Why can't humans do it too?

He muttered incredulously, then belatedly realized what was happening. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he shouted in panic.

Answer him, say anything, even just raise your hand and wave—anything is fine!

However, there was nothing there.

The forest elf with long, pale golden hair seemed to be asleep, its face pale, its head tilted and drooping, gently resting against the bark of a nearby tree.

Even the rise and fall of her chest became much weaker, almost imperceptible.

dead.

Xin Ke is dead.

That forest elf is dead.

Suddenly realizing this fact, and this sudden death, Suer breathed rapidly; he was completely unable to accept it.

A life he knew well, a life that had saved his and which he had saved in return, a life that had helped each other, vanished before his eyes once again.

Just like before.

Chapter 145 Transformation into a Dragon

Why not him again?

Why him again?!

It felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat tightly. Sul stared blankly at Xinke's body, endlessly questioning her.

This feeling, which I thought I would never taste again, this unbearable weight of life.

The familiar, crisp tapping sound seemed to echo in my ears, and the beautiful stones hanging from the knots seemed to be urging me on, reminding me of something.

He was radiating heat from his body to his mind and even his hair, and he was breathing deeply.

Just like the many lives lost in this great battle, without reason, without warning, without trace... Xin Ke was stuck in the tree with a deep crater, like a puppet with its strings cut. Her chest, which had been heaving with rapid breathing, gradually calmed down, but this was by no means a good thing.

Even breathing became difficult.

Unwilling to believe that the proud and confident forest elf had left this world, Suer struggled to crawl over again to stop her bleeding or drag her to the pool of herbs, but even standing up became incredibly difficult.

She didn't die, she definitely didn't die.

With the dizziness still lingering in his mind, he couldn't think of many things. Su Er just kept repeating in his mind that he didn't want to believe any of this, and kept murmuring Xin Ke's name.

She looked as peaceful as if she had simply fallen asleep. If only the blood hadn't been flowing out. Even though Suer's gaze never left Xinke, he never saw any further changes, not even in those few seconds—Bang!

Like an explosion in an empty warehouse, the sound was even somewhat crisp. The smoke and dust that had been kicked up by the previous explosion were brutally torn apart in the middle and pushed directly outwards.

"How dare you... How dare you!!!"

With a gnashing curse, her wings, which extended from her waist to her sides, spread wildly, blowing away the last bit of dust. The pink-haired Skywing girl was still floating in mid-air, but her jet-black scythe was hanging on the ground, and her other hand was tightly covering her arm.

His fair skin was covered with burn marks, and even faint scarlet spots of light still lingered, like burning flames, yet it was rapidly healing.

The Skywing species is injured.

In just a few seconds of looking over, Su Er could clearly see that the injuries on the pink-haired Skywing were rapidly receding, like the ocean engulfing the land. Apart from a little pain, Xin Ke's final attack left nothing on the Skywing.

"Heh, heh heh... You really have guts, heh heh," he grinned, his mouth twisted in a grotesque smile. Though it was meant as a compliment, every word coming from the pink-haired winged creature was filled with murderous intent. "Did you calculate that I would go straight over and directly construct the spell to detonate the elf?"

She should have been decapitated silently, but because Xinke was there in the explosion, she was severely injured. If Xinke had prepared a spell to add a layer of defense for herself, then Jibril was caught off guard and took the hit at close range.

The Skywing species' questions went unanswered, and there was no need to even ask further.

After the smoke cleared, Jibril only slightly raised her head and saw the elf embedded deep in the trees, that lowly weed—dead?

His anger not only failed to find an outlet, but actually intensified—how could he have died like that?!

Jibril would rather that damned weed had been standing there, whether laughing and mocking her for falling into a trap or whatever, so she could have chopped off its limbs and head in the ensuing fight—but how could it be dead?!

No, it seems he hasn't truly died yet.

I'm annoyed, extremely annoyed.

"Weeds! Trash!"

The pink-haired Skywing race's meager yet most genuine curses echoed in Suer's ears, so close that it was as if she were right next to him—she was right there.

"I changed my mind."

Speaking coldly, before anyone knew it, the pink-haired winged creature had already arrived beside him. Stunned, Suer turned his head halfway and saw only the small girl holding her jet-black scythe high.

“Collectibles don’t matter, and things from another world aren’t that interesting—I’m going to fill all of you here,” Jibril said coldly, her words revealing her determination. “Although that weed isn’t completely dead yet, I’m going to make her taste the feeling of killing you in front of it.”

This was the most direct way that Jibril could think of at that moment to make the dying forest elf suffer the most pain.

However, Sull seemed oblivious to the sharp scythe hanging around his neck. He had indeed heard the words of the Skywing race, and that was what he cared about most.

--what?

No...dead?

“…cough,” a weak cough came from her finally open mouth, and large amounts of blood came out, but she was still alive, even though Su Er could see that Xin Ke had difficulty even lifting her head.

As if awakened by the words of the Skywing race, Xin Ke trembled slightly.

"Oh? It seems like it can hold on for a while longer? That's good, that's good... Hmm?" Jibril was delighted to discover that she could enjoy a little more of her wonderful revenge time, but her words suddenly stopped.

Tilting her head in confusion, the pink-haired Skywing looked at the weed deeply embedded in the tree with bewilderment. She tremblingly raised her right hand, her index finger pointing at herself... and there was a slightly upturned corner of her mouth, a strange smile.

laugh?

Is it even possible to laugh at a time like this?

Jibril suddenly realized that she couldn't understand what kind of thought process this weed that had deviated from its own species had... or rather, that's why it was here?

Not only did her confusion remain unresolved, but suddenly, Jibril felt something warm, slippery, and wet grab her calf.

!!!

She abruptly lowered her head, and in Jibril's sight, the beast that called itself human revealed a bloodstained smile, slamming a round iron ring hard onto her thigh!

Dark gray lightning spread, and the shimmering white elf emanating from the childlike Skywing race spread rapidly. The two formed an invisible battlefield centered on the ring, and even her entire body convulsed as she tried to swing the scythe in her hand, but it was too late.

After locking the goblin's chain around Jibril's thigh, without the slightest hesitation, Sull clenched his blood-stained fist and slammed it hard into the Skywing's face!

bottom up!

Rising Dragon!!!

Chapter 146 Madness

Time seemed to stand still, as if fine sand was flowing slowly from a narrow neck, and even the movement of the air sprites became still.

With her head tilted slightly back and her entire body curved in an arc in mid-air, Jibril hadn't reacted yet... or to be more precise, because reality was too far beyond her imagination to comprehend, her thoughts were completely disconnected.

what happened?

Why does my chin hurt?

Why do I see the dome above my head?

Am I... being attacked?

Fragments of thoughts flickered in Jibril's mind as she tried to make sense of everything.

By a wild beast... an otherworldly creature that calls itself human...

An otherworldly creature that looks like a monkey...

I got hit by a monkey?

This bizarre fact was so overwhelming that Jibril's first reaction wasn't even anger at being insulted... but rather a desire to laugh.

It's unclear what flashed through the Skywing's mind in that brief moment, but Suer knew he absolutely couldn't let any opportunity slip by. The lock rings forged by Ronnie couldn't possibly work on the Skywing for long; it was a possibility that shouldn't even be fantasized about—so, he absolutely couldn't miss it!

The lock he had crawled over and hidden while enduring the physical pain, while Xin Ke was struggling to stay afloat, would be his and Xin Ke's last chance for survival!

Like a mindless beast that bites its prey and never lets go, holding its breath, Sur followed the Winged Race, which was flying backward in mid-air, with a punch! And another punch! Knee! Teeth! Forehead! Every place it could hit!

Burn out the last breath!

There were no vital organs, and even the teeth that were torn off turned into specks of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The broken wounds not only did not bleed, representing the life of the creature, but they were also gradually healing and repairing themselves during the blows. Such futile and useless actions almost drove a person crazy. If it were in the past, Su Er would probably have gone mad with despair, but at this moment, this man held on to his last breath.

boom!

Finally, the punch was blocked by a small hand.

"...That's enough," the pink-haired winged creature finally reconnected with her lost train of thought, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly flipped over while holding Suer's fist, and kicked directly at Suer's head. Her legs looked very short and tender, but the merciless force clearly told Suer that if he was kicked, his head would probably explode on the spot.

Without hesitation, even the instant Jibril lifted her leg, Sull had already bent down to dodge.

Failed!

!!!

Jibril's pupils dilated in shock. Based on her understanding of this otherworldly creature, there was no way he could have dodged this attack!

But no one would answer her questions. Sue even seized the opportunity when Jibril was exposed and slammed her head hard into her forehead!

Bang! !