Why can't humans do it too?

Chapter 150 Answer

A tidal wave of throbbing pain assaulted Suer's consciousness. All he could see was a dark world. His attempt to lift his leg became the final straw that broke the camel's back. His legs trembled like an avalanche, as if he had lost all his strength. Suer knelt down on the ground, using his arms to support himself so that he wouldn't fall.

He didn't want to go to sleep yet.

He could even hear his own heartbeat, but Xin Ke's surgical technique was still not removed from his body—or rather, he dared not remove it until he received effective treatment.

The little girl of the Skywing race seemed to be lying motionless on the ground, completely defenseless, but Suer was not naive enough to think that she had lost the ability to resist. Rather, both he and Xinke were troubled by this problem.

They did not restrict the Skywing's abilities at all; its current immobility was simply because the Skywing did not want to move.

How can I kill the Skywing?

How can I kill a sprite formed from pure energy?

Does she possess something like a core?

If it really exists, then where would it be?

Such a life is like a treasure trove containing endless secrets. If Xin Ke were to study it on her own, it would probably take decades to fully understand it... although Xin Ke's opinion is needed for now.

His dim vision regained light and color, and as he slowly steadied his breathing, Su Er looked at Xin Ke on the other side, asking a question—he was too exhausted to speak.

But even without words, given the intelligence of that forest elf genius, he should know what he wants to ask, right?

With such hope, Su Er saw Xin Ke, who had struggled to stand up by supporting herself on the edge of the ancient tree, and after a slight pause, she shook her head at him.

Is there no other way?

Is it simply that we can't kill this Skywing? Or is it that we can't kill her while also intercepting any messages she might send out?

"Hey, you over there... people."

The sudden sound interrupted the eye contact between Suer and Xinke; it was the Skywing creature.

As if unaware of the commotion around her, Jibril simply lay quietly on the ground with her arms outstretched, staring blankly at the dome above her head. The once sealed and intact rock dome had been completely blown open by the explosions just now, and through the open hole, one could see the red sky, where stars were still twinkling.

"..."

Suer just listened, even though he wanted to say something, he didn't have the strength to open his mouth.

“I have challenged stronger beings and been defeated many times… Even when I knew that they were far stronger than myself, and my companions tried to dissuade me countless times—I still won in the end.”

The earlier maniacal laughter and weeping had vanished, and the pink-haired Skywing's words were unexpectedly calm, even indifferent, as if he were telling someone else's story.

"So, when you said the words 'I won't win'... what were your thoughts?" As she finished speaking, the Skywing, who had been gazing at the sky, turned her head to look at the man kneeling beside her.

She wanted to know the answer to this question.

Even though she wasn't at her strongest as a Skywing, and was even weaker due to her misuse of spirits, she was still an insurmountable chasm between herself and this beast, this person.

The power gap between himself and him was like that between the Dragon Essence and the Skywing.

They also won.

There was nothing she couldn't or didn't want to admit; she had indeed lost the battle—Jibriel was all too familiar with defeat over the years, and it didn't affect her mind in the slightest.

They fought 19 giants in a coordinated effort and fought 1 alone; they fought 3 dragon spirits in a coordinated effort and fought 1 alone; they fought 3 fantasy creatures in a coordinated effort and fought 1 alone... In total, they fought 245 times and survived every single one.

However, despite these glorious achievements, she suffered injuries requiring healing spells 116 times. Although she successfully defeated three superior races on her own, she was defeated 29 times more often before the successful defeats... that is, 87 times.

Failure is nothing new to us.

Therefore, more than the current defeat, Jibril was curious about the otherworldly creature's... feelings after winning.

Will the feeling of overcoming a huge chasm and achieving victory be the same as hers? Or similar? Or completely different?

She wanted to know the answer, and even had a premonition that her master, the great God of War Artesius, would also be curious about such an answer.

"..."

However, she was met with silence, only the sound of the wind blowing through the area.

Jibril could see the man struggling to open his mouth; his face, stained with blood, sweat, and mud, made him look particularly ferocious. He wanted to squeeze out some answer from his throat, but he couldn't make a sound.

Suer wanted to answer.

"For me, it would have been a delightful battle..." Unconcerned by Sul's silence, the pink-haired winged creature continued to recount the past, "It was a battle I would never forget, even in death, forever etched in my heart as I slowly die. Compared to that memory, the time before the victory must have been incredibly joyful, incredibly moving... a truly fulfilling experience."

His star-like eyes gazed upon him.

Would you be like that?

"……I……"

"...cough...I..."

The voice was so faint it was almost inaudible, so hoarse it sounded like sawing wood, so damp it was like a mud pit. Suer struggled to breathe, sending out those muffled words.

"...I...survived..."

With great difficulty, he finally uttered the answer in his heart, even though this action made him even more exhausted, as if he would fall asleep and never wake up again in the next second. But Suer persisted - he knew it was necessary, and he had to give his answer here.

I survived.

That was his only thought when he uttered those three words.

No feelings of emotion, no unforgettable memories, no sense of fulfillment—none of it exists.

“…Is that so?” the inorganic entity murmured, the pink-haired winged being turning its gaze back to the red sky. “Is this your answer now?”

He seemed to understand something, but didn't continue speaking.

With heavy steps, Xin Ke finally reached Su Er's side. She didn't spare the Skywing creature beside her a single extra glance. She wanted to help Su Er up but ultimately gave up on the idea. Instead, she slowly dragged him along... towards the pool filled with herbs.

Chapter 151 Undetermined

For a fleeting moment, Suer thought he was dead, that he had escaped the world full of death and lifelessness, and returned to the place of his past life. However, the next second his eyes told him that this was just a delusion.

Unlike the small pool at the beginning, this is now more accurately described as a lake than a pool—it's simply too big.

The only thing that Suer found familiar was the simple wooden house he had built himself... Only that wooden house remained, and the land was reduced to the area around the house with some plants and flowers. Apart from that, there was water, like a small island in the middle of a lake, surrounding the wooden house.

Artificial hills covered with flowers and plants are scattered across the lake. The one Su'er is currently leaning against is the largest of them. When she takes a deep breath, she can smell the familiar scent of herbs. She can also scoop up floating grass leaves with her hand. The lake water is deep green.

Looking around, a bold idea suddenly popped into Suer's mind—could it be that the entire lake is filled with potion?

Isn't that a bit too extravagant?

Unnamed flowers bloomed in the lake. Even within the few seconds after Suer awoke, he saw a flower bud gradually raise its head in front of him, then open its petals, with tiny points of light spilling from the stamen, like stars.

Beautiful… Sur stared blankly at all of this, then suddenly slapped his cheeks hard. Because compared to the lake that had suddenly appeared—which could at least be explained—shouldn't the things floating above it be more concerning?!

The various objects constructed from the translucent blue starlight that he had once seen with Okan floated above his head like clouds. They were models created by Okan after Suer had described them verbally, and without exception, they were all things that Suer had seen in his previous life.

However, at this moment, they are not the size that the model should have. Apart from a few special things, the rest are undoubtedly the size they should have.

Staring intently at the refrigerator standing in front of the wooden house on the small island in the middle of the lake, with the refrigerator door wide open, Suer could even see white mist slowly drifting out through the crack in the door—was that cold air?

Wait a minute, why are they all refrigerators, and why are they those translucent star-shaped objects?!

To be honest, it was precisely because of this fantastical atmosphere that Su'er didn't react immediately after waking up, so... what was Xin Ke doing?!

No, it should be, what did Xin Ke do?!

And what about the Skywing race?!

Yes, the chains binding Xinke the elf had been torn apart by the pink-haired winged girl. Now, she was free from all restraints and possessed full power...

Suer's heart sank suddenly.

Will she still remember the promise?

I think so... judging from that forest elf's personality, she probably wouldn't deny it...

While lost in thought, Suer suddenly saw something float past on the water in front of him.

A pair of pure white wings, like oars, paddled across the water, propelling the small body forward. Its fair legs were taut and straight, with the instep and calf forming a straight line—ha?

As if struck by a sudden epileptic seizure, Su'er's fingers and lips trembled. He pointed shakily at the object that was floating past in front of him, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Isn't that the Skywing race?!

There was no mistake about those wings, and even the clothes that were somewhat tattered from the successive explosions were still clinging to his body, perfectly blocking his view even though they were soaked in the pool water.

But why is she still here?!

No, no, what I should be saying is—why does she look so friendly and kind while playing in the water?!

Although Suer didn't utter a single loud fart for a long time, the splashes he made due to the intense turmoil in his heart easily attracted the attention of the Skywing race with excellent senses.

Suddenly sitting up from her face down, the pink-haired Skywing girl sat cross-legged on the water, bobbing up and down.

Seeing that Sull was still not quite aware of what was happening, and even his outstretched fingers were trembling in the air, the Skywing turned his head slightly and smiled.

"Oh? He's awake?"

They addressed each other affectionately by their race; in Suer's current memory, only Okan and this Skywing seemed to have ever called him that, as if they were old friends.

"Honestly, you've been sleeping for way too long! Even with so many herbs and healing spells, it still took this long. Are all human bodies as weak as yours? To be honest, I'm getting a little impatient..."

With her arms crossed over her chest, she muttered to herself, but before she could finish a sentence, the pink-haired winged creature straightened her body and stretched out a big yawn.

"..."

To be honest, this overly friendly attitude left Suer unsure how to respond. Judging from the Skywing race's attitude, it was as if their previous battles and pain were all fake. However, their killing intent and urgent desire for the other party to die were not fake.