The Endless Shuttle

Jibril took a closer look and found that the beast that had been defeated, let alone a river of blood, had no scratches on its neck.

On top of its head, a light red strip appeared in the girl's iris.

Jibril's attack just now only caused the light red strip to drop by about one percent.

Tianyi kind of cleverly understood the game settings, and took a breath at the same time.

"...I'm sorry, I took back what I just said."

The attack power is digitized, the enemy’s life is digitized, and the superimposed damage can kill the opponent. Very simple rules.

The issue is……

She has physical limitations now!

"That...is it too late to quit the game now? Your Lord of Disaster?"

Tianyizhong asked softly with an awkward smile.

Rope did not answer her.

And in the roar, the monster's next wave of attacks came.

After that, things became very simple.

After several confrontations, Jibril only lowered the monster's health bar a bit. After exhaustion, the sharp beast claws easily took the life of the Skywing girl.

The darkness of unconsciousness.

Trance, cold, the illusion of traveling through time and space.

When Jibril got up from the ground holding her head, the surrounding environment changed again.

In a quiet small space, pure white flowers bloom everywhere. A white full moon hung in the sky, this is a landscape that can never be seen in reality.

"I understand……"

The girl twitched the corners of her mouth, looking at the young black-haired, dark-haired young man in a wheelchair who was pushed by a tall doll in the distance and was sitting in a wheelchair.

"You really are an evil spirit species. Seeing the beautiful girl being torn apart by monsters, she finds satisfaction in her desperate expression... This game was created for this purpose, right?"

"Don't say too much, this "game" has no pain setting. "

Rope said with a smile.

"Jibril, how do you feel?"

"Please forgive me for being impolite, it's indescribably bad! The mentally retarded enemy who can be easily defeated, but because of your physical limitations, made me fail. This is no longer a "battle". "

Tianyi species cruelly criticized the game of God of Disaster.

The opponent's attack has been seen through, and all of her attacks hit the enemy.

In reality, this is a 100% harbinger of victory.

But in the game, Jibril can only be on the spot because of physical problems.

She was in a bad mood.

"This is also a part of the setting." Rope said.

"Through killing to obtain "reward points", and then use the rewards in exchange for "strength", "agility", "stamina", and even a unique "secret method", and finally defeat enemies several times more than one's own with skill, so as to climb step by step. The feeling of the top is the essence of this game. "

"After talking so much, you just want to see me deflated?" Jibril hit the nail on the head.

"Hahahaha, telling the truth."

Rope got up from the wheelchair.

"However, this was originally a part of the "setting". Players who enter this world for the first time will be killed by that monster, and then get their own weapons in this space, and then use these weapons to slaughter the monsters. Well, something similar to getting off the hook. "

Jibril patted the dust on the skirt and asked.

"What is your purpose in creating this "game"? No pain, it means that no deep memory can be carved into it. The monster's attack mode is fixed, which means that you can't learn real killing skills. If it is to make soldiers, such a game is totally unqualified. "

"entertainment."

"what?"

"I just want to make this world more interesting under my rule."

Luo Pei's eyes were deep, as if he had seen the future.

"Cheerful games, ever-improving quality of life, and ultimately these foundations will become the pleasure of my rule at the top of the world."

"Master Arthus will not let you achieve your goals easily. At this moment, he is the **** who stands on the top throne."

"I know, this is why I have to get rid of him... Well, you will understand after the war is over."

Rope raised his hand and interrupted Jibril's retort.

"Jibril, do you find my game interesting?"

"……Okay."

The sky-winged girl said very rationally.

"My discomfort may be that I didn't fully understand the rules of the game, or you didn't explain the reason to me clearly. The joy of "suffering frustration and then overcoming the frustration", I won't deny it. "

After she single-handedly killed the Dragon Essence, the joy was almost flying to the sky.

"Just fighting? Well, if Tetu can quickly write the "story" into the world, I'm afraid you won't just make such a simple evaluation..."

Rope shook his head regretfully.

"Not only is there a collision of power, this world also has a huge and rich story."

The story line of "Bloodborne: The Curse" is more brilliant than fighting in a sense.

It is precisely because of this that a large number of "soul scholars" were born in Rope's original world. They explore the world plot and organize the story for fun.

And these are exactly what the game **** Tetu is doing.

The virtual world is still unfinished.

"Add a story..."

Jibril thought of the colorful world she had seen from the window of that old room, and somehow she felt anticipation in her heart.