Why can't humans do it too?

"Oh my gosh~, so easy to talk to?" To be honest, even Jibril herself felt a bit incredulous. This guy really intends to help?

"It's not really a difficult thing~, we just want to borrow your core for a bit?" Jibril said casually.

Then there was no more sound.

This fantasy creature was so easy to talk to that it was more so than hundreds of Hinker and Jibril combined, but even so, it was still unusually angry about this outrageous request.

All fantasy species possess a core, and destroying that core will cause them to perish. Jibril's demand is practically like asking someone to hand over their heart or brain.

It was obvious that these uninvited guests were not there to ask for favors or maintain peaceful relations.

After making that arrogant request, Jibril became extremely focused. Because of her experience of hunting three superior races on her own, she understood better than others how troublesome these guys were, and every victory could be considered a stroke of luck after a desperate struggle.

Therefore, even though she was verbally belittling the Demon King below, Jibril dared not relax for a moment.

The sea seemed to boil, and every drop of water possessed its own life. This was different from the power of the sea creatures that relied on their own water spirits to bewitch the spirits and make the sea move for them. This sea area had completely become the domain of the fantasy creature below and had fallen under its control.

This demon king's power is genuine.

Strong enemy!

Chapter 205 Purifying Water

The seawater was becoming clearer, no, it should be said that it was radiating light from every drop of water. It wasn't dazzling, but the light that gathered together was enough to illuminate this area of ​​the sea. Unlike the gloomy, deep black seas around it, the seawater inexplicably reminded Jibril of the sea in his world that Sue had once described—an indigo blue under the sunlight, clear and transparent.

The power of the fantasy species was at work, and the seawater flowed according to its will, like countless silken fabrics intertwined, swirling like a whirlpool. The outermost layer was still a bright indigo blue, but the closer to the center of the whirlpool, the purer it became. Layer upon layer of water curtains covered each other, forming an impenetrable defense.

Unable to stop him, and unwilling to do so easily, and with no possibility of a sneak attack, Jibril simply watched with a gloomy face as the Demon King gradually appeared on the surface of the sea.

Unlike Abant Heim, the capital of the Skywing race, this Purifying Water is much smaller, not at all like a world contained within its body.

"Then... let's take it ourselves..."

Even before that eerie voice appeared was Krilati's attack, a towering tsunami that seemed to rise out of nowhere with overwhelming force, like a colossal wall that blotted out the sky, determined to engulf the arrogant Skywing creature flying in the sky beneath the waves.

Instead of confronting the tidal wave head-on, Jibril cautiously dodged it endlessly. Besides the massive tsunami that was encircling them from all sides, there was also the insidious jet of water shot out by Krilattini, the cunning fantasy species that hadn't even shown itself yet.

Dancing amidst the raging winds and tsunamis, Jibril twirled her body and wings, precisely dodging all the hidden currents that attacked her. She would disappear into one place and reappear in another the next second, but the fantasy creature seemed to have anticipated her movements. The waves it created chased after Jibril one after another, never falling behind.

The high wall built between the sea and the sky finally fell, leaving her nowhere to escape.

Without any taunts or extra words, Jibril was surprisingly quiet during the battle. She simply raised her hand and instantly summoned her massive black scythe that could devour even light, then slashed it forward with great force!

Slice through the tsunami!

But that's not right; the power is far too weak.

With a click of her tongue in dissatisfaction, Jibril, having temporarily broken through Krila Tetinie's blockade, surveyed the gap she had just created. The surging water was gradually repairing the shattered barrier—the power was too weak.

If it were a normal tsunami formed by seawater, then according to Jibril's estimation, her attack would have been enough to split the sea and sky in two. However, in reality, it only caused a tiny cut, like a finger being cut.

No, it's not just that.

The massive, pure black scythe hilt spun in Jibril's palm, revealing a dull scythe blade before her—it could no longer be called a dull scythe.

The scythe had acquired an extraneous color—a translucent blue, as if devouring blood, slowly consuming everything in the scythe, transforming its dull quality into the purest seawater, creating a gap. Uncontrollable water dripped downwards, and in just a few seconds, a huge chunk was missing from the pitch-black scythe.

Jibril simply waved her hand, completely shattering her weapon, and her expression grew increasingly grim.

Her caution was just right; the water from this fantasy species couldn't touch her at all.

"Wow, that's amazing! I think your ability is actually more dangerous than the Mist of Death," Jibril suddenly raised her voice and said with a laugh.

The Mist of Death is also the name of a fantasy species, and is even the most dangerous fantasy species confirmed in the entire world so far. Its body is entirely composed of mist, from thick fog to the smallest drop of dew. Once swallowed by it, there is no hope of salvation. Even the Skywing species cannot avoid the fate of perishing.

“At the very least, the Mist of Death simply brings the most equal depletion and decay to all that comes into contact with it, whether organic or inorganic. Putting aside whether it contains the concept of death or the concept of time, your power is different from itss, but just as dangerous, isn’t it?” As she spoke, Jibril flicked her finger and sent a ball of spirits into the curtain of water that swept past in front of her, watching the ball of spirits gradually disappear, gradually change, and gradually… drip down.

"...wash away all the added power and restore it to the purest spirit. Whether it has substance or not, it will eventually be transformed into the most ordinary water by your power... Is this the origin of the name 'Purifying Water'?" Jibril called out her weapon again and clearly saw that although the scythe was no longer tainted by the water, the missing gap had not been filled back in.

It was clear that her weapons would need to be rebuilt after the war.

"This is really troublesome..." Jibril muttered to herself, dispelling the presence of her scythe. "As an enemy, this ability is far too troublesome..."

Since that's the case, why don't we just leave?

Unbelievably good-tempered!!!

Just moments ago, Krila Tetinie had stirred up a monstrous wave, seemingly enraged to the point of wanting to annihilate this audacious and disrespectful Skywing. Even so, she thoughtfully opened a gap in the water curtain, signaling Jibril to get lost.

To be honest, even Jibril was somewhat speechless at how little fighting spirit she had shown after all this time. What was that word again? What did Sue say? What was her relentless behavior called again? Crazy woman?

“…That won’t do~” Jibril shook her head vigorously, throwing aside the strange words she had heard from a certain man, and refused with a smile.

Your weapon has vanished; do you intend to fight me directly with your mortal body?

"Ah~, don't underestimate the preparations of a genius Winged Race...tsk, have I started calling myself that after spending so much time with that weed?" Jibril clicked her tongue. "Anyway~, this is something I promised my friend, how can I back out so easily?"

"Besides, if I quit like this, I'll definitely be laughed at by that weed later, right? Tch~", Jibril's expression suddenly turned displeased as she said this.

You will die.

A mundane piece of advice from a fantasy world.

"Ah~maybe?" Jibril said nonchalantly, raising her right fist without taking the advice to heart.

"I think you're the one who'll die, aren't you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jibril transformed into a stream of light.

boom! ! !

Chapter 206 Instant Kill

The thunderous sound in the distance turned into a muffled thud as if it were inside a bag when it reached Xin Ke's location. Only the towering water curtain, even from such a distance, could clearly convey its imposing force that seemed determined to merge the sea and sky into one.

"Truly worthy of being called Miss Monster~", even with Xin Ke's proud and arrogant perspective, she had to praise her in this way. She always had an accurate assessment of her own strength. She knew that in terms of individual strength, she could never achieve the same grand and spectacular scale as the battlefield of the Skywing race.

She wasn't even directly fighting a fantasy species; her opponents were merely demon species. However, achieving victory was still no easy feat. When many forest elves gathered together to channel magic, defeating this enormous demon species would naturally be relatively easy. Yet, at this moment, she was all alone.

Therefore, we must get to the place where she has the greatest advantage.

Hiss—whoosh!

With a drawn-out whooshing sound, as if it had eyes in the back of its head, Xin Ke's flower-shaped boat nimbly flipped over to dodge the attack from below.

The water projectiles weren't even formed by magical power; they were merely water projectiles fired by the serpentine demon after it forcefully swung its tail. This attack, relying solely on physical force, was exceptionally deadly once it had sufficient speed as its power source.

Despite being a low-intelligence race that acts solely on instinct, they possess astonishing talent... or perhaps intuition, when launching a hunt?

As Xin Ke dodged the water bullet and flipped to the other side, an invisible warning suddenly appeared in her heart, as if it had been grabbed. She hurriedly glanced at the demon below from the corner of her eye. Its thorny and ferocious head was wide open, and the light of the elves was gathering in its mouth—the danger was coming from there!

Without stopping, by the time Xin Ke realized the demon's simple scheme, it seemed too late. The charge was complete, and the attack, which used a simple and brutal method against the elf, was launched. The simple form did not affect its power. As long as it hit, it would instantly devour the pale golden-haired forest elf and the flower ship into ashes... provided that it hit.

As Xin Ke's mind stirred slightly, the flowers growing on one side of the Flower Ship raised their heads in a flash, suddenly shooting out beams of light ranging from pale green to blazing white. It was also a simple use of the elves, without even needing a weaving spell, propelling Xin Ke to change her trajectory out of thin air and avoid the incoming beam of light.

Despite still piloting the flower boat, Xin Ke moved with the agility of her own body, clinging tightly to the demon's body. The demon leaped from the sea, opened its massive jaws to bite, only to find that the fat meat it had just caught had slipped away. It could only roar in vain, its massive tail whipping wildly, doing nothing but creating a gust of wind. When it reached its highest point, it could only fall helplessly downwards again.

Do not!

Suddenly accelerating, it weaved through the gaps in the demon's swirling body, attempting to strangle it. Xin Ke brushed past its head in an instant, blue-green blood splattering into the air!

"Roar!!!!"

Painfully thrashing its massive head, the demon plunged headfirst into the sea, pounding the air in despair. When it raised its head again, Xin Ke admired her masterpiece—on the other side of that eye, filled with malice and hatred, the eye was tightly closed, and blue blood, flowing like a river, continued to gush out uncontrollably.

"Yes~, that's the look in her eyes~," Xin Ke chuckled, taking a deep breath as if she were savoring the moment. "Let's go faster~"

As soon as she finished speaking, the flower boat sped up again, leaving a long trail of turquoise flames behind it, and shot off in one direction. Behind her, the demon species did not hesitate for a moment, and plunged into the sea, swimming after Xin Ke.

Faster, faster, faster and faster!

The rapid wind pressure created a trapezoidal storm on the sea, endlessly raising white foam into the distance, only to be brutally shredded by the subsequent turbulent surge of demonic creatures. As it passed a cliff-like island, the stream of light that Xin Ke had transformed into inevitably bent slightly downwards—a perfect opportunity!

The demon's hunting instincts keenly detected this, and it seized the opportunity. Without hesitation, it exploited Xinke's weakness, its thick tail slapping the seawater hard. The water, which should have been soft, became like solid bricks, serving as a stepping stone for the demon to shoot forward. Its serpentine body contorted in an extreme amount of time, accumulating its greatest power—to pounce!

The giant mouth, with three rows of fine, sharp teeth that interlocked, had grown to its maximum size. The stench emanating from it was almost corrosive to the air. In the blink of an eye, the sharpest fangs of the demon were about to touch Xin Ke's back.

But—it blossomed.

From the top of the cliff to the sea, from the sky to the edge of the beach... there are too many to count. Countless transparent to almost invisible green lines intertwine and stretch into a web of death. At the edge of this web, there are countless spheres that suddenly bounce up from the ground. Countless emerald green magic circles unfold around them, along with the corresponding lines.

Suddenly rising to a height of nearly ninety degrees, standing at the highest point, the demonic creature, its body covered in hideous thorns, still lunged forward. With the momentum, the final momentum, the hatred in its eyes and the joy of imminent revenge had not yet dissipated, yet it was also tinged with a trace of doubt. It could sense that something was different, a slight difference, but it could not pinpoint what was wrong. It tried to move its body, but the sensation was sluggish.

The flower-themed boat came to a stop high in the sky. Xin Ke looked down at the demons below, then gently raised her hand and pulled up her silk shawl, which had slipped slightly off her shoulder due to the rapid movement.

"I'll admit it a little... your fangs are almost touching me."

Speaking slowly and deliberately, Xin Ke watched as the demon tried to raise its head and look at her, its only remaining eye filled with doubt, resentment, and killing intent.

Then--

"You are already dead."

The next moment, the flower of flesh and blood truly bloomed.

As if sliced ​​into countless pieces by an invisible blade, the hideous demonic creatures scattered into the air.

fragrance.

Chapter 207 Su Er is EEEEEEE

As if a complete life had suddenly been transformed into a toy made of building blocks, the demon's tough body was now scattered, breaking into countless irregular chunks of flesh, with bluish-green blood flowing out from the gaps and raining down onto the sea below.