I, authentic, little sun

"Well, don't you fight?"

Zhengzong pretended to be suspicious and asked, showing an expression of losing interest because he didn't have a good show to watch.

"Ah~ Could it be that this lord god wants me to continue doing it..."

Jibril laughed, glanced at Masamune, then put her finger on her cheek, tilted her head slightly, and asked very cutely.

"Originally I didn't care." Zhengzong replied in an indifferent tone.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the elves instantly turned pale, and their bodies couldn't help trembling slightly.

Sink, in particular, fell into deep despair.

It's over, I guessed wrong, let alone a good god, this may not be a decent god at all, but I pin the hope of my ethnic group on the other party...

It's all my fault...

"But now I've changed my mind."

At this moment, Zhengzong suddenly changed his voice and made it clear that he wanted to stand for the elves.

As for the reason... Masamune glanced at Sink next to him.

Well, it's big and white...

Chapter 529

The elves are a race that advocates blending into nature, so their clothes can only be described as revealing.

Important parts, such as women's breasts and lower body parts, are covered with white cloth, and the way to connect them is to use emerald vines, or gold and transparent silk threads.

The emerald green and blood red light sprinkled on her body, highlighting her body that was already in revealing clothing extremely alluringly.

Overall, it looks like a human erotic lingerie.

Zhengzong has to admit that as an Lsp, he is attracted by elves girls.

The authentic words made Sink Nierbalen slightly taken aback, and then excitement inevitably surged in his heart.

Great, the elves will not be wiped out by other races.

Ever since the forest god was killed by Artoxiu, the strongest god species 'God of War'.

The hearts of the elves are always filled with a sense of anxiety.

Races that lose the backing of the gods will not only lose their qualifications to compete for the 'star cup', they will also become 'food' in the eyes of all races.

Like a huge piece of fat and juicy meat, it was devoured by the hungry wolves.

"Are you serious?"

Jibril kept smiling, with crystal patterns in her beautiful eyes, as if she didn't care that the other party was a god, and looked straight at Masamune.

This is also a matter of course, the Flügel—the race that killed the Deity species!

They have almost eternal lifespan and high magical adaptability, and can freely carry out space transfer.

As for the final individual, Jibril, who was also an extra individual, once killed fantasy species, dragon spirit species, and giant species by himself.

Its terrifying combat effectiveness can no longer be evaluated simply by ranking sixth.

Its ability index far exceeds that of other Flügel, and it has the power to compete with the strongest individual Azrael.

"Of course it's serious." Zhengzong replied without hesitation: "I can only say that the elves and I have a very high... compatibility, so you can't easily destroy it."

The converging rings of light kept disappearing, Jibril felt Masamune's spirit full of the majesty of the sun, and showed her original expression.

"If that's the case, there's no other way~"

Jibril shook her head in distress, and in the next moment, his face turned cold, and the geometric-patterned ring on his head suddenly shone brightly.

The light blue elf magic power burst out, and the amber pupils contained a cold and killing intent.

An astonishing murderous aura rippled from Jibril's body, sending chills down the spine.

"Then, let me take off your head first, and then go to concoct those elves!"

The moment the words fell, Jibril suddenly disappeared in place and appeared in front of Masamune, with an energy sword condensed by elves appearing in his hand, cutting through the air and slashing at his neck.

However, Zhengzong seemed to have been frightened stupid, still standing there blankly, did not resist, and seemed completely unresponsive.

"Sir God!"

Seeing this, Sinke couldn't help but exclaimed, she knew that the only one who could save the elves now was the new god in front of her.

"Bang——!"

Powerful power suddenly erupted, and the energy sword hit Zhengzong's "crucial point" with this unimaginable power.

Jibril even showed a sweet smile again, that expression seemed to say: I have succeeded!

However, the next second, the smile on Jibril's face froze, and she stared at Masamune dumbfounded, as if she had seen a ghost.

The strong wind generated by the attack alone lifted the surrounding forest into the air.

A group of elves were also stunned by the aftermath, but when they came back to their senses, they also showed expressions of disbelief.

At this moment, Jibril was still in an attacking posture, and the energy sword with terrifying power was also in intimate contact with Masamune's neck.

However, Zhengzong, who was hit to the point, seemed to be completely unaffected, and still had a relaxed face.

He even thought about looking down, and then let out a "tsk tsk tsk" admiration.

"how can that be?!"

Jibril's eyes widened, she could clearly feel that her blow really hit the opponent.

Without making any defenses, no one should be able to remain intact except for the creator of the Flügel—the strongest god, Artosh.

If Masamune had taken some measures, Jibril would not be so surprised.

But it was precisely because he withstood Jibril's intentional and unintentional sneak attack only by relying on physical defense that the other party showed a suspicious expression of life.

However, Jibril quickly calmed down, teleported to a distance she thought was relatively safe, and stared at Zhengzong with burning eyes.

A pair of eyes are like scholars looking at treasured cultural relics, and they love them.

"It's unbelievable, Your Excellency's physical strength is almost the hardest I've ever seen.

If possible, can you let me study it carefully? "

While talking, Jibril drooled, showing the covetousness of an idiot, and the elves who had seen her terrifying side were almost completely disillusioned.

"Okay, but in exchange, give me your obscene body to play with."

The corner of Zhengzong's mouth curled up, and he stated his conditions with a half-smile.

However, what he didn't expect was that Jibril didn't take this sentence as provocation or trash talk, but started to think about it seriously.

"It doesn't seem impossible, after I give you my body to play with, are you really willing to fulfill the condition of giving me your body for research?

For an existence like yours, which can be considered as a different kind among the gods, it is a pity to keep only one head as a collectible. "

This time, not only Zhengzong felt a little speechless, but even the elves around him were dumbfounded.

No way, the guy who destroyed our capital turned out to be a pervert? !

Of course, as the genius shoulder leader of the elves, Sink's thinking is naturally much stronger than other elves.

Her face turned red almost "shua", because she seemed to understand what the god-spirited person was talking about...

"Don't worry, I always say what I say, but it's just a time limit for playing around... It depends on when I will get tired of it."

Masamune's upright answer made Jibril look disappointed.

"Is that so? Although the Flügel has no lifespan limit, I still hope to study your body as soon as possible~"

After the words fell, the atmosphere became sinister again.

Chapter 530 Happy New Year

It's a big holiday, I originally wanted to give my friends two more chapters, but later found that it was really impossible.

It's not because of Calvin or something, it's simply because it's too noisy.

The firecrackers have not stopped since early morning, and there are noises of children, fireworks and adults playing mahjong.

In the countryside, the excitement is lively, but it is really impossible to calm down and write.

But after the past few days, I will try my best to make up for it.

In addition, I wish the readers a happy year of the ox, all the best, and the second development of the ox~

Chapter 531 Chapter 13 New Gameplay

The brilliance circulates, and the spirits between the heaven and the earth gather.

Boom!Boom!

The roar that resounded through the sky gave out a roar, and in an instant, the violent fire snake, the shining thunder dragon, and the storm all over the sky attacked Zhengzong.

Pulled by these attacks, this space became unnatural, the light overflowed, and the air flow surged.

"Ni, Lord Nilvalen... Should we leave this area?"

An elf young man, who was oppressed by the rioting elves and magic power in the air, walked to Zhenhong's side panting, and said in an extremely difficult tone.

Not only this young man, but all the elves except Sink were almost suppressed and out of breath.

Zink looked at the sky covered by Jibril's magic, and bit his lips tightly.

Her intuition told her that when the opponent's attack landed, everything within a radius of one kilometer would be destroyed.

However, it is too late to escape now, so their only hope is to be authentic.

Standing behind him, Xin Ke silently thought: There is no expression of fear on the face of the Lord God, so he must be able to deal with it, right?

Then, facing the oncoming thunder and flames, Zhengzong sneered and punched fiercely.

In an instant, the air in front was directly pulled by the punch, forming an air cannon, which powerfully blew up the magic in front, and even the mountain in front was hollowed out, leaving a big hole, and gravel flew around!

Electric sparks, sparks, and wind tides twisted and dissipated in the sky, forming an unnatural storm that swept around, making the elves and others around feel uncomfortable.

Even in the face of this little aftermath, they must use magic to defend.

This made Xin Ke stare at the two people fighting in the air with shock and aggrievedness in his heart, and this sentence could not help but emerge in his heart.

These two monsters...!

"That's it?"

Masamune taunted Jibril with a frozen smile in a provocative tone, "It seems that you can't take my body away, it's still too late to choose the conditions to be played with again."

"Ah...it seems like I saw an incredible scene!"

A very serious expression appeared on Jibril's pretty face.

She didn't feel the elf's reaction just now, that is to say, the opponent's punch was simply using physical power.

But even so, the sudden appearance of the god species still directly scattered her magic.

Is this kind of strength really a newborn god?Could it be some old monster that has been hidden for a long time? !

"Hey... You are not an ordinary existence after all. You can catch my attack so easily~

But that's how it's fun, respected Lord God, I want to get your body more and more! "

As Jibril spoke, the light wings behind her were shining brightly, and she instantly gained more power than before after connecting all her nerves to the elf corridor.

Even after being overloaded, the body will be seriously affected, but for the Flügel as combat weapons, as long as they can fight against powerful enemies, everything else is irrelevant.

In an instant, the sky was completely illuminated by a dazzling red light.

The meteorites that were summoned without knowing it poured down like heavy rain. The number was less than tens of thousands, but there were thousands of them at least.

Looking around, it is all golden and red like the brilliance of the sun.