Why can't humans do it too?

"Huh? Uh... yeah, that's right, that's it."

After a slight pause, Su Er nodded decisively.

"Heh~", with a cold laugh, the clever Lady Jibril naturally could tell that this man was making things up on the spot.

Sull's initial shock lasted only a short time. After realizing that the demons hadn't noticed his and Jibril's presence, he quickly switched to observation mode. The two even began to comment on the demons' appearances with great interest.

—Looks are just plain ugly.

Aside from the demon species that Jibril had specially selected, Sull had only seen the Orks and that giant worm-like demon species before, which looked very fierce and powerful. However, compared to the demon species he had just seen, they looked far too... regular.

It was either a wriggling mass of flesh or something pieced together from the limbs of various races. Sul could see characteristics of many other races on that demon, as well as some that were simply enormous, resembling an island in themselves.

Compared to these aliens, Oak is quite handsome.

"Let's go, let's go," Suer urged, his face grim, feeling somewhat nauseous.

"Huh? No more photos this time?" Jibril thought, suppressing a laugh.

"What's the point of taking pictures of something that looks so unpleasant... Are you going to have nightmares about it?" Su'er squinted and complained, "Let's go, isn't there a nicer, prettier place?"

"Hmm~, she really lacks patience~," Jibril sighed dramatically, then pretended to have a headache and rubbed her forehead. "Oh well, all set~, Jibril~ Let's go~~~"

A beautiful, rainbow-like space; once they passed through it, Sue knew they had arrived at a new destination.

Is that black ash?

However, unlike all the black ash that Suer had seen before, which simply drifted randomly with the wind, they had now condensed together, forming a giant tree that soared into the sky, its surface shimmering with a bright green light. These remains of the dead elves had come together as if solidified by an unknown force.

"If you touch it with your hands, you'll lose your flesh and blood, okay?" Jibril kindly reminded him as she floated beside Sull.

The man had just looked captivated by the sight, and had already reached out a hand, wanting to touch the eerie 'tree'.

"Ah, no way," Sull quickly withdrew his right hand after being awakened by Jibril, and then dodged a cloud of black ash that floated past him.

The remains of these elves seemed to have come back to life after death. Under the control of the strange power that existed in this place, they were constantly changing shape. Suer even saw them turn into the shape of forest elves, and then into the shape of a race he did not recognize, flying around the giant tree endlessly.

The entire planet has only one unique spectacle composed of black and gray; the aurora borealis streaks across the distant sea, obscuring even the blood-red sky; magnificent colorful rocks... and so on.

There are simply too many. This planet, which has endured endless wars, has too many strange and beautiful sights. Even though no one appreciates them, they still exist here, as if proclaiming to Suer that this place is not just about cruel death.

"How is it? Isn't it beautiful?" It was rare for Jibril to show such a wistful expression. She closed her eyes as if in a trance, taking a deep breath of the air around her.

Even though she had been here countless times, her fondness for it changed each time, as if she would never tire of it.

"Ah...indeed..." He was stunned by the scene before him, and even felt a silent awe—an awe stemming from his bloodline instinct.

It was as if this land, this air, this space were all displaying their power to him, so arrogant that they looked down on everything.

The world is pure white and not transparent. Everything visible to the naked eye radiates a crystal-clear white light from the inside out. The white earth, the white trees, and the white rocks are like the purest crystals.

Blue and white smoke swirled in the air, and irregularly shaped boulders of varying sizes floated in the air. Suer even had a strange illusion—that a corner of this world was breathing.

“…Where is this…?” When he finally spoke, Suer realized that every word he uttered seemed to have a passive echo, with uncontrollable pauses.

"The place where a divine being fell"—there was no suspense. In this sacred place, even Jibril couldn't help but feel awe, awe of that power.

“His divine essence was destroyed and fell here. The overflowing power permanently changed everything here—the rules of physics? The rules of magic? Whatever… Only His power exists here…” Jibril’s voice became exceptionally low.

"..."

Without saying anything more, Suer simply felt and adapted to the visual and psychological impact. Regardless of its origin, the scenery before him was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen from his past life to the present.

It's such a pity that Xin Ke didn't come.

Suer felt a strange sense of regret.

In this pure white world, even the spirits that roam here seem to be asleep, and everything maintains a harmonious tranquility and an inexplicable languor.

"Speaking of which... why did you choose to let me and Xin Ke go back then? Especially after your power was restored."

With all his muscles relaxed, Sull sat side by side with Jibril atop the highest floating rock. The pink-haired winged girl only reached his shoulder when she sat down. Turning his head to look at the halo above Jibril's head, Sull suddenly asked curiously.

“You remember, right, Sue?” Jibril didn’t answer immediately. She just swung her legs and said, “According to your theory of horror movies, the protagonist wouldn’t die, but after escaping, he would happily tell passersby that he had just encountered a ghost, and then that passerby would lift his hair and say—is this the kind of ghost?”

“And then he died,” Jibril said, looking up at Sue with a wicked smile. “Do you think you’re any different from that kind of protagonist?”

Chapter 199 Friend

"...Why did it suddenly turn into a death threat against me?" Meeting Jibril's intimidating gaze, Sue couldn't help but twitch her lips. "I think the difference is that I might not be the protagonist of some horror movie, right?"

“Yes, that’s right~” Jibril didn’t deny it, and looked back at the ground beneath her feet. “If you really are the main character in a movie, then it’s definitely not a comedy... What do you think?”

“No objections,” Su Er shrugged. “Someone like me wouldn’t be a lead, would I? Always looking so pathetic…”

"Pfft, who knows?" Sull's self-deprecating remark amused Jibril, who patted his shoulder forcefully and laughed, "Isn't there a story like that in the picture book of the forest elf that weed brought over? The growth of a hero and all that?"

"...You still watch those things?" Suer gave Jibril a subtle look. "Watch less of that stuff. There are no heroes in this world... By the way, you just brushed my question off so casually?"

"Hmm~, is there a problem?"

“Not at all, Lady Jibril did the right thing.”

Sur fought and retreated.

"If it were any other Skywing race, they would have killed you all, even if it meant self-destructing there," Jibril chuckled before suddenly speaking, "but that doesn't mean I would do the same..."

But having said that, Jibril had no further intention of explaining.

Without pressing further, Suer wisely remained silent.

“Speaking of which, there’s something I’m quite curious about,” Jibril suddenly said furtively, nudging Sul’s ribs with her elbow.

"Huh? What? No, let's talk this out, don't get physical... What if I fall?" Flustered as he defended against Jibril's pokes, Suer inexplicably had the illusion of returning to his school days, playing around with his best buddies behind the desk.

"Hmm... well, it's probably... hard to imagine, isn't it?" Jibril suddenly sighed heavily. "Back then, even I wouldn't have believed that I could play so naturally and amicably with a creature from another world so weak that it could be crushed with a single finger..."

The pink-haired Skywing gave a profound, life-summarizing remark.

"How should I put it? After hearing so much about your world, it just gets stranger," Jibril said, scratching her head in confusion.

"What's strange?" Sull responded tactically, wary that Jibril might launch an attack when he wasn't looking.

"Look, according to the logic of your world, uh, morality? Or legal regulations or something, someone who grew up in that environment shouldn't be this close to me, right?" Jibril nudged Sul's arm with her small shoulder. "After all, according to your... um, worldview? According to your worldview, I, or rather all the Winged Race, should be the most detestable beings in your eyes, right?"

“Ah, that’s true, let me see… He likes beheadings, destruction, slaughter… and all sorts of other strange habits, it seems that’s true, doesn’t it?” Suer couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"What's so funny?" Jibril looked at Suer with a strange expression, as if she were looking at a mentally unstable madman, but she herself laughed. "What? Or have you really abandoned that weed? Decided to pledge your allegiance to me?"

"Tsk tsk tsk~, so this is it? Your values ​​follow your looks? No way, Suer~, but if you really like this kind of appearance, I'm not against it..."

"What nonsense are you spouting, kid?"

Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Suer forcefully pushed away Jibril, who was grinning mischievously and leaning close to her, and said...

This guy has absolutely no sense of shame.

Although this pink-headed winged creature said a lot of inexplicable things, there was one thing that Suer could not deny—he did not feel uncomfortable or uneasy at all when chatting or playing casually with this winged creature.

To be honest, he often forgets that he is talking to a Skywing race while he is chatting, and whether the Skywing race is powerful or not is not important.

"How should I put it?" After struggling with her throat, Su'er thought for a moment and then said, "You see, it's because we're not even the same race, right? We're even from different worlds. Isn't it completely unreasonable to use the rules of another world and humans to judge you? So just forget about those things when you're together. Besides, you've already helped me and Xinke a lot, so just treat each other with sincerity... Uh, why does it feel a bit strange to say this?"

Not knowing how to describe that mysterious feeling, Suer simply shut up. He could see that Jibril was slightly dazed.

"Puhahaha, puhahahaha!" Suddenly bursting into savage laughter, Jibril slapped Sull's shoulder hard, making the man feel as if his bones were about to crack.

“That’s right! That’s exactly it!” Jibril nodded vigorously, seemingly unconcerned, and tried to put her arm around Sul’s shoulder. However, her childlike figure made it impossible for her to reach the other side, so she could only settle for putting her arm around Sul’s neck instead. “Those things don’t matter at all, hahaha!”

As if it were some capricious creature, Jibril's laughter suddenly stopped, and she turned to look at Sue.

"So... according to your way of speaking, we should be called friends now, right?"

“…Ah, he’s definitely a friend,” Su Er nodded seriously after a moment’s thought.

The laughter that Suer couldn't understand made Jibril laugh so hard that she was shaking. Just like Suer's old buddies, she hugged his neck tightly and shook him back and forth.

"Then, my friend—"

Suddenly, with a powerful push, the rock beneath her feet plummeted downwards. Jibril shouted at the top of her lungs, and Sull, who was being held by the neck, also fell from the highest point due to the sudden force. The carefree expression on his face was still lingering. He wanted to shout, but the wind rushing into his mouth made him close his mouth. In addition to the sound of the wind, all he could hear was Jibril's voice.

Let's take a picture to remember this moment!

The camera, which was casually tossed out, remained suspended in mid-air due to the power of magic, capturing Sul's terrified expression and Jibril's unrestrained laughter on the screen.

Everything falling rapidly, against the backdrop of a crystalline world that shines brightly, time seems to freeze between these fragile pieces of paper, displayed on the wooden cabinet beside Suer's bed.

Also laid out together are all his fondest memories.

Chapter 200 Jibril is completely transformed

For some reason, memories of the past flooded back. Thanks to Jibril, Sue had indeed seen a world far beyond what he could have experienced before. He couldn't deny that he and Jibril had a very close relationship, so when Xinke suddenly brought it up, Sue...

The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Wait, it seems there's nothing to shake.

There's really nothing between him and Jibril, isn't there? At most, they can be considered like-minded friends—good brothers?

"Falling in love with her... that's completely impossible," Suer felt his face twitching.

"Really? Although she has no sense of shame at all, her appearance isn't bad, and she'll soon be back to her original form. Her figure isn't bad either. Putting aside her terrible personality traits, aren't you and Mr. Monkey very close?" Xin Ke tilted her head and smirked, "As far as I know, didn't you ask her to use spatial magic to take you around the continent?"

Xin Ke had seen Jibril in her full form before, and now she was unusually talkative.