Wild Spoilers

"Okay, whatever you say, system."

Kurotama sighed softly, glanced back at everyone's gazes, and could only shrug, saying, "You guessed right, I am the illegitimate daughter of the Main God... just kidding! I don't know why either..."

As she said this, Mia, who had been frowning, suddenly said, "I think I understand."

"Ah?"

Everyone was looking at her.

"She's the strongest among us. The Main God's attitude towards the strong is protection; after all, all its missions seem to be about creating the strong. The weak are worthless and eliminated, while the strong..."

"Are you all done talking?" Suddenly, a strange laugh interrupted the conversation of the Cycle User. Jibril slowly descended from mid-air, her expression a mix of joy and anger. "I haven't disconnected. I'm becoming more and more interested in you. Taking your head would be a wonderful thing."

"Jibril." Kurotama grabbed the equipment in his right hand and sighed inwardly. He estimated that if it were a head-on confrontation, his clone might really be no match for her. In other words, he would have to die Upper Rank One.

Dying once is no big deal; it'll just be a good opportunity to test the Main God's attitude towards you.

The information flashing through his mind at the same time made Kurotama pause slightly. "What do you mean?"

But she quickly understood.

"I see, so we need the Main God to intervene?"

Thinking of this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face. "Jibril, your wings are amazing. They must feel so nice to touch."

"Wh... what did you say?" Jibril's face flushed red. "You... how dare you say such shameless things in public!"

The sensitive part of the Flügel is their wings. Touching their wings is actually similar to XXXX.

She never imagined that she would be teased by such a lowly creature.

"But I think your wings aren't as good as Azriel's. I've touched her wings, they're amazing, and she calls out in a really nice voice, saying things like Jibril is nothing compared to me."

"Wh... what? You, you actually touched Azriel's wings? Impossible, Azriel couldn't be so shameless."

The solemn and sacred Jibril was now in a state of existential doubt and could no longer maintain her composure.

After a few seconds of confusion, she decided...

Kill this guy!

Swoosh~~~

They've arrived.

Perhaps it was due to poor condition, or perhaps it was due to some kind of stimulation, but Kurotama clearly sensed that this guy's fighting condition was not as good as before.

The silver scimitar collided with the black scythe of death, and the enormous energy blasted a crater tens of meters wide and more than ten meters deep into the ground.

Click—

Kurotama heard the sound of his own bones cracking.

"Phew, even if I'm weaker than before, I still can't withstand a head-on collision without any skill."

Kurotama wasn't afraid of this minor injury; the willpower she had honed with Yukino was enough to make most enemies tremble.

The two sides began a supersonic battle.

The aftershocks alone injured several Cycle User.

Reko was forced to retreat, his mind reeling.

"She's really strong."

This is outrageous. With the Main God's favor and the strength he's displaying right now, Reko suddenly feels a strange sense of inferiority.

It was a complete and utter defeat; I couldn't compare to that girl in any way.

After the battle lasted for several minutes, Jibril seemed to have discovered Kurotama's weakness.

It can't fly!

She suddenly burst into wild laughter, her body leaping into the sky with lightning speed, and then releasing countless streams of black energy downwards.

Kurotama's sword light weakens once it's more than a few kilometers away, putting her at a disadvantage in battle.

But...

She had at least injured him before.

With a quick bend of her legs, her body slicing through space and leaping in front of Jibril. This powerful Draw Cut of her sword contained almost all of her strength.

"Bad news."

The moment the March of the Dead struck down, Kurotama suddenly laughed, "If you kill me, something even stronger will come to take revenge on you."

Pfft~~

The blade tip slashed down, striking Jibril's shoulder.

Meanwhile, the opponent's scythe pierced into Kurotama's abdomen.

"You're dead." Jibril gritted her teeth in anger. It was such a loss; she had actually gotten injured.

The key issue was the inexplicable power within the Imperial Arm, which made her very uncomfortable.

Upon drawing his weapon, he discovered that Kurotama's body had been completely pierced by the scythe, with their faces only centimeters apart.

"You..." She paused for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Azriel really let you touch her wings?"

"Yes, but she won't admit it, so you can give up asking her."

Without any fear of death on her face, Kurotama suddenly brought her mouth close to the other person's ear and whispered, "Also, I'm immortal."

After saying that, he took the opportunity to touch the other's wing and disappeared.

At the same moment, the Cycle User below heard a cold and ruthless voice.

[Mission failed, annihilation!]

"What? Wait, Kurotama is dead?"

Reko shuddered, then saw his body fade away, as if it had been Erasure.

This is the way the Main God's Annihilation, essentially just peeling the human body away from the Worldview bit by bit.

It's safe to say that, aside from beings that transcend Worldview, there's really no creature that can resist this ability.

The Main God decisively annihilated that group of Cycle User.

Hearing this from afar, Yukino's eyelids twitched. "So they're all dead?"

[Right.]

"Sigh, I don't know how to put it, life is sometimes just so childish."

Chapter 355 Crazy Spoilers

A new hiding place for humans.

Sister Doma sat up in bed, put on cute cartoon-colored slippers, and lazily yawned.

If it weren't for living in a dark cave filled with the smell of burnt ash, this scene would surely be incredibly beautiful.

Cronie's head suddenly popped in from outside the door, and she waved at Sora: "Are you up? Want to take a shower together?"

"???"

Qiong was stunned for a few seconds.

"Together... to what, take a bath?"

"There's a really nice Hot Spring down here, hehe, it's time for the girls to take a bath now."

She walked up and pinched Qiong's arm.

"She's even younger than I expected, so cute."

And so, Haruhi Kasugano, who was forcibly dragged into the Hot Spring and made to run around, was somewhat helplessly manipulated by her, and almost got her skin rubbed raw.

"I give up. It seems you really don't have a single dirty thing on you."

Cronie expressed her envy without revealing her true feelings.

"You went to patrol this territory with Riku last night. Was it safe?" Sister Doma tried to change the subject.

"It was definitely safe before the disaster happened," she said.

"Before the disaster?" Qiong took a deep breath. "So, everything was left to fate, right? No matter how safe and secluded the location, it couldn't withstand a single blow from Upper Race. However... just now, Kurotama and Jibril of the Flügel fought, so their attacks weren't necessarily devastating."

Kurotama was not harmed by the Heavenly Strike.

"Hey, you guys fought with the Flügel?"

Although she didn't know how powerful the Flügel was, she had learned from Riku that they were a truly Upper Race.

"That's amazing! Humanity has produced such cute and amazing girls like you." Cronie suddenly hugged and nuzzled against Sister Doma.

Like a doll.

Riku's room.

At this moment, all those standing here are human males, in addition to one Machina Race.

"In that case, we must win by our own rules."

With an imposing air, he raised his hand above his head and slowly extended one finger.

"First, we must not kill anyone."

"Second, no one can die."

"Third, we must not let anyone see through us."

Fourth, no method constitutes cheating.

Fifth, there is no need to pay attention to the rules of other races.

"Sixth, violating any of the above rules results in a loss."

"That's all. Just follow the rules and get to work."

"We are ghosts. We cannot kill any enemy, including the Old Deus, nor can we be seen through by them. Instead, we can only end this war by inducing them. The end of the war is the victory we must firmly grasp."

"The enemy is a god, with the power to destroy the world, which is extremely despair-inducing. Our chances of winning are very slim, because the condition for victory is that everything must be done in the dark. Even if we win, we will leave no memory or record."

"We are ghosts, and ghosts cannot speak..."

Riku finished explaining the rules, sentence by sentence, and then asked the others if they were willing to join this crazy game.

Without exception, everyone is willing.

For the future of humanity, everyone chooses to dedicate themselves to a terrible... almost impossible game to win.

But they firmly believed that victory belonged to them and worked hard for it.

Finally, amidst laughter, everyone swore an oath to the covenant.

Just as Schwi quietly watching this scene, she suddenly noticed a figure.

She reached out and poked Riku's waist.

"Riku, look!"

"Um?"

Turning around, they discovered that Shikoku Danki was standing in the corner, smiling at them.

"Um... how did you get in?"

It was originally intended to be a secret, and no one except the participants should have known about it.

If outsiders were to learn of this ghost's actions, it would mean that failure was likely to follow.

"Don't worry, even if I'm not here, I'll know what you're up to."

Kihara stepped forward and asked, "Do you believe in people who can predict the future?"