I am a mindless machine.

Even after discovering this fact, Jibril remained fearless, even more excited, every cell in her body trembling. Fighting against beings far stronger than herself was an incredibly enjoyable experience in itself.

What's more, they're evenly matched right now! Even if she tries everything and can't kill her opponent, and the opponent doesn't seem to want to kill her—doesn't that mean she can attack to her heart's content?

This is the most useful free punching bag ever!

The worst outcome is death, which is a great deal!

With that thought, she put on a fierce expression, and a lightsaber appeared in her hand again—she leaped forward!

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Mastering the Necessary 'Chess Pieces'

Meanwhile, on the other side...

"...Sunset? Why...are you here?"

As the boundless darkness receded, Shubi's vision returned to light. Seeing the girl standing before her, she couldn't hide her astonishment. Then, in a moment, she immediately recalled the situation before she fell into the darkness and said to the setting sun in a panic, "Run... There are... Winged Races here!... Huh?"

Hugh instinctively intended to warn Sunset that there was danger and they should run! But when her reconnaissance devices restarted—and she assessed the terrain within a ten-kilometer radius—an even more bewildered expression appeared on her delicate face. Her words became monotonous syllables.

Where is this place?

Here's a slight correction: she did indeed begin her reconnaissance—but she uncovered something she couldn't believe herself. Wanting to verify her findings, she temporarily forgot the danger and looked around. The scene around her was indescribable, a constantly shifting panorama of light.

It was like a series of different scenes switching one after another, with light and shadow, mountains and hills, some recurring scenery, and some completely different scenery. Although the senses could perceive the terrain outside—it was changing rapidly at a frequency of less than 0.1 seconds.

"You're finally awake! Don't worry, you're out of danger now."

Seeing Shubi awaken, the sunset gave her a reassuring smile and spoke softly. The girl's appearance remained as harmless as ever, but her pair of crystalline, purplish-red eyes now displayed countless layers of patterns, like an infinitely folded kaleidoscope, creating ever-changing effects against a purple background. Shubi tried to understand what kind of magic it was, but even as an analytical being with specialized analytical abilities, she couldn't discern the effects of those techniques at all.

That's probably... something unimaginable.

She couldn't even sense the movement of the surrounding spirits—this was the first time. Even during her battle with Jibril, she could vaguely sense the direction of the spirits Jibril controlled with brute force, which allowed her to barely dodge several attacks. But now, she couldn't sense anything at all.

Whether it was magic, elf-like—no, even the aura of existence—the girl had now completely concealed it.

"Just a little longer, we're almost there... Ah, we're here."

"You mentioned... what do you mean by...?"

Just as Shubi was pondering this, the setting sun suddenly spoke again. Shubi looked over in confusion—and then, for the third time, showed a look of astonishment.

This is the outside of a cave.

To be more specific—this is the outer perimeter of the secret base of the ghosts and others.

"!?when.....?"

Shubi examined the timer within her body and came to a conclusion. From the sudden darkness until now, only 614 seconds had passed—just over ten minutes—yet she had traversed tens of thousands of miles. Even the combat units of the Machine Race couldn't achieve such a short time. Moreover, she hadn't felt any movement at all.

"Ah... I set up a passage entrance here, so we can come back directly through the folding space. Although I can only maintain it for a short time—don't worry about revealing the location, after all, concealment is a specialty skill of vampires." Seeing Shiro's puzzled look, Yuhi explained, then walked towards the cave: "Let's go, judging by the time, Riku should have woken up by now. If he wakes up and doesn't see you... he'll probably panic, right?"

At this point, she seemed to have made a connection to something, and a somewhat bewildered expression appeared on her face.

If I disappeared, how would Lady Yu react...?

No... or rather, the other way around, if Lord Yu one day discovers I'm useless and abandons me, then I...

The setting sun couldn't help but speculate in her mind, but she couldn't come to a conclusion no matter what she did. She had no choice but to temporarily set aside these wild thoughts and focus her energy on the task Yun You had assigned her. To prevent that later scenario from actually happening, she had to work even harder!

After all, Yunyou brought Xiyang along not just to cast an illusion spell to help Shubi escape, but also to save time and provide her with information about the next steps along the way. Now, she was preparing to share this information with Riku and the other two, hoping to find an alternative method as quickly as possible.

"Ah...!" Upon hearing this, Shubi was still confused about what was happening, but the joy of escaping death and the surprise of seeing Riku again instantly filled her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.

However, before that, she still needed to ask the most important question: "Where... is Yunyou?" After all, in her memory, Xiyang and Yunyou were like light and shadow, always inseparable. But now Xiyang was alone, and Yunyou was nowhere to be found.

Such an unusual event naturally attracts attention.

Recalling what she had just experienced, Hugh suddenly thought of a terrible possibility.

Could it be...?

"Ah, you mean Lady Yu?" Seeing Shubi's sudden look of disappointment, Yu quickly understood what she was thinking and hurriedly explained, "Of course Lady Yu is alright, don't worry. She's probably fighting that Winged Race member right now."

The girl proudly raised her head, puffed out her meager chest, and said arrogantly, as if boasting about her abilities, "You don't need to worry—Lady Yu is incredibly powerful! She's just a mere Skywing, more than enough for her!"

"She'll probably be back soon after she finishes training her self-control. Let's start discussing... how to end this great battle."

...

...

Ending this battle is proving more complicated than I imagined.

Yunyou skillfully deflected the jet-black scythe wielded by Jibril with the white blade that materialized in her hand—a scythe that had been condensed to its ultimate elven form, absorbing all visible light like a black hole. She silently thought to herself.

However, this is also good, as it makes it easier for me to collect some things.

Ever since Jibril realized she didn't intend to kill, she channeled all the Pokémon energy she should have used for defense into offense. Although Yunyou wasn't entirely defensive, Jibril didn't care about attacks that weren't aimed at a fatal wound... No, given her current state, she probably wouldn't even care about a fatal wound. It was a style of fighting that traded blows for blows.

How can one defeat someone far stronger than oneself? What methods can be used to find a chance of victory in the ethereal void? What mindset can be used to avoid defeat? In short, all these thoughts are unnecessary.

For Jibril, all that was needed was—enlightenment.

To achieve victory, since the goal is to break the opponent's bones, one must have the courage to let the opponent break one's own bones. This is only natural.

For victory—all common sense is just a trivial obstacle!

Jibril grinned menacingly, nimbly spinning to meet the deflected scythe once more. The black blade, like a venomous snake, burrowed into her opponent's blind spot, but she knew this move would fail again. But so what? The ruthless girl reveled in the moment of battle.

The scale of the battle had shrunk countless times compared to before. This was because Jibril had realized that if she were to engage in a long-range sniping battle, the only outcome would be the exhaustion of her own power. Although her opponent possessed only a machine-type body, their spirit power had reached the level of a dragon-type (referring to normal attack power). Frankly, Jibril had absolutely no idea how the opponent's body structure was constructed. There was no way it could fit inside; how come it hadn't exploded yet?

In short, Jibril has now completely abandoned aerial combat and entered the ground combat phase. Yun You, as before, perfectly cooperated, using the same techniques as Jibril to engage in ground combat. This gave her a glimmer of hope for victory once again.

"........."

Yunyou silently blocked Jibril's attack.

Jibril wasn't the only one who truly benefited from this battle. She disliked pointless fights. Besides the most basic control training, since she had already decided to fight, she might as well take the opportunity to collect that item.

"(Analysis – An analysis of the techniques that constitute the existence of the Skywing Species…)"

Yunyou silently recited this crucial data in her mind, which was essential for the next step.

If we want to accomplish that task, this is absolutely essential intelligence.

Having decided to conquer this world, Yun You certainly couldn't follow the original storyline exactly. Having thoroughly mastered every plot point in the original work, she had only one goal—

First, let's get our hands on the Star Cup.

The white-haired girl thought to herself with a hint of pleasure.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: An Unexpected Turn of Events

Yunyou recalled the doubts she had when she first watched No Game No Life.

Later in the book, after Shubi died and passed her heart on to all the Machine Guns, Einzshi, the Machine Gun that served as the All-Link Commander, clearly told Riku the reason why the Ghosts' operation would fail—that is, it was impossible to transfer such a powerful energy with only thirty-two access control points.

If that's the case, why didn't Riku choose to install more passage controls? If thirty-two weren't enough, then he could have installed sixty-four or ninety-six—even Shiro, being an Analytical Being, could create thirty-two. So, with a total of fifteen thousand Machine Guns at the time, making a thousand passage controls shouldn't have been a big problem, right?

But now, Yunyou, having acquired the performance and computing power of the machine, understands.

The reason why Riku in the book did not do that was because he understood that it would be a pointless action.

—He learned of Altshu's (the strongest) existence.

The Star Cup, a conceptual device capable of controlling everything, is determined to appear through the Elf Corridor that runs through the origin of the world; however, the question remains: once the Star Cup appears—where will it be located?

The answer is to be near the one who possesses the greatest power.

In the original work, the True Scripture Star Killer, who possessed 70% of the power after fusing the combined powers of Collapse Roar, Divine Strike, Marrow Explosion, and Void Zero Protection, still had a 52% chance of causing the Star Grail to appear directly in the opponent's hands, compared to Althu, who was in a weakened state after unleashing Divine Strike. That was the Divine Marrow, which was known as the strongest concept.

Therefore, if it were simply a matter of creating hundreds of access barriers and channeling all the power underground, the Star Grail would almost certainly appear before Altshu, and all their efforts would instantly be in vain. Moreover, if it weren't for the True Scripture Star Killer, it's questionable whether that power that pierced the earth's core would even belong to Riku.

Furthermore, after piercing through the Earth's core—that superhuman power will erupt like a volcano. Faced with such a terrifying roar, it's estimated that anyone except for those with the physical attributes of fantasy or divine species would instantly vaporize, since that's the epicenter of the power eruption. Ordinary people wouldn't even have the chance to grasp the Star Cup.

In conclusion, for the situation described in the original work to occur is truly a miracle that would be difficult to explain even with the protagonist's plot armor.

What Yunyou needs to do now is to rewrite that miracle... and complete another miracle in another way.

However—that requires some means.

Thinking this, Yunyou conjured a scythe identical to the one in Jibril's hand in her right hand, concentrated her power on it, and with one slash, cut the reduced version of the Sky Strike that the Skywing girl had unleashed at extremely close range in half. It was like a raging wave crashing into a stone pillar. The remaining shockwave passed by Yunyou's sides, creating new terrain once again.

The battle wasn't over yet, of course, but this level of combat required very little effort from her at her current level. It was like using a high-level character to stomp on a weak opponent; mechanically reacting, dodging, and casting skills was enough. What skill was needed?

The only real problem is that Jibril's attacks are now all-out, all-out assaults... Oh, the problem I'm referring to isn't that my life is in danger, but rather that it's hard not to put her life in danger... Right now, Jibril has probably used every trick in the book, she's practically ready to self-destruct...

.......

Okay, now even self-destruction is happening.

Yun You watched the joyful expression on Jibril's face, feeling the elf's contraction that made the entire world tremble—the core of which was clearly the magic formula that constituted her very existence. She silently swallowed her earlier thought. At the same time, she felt a deep pity for the minds of the Skywing race. A race whose very existence was solely for fighting and enjoying slaughter… how were they any different from heartless machines?

Dragon spirits can unleash a devastating attack—the Roar of Destruction—at the cost of their own lives, but that's not their exclusive ability. The skill Jibril is about to unleash is based on that method, which is why she was able to slay dragons in the first place.

The girl with wings on her back stopped her relentless attacks and slowly landed on the hill at her feet.

"Scrap metal... no, evil spirit," Jibril said, perhaps realizing that calling her "scrap metal" now was a mockery of her inability to defeat her, so she changed her address. Her hair and clothes billowed without wind due to the ever-expanding power, and the dazzling light made her originally thin wings appear larger than her body.

"I have to admit, you're stronger than me, by a significant margin. My chances of winning are practically nonexistent."

She raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile full of murderous intent.

If Jibril still couldn't grasp this fact after fighting for so long, then she wouldn't deserve to be alive. Even though she was fighting with all her might, she still couldn't touch her opponent's body. Although touching him would likely cause significant damage, she was helpless since she couldn't even land a hit.

However, she wouldn't just leave in despair. If she did, then she wouldn't be a Skywing.

There are only Skywing race members who die in battle, not useless ones who run away.

Moreover, there are many ways to win.

"So next—I'm going to prove myself with this move. If you can hold back even against this, then let me see!"

The girl laughed in a voice as melodious as a silver bell, but her weakness was already undeniable. She didn't know if this move would kill her opponent, but she was probably doomed.

A mad look burned in her amber eyes as she unleashed the attack she had been preparing for.

—If you're confident you can dodge all attacks, then try dodging this map-wide attack!

"[Understanding] So you're planning to launch a sweeping generalization, is that right...? That's the right decision."