warmer than Wu Feng imagined, blue and white striped walls, soft pink quilt and big bed, the room decoration is full of girly atmosphere.

From Wu Feng's point of view, with the Flügel fighter's character, it should be simpler, and it was unexpected.

"Can't wait to break into a woman's boudoir?" The girl sitting on the bed teased Wu Feng.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Seeing Wu Feng's tangled look, the girl chuckled and continued, "Our Flügel plant is a weapon created by God of War, you should understand that, right?"

"Well, it seems to be a weapon created during the Great War to win the throne of the only god, but it failed in the end."

Wu Feng's rudeness caused the girl's complexion to change slightly. It is impossible for all the remaining Flügel to forget the day of failure. It is their shame to survive.

"The gods fought each other for the throne of the only god. The war lasted for more than 2 years. As the god of war, my lord continued to improve his strength from the war. At the end of the period, around 7000 years ago, there were no gods. The opponent of our lord, we all firmly believe that the victory will belong to our lord"
"In the end we lost, not at the hands of the gods, but because of unknown reasons, we lost at the tenth place in the sequence of sixteen races..." The girl's voice became low, with sadness on her face.

"Our joint attack was bounced back, my lord was killed, and a large number of sisters also fell. Although we succeeded in revenge, the meaning of survival has also disappeared."

"The mutual killing between the gods finally benefited the god of games who had been on the sidelines. That coward ascended to the throne of the only god and created the [Ten Covenants] to prohibit the killing of Disbo World."

Wu Feng stood opposite the girl and listened quietly all the time. Surprise appeared in his heart. He was only the tenth place, and he actually defeated the strongest god-species.

So far, except for the accident of the armored species, Wu Feng has roughly expected it, but Azrael's torture is why.

"The purpose of our creation is to help our Lord ascend the throne of the only God, which is the meaning of our existence. Since our Lord has passed away, what is the meaning of our existence?" The girl raised her head and looked directly at Wu Feng, with sadness in her eyes Make him tremble.

"Thank you, Senior Azrael, without her, you wouldn't even be able to see us." The girl laughed softly, as if she was laughing at something.

"Because there is no purpose for survival, I chose to die. The [Ten Covenants] did not prohibit suicide. After the war, many sisters chose to commit suicide..."

"Did you choose to commit suicide because of the death of God of War?" Shock appeared in Wu Feng's eyes, and he couldn't help asking because of his life, he couldn't imagine the result of suicide anyway.

"You don't understand." The girl glanced at Wu Feng and continued silently, "We were born to snatch the throne of the gods, and we lived by obeying the orders of our lord, losing the meaning of existence. Life is useless to us, instead of living dry , it would be better to just die like this.”

"However, in the early stage of suicide, senior Azrael conveyed the last order of our lord, and it became the goal of our survival."

"Find the unknown that defeats our lord, and prohibit all Flügel from committing suicide until the answer is found." The girl's eyes were slightly fluctuating, and her emotions seemed to have calmed down a bit.

"The last meaning of supporting existence, from then on we began to collect various books and knowledge, in order to find the reason for the failure of our Lord"

"Then what happened to Azrael's torture? Shouldn't it be the same as other Flügel with the purpose of survival?" Wu Feng couldn't help asking.

"We haven't found the answer to the question... It's been 6000 years, and we still haven't found the reason for our Lord's failure. Later, I learned that it is impossible for us to find the reason except for Jibril... We are not endowed with that ability" the girl He laughed at himself.

"Everything is programmed at birth. No matter how much knowledge we collect, it is useless. We have very little hope of finding the answer. Only Jibril, the last individual given the possibility, has the hope of finding the answer. to the answer"

"As time goes by, the death of my lord also fades away from other individuals, and they have new meanings of existence, but only one of them can't forget it." The girl sighed, even her concept of the lord's death faded. Many, not to mention the other Flügel, are over 6000 years old after all.

"Senior Azrael, created by our lord's first feather, the first Flügel created for the pursuit of perfection, has followed our lord for more than 8000 years, if not the last survivor Fate, the first to commit suicide is the senior."

"Of all the Flügel, the seniors have collected the most knowledge, but they still haven't found the answer, and they are being tortured all the time."

"If possible, help Senior find the answer, that is the only way to recover the Flügel."

"At that time, you will see the true appearance of Senior Azrael, as the No.1 horror"

 This chapter is really difficult to write...

  
 
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