The Endless Shuttle

"I, the master of Tianyi, stood in the "strongest" position since birth, and there is no doubt that he is the "strongest" existence in this world, but this limited his thinking. Because it is the strongest, there is no point to consider other things, so I can't answer the question from my humble self. "

"Ah."

Luo Pei hung a somewhat ferocious smile.

"Is it really good to just brag about your creator like this? Maybe at some point in the future, Artoxiu's "throne" will no longer belong to him..."

"Maybe."

It was rare that Jibril as a creature did not deny Artosh's defeat.

"I am no different from my sisters." Jibril said, "The nature of my creation by Lord Artosh is to deny the "strongest", so I will not indulge in the glory of Lord Artosh, but choose One challenge at a time. "

Rope knew this.

The "extra individual" Jibril is an individual created by the God of War in the hope of "true defeat" when he was tortured by the strongest to the point of going crazy. Therefore, Jibril has the "growth" that other Flügel don't have.

Just like repeatedly fighting the dragon spirits, Jibril finally independently killed the dragon spirits that needed fifty Flügel to defeat. Artosh hopes that Jibril can grow to the same height as him, and then end His strongest.

Then, from this result, Artosh could understand the meaning of "the strongest" with a sense of satisfaction.

"I fought desperately, challenging races that were impossible for the Flügel to defeat, in order to reflect my own value."

Jibril stared at Rope.

"But even so, my "growth" is still insignificant to Artosh-sama, just like you can easily nullify the "Ultimate Strike" I tried so hard to use. Master Artosh seems to be tired of me, and turned his attention to you who are stronger and more qualified to challenge him. "

"Interesting. What exactly are you trying to ask?"

Rope's interest was raised.

"Master God of Disaster, Jibril would like to know if the weak will never be able to defeat the strong when the gap between the strong and the weak reaches a certain distance? What is the necessary possibility for the weak to challenge the strong?"

If it is, it proves Artosh's "mistake" in creating her, that is to say, Jibril, a Flügel, is worthless except for killing.

The proud Flügel girl couldn't accept this answer.

Maybe, if Rope admits it here, Jibril will immediately self-destruct.

Don't doubt the madness of the Flügel, under the girl's beautiful smiling face, her heart has long been distorted and shattered.

Chapter 66 The Killing Angel Got Her Answer

After hearing Jibril's question, the scene fell silent for a moment.

The blizzard of spirit skeletons was blowing, and its humming was like the wailing of ghosts, painting the earth with a gloomy and pale color.

"Hmph, what a question of arrogance..."

Rope sneered.

"Although the word "challenge" is not wrong, but ask me how the "weak" can overcome the distance between the "strong"... In your eyes, I am standing in the position of "weak" compared to Artosh ? "

Jibril didn't answer, but the meaning in her eyes was self-evident.

"...Forget it, Artosh is your "father", and you have never seen my power, so it's not surprising that you would think so. "

Arguing meaninglessly, Luo Pei gave up and continued to struggle with this kind of thing.

——Facts will only be written with the most authentic results.

An abnormal storm was born from his side, and Rope blew away the surroundings. The spirit skeletons under this sky made the visibility rise to the point where it was very clear even at night.

"Miss Jibril, your question is generic, which means that there is no single answer. I can answer this question for the sake of your cute appearance and making me feel interesting, but I don't guarantee that it is what you want. .Are you sure you want to listen? From my "predetermined enemy"..."

"Surprisingly, it turns out that the god-like adults are also happy with their appearance. I thought you and your compatriots had transcended the appearance."

"Individuals have individual hobbies." Luo Pei spread his hands: "There are also gods who ask and answer themselves, never find the answer to the question, and go crazy on their own horns."

"That must be a stupid god-species."

"No, that's a cute guy." Rope said meaningfully.

Jibril smiled without asking, then bowed.

"Please be sure to tell me that I really have no one else to ask other than you who was recognized by Mr. Artoxiu."

Her compatriots can't be said to be stupid, but after being brainwashed by Artosh's glory, they have very little independent judgment ability except for fighting.

The leader of the Flügel, the "First Individual", could not even understand Jibril's actions, let alone answer her questions. Other races were also excluded because their hostility was too deep.

Therefore, the only thing left is the "God of War" Artoxi, one of the current overlords on the earth, the "God of Disaster" Rope.

"Come on, let's walk slowly and talk slowly, it's a long way from my destination."

"yes."

Lost a Cthugya, and lost a Jibril.

This period of pre-war travel was unexpectedly not bad.

The Flügel girl followed closely behind the black-haired youth, instead of flying, she stomped on the ground with her slender jade-like legs, and then walked.

Fluorescent feathers shook off from the wings, and then turned into elves and disappeared into the world, and new feathers grew on the white wings.

"You have serious hair loss, don't you?"

"well?!"

Jibril didn't seem to expect that Lopez would start the conversation with this, and she was a little at a loss.

"This...how should I put it..." She clapped her hands and smiled awkwardly.

"This is not hair loss. The "wings" are the Flügel's spirit storage and a device linked to the spirit corridor. Replacing the feathers is just to make the "conductivity" better... By the way, isn't it the time to talk about this now? Lord God of Disaster..."

Luo Pei glanced at the beautiful angel beside him and shrugged.

"It's meaningless if it's too purposeful. Take it easy. First of all, I can be sure that Miss Jibril's question is completely unnecessary fantasy, and there is no so-called insurmountable gap between the strong and the weak."

The top and the bottom are paths that can be climbed, no matter how difficult and elusive the path is, there is no doubt that it exists.

From an ordinary human being to an evil demigod who shocked the starry sky, Luo Pei is the best proof.

You can say that he borrowed Azalia, or that he was favored by evil gods, but no one can deny that this is also a kind of way.

Just like Jibril was born the most powerful Flügel, the mere act of "birth" shortened her climb from the bottom to the top.

Hearing this, the Flügel girl became excited.