The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

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ps: I don’t like to explain some plots, whether it is water or excessive, including the intention of some plot developments, I don’t want to explain too clearly. Firstly, it lacks a sense of surprise, and secondly, it will lead to my own confusion. What a sense of accomplishment.

The plots I wrote are basically original, and there is a big difference from the original. The development of the plot has its logic and rationality, including why there is no fighting and killing in this volume until now. The reason is very simple... The ancient game life A big war is not a war that can be resolved by 'force'. The goal is for HE. It is best not to die.

If you want no one to die, what is the method?Raise the favorability of the whole camp.

I just explain this kind of thing once.

The original performance of this book is very mediocre, and it is also the product of impulsive pitting, but I am very careful about the update and the plot, and I don't want to fool the readers. If you think there is something wrong, you can feel free to mention it, but I will never change it.

Accept criticism, decline advice.

This was originally a self-proclaimed book. If it weren't for the lack of a suitable book to write, I would have long ago... As for changing my creative thinking to interrupt my pleasure?Impossible, non-existent, simply impossible.

That's all for the nonsense, good night everyone, the latest update is late because the ice field is out, um, I can't extricate myself from hunting.

Chapter 320 Three Ways to End the Great War

Sky City, Abant Heim, on the throne between the Jade Thrones.

Artoxiu was sitting on the throne, she held her cheek with a fist in one hand, her normally restrained wings were slightly raised, her eyes that had been idle for tens of thousands of years concealed a little sharpness, she stared at the scene in the distant land... The gods have the power to change the world, their eyes can patrol the earth, and their consciousness reaches everywhere, but they can't see everywhere.

Senshen took the initiative but did not cover it up. Anyway, he was attacking his own territory. Even if he aroused the suspicion of other gods, he would hardly attract more attention, but Artoxiu did not look away for a long time, staring at the transformed The heart of a scorched enchanted forest.

On the ground between the jade thrones, Azrael raised her head slightly, and also stared at the magical landscape in the center of the hall, her gaze was slightly astonished. She seemed to have seen a familiar figure for a moment, but she didn't dare to say it lightly.

"It's him." Artoxiu said calmly: "The first individual, your heart is shaking."

"I'm sorry, my lord..." Azrael clenched her fingers, "I'm just complaining about my incompetence and the consequences of my mistakes. If I could have done better, perhaps such a result would not have happened gone."

There was regret in her heart. If she hadn't been persuaded to have feminine restraint, if she had hugged the pillow and stuck to Su Bai for 24 hours from the beginning, she wouldn't have given him the opportunity to leave Abantheim, let alone What happened now... She was not sure of surviving the direct attack from the Senjin in the domain of the elves.

That's the Deity Species... Fifty Flügel can defeat a Conglong, and the Deity Species whose strength is equal to or even surpassed that of the Dragon King will require the Flügel to pay a huge price to defeat them. Azrael knows that In the battle of killing gods that he once performed, he personally faced the terrifying power of the gods. In that battle, more than one hundred Flügel died.

It is absolutely impossible for a child like Su Bai to survive the attack of the Deity Species.

Azrael thought so in her heart, almost couldn't bear to look at it, but Artosh's voice made her focus her eyes again.

"Take it." God of War raised his head slightly, her voice concealed amazement and joy: "This is really..."

"Eh?" Azrael looked at the magic light and shadow, a dilapidated ruin was reflected in the water-colored ripples, and above the scorched and shattered earth, there was a pair of golden wings stretched out, the wings that were too bright and too dazzling released golden light. Bright, like a burning star, with the brilliance of stars, Su Bai stood facing the sky with his wings on his back.

At first, the individual's gaze froze: "How... is this possible? How did you do it?" Then she slightly shifted her gaze to look at Artoxiu: "My lord, please allow the stupid me to make a request to you... ..."

"It's not the power I bestowed." Artoxio denied her conjecture: "I didn't give him so many gifts, and I didn't give him the talent that the Flügel got. This is his own power, not from God. The power of the marrow...it is because of this that I feel joyful and happy...it is able to withstand the full blow of the upper gods, how it is done, I also want to ask clearly."

She seldom speaks so many words, the more she speaks, the more she expresses the surprise in her heart, and the more she expresses her joyful joy.

The Deities would also be surprised, her reaction fell into Azrael's eyes, but it made the Flügel even more terrified, because it was not just happy, she even heard a hint of eagerness from this tone.

Artoxiu raised his finger, and the magic projection dissipated: "This is the end of today's report, the first individual, you can step back."

"Then, about searching for Su Bai..." Azrael tried to win over.

"Don't worry about it."

"Yes..." She lowered her head irresistibly, and stepped back from the throne.

On the way to leave, Rafael was waiting for her: "Is the report over?"

"Hmm..." Azrael was in a very depressed mood: "My lord is very happy, you have noticed it just now... The gods have made a move."

"I saw it too." Raphael stared at the tree house below: "Many Flügel have seen it and noticed it... Even Sen God's full blow can't kill him, and the Flügel's sky strike is not at all It’s worth mentioning that you couldn’t stop him back then, but now you can explain it clearly.”

"That's not what I want to talk about." Azrael clenched her fists: "I don't understand, I just don't understand! Why did my lord show such a happy expression? Why did he choose to leave? Why did he still provoke me? Senshen?" She didn't even add the customary "meow" at the end of the sentence, her heart was shaken, and she rested her forehead with one hand: "I thought Jibril's idea was very ridiculous, and now I don't understand it at all... ...Why is it like this all of them?"

"Azrael, you need to calm down." Raphael frowned slightly: "I can understand that you were obsessed with Jibril in the past, but your overreaction now is a failure...We have no right to question the Lord's thoughts , and there is no way to interfere with other people's freedom, he was not a Flügel from the beginning."

"I know, even so, I think he is an individual that cannot be lost." Azrael said disappointedly: "I am everyone's older sister, and I am obliged to take good care of my younger sisters, but... I am stupid and can't treat anyone I can only care about problem children...Teaching and correcting immature juniors is my responsibility."

"...You have really changed a lot." Raphael looked at Azrael, she was the most ruthless killing weapon in the past: "Even you have become human, so I believe that your heart is actually understandable."

"Understand what?"

"I understand that Su Bai and my lord are different from us from the very beginning. They are talking on different levels." Raphael told the truth lightly, and also revealed a point that other Flügel could not agree with : "I was actually jealous. In the past, I was jealous of Jibril, because she was favored by the Lord, so weak, so presumptuous and reckless, but was protected by the Creator. I also thought about why, and finally... ..."

"finally?"

"I didn't get an answer, or rather, I got an answer that I couldn't understand." Raphael pressed his heart: "Not everyone is given this qualification, and I know very well that I can't be Jibril , so I let go of this jealousy, and turned it into watching and admiring... Jibril has created a great cause, which has attracted our attention, if she is like this, what about the other?"

She slowly said: "Jibril is a Flügel, our kind, even though she is special, she is still a member of the Flügel, no matter how abnormal she is as a weapon, she is just a 'strange weapon', But what about Su Bai? He was not a Flügel from the very beginning, he was neither of the same kind, nor did he have the same way of thinking, the same living environment, the same values... You try to understand him, it is just a kind of arrogance."

Azrael was dumb, she stopped talking, and even her opening became dull and stiff.

Raphael said more firmly: "And the moment you really understand him, you will start to change, Azrael, you will change into another look, into a look that you don't even know... ...this is an undeniable fact!"

"So, give up...Su Bai and my lord stand at a level that neither you nor I can understand. There is nothing to be sad about. It is just as a weapon, and the value of our existence is to kill."

"For us, there is no way to understand each other. Killing, destroying, plundering... This is the way of communication of the Flügel. We are not luxurious enough to have so many rich emotions. How can we understand?"

The feelings of the Flügel are very weak. It is not a physical defect, but a quality that the longevity race must have. Their life cycle is too long, and the calculation time is calculated in years. Therefore, the longer the race, the more it refuses to change. Even emotions are gradually fading and degrading, not to mention that apart from communicating with the same race, the Flügel only repeat wars and killings. How can such a group's emotions be enriched?

They live for the war, exist for the war, and die for the war.

Because of this, they couldn't know why the Creator wanted what, and it was even more impossible for them to understand what Su Bai was looking for.

"Raphael is always so smart." Azrael breathed a long sigh of relief: "After chatting with you, I suddenly feel better meow... I see, I've been worrying about some meaningless things meow, From the very beginning, I shouldn't have tried to communicate with words, meow, the Flügel has never been a race that uses words to talk, from the very beginning, I should have done so, meow."