I, authentic, little sun

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the huge and gorgeous spear, Jibril couldn't help but change color.

"That's... Sky Strike? Is it possible to imitate the lore of our Flügel just by looking at it? How is it possible?!"

To be honest, no matter who saw the spear in Zhengzong's hand, they probably couldn't help thinking of the Flügel's Sky Strike.

Because the two are too similar in shape and similarity.

For example, Sink and other elves who have been watching, and even Jibril herself, all regard this as an authentic "imitated" move.

However, only Zhengzong himself knows that the two are not a concept at all.

One is an aggregate similar to spirits, and the other is the liberation of Noble Phantasms.

"O sun disc, submit to death (Vasavi Shakti)——!"

As Masamune recited the Noble Phantasm's Liberation Language, the huge and gorgeous long spear suddenly burst into a flash of lightning, and immediately turned into a light gun.

Holding the dazzling light gun that illuminated the whole world tightly, the corner of Masamune's mouth twitched slightly, and then he threw the light gun in his hand hard against the "Sky Strike" released by Jibril.

"Boom—!" A roar exploded in mid-air, and the two light guns made contact in an instant, "Bang!!!"

A crisp sound erupted, as if something had been distorted.

space?

No, it's the whole world!The whole world seemed to be dark at first, and then suddenly brightened like day.

In an instant, there was a wailing in the sky, as if everything had stopped, circles of white fluctuations spread at the junction of the two light guns, setting off an astonishing burst of thunder, and at the same time, everything approaching was destroyed into ashes.

Then, the entangled two exploded directly, and the terrifying energy explosion swept across a million-meter radius, drowning everything.

In the end, Jibril saw with her own eyes that her strongest special skill, Sky Strike, was undoubtedly destroyed by the Lightning Light Gun, leaving her eyes as if only the Lightning that seemed to tear the world apart was left.

The surrounding scenery began to blur, countless cracks appeared in the void, and space and time were also distorted.

The moment Jibril saw such a scene, she realized that in the face of this world-destructive power, the ability to transfer space was already useless.

"Om-"

I don't know how long the distortion lasted, and the aftermath was long overdue, like a violent storm.

Within a radius of [-] meters, the clouds were torn apart, the mountains collapsed, the ground trembled and subsided, scorching marks continued, the rivers were evaporated, and everything was completely destroyed by the violent force.

"Crack..."

The mask that had been used to protect the elves before the authenticity cracked in the face of the aftermath of the destruction.

Seeing this, Sink's pupils shrank, and then he summoned all the elves without hesitation, regardless of the consumption of the elves, and desperately used multiple defensive magics such as the long-lasting fourth protection.

Their purpose is very simple, just to block the aftermath.

Even if the center of the burst of power is located a thousand meters above the sky, they still have to defend against the aftermath with all their strength in order to survive!

This is the horror of battles in the upper races. Races below the sixth rank encounter the strong at close range, and the result is only slightly better than that of humans, that is - they can survive the aftermath for a second or two before dying.

Fortunately, with the protection left by the authentic realization, coupled with the double defense of Jiuyuan's fourth protection, the elves finally barely blocked the aftermath when the elves were about to be completely exhausted.

Chapter 534 No.16 As Worthy of You

"Are you going to die?"

Jibril, who was getting smaller and smaller, naturally fell from the sky as if she was detached.

At the last second, what she saw was the unobstructed blue sky, the high hanging sun, and—like rays of light, a polyhedron of pentagrams and a star-shaped dodecahedron emerged...

And the location where it appears is in the damaged hollow of the Elven Corridor, that is the 'prize' that will only be revealed when a real 'winner' appears...

At the same time, in the palace built by the fantasy species Abant Heim.

On the luxurious throne in the middle, Artosh, the God of War, who is the strongest in the world, suddenly opened his closed eyes as if sensing something, and the golden pupils suddenly burst into a bright light.

"Woo-haha-hahahahahaha!"

At the moment when that voice and that roar of laughter sounded, all the Flügel left behind widened their eyes and looked up in disbelief.

"Hahaha! The future has changed, it's interesting, it's so interesting!

Really, it turned out to be "you" who could challenge me, it was really beyond my expectation, hahahaha! ! "

The laughter of the god of war Artosh shook the entire temple, and the joy in it could not be more obvious.

Before, it was not known whether it was because of the insight of God or the power of God of War, or because it was too strong, he seemed to have grasped all the facts, and he had already predicted his end.

However, even though he knew everything, Artosh had no intention of changing his mind at all.

The reason - this world is too boring, as a God of War, he can no longer appreciate the joy of fighting.

But now, the long-lost fighting spirit rose again in his heart. Alter changed the posture of supporting his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

As if welcoming something long-awaited, he gazed into the distance.

"Compared to the original ending, I prefer the current one after this change. Don't make me wait too long, guest from another world..."

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"Hey, wake up, you're not dead yet!"

Masamune poked Jibril, who had turned into a little girl in his arms, with a helpless expression.

The figure he rescued from the beam of lightning that destroyed all things was not the Flügel girl with the protruding, mouth-watering obscene figure.

It was a ragged little girl who was definitely no more than ten years old in appearance.

Fortunately, due to the shrinkage of the body, the clothes that were almost shredded were just enough to cover the girl's skin, and did not cause too much leakage of spring.

Otherwise, even if he knew that the other party's shrinkage was only temporary, Zhengzong probably would still feel a little guilty about smelting copper.

But this setting is really full of lust...

"Eh?...I, am I not dead?"

Jibril opened her eyes in a daze. She didn't pay any attention to the current young girl's posture. Obviously, this is not the first time this kind of thing happened.

On the contrary, she was full of doubts and puzzles about why she was still alive.

Afterwards, Jibril blinked Meizilan's big eyes, and looked at Zhengzong flickeringly, yes, who else could save herself from such a horrible scene, except the god in front of her?

The fact is just as she thought, the two of them are standing in a huge pit with a radius of more than [-] meters at this moment.

All the things, together with the 'spirits' in this entire area, all turned into dust and disappeared in the collision just now.

After understanding the current situation, Jibril, who was in the state of a young girl, shook her head with a face full of regret, looked up at Zhengzong who was still alive and well, and said in a tone of resignation.

"Then, my lord of the gods, I have already lost a lot in this appearance. Since I am defeated by my subordinates, then it is up to you to deal with it."

"Oh? Are you not afraid that I will kill you?" Zheng Zong asked with interest.

"Well... how should I put it, if I can not die, of course I don't want to die, but I am a prisoner after all.

And with Your Excellency's strength, it seems that there is no need for me at all. "

Jibril tilted her head and thought about it, and finally said indifferently: "So apart from being used for "playing", I can't think of your Excellency's role in keeping me."

The Flügel was born for war, and the nature of war is integrated into its bones.

And the most common thing in war is death. She has taken death very lightly, and she doesn't care much about her own fate.

If I really want to say regret, I have not been able to study the "unknown" in front of me.

It's a pity that losers don't have this right, so since they can't explore the "unknown", it doesn't make much difference to Jibril whether she dies or not.

Hearing this, Zhengzong was speechless, and actually linked the satisfaction of curiosity with the importance of life...

As expected of you, Jibril, you did not disappoint me.

Thinking of this, Zhengzong raised his head and looked in the direction where the elf corridor was broken.

Although it was only for a moment, he still felt or saw 'that power'.

The core part of this planet, in the deepest field called 'Elf Corridor', has a comparable root, no, or that is the existence of the root materialization-the star cup.

It is a treasure that is enough to form the world, and enough to destroy all traces of this world. If you control him, you also control all the laws of this world.

Of course, this is also Zhengzong's hope of saving You, and it is something he must get during this trip.

However, the root will actually materialize into a cup, which is even more nonsense than the will of the root into a girl.

I have to say, "This is really an interesting world..."

After hearing the authentic exclamation, Jibril seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly she was shocked, and she sat up in a dying state of shock, and her tone suddenly became excited.

"Interesting world, what do you mean? Could it be that you have seen other worlds, can you tell me the specific information?

Wait, or are you simply a visitor from another world? "

Jibril's eyes became brighter and brighter, she hugged Masamune's neck tightly, and smiled like an idiot again.

Not only that, but she also said her inference while laughing, as if all the previous doubts had been answered.

"That's right, that's the only explanation. Otherwise, how could the newly born gods be so powerful... Hehehe."

"..."

Seeing that Jibril's saliva was about to flow onto him, Masamune's face darkened immediately.

Chapter 535 No.17 Subduing Xiao Ji and the Elf

In order to prevent the saliva from dripping on him, Zhengzong was going to tear off the young girl Xiaoji from his arms.

But Jibril, who was supposed to be exhausted, didn't know where the strength came from, and hugged Masamune tightly. The strength was comparable to the legendary death entanglement, and she didn't even shake it.

Authentic: "..."

Damn, what a lot of strength, could this guy be playing me?

If Jibril had this kind of strength in the sneak attack before, then even the authentic would not dare to rely on the defense of the body to resist...

Jibril's eyes were full of excitement and curiosity, and she said in a pleading tone.

"No, I finally found out about such an interesting thing. I will never leave. If this is the case, then I will become the master's servant, and I will be played with my body wantonly in the future."

However, it was obvious that she was saying such humiliating words, but Jibril showed an idiot-like smile again, making Masamune almost unable to tell who was taking advantage.

I have to say that although she has a beautiful face and a perfect figure, she always looks like a slut. This feature is probably only done by Jibril, a Flügel extra.

"I said, God of War Artoxiu is your creator, so you betrayed him so easily?"

"My gratitude to Mr. Artoxiu is only created, and by the way, I am helping him find the 'answer' he needs, that's all.

But I don't admit that the guy who has been sitting on the cold bench for a hundred years without moving a step is my 'master'!

And isn't the reason something very simple?Winners and losers, losers are the spoils of winners, if I beat you, I will ask you to dedicate everything to me, until I lose interest. "

Jibril said so naturally.

It's hard to imagine this coming from the Flügel's mouth.

You must know that the master-servant relationship between God of War and the Flügel has long been established, and the other Flügel regarded Artosh's words as the truth, but only Jibril dared to deny her creator.

This may be the particularity of her being an "outsider individual".

Lying in Masamune's arms, Jibril sincerely swore in the most solemn tone:

"I, Jibril, am the monster who yearns for the unknown the most, searching for all knowledge, and your existence is what I am looking for!

So as long as you let me stay by your side and understand the unknown world, even if it makes me an enemy of Artosh, the creator, I will not hesitate! "

Hearing this, Zhengzong was speechless. Looking at Jibril's eagerness to join the enemy, he felt that he still underestimated the opponent's lower limit.

But as an Lsp, it is not a normal man to refuse at this time.

So Zhengzong nodded noncommittally, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Jibril's head, and said with a smile.

"In this case, then make up your mind to face the strongest god with me!

Because sooner or later, I will pull him down from the "strongest" throne! "

Hearing this, Jibril's expression froze, and then her immature cheeks were immediately filled with excitement.