I Am Bound to Two Chat Groups After Death

Ex-Machinas are actually afraid of death, this... this is unprecedented!

The expression on her face became more excited.

——The rarity of this head has become even higher!

However, do you want to take it back and study it?

Although being a Flügel only needs to fight, Jibril, as an extra individual, has a different thinking logic from other Flügel.

If this kind of rare thing is placed in the chat group, maybe it can bring her some points, and then give her more opportunities to fight other strong people from different worlds... From this perspective, the value of capturing alive should be more high.

After all, if such a rare Ex-Machina dies, its value will be gone, leaving only the value of collection.

However, the white dragon may come after him at any time.

But at this time... It should be faster to remove the head directly, and it would be much more troublesome to capture it alive.

Which one should I choose?

Jibril couldn't help but fell into short thoughts.

"... Shubi... doesn't want to die, Shubi... can't die."

Shubi didn't know what was going on in Jibril's heart, she just looked at Jibril with pleading eyes.

"...This machine has been disconnected...as an Ex-Machina...it has no value..."

"...so... I implore you...hope...let Hubby go..."

But the excited expression on Jibril's face became more and more intense.

How could such a valuable Ex-Machina be let go!

Among her options, the only option is to remove the head, capture it alive and study it in the chat group, maybe sell it for points, and then she can challenge more powerhouses from different worlds!

"The Ex-Machinas actually begged, the rarity is getting higher and higher—"

Jibril decided to take it back first, and take the head off as a collectible if it is worthless. This is the best option

only……

Before she started to act, not far from here, the space began to fluctuate.

"Little Feather—oh, and the scrap iron, it's all here."

The white dragon came across the space, and the moment it landed, it swung its tail, and its berserk attack swept across the surroundings of Jibril and Hubie at the same time.

"Tsk, exactly at this time!"

Now even the head is ruined!

Damn reptiles!

Jibril had already cut the white dragon to pieces countless times in her heart, so she could only look at Shubi's direction regretfully, and then prepared to avoid the white dragon's attack.

however.

Just when she was planning to use space transfer to leave here——

In the void in front of the white dragon, a gap suddenly and silently opened.

A plain-looking iron sword protruded out of it without warning.

From the gap in that space, the boy's hearty laughter could be vaguely heard.

"There is still one dish to go with the wine!"

"Okay! Then I'll drink with this keel!"

Bailong's deep pupils suddenly widened, and that was the last time he opened his eyes to look at the world.

I saw the iron sword thrust out suddenly, as if cutting off the space, and pierced straight into the body of the dragon spirit.

There was also an irresistible energy on the iron sword, and in just an instant, the mighty dragon spirit turned into light particles and floated in the air.

Jibril stared blankly at this scene.

All that remained in her eyes was the iron sword that pierced through the space, and after it disappeared with the wind, only an indestructible keel remained.

……Do not.

Even the keel was picked up by the iron sword, and then disappeared in the eyes of the Flügel girl along with the crack in the space.

And the Ex-Machina girl Shubi also took advantage of this time to escape.

But Jibril has no time to care about that special Ex-Machina.

She was completely immersed in the shocking scene where the sword pierced the body of the dragon spirit and finally killed it.

"Whose iron sword is it?"

"Across the distant space, this single blow killed the dragon spirit..."

Most importantly, Jibril always felt that that drunken voice seemed a little familiar.

And that familiar "death" scene.

This made the Flügel girl feel a bit more guessing.