When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"...The Flügel extras and... Mr. Yongye... Maybe they can... provide the foundation..."

"Basic? Combat power and intelligence basis?"

"...Yes...but...the purpose of the Flügel is also the Star Cup...If the God of War gets the Star Cup...the world will be plunged into even greater wars..."

Whoever gets the Star Cup is fine. The vast majority of people or the gods get the Star Cup, and the war can be ended, but only the Flügel's God of War Artixu can't. Even if Hubby doesn't need to say this, Rick is very clear.

Because the creator of the Fluttershy, the **** of war, Artesius, the essence of war is war, and war is fighting each other, to ravage all that with overwhelming force, to show strength and law, to define the strongest god, then Is the reason for the existence of God of War.

The God of War, who already has the essence of war, will naturally work harder to promote the continuation of the war by obtaining the Star Cup, which will only make the situation worse, although... It is difficult for them to imagine this world that has been severely damaged, how can it be changed? That's bad.

Thinking about it again, the gods who will participate in this kind of war are actually not a good choice. No matter who wins the battle between those gods, can that kind of **** really bring about a better world than it is now?

In such a situation, for the two of them, they were much stronger than Yan Long, comparable to high-level or even top-level gods, but relying on tyrannical strength to be neutral, Cong Long, and the unknown but human Eternal Night, all of which were crucial. breakthrough.

It's just... They have no way to reach Cong Long at all. Will Cong Long listen to them? How to convince Cong Long is a problem. The most important thing is that Cong Long is said to be sleeping somewhere in the world, and no one knows where he sleeps. Well, when Conglong wakes up, I'm afraid they'll all be dead. After all, it's normal for dragons with eternal lifespans to sleep for hundreds of years.

Then, according to the exclusion method, it seems that the only hope of breaking the deadlock is Yongye, but whether Yongye is a human being is also worth their investigation.

So, in this external death storm, the two of them played chess while seriously thinking about how to deal with this matter.

Hubby and Rick, the nominal couple, went out, but Yongye and Jibril were still huddled in the settlement's room.

There are two people living in the small room. Due to the conditions in the settlement, Yongye has nothing to complain about, and Jibril also doesn't care about this kind of thing, even if the room is many times smaller than hers, And the situation with two people squeezed is...not bad for her, or does she wish it was smaller?

I don't know if it was Rick's words that gave Jibril a sense of relief, or for some other reason, Jibril has been staring at Yongye these days.

No... This behavior started a long time ago, but the frequency of sight has been higher recently, making Yong Ye, who has finally gotten used to her sight, feels a little weird again.

"...Do you really have nothing to do in your spare time?"

"Nothing to do~"

Resting her cheeks on the table with her elbows, her eyes fixed on Jibril of Yongye, her natural response made Yongye mute.

Under such circumstances, Yong Ye stood up after thinking for a while and planned to find something to do. Although he was in a weak period, it was only simple. The problem of moving in ultra-close space should not be a big problem. Anyway, it is meaningless to stay here. .

"...Since you're bored, let's go out. It just so happens that I want to go outside and have a try on space movement."

"OK~ Then let's go now~"

Just after Yong Ye finished saying this, Jibril disappeared from the spot, and then was hugged from behind, and directly disappeared into the room with Yong Ye.

No doubt... Jibril used spirits in the settlement.

However, there are no other races around here, so there is nothing to worry about, and even if there are other races, Jibril will not evade the battle, or in other words, unlike Hubby who needs to hide herself, she has enough combat power to Guaranteed to deal with the attackers, and also want to fight to move the muscles and bones.

Yong Ye clearly knew Jibril's thoughts, but there was nothing he could do about it. After being released, he turned around and flicked Jibril's forehead.

"Don't think about fighting all the time, do something interesting, and... why are you holding me and teleporting?"

"Isn't the Ex-Machina the best at analysis? I asked the abandoned puppet in the alley last night what the relationship was. I wanted to know the objective inference of the Ex-Machina, and she said..."

"Ah... Needless to say, needless to say, I understand."

Without waiting for Jibril, who was covering her forehead because she was flicked, but still smiling, Yong Ye interrupted her.

There are many things Yong Ye wants to complain about in this matter, but he gave up talking about theories with Jibril, and guessed that she probably blocked Hubby in the middle of the night in an unoccupied corner of the settlement, and Hubby said 80% It is the skin-to-skin relationship that I told Rick last time that can experience the "heart".

It's just that Jibril and Hubby have different understandings of the concept of skin-to-skin relationship. Hubby's idea of ​​skin-to-skin relationship is a metaphor for reproductive behavior, which crosses too many processes at once.

Jibril, who has no concept of reproduction, believes that skin-to-skin kisses should be held to feel the feeling of warmth, love and need through behaviors such as being hugged and stroked.

Obtaining peace of mind from the act of skin-to-skin is very common among ordinary creatures, and many creatures also yearn for this kind of behavior, which comes from the desire for security and close attachment, regardless of race and gender.

It seems silly to ask a robot, but for Jibril who only needs a general direction, it is also a good information channel. It is impossible to win a rational debate with a robot, that is to say, a mechanical The truth may be unexpectedly reliable, although the lack of sensibility in it can sometimes be wrong.

After finishing the conversation with Jibril that was completely impossible, under the long-lost blood-colored sky, Yongye tried to mix the concept of magic, but used the Elf's Flügel's new space movement magic.

Jibril on the side sat suspended in the air, looking up happily at the sky completely covered with red dust, accompanied him to guide him, and at the same time sighed about the weather today.

"The weather is so nice today~"

"...good weather? Sorry, maybe I have a problem with the concept of good, I don't think so at all."

Yong Ye raised his head and glanced at the drowsy sky. The weather was not very good, so he couldn't agree with Jibril.

"Not good? It's not raining or snowing. Is this weather already good?"

"That's just to think about your race's way of thinking? Or... Could it be that you think the weather is really nice?"

"It's not just my race, I think every race thinks this way? The temperature is quite comfortable now, isn't it?"

Jibril stretched her wings and opened her amber eyes, looking a little incredible. In the same way, her serious look made Yong Ye feel incredible.

"...The sky is covered by dust, and the sun has no way to appear. It's almost like a cloudy day that is half-dead, and the air quality is terrible. No matter what you think, it won't be okay?"

"But the world has always been like this."

"No... Although you may not be born, the world is like this, but the world itself shouldn't be like this."

"The world before the war?"

"Well...I'll let you see when I get a chance."

"Let me see? You want me to see this? Illusion?"

"No... don't ask so much now, in short, I'll let you see."

"Really? ... Then I'll wait and see."

Although she didn't know what Yong Ye's words meant, Jibril didn't refute or raise any questions, she just smiled and nodded and looked up at the dusty, bright red sky again.

Perhaps because of Yong Ye's words, for the first time she thought about what color the sky was originally before this never-ending war began, and what the world should be like.

Jibril's eyes finally shifted, Yong Ye should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he thought of the previously inexplicable question. Jibril actually has a fundamental contradiction with him, and it seems that it is not very good to keep it hidden? But……

In terms of stance, unlike Xinke, the girl who was disrespectful to the gods, Jibril has enough awe for the **** of war Artosh. , but sometimes they are called seniors and sisters, Azrael also said that the **** of war Arto is their father, so there are sisters, and also always hopes that Jibril will call her sister.

In this case, Yong Ye has no way to speak, right? Say I'm going to kill your father... There is indeed a premonition that it will turn against each other in an instant, what should I do at that time?

Looking at the girl looking up at the sky and thinking about the past, Yong Ye was silently distressed.

"Mr. Yong Ye, why are you looking at me? Ah, did you finally discover my charm?"

Noticing Yong Ye's gaze, Jibril was a little overjoyed, and her saliva seemed to flow again.

"You... can't you change the habit of drooling? It's really unhygienic..."