The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Its appearance is as holy as an angel, but it is an angel of death announcing the end of the world.

A race that swept across the battlefield like a natural disaster, spreading death, fear and death.

According to the books and oral traditions of the orcs, its danger and horror are enough to make children stop crying.

Because of the particularity of its race, it is generally impossible to encounter it, but just in case... if it is encountered under certain circumstances, you must remember not to show any hostility or resistance.

For the Flügel, hunting strong enemies and collecting heads is a pleasure, but they are not interested in the weak... Beastmen and human heads are not worth mentioning, so there is no need to hunt them.

...as it should be.

Looking at that face, Jibril raised the corners of her lips: "What a beautiful head..."

Chapter 15 Extra Individual

Jibril, an extra individual of the Flügel.

What is an extra individual, that is, an individual with an abnormal establishment, she is a special individual created by the God of War.

And in the long war time, she also gradually proved her uniqueness, which made her a unique individual among the many Flügel species, but it was precisely because of this particularity that she could not use conventional methods. To identify and judge.

Generally speaking, the Flügel will not act alone. Even if they leave Abant Heim, they will leave in groups. At least a few people can be guaranteed to go out to perform tasks. Authority, often go out alone and wanton sabotage.

Even the ruins of the former capital of the elves... was destroyed by her own hands.

The Flügel's goal is to collect heads, and they are a race that fights in blood. They are not interested in the weak, so even if the weak encounter the Flügel, they will not be in danger, but... when they become interested in something, the danger And just follow.

"I was just wandering around. I noticed a slight elf fluctuation and came to have a look. I didn't expect to see something wonderful..." Jibril floated in the air, unscrupulously closing the distance, surrounded by Su Bai. Swaying around, she is not worried about being counterattacked or sneak attacked at all, occupying the advantage of absolute strength, even if her flaws are exposed, the opponent cannot pose a real threat to her.

Although Su Bai had heard rumors about the danger of the Flügel from the orcs, after actually seeing them, he didn't have any fear.

The emotions that had started to boil due to killing intent were suppressed, and the blood in his heart also cooled down.

He said, "Human beings, are they worth being surprised?"

"Oh? Do you actually understand the language of the Flügel? This is quite an ancient language. Why does Mr. Monkey on the ground know this language?" Jibril blinked and asked curiously.

"Because I speak Chinese." Su Bai said flatly: "The only designated common language in the entire multiverse."

"Hmm..." Jibril looked at all aspects of Su Bai: "I can't see the characteristics of any race at all, and there is a beast smell on my body. It seems that I have been in contact with the orcs recently, and the thing on the right hand is from the goblins." The creation is a very delicate toy... This is really interesting, claiming to be human, disassociated from the beastman, using the weapon of the goblin, but wandering around the ruins of the elf."

She tapped her lips lightly, smiling meaningfully.

"It's nothing incredible. As a Flügel, aren't you also wandering around in the ruins of the elves?" Su Bai asked calmly.

"You may not be very clear. I destroyed this city. Is there anything wrong with visiting the place where you won?" Jibril said with a smile, "It's just a little bit of boring time."

"If you want to pass the time, it just so happens..." Su Bai picked up a wreckage of a bookshelf as a chair, wiped off the dust and sat down on the chair: "Want to come and have a chat?"

Jibril's expression changed slightly, and she immediately revealed an expression of interest.

This human... was different from most creatures she had ever seen.

The Flügel is a death-like race, and she has lived for more than ten thousand years, which is much longer than the elves and goblins. As a special individual among the Flügel, her achievements and reputation in the war follow her word and mouth. Passed on and spread far and wide.

Equal conversations... This kind of thing can only exist among the Flügel, no... There are often disputes and fights between the Flügel, and they fight when they are unhappy with each other, and whoever has the hardest fist counts.

As for facing Artosh, the God of War, his creator, that is not even a reciprocal conversation...

How long has it been since thousands of years of peer-to-peer conversations?

Jibril considers herself to be eager for quick success, but after failing to challenge the dragon spirit several times in a row, she seems to have become a lot more patient, so now she is not irritable, but finds it interesting.

A mere human tried to talk to him on an equal footing. Obviously, the difference between Flügel and human beings is as high as heaven and earth. Even elves should show a panicked look and then run away in a hurry... He clearly knows that his own For the weak and against the strong, even in the face of life-threatening, she maintained a calm mind. This calmness successfully aroused Jibril's curiosity.

"Okay." Jibril lowered her height and stood on the ground: "Then let's talk for a while."

"One person, one question." Su Bai said, "I'll ask first."

"Please feel free." Jibril crossed her legs. The appearance of the Flügel is undoubtedly outstanding, and the dress is also quite cool. The large area of ​​exposed skin, the exquisite appearance, and the various body movements without any sense of shame, more or less prove it In addition, her character is very self-contained...but it is also very eye-catching, and it is also terrifying.

"Your name." Su Bai asked politely.

"Jibril." The Flügel introduced himself: "The extra individual of the Flügel, what about you?"

"Su Bai." Su Bai continued to ask, "Don't you have a surname?"

"Surname?" Jibril thought for a while: "The Flügel species don't have this, because the Flügel species do not have the ability to reproduce, and there is no need to reproduce, so naturally there is no need for a surname to pass on to future generations... Then your surname Yes?"

"Su." Su Bai answered very simply, and continued to ask: "If you can't have children, why do you have to maintain a female appearance?"

"Because Master Artosh created us in this way, using ourselves as the model." Jibril wrapped her fingers around her hair: "Are you really human?"

"It's true." Su Bai asked again: "Is it true that the Flügel live on Avant Heim like the rumors, and like to collect heads?"

"As the name suggests, heads with higher rarity are highly sought-after and are often snatched away." Jibril raised her fair and slender neck confidently: "This is not only a hobby, but also an honor. The more heads you collect It means more tactical medals, unlike elves, we don't like to hang shiny things on our bodies, and we don't like to buckle any titles, it's too naive."

Su Bai didn't speak, waiting for her to ask a question.

"What about your interests?"

"Sing and dance basketball rap." Su Bai said, "There is also a beautiful chicken."

"This surprised me. Are human beings so extravagant? You can still have hobbies. It's very difficult to survive. A creature like dust will die and injure countless people just by being affected by war." Jibril's smile is like a devil Of course, she knew that it was the war that caused the deterioration of the living environment, and the Flügel was also one of the culprits.

She said this on purpose, maybe to anger Su Bai, or maybe she really thought so.

"There's no fun in a battle where the strong ravage the weak." Su Bai asked calmly, "Why hasn't the God of War refused to end the war so far?"