Vol 6 Chapter 43: To dream (fog)
Jibril had a dream on the first night when he returned to the royal capital of the forest.
It is not the hallucinations of ordinary human beings due to the activity of the cerebral cortex, but the absolutely real dreams, dreams derived from extraordinary power.
That is a high throne. Below the throne, a girl with a complicated aperture above her head is slowly walking over. This girl, Jibril knows, obviously, is the first individual of the Skywing species, Aziz Lil.
As soon as he saw this throne, Jibril knew what had happened. This should be a memory image that Azriel had transmitted to himself.
When he reached the throne of money, Azriel in the dream image put away his wings, lowered the light wheel, and slowly knelt down.
"How about'Extra Entity, Jibril'?"
Sitting comfortably on the throne, is a man exposing rocky muscles——
As the strongest **** of war, the creator of the skywing species-the **** spirit species Artesh.
A huge body twice the size of the girl below the stairs, with a black beard as thick as steel, and the 18 wings behind it clung to her body like a coat.
As long as he was staring at him with sharp eyes that radiated golden light on his deep face, Azriel only felt a numbness in his mind.
But Azriel knew very well. Even this pair of Wei Rong who has to be awed and intoxicated--
It's just the scales of one's own creator, a drop of water in the sea, a trivial manifestation of its mighty power.
"My lord, Jibril had made a bet with a human when he was on a mission before, so Jibril now swears allegiance to that human."
Although Azriel made such a report in a respectful gesture of prayer, she honestly felt that the matter was inexplicable.
Humans, to her, are not even livestock. In Azriel's eyes, that weak power is like a group of microbes, which can kill a piece of it with a wave of her hand-no matter how many humans. When they get together, they only become larger microorganisms, which are insignificant at all.
As long as a skywing species launches an attack at will, it can be completely wiped out without giving those microorganisms any corresponding opportunities.
This is clearly the case.
Therefore, Azriel was also full of doubts about Jibril who had been loyal to a human.
"—Really. Haha, is that right—"
As if he had calculated something, Azriel also couldn't understand his intentions for the Lord of War who made a deep laugh.
The Lord never speaks much. Because of this, she couldn't guess what the Lord was thinking.
——No, she couldn't help being ashamed of her arrogance.
With such a trivial existence of oneself, it is an extremely disrespectful behavior to speculate on the God's heart of the Lord as deep as an abyss.
The Lord is the strongest, and the Lord is the apex. The strongest **** of war, Artesius-the king of kings.
Supremacy-as the person who embodies the concept of ‘war’, he is invincible, because the strongest is the strongest.
However, Azriel hadn't heard the Lord's laugh for a long time-that extremely brave and heroic smile.
For tens of millions of years, the Lord has just sat on the throne with a sad face, full of fatigue, with his cheeks supported—
However, now he looked quite happy.
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"It's almost here—it seems that someone who wants to kill me has finally appeared."
Hearing these words, Azriel couldn't help but take a breath-how come? ——She frowned and replied.
"On this land, there can be no enemies that can beat the Lord."
Regarding the melancholy of the Lord, Azriel still knew the reasons for it-because the Lord was the God of War.
——The so-called war is fighting each other.
Competing, fighting, killing and being killed, using their own life and death as a bet, constantly hone their soul and existence.
The repeated cycle of fighting and fighting is the concept that gave birth to the Lord, and it is also his essence.
Therefore, the Lord will stand on the battlefield calling for killing intent.
Detest it, be angry, be rebellious, take your fragile life, use all your wisdom, and launch stupid challenges.
With overwhelming power to completely overwhelm all that-that is the ‘strongest’ boil down.
Spreading martial arts to the world, demonstrating the existence of power and law, is defined as the strongest existence, and that is the Lord.
... But unilateral slaughter-that of course cannot be called a ‘war’.
Therefore-the Lord will be silent in this long languor.
"The strongest without a challenger... what is the point?"
Suddenly, the Lord erased his smile and looked down at the lower realm with extremely cold eyes——
His gaze fell on the royal capital of the forest.
It was a small biological settlement in the eyes of Tianyi.
However, he was able to see things that Skywing could not.
"Azilil, go down... Remember what you will see in the future, witness history, and witness what war is."
Azriel didn't say anything.
She didn't know what the God of War meant.
In the end, she could only retreat humbly.
At this moment, the dream came to an abrupt end.
Jibril smiled slightly: "Senior, did you spend so much effort just to let me watch the movie? If so, I really have to doubt your interest."
"...Jeep, you know that I didn't mean that. I am very worried about you now. I am worried that you will be manipulated by that human body and mind... In that case, people will kill that human... "
Speaking of this, Azriel, who suddenly appeared in Jibril's dream, showed a bloodthirsty smile.
"Hehe, if you can do it, please try it..." Jibril opened his mouth and revealed a smile that was far more terrifying than Azriel! ..
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