Jibril refused to take the blame for making her god this angry!
"You were the MVP of the whole affair. Think about it carefully: if you hadn't stupidly touched Hubie, I wouldn't have appeared. If I hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have answered the wish and stopped this war. And I should also thank you for using Heavenly Strike to draw everyone's attention. That was how I could draw everyone's hatred and gain the power to pierce through the Star Cup..."
"Do you still think this wasn't your fault?" Chen Luo asked with a smile.
Besides, Chen Luo hadn't lied. Even in the original storyline, Jibril had been the MVP from beginning to end.
Little Jibril attacked Hubie, Hubie synchronized the data, Little Jibril used Heavenly Strike, the Machine-Kind copied Heavenly Strike, and then used it to kill the War God...
Which was practically the same as Little Jibril killing the War God.
Only an idiot like Little Jibril would dare attack the Machine-Kind. If it had been any other Celestial Being who encountered a lone Hubie, they would not have dared touch her.
"That's outright slander!" Jibril said, her face flushed red.
Jibril had watched the entire story unfold from the sidelines, and at least for now, her memories had yet to be affected.
"This is no longer about whether it's slander. It's about whether your War God would believe me if I twisted this story slightly and told him. Who do you think your War God would believe? You, or me?"
"Of course he'd believe... What do you want? Just say it!" Jibril felt like dying right now.
"I don't want anything. If you don't want your War God hearing the logic I just laid out, then beg me. I'm the God of Wishes. As long as there's a