When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 885

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

"Foundation? Combat power and intelligence foundation?"

"... That's right... But... The purpose of the Flügel is also the Star Cup... If the God of War gets the Star Cup... the world will fall into even greater chaos..."

Whoever gets the star cup is fine. Most people or gods get the star cup, and the war can be ended, but Artoxiu, the god of war of the Flügel, can't. Rick knows this very well even if Shubi doesn't need to say it.

Because the creator of the Flügel, the god of war, Artosh's essence is war, and war is to kill each other, to ravage everything with overwhelming power, to show strength and law, to define the strongest god, then It 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 after receiving the star cup, which will only make the situation worse, although...it is hard for them to imagine how this world that has been severely damaged can be improved. It's just bad.

If you think about it seriously, the gods who will participate in this kind of war are actually not a good option. No matter who wins in the end of those gods, can that kind of god really bring a better world than the present?

Under such circumstances, for the two of them, Conglong, who is much stronger than Yanlong, comparable to high-level or even top-level gods, but relying on tyrannical strength to be neutral, and Yongye, whose situation is unknown but human, are the key points. breakthrough.

It's just...they have no way to get in touch with Conglong, whether Conglong will listen to them, how to persuade Conglong is a problem, the most important thing is that Conglong is said to be sleeping somewhere in the world, and no one knows where to sleep I'm afraid they will all be dead when Conglong wakes up. After all, it's normal for dragon spirits with eternal lifespan to sleep for hundreds of years.

So according to the method of elimination, it seems that Yong Ye is the only hope to break the deadlock, but whether Yong Ye is human or not is worth exploring.

So, in this weather where the external death storm was howling, while playing chess, the two seriously thought about how to deal with this matter.

Shubi and Rick, the couple in name, went out, but Yongye and Jibril were still nestling in the room of the settlement.

There are two people living in the small room, and Yong Ye has nothing to complain about due to the restrictions in the settlement, and Jibril also doesn't care about this kind of thing, even though the room is many times smaller than her room, And the fact that there are two people squeezed together is just fine for her, or does she wish it was smaller?

I don't know if it was Rick's words that made Jibril feel enlightened, or some other reason, Jibril has been staring at Yongye these days.

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

"...Do you really have nothing to do?"

"Nothing to do~"

Leaning on the table with her elbows and resting her chin, her eyes were fixed on Jibril who stared at Yongye. Her natural response made Yongye speechless.

Under such circumstances, Yong Ye stood up after thinking for a while, intending to find something to do, although he was in a weak stage, but it was simple, and the problem of ultra-close space movement should not be a big problem, anyway, there is no point in nesting here .

"...Since you are idle and bored, let's go out. I just want to go outside and try space movement."

"OK~ let's go now~"

As soon as Yong Ye finished saying this, Jibril disappeared from the spot, and was hugged from behind immediately after that, and immediately disappeared into the room with Yong Ye.

There is 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 avoid fighting. In other words, unlike Hubie who needs to hide herself, she has enough fighting power to Guaranteed to deal with the attackers, and I also want to fight to exercise my muscles.

Yong Ye clearly knew what Jibril was thinking, but he could do nothing about it. After being let go, he turned around and flicked Jibril's forehead.

"Stop thinking about fighting all the time, do something interesting, and...why do you want to teleport with me?"

"Isn't the Ex-Machina the best at analysis? Last night in the alley, I asked that abandoned doll what love and affection are. I wanted to know the objective deduction of the Ex-Machina. She said it was..."

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

Before Jibril, who was covering her forehead because of being bounced, but still smiling like a flower, could finish speaking, Yong Ye interrupted her.

There are a lot of things that Yong Ye wanted to complain about in this matter, but he gave up talking about the theory with Jibril, and guessed that she probably blocked Shubi in the middle of the night in the corner of the settlement, and Shubi probably said that It is the "heart" that can be experienced by skin-to-skin contact to Rick last time.

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

According to Jibril, who has no concept of reproduction, skin-to-skin contact should be held to feel warmth, love and the feeling of being needed through behaviors such as being hugged and touched.

Gaining peace of mind from this kind of behavior of skin-to-skin relationship is very common among ordinary creatures, and many creatures are also longing 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 this kind of question, but for Jibril who only needs a general direction, it is also a good channel of information. It is impossible to win a reasoned debate with a robot, that is to say, The truth may be unexpectedly reliable, although the lack of sensibility in it is sometimes wrong.

After the conversation with Jibril was completely impossible, under the long-lost blood-colored sky, Yong Ye tried to use the new space movement magic of the elves' Flügel, which had long been mixed with the concept of magic.

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

"Today's weather is really nice~"

"...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 rather bad weather made him really disagree with Jibril.

"Not good? It's not raining or snowing. Isn't the weather already good?"

"Is that just based on the way of thinking of your race? Or... Could it be that you think the weather is really good?"

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

Jibril stretched her wings and opened her amber eyes, looking a bit incredulous. Similarly, her serious look made Yong Ye feel unbelievable.

"...The sky is completely covered by dust, and the sun can't appear at all. It's almost like a half-dead cloudy sky. The air quality is also terrible. No matter how you think about it, it won't get better, right?"

"But the world has always been like this."

"No...Although maybe you haven't been born yet, this world is like this, but the world itself shouldn't be like this."

"The world before the war?"

"Well... I'll let you see it if I have a chance."

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

"No... don't ask so many questions now, anyway, I'll let you see."

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

Although she didn't know the meaning of Yong Ye's words, Jibril didn't refute or ask questions, she just nodded with a smile and looked up at the dusty, bright red sky again.

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

Jibril's gaze finally shifted away, Yong Ye should have breathed a sigh of relief, but then thought of the inexplicable problem before. Jibril actually has a fundamental conflict with him, and it doesn't seem too good to keep it hidden? But……

In terms of standpoint, Jibril has enough awe for the god of war, Artosh, unlike Xin Ke, a girl who does not worship the gods. , but sometimes they are called seniors and older sisters. Azrael also said that Artosh, the god of war, is their father, so they are sisters. She also always wanted Jibril to call her older sister.

Under such circumstances, Yong Ye has no way to speak, right? What did you say that I will kill your father... Then there is indeed a premonition that they will turn against each other in an instant, what should we do at that time?

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

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

Noticing Yong Ye's gaze, Jibril was overjoyed, and her saliva seemed to be about to flow down again.

"You... can't you change the habit of drooling if you have nothing to do? It's really unhygienic..."