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"Hey, where is this place?"

Looking at the dense jungle in front of him, Saitama's face was filled with astonishment, and his entire face turned directly into the shape of a braised egg.

A pair of dead fish eyes constantly looked at the surrounding environment. Without hesitation, Saitama turned around and tried to open the door behind him again...

However, his arms just exerted little force and he fell directly to the ground beside the door behind him, raising a cloud of dust...

Saitama: "..."

He stretched out his hand and scratched his bald head. Saitama didn't scratch it, but luckily, as soon as he scratched the rest, he realized that something was wrong. A thin layer of something seemed to have fallen on his shiny bald head...

He patted his head hard to shake off the thin layer of things, and only then did Saitama see the true form of the thing.

"Is it snowing? Or is it gray snow?"

Lifting his head to look at the sky, Qi Yu finally saw the gray spots of Sisila La, falling from the sky like snowflakes.

And high in the sky, there are two figures or meteorites colliding with each other, usually constantly colliding with each other. These gray spots are from the center of the collision of the figures, spraying out in all directions...

"It's not snow..."

"By the way, there seems to be a person up there. It should be a human, even though it has wings..."

As if he had discovered something, Saitama's original dead fish eyes suddenly became sharper, and his original stewed egg painting style also became more angular...

The ground beneath his feet cracked like a biscuit, and Saitama's eyes were covered by shadows.

The next moment, the earth cracked and an afterimage rose to the sky...

…

High above the clouds, two figures looked at each other in the sky.

One of them is a beautiful girl, but anyone in this world who sees him or her will immediately change his face...

Those light-like wings, and the geometrically shaped halo that resembles a race certificate floating on the side of his head, would make even the gods look askance.

Because she was born to annihilate gods, a weapon created by the strongest god of war. She is the sixth in the racial order, an angel symbolizing death, the incarnation of disaster, and the announcer of death. She is also interested in collecting leaders of other races.

A single strike from a Flügel capable of destroying mountains and rivers...

The other figure is a majestic and beautiful dragon covered with white down. Under the sun, the whole body is exuding crystal clear, with a pair of white wings stretched out, like a dreamlike and beautiful giant dragon.

Dragons are powerful representatives in this world. They are born from the corpses of gods and are one of the most powerful beings in the world.

They control their own past and future, and the power in any scale is the sum of all the Elf power of a Flügel.

Even the Flügels, which are known as god-killing weapons, would not be willing to fight with them unless they were fighting in a legion.

However, the Flügel in front of it was not an ordinary Flügel, but Jibril, an extraneous individual who was an outlier among the entire Flügel.

The extra individual Jibril is different from other Flügels. She was specially created because of the confusion of the God of War. She is a defective product and an alien.

When Jibril was first created by the God of War, as a final feather, her basic abilities were lower than the normal level of a Flügel.

But unlike other Flügels who are stuck in their ways, Jibril carries the God of War's desire to prove the strongest, has the ability to learn and evolve independently, and has the ambition to grow from the weakest to the strongest.

After countless challenges to the limit, countless attempts to resurrect from death, various life-defying challenges to the strong men of other races, and further learning and progress, Jibril's power has now become the strongest among the Flügels...

But Jibril is not satisfied with this, her goal has never been more than that...

"To the 'strongest', you and I are both 'weak'. Since we are both 'weak', it makes no sense that I cannot defeat other 'weak'."

It is with this concept in mind that Jibril extends her butcher knife to those stronger than herself, to the giants, to the dragons...

Today this was just a routine challenge for her.

With a confident and flamboyant smile on her face, the girl with double energy on her waist and hair as gorgeous as a rainbow, but with murderous aura all over her body, instantly appeared in the hand of the girl with a dark energy sword.

The spirit power compressed to the extreme even caused the space above the tip of the sword to become slightly distorted. Just by gently waving the sword, the light and shadow of the sword passed, the space vibrated, and the air flow took on the shape of air ripples.

With a quick swing of the sword, the floating clouds around him were instantly cut open, and the space was filled with a layer of blood. Even the land thousands of meters away was under this out-of-reach attack.

A long crack was torn open...

"Ouch————"

Seeing that Jibril actually dared to attack him alone, the flying white dragon was instantly angry. A mere Flügel, with the same size as her scales, dared to do this! This is a violation of the dragon spirit.

Such an absolute humiliation for her...

Immediately, she opened her ferocious mouth, and the terrifying dragon language roared out of her mouth.

In an instant, the two attacks collided with each other, and the sound waves and shock waves formed collided with each other, causing the surrounding land and mountain peaks to continuously collapse, with gravel flying everywhere, cracks overflowing, and extreme violence...

This is the terror of the upper race. Just the aftermath can affect everything around. In front of this group of "beings", the "creatures" of the lower race can only be crushed like ants by the aftermath...

Jibril's Flügel racial level is obviously much lower than that of the dragon elf. At the moment of collision, the sword energy she displayed was directly shattered by the white dragon's roar.

And the roar that shattered her sword energy did not stop, hitting her body heavily. Fortunately, she had the defensive magic learned from the forest elves. These lower-level species themselves do not have high control over elves.

Therefore, these tricks are basically used to break a steel hammer in half.

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Although she was a little embarrassed, Jibril herself really deserved to take this blow...

Seeing this, Jibril's face suddenly broke into a smile.

"Not everything made by the weak is useless."

"Compared to that group of monkeys, we are undoubtedly stronger, but the things he created can have a decisive effect in our battle. Do you think this god is not magical?"

"Boring~"

Bailong completely ignored Jibril's crazy words. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of terrifying elf power. In an instant, the space was distorted, and the brutal power almost enveloped every part of Jibril's body.

corner……

But in the next moment, Jibril's figure disappeared directly from the place. When she appeared again, her figure had already appeared behind Bailong, and there was a small thing in her hand.

"Shua~"

A harsh sound broke through the air, and a scale on Bailong's body exploded, and Jibril's figure also appeared next to Bailong.

At this moment, the gadget in her hand has turned into a huge, dark, constantly vibrating sickle...

Holding a terrifying sickle in hand, Jibril's figure kept flashing beside the white dragon. Without waving the sickle in her hand, the slender elven power turned into threads that continuously connected the earth and the sky.

However, Jibril's change only made the white dragon a little panicked. Basically, the white dragon adapted in an instant, turned around and blew Jibril away again with a dragon roar.

There is a certain reason for the ordering of races in the game No Life Zero. For example, the current White Dragon and Jibril.

Every time Jibril attacks with all her strength, she can only see one of the scales of the White Dragon, but whenever she makes a mistake in her defense, she will face serious injury or even death...

After a battle, Jibril was completely at the end of her strength. Her whole body was filled with large and small cracks, and bits of starlight jumped out from the cracks. If she withstood a few more attacks, she would probably die on the spot...

…

"Is it really a bit worse?"

Slowly taking back the huge scythe in her hand, Jibril looked at the white dragon roaring at her, and the light suddenly flashed in her hands, and three black iron balls appeared directly in her hands.

The next moment, Jibril smiled.

"But it doesn't matter~ As a weak person, failure is the norm for me. If I want to win, I need to see the one in ten thousand or one in a million miracle. I have enough time."

Three pitch-black iron balls flew out of Jibril's hands, and then exploded violently in the air...

These three iron balls are the technological products of the gnomes. They are said to be technologies, but in fact they are also magic props driven by elves, but they appear to be covered with a layer of technology.

After the iron ball explodes, it will produce a wave that interferes with the Elf Corridor, which can prevent other individuals from making space jumps or interfere with the enemy's tracking. It can be used to chase the enemy or retreat.

At the moment when the iron ball exploded, Jibril's figure disappeared without a trace...

After all, the iron ball was just a mass-produced product created by the lower species. Its impact on the upper species was limited for a limited time. Almost in the next moment, the white dragon roared and directly destroyed this so-called crystallization of goblin technology. But if you want to

It is obviously impossible for Jibril to pursue...

"Damn feathers..."

Upon discovering Jibril's escape, Bai Longdang raised his head and let out a roar, an angry roar that shook the entire area.

But at this moment, a soft voice sounded from beside her, suddenly attracting her attention...

"Arnold~, you should be able to speak. Where is this place? And I seemed to see someone here just now. Why is she missing?"

Bailong turned her head and saw a flash bomb suddenly flashing into her eyes, but if she looked carefully and looked where it was, it was clearly a bald head that was giving off a bright white light under the sun...

Bailong was immediately confused when he could see the whole bald head clearly.

You must know that this is an altitude of 10,000 meters, and it is basically impossible for even the so-called bloody orcs among the group of orcs on the ground to reach here.

And the most important thing is that Bailong didn't feel any elven power in the man in front of him...

Although the beastmen cannot control the power of spirits, the content of spirits in their bodies is not small...

There are only two types of this world that have zero compatibility with elves, or one type in the eyes of most races - beasts, and humans who are regarded as a type of beasts by most races...

How could a weak human being appear at such a high altitude?!

Bailong suddenly thought of a possibility - the hairy monkey in front of her might be the one thrown by the Flügel who claimed to be Jibril just now to humiliate her...

When I thought of this possibility, bursts of fire suddenly came directly from Bailong's heart, and then turned into terrifying elf power and surged out around...

"Damn Flügel, you actually used a hairless monkey to humiliate me! The next time I see you, it will be your death!!!"

Bailong's words were not avoided at all, so Saitama naturally heard them clearly. When he heard that he was called a hairless monkey, Saitama's whole body suddenly became hairy on the spot, even though he had no hair...

"Hey, bastard, who are you calling the hairless monkey?!"

Bailong completely ignored Saitama's shouting. Not to mention a hairy monkey at a height of 10,000 meters, even if a beastman came, he would fall to death on the spot. Therefore, she completely ignored this guy who suddenly appeared.

It means to simply flap the wings and leave directly.

Letting Saitama fall to his death is already the greatest gift that Bailong can give to this guy who, in Bailong's view, is a complete disaster...

But these are Bailong's thoughts, and Saitama obviously cannot understand these things.

"Asshole!!! Tell me clearly!! Who are you calling a hairless monkey?!!"

Seeing the white dragon that was about to fly away without any regard for his own roar, the veins on Saitama's forehead were like a spider web...

With a pair of serious stares like bells, looking at the white dragon that was about to fly out of his sight, Saitama stopped pretending, he showed his cards, he is a superhero who protects mankind...

After landing hard, Saitama stepped on the ground and dug a pit that was much deeper than Saitama himself.

But at this time, Saitama had no time to care about these things. He raised his head with a gloomy expression, his eyes completely covered by shadows.

The next moment, his figure rose directly from the ground and rushed directly towards the huge figure flying ten thousand meters in the sky...

"Everyone of you, please listen carefully to me!!!"