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crisis!

Big crisis!

She didn't expect that one day she would face this most troublesome existence alone, but she had to stay calm.

As for Ex-Machines, they will not take the initiative to attack, so they have to behave like an abandoned machine, a counterattack——

"[Question] - What's the matter with the Flügel looking for the Ex-Machina?" Hubi returned to his past expressionless expression and said in an inorganic voice: "[Warning] Leave here. If you are hostile to me, I will Corresponding countermeasures will also be implemented.”

Presumably, this Flügel would not choose to become an enemy of the entire Ex-Machina.

Hubby was betting that the other party would just give up and leave.

But she was unlucky and lost the bet.

"Isn't this okay~? The head of the Ex-Machina is now equal to the level of the Dragon Elf [Rarity 5], right?"

Jibril twisted her body as if troubled, but continued:

"After all, after defeating the Yanlong, it is taboo to attack the mecha. Even within Abant Heim, this is a unified view. The rarity has continued to rise because of this, and it is now a platinum-level head. ”

This is a Flügel habit.

They are good at fighting, warlike, and believe in - "Kill and take what you want, and it is also a gift from God."

Their greatest pleasure is to kill each other and cut off their heads as trophies.

And the one in front of him was an outlier among the Flügels.

He once faced the dragon elf "Completely Distant Light" Risengort alone and successfully killed him. Risengort's head is still hung as a trophy on Abant Heim. superior.

"Besides, don't you bluff anymore? I've already checked before I come back. You're the only analytical body within a radius of 3,000 kilometers." Jibril slowly raised the corners of her mouth, with a devilish smile on her face. Said: "An Ex-Machina that moves in a connected unit actually appears alone~ This is extremely rare~~~~ So don't make any unnecessary struggles anymore, okay? Scrap metal?"

Hearing this, Hubie's heart became heavy and anxious.

Thinking - this is the worst situation!

"Is this quail your friend?"

Su Feng walked over, looked up at the Flügel floating in the sky, and asked bluntly.

As soon as these words came out, both Hubie and Jibril couldn't help but be stunned.

friend?

Shabby quail?

"Oh my god, where did Mr. Monkey come from and talk so shamelessly?"

Although Jibril didn't know what quail meant, the word quail was already an insult to her.

She, a majestic Flügel, was insulted by an inferior monkey!

Unforgivable!

"...Let me hold her back and run away."

Hubi moved faster than Jibril and immediately pushed Su Feng away.

"[Read] Code 1673B743E1F255 Script E starts - [Open] -"

Open up all the weapons that can be deployed at the same time - Hubie declared:

"——Bet on all your weapons...combat power, tactics, strategy...and start trying your best to survive."

Volume 1: Chapter 188: Miscellaneous Quail, what do you want to do to my girl?

"——"Speed ​​limit violation"——!"

Facing the Flügel, Hubie did not dare to be careless. Through calculations, he judged that the best solution to the current battle was a quick victory.

All of Diankai's weapons shot out the ultra-highly concentrated elves in the form of particles.

With such a concentrated level of elves, even the magic-proficient forest elves will die immediately if they touch them. Only the Machina can use the simple, crude, and most powerful magic.

Coupled with the power of the "Speed ​​Control Violation" amplified bombardment, super acceleration was achieved. At that moment, Hubi disappeared from Jibril's sight.

But similarly, this concentration of elves also made it impossible for Hubie to observe Jibril's state.

Therefore, the best decision is to escape!

Although she knew there was no way to escape the pursuit of the Flügel, she at least wanted Su Feng to escape from here!

Thinking of this, Hubi had already begun to move at a speed equivalent to teleportation, but before she could get far, Jibril had already blocked her in front of her through space transfer.

"...You don't think you can get rid of me at this level, do you?"

The high fighting spirit flashing in Jibril's eyes almost condensed into substance. She looked down at Hubi in a condescending manner. At the same time, a blade of light condensed in her hand and swung down with the force of splitting mountains and rocks.

Boom——

It seemed like a simple blow, but it easily tore the earth apart.

Jibril seemed to be toying with her prey, slowly chasing after the Ex-Machina that was constantly escaping, but over time she also noticed the difference in this Ex-Machina.

"Scrap...you don't want to protect that monkey, right?" Jibril speculated on this possibility, her eyes widened slightly, and her pupils shone with incredible light.

"A piece of scrap metal that can only think rationally wants to protect a monkey that has nothing to do with itself...and it's also a lone kind - does that mean it's a defective product?! This and this is more than just a monkey. [Rarity 5] is worth it!”

As Jibril spoke, her starry eyes twinkled, and she hugged her face with her hands, showing an infatuated smile: "Oh hey...oh hey hey hey~~ If you get such a head, everyone must be envious, right?"

She had even imagined herself winning the Flügel competition again and being envied by her sisters.

After all, in the last head competition, she used a dragon elf head to win with an absolute advantage.

If we get the head of this machine-like species again, it won’t be perfect!

Thinking of this, Jibril drooled and thought, while releasing a murderous aura even more deadly than before.

She is sure to kill this mecha, and no one can stop it!

"——"Full Square Cross"——!"

Facing the light blade that was approaching again and could no longer dodge or even defend, Hubi switched between offense and defense. In an instant, he killed the condensed ultra-highly concentrated elves, transformed them into spiritual skeletons, and stretched out a blue spherical particle membrane in front of him.

Boom——

Before the last explosion subsided, a new explosion swept over again.

The impact and energy, which is large enough to wipe small cities off the map, gradually evaporates the land and spreads.

"It's really causing trouble to others... Is the weapon that spreads the corpses really a non-environmentally friendly machine?"

The power of "Full Cross" is enough to kill most creatures due to the impact and high concentration of spiritual corpse contamination, but this scale is like dust in the air to Jibril. She covers her chest in disgust and swings down the light again. The sickle formed by the blade easily broke through Hubi's defense.

But for some reason, Jibril's movements seemed a little slower than before.

Same as predicted.

Hubie confirmed this in his heart.

Although the Flügel is a god-killing weapon and is indeed powerful, it is essentially magic composed by the God of War Artesh. Spiritual remains that hinder magic can also affect the existence of the Flügel.

But Jibril seemed to have already guessed what Hubie was thinking.

"You think you can treat me at this level - Huh?!"

After the dust-like spirit bones dispersed, Jibril was confused because she didn't see Hubie.

"——"Speed ​​Control Violation"——"Apocryphal Code·Yanlong Roar"——!"

The voice came from behind.

The storm of spiritual corpses in the filthy world swept across again, and Yanlong's roar also reappeared again.

Not only that, but with the increase in speed control violation, the power of the crash this time was even more powerful than before.

It was like a torrent of light impacting the earth.

Jibril's eyes widened when she saw the approaching light, and then she was engulfed by the light.

The terrain was rewritten again, and it screamed under the impact of light. The waves surged into the sky, and the scorching air currents rose to the sky, like an open kiln of hell.

Even a dragon elf would not be fine if he was hit directly from such a distance. This was enough power to melt the earth.

But Hubi didn't want to use this move to kill Jibril, because Jibril, as the final individual, was different from other Flügels and was full of infinite uncertainty.

"...But this should be enough to slow her down..."

Hubi, who made this prediction, used the space breaker - "Accelerator" to prepare for space transfer.

But at the moment when the broken space hole wrapped Hubi's body in one direction and was about to close, a pair of white palms forcefully broke the space barrier.

At the same time, a devilish whisper slowly sounded from the other end of the space.

"Oh, what are you talking about? Scrap metal? Where are you planning to go?"

In an instant, Hubi stopped thinking, and his brain fell into a state of shutdown.

This was a scene she had never seen before. She saw that Jibril's hands not only prevented the healing of the spatial barrier, but also used brute force to tear and expand the gap bit by bit under her gaze, and poked her head out. Come in.

Originally, it seemed that the other party was maintaining this kind of movement. She should raise her hand and use the cannon to shout in the face, but now she can't make any movement.

The voice coming from hell is like a face wearing a smile mask——

Let her feel the emotion called "fear" for the first time.

"If you want to escape from me, you shouldn't use long-distance space jumps. Instead, you should use the cover of light and dust to move outside my field of vision and then jump... Ah, let's talk about it again... Could you be—"

"——You think the attack just now can cause damage to me?"

Jibril's understatement echoed quietly in her heart, and the "fear" caused by the unknown situation gradually spread in Hubi's heart, and she suddenly sat down.

Numerous errors, unknowns, incalculable and other alarms sounded one after another.

Definition - This is a "nightmare".

Hubi's core processor became chaotic, and the little emotion she had just realized made it impossible for her to remain absolutely rational.

Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible, how is it possible——! ! !

Indeed, the Yanlong Roar reproduced in the apocryphal book cannot completely reproduce the power of the Collapse Roar, and even a specialized combat body can only reproduce 43.7% of it.

As an analytical body, the value of Hibi is even lower, and it can only reproduce about ten percent.

But the problem is that Yanlong is one of the three kings among the dragon spirits.

Such an individual, at the cost of self-destruction, releases a crashing roar, even if it only reproduces 10%, it is not something that a Flügel can withstand——

How could such a thing happen! ! !

"....You underestimate me too much, I'm just a piece of scrap metal?" Jibril raised the corner of her mouth in a terrifying arc, "But you actually let me use protective magic, which is worthy of praise."

Hearing Jibril's words, Hubie suspected that there was something wrong with her hearing device unit.

The Flügel itself is a kind of magic organized by Artosh.

Therefore, the self-sustaining spell called protective magic should always be deployed.

That is why she calculated that Yan Long Xiao can penetrate.

But this Flügel -

No -

Define it again, the individual in front of him should no longer be counted as Flügel.

It is completely against common sense, against the common sense of the known Flügel race.

A complete exception, Jibril, actually doubted the protection created by the creator Artosh and deployed a more powerful protective magic.

That is not the behavior of the Flügel, this individual is unpredictable...

"In order to bring back the head, I "tried my best" to show mercy, but... now I have changed my mind?"

Hearing this, Hubie's eyes widened again.

What is this [Exception] talking about? Show mercy? ? ?

"Although I don't know if you have a brain..." Jibril slowly put her body into the broken space, "but you seem to be too proud of yourself. Let me help you cool down, forever-"

"Who... who will save Hubie..."

Looking at the white and slender fingertips gradually approaching him, Hubie couldn't help but let out a trembling cry.

It was this cry that caused the opponent's An Lushan claw to hover in the air.