Moe Girl Guardians

Wu Feng covered his face, having completely transformed into the special form of the [Netherworld Jade Pavilion]...

Embracing the "it's going to be like this sooner or later" mentality, Wu Feng calmly (though conflictedly) accepted the reality. The only thing to be thankful for was that his gender hadn't changed... If that changed too, he might as well just disappear...

"Sha, are you there?" Wu Feng whispered. He still had many things he wanted to know: what happened in the Type-Moon world after he disappeared, how he survived, and why he came here.

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The lack of response for a long time made Wu Feng's heart tighten. Normally, this would be impossible. Although Sha seemed cunning and unreliable, she would always respond if he called her, no matter how unwilling she was. There would never be a situation where there was no reply for a long time.

Worried, Wu Feng opened the record page. Even without Sha's presence, he could still look at the records to search for the cause. It had been a long time since Wu Feng had looked at the record page. He scrolled through several pages before finally finding the familiar place.

[Achieved the Blue-Tier Achievement: Call Me Your Majesty]

[Reward: 1 Overworld Expansion Slot]

[Activation Condition: Complete the mission of cross-world slaughter]

[Main World Expansion: Special Reward, allows you to select three worlds as your main world simultaneously after use]

[Gained 40 Stigmata, current total 53 Stigmata]

As he scanned downwards, Wu Feng had a general idea of ​​what had happened. At the critical moment when her consciousness was fading, Sha forcibly used her authority to activate the newly obtained reward, set the Type-Moon world as the main world, and then reconstructed the dissipation to offset it, and then came to the Game No Life world, where she housed herself in the empty body.

Could the transformation of Sora into a female character be because of him...? Wu Feng wondered inexplicably.

To protect her consciousness, the system's energy was depleted, and Sha also entered a dormant state. At least until the energy was restored, she would not be able to wake up. Understanding the reason, Wu Feng was relieved, at least nothing unexpected happened.

Looking at the dark surroundings, Wu Feng frowned. He was a typical otaku who liked to stay at home, but only if there was anime playing!

Without hesitation, he escaped the dark space. His relationship with Kong was one of escaping; he could leave whenever he wanted.

The world brightened, and a luxurious room full of fairytale charm appeared before him. Beside him, two beautiful girls, one older and one younger, sat close together, their pretty faces occasionally showing confusion. Nearly a hundred books were placed in their hands and at their feet.

Wu Feng's appearance seemed to have failed to surprise the two, or rather, it was as if he did not exist; the two completely ignored him.

Feeling the emptiness within his body, Wu Feng understood the reason. He had once been the embodiment of death power, manifested to the point that ordinary people could see him. Now, however, he had only partially recovered his outline, and the power of death had not yet been restored. He was equivalent to an ordinary undead, and no human being with any power could see him.

Should he be glad he came to the game of life...? Wu Feng thought to himself, conflicted. With this weak body, he would have to run away from any slightly stronger monster. His death power had not been restored. Although he still had strength, his body was too fragile. He dared not exert any force. Before he could use his full strength, he would collapse first.

Blank had only been the king of the human race for a few days, and his faith was truly limited. If he wanted Wu Feng to return to his prime, it would take at least several decades to recover through faith alone...

However, after learning that he had entered the world of No Game No Life, Wu Feng already had a general idea. (To be continued...)

P.S.: It seems the vast majority have no objections, so let's start the story again.

Chapter 259 Awakening:

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Chapter 260 Skywing Seed

In the world of Disbots, violence is forbidden, and games are the mainstream. But no matter how awkward the status of violence is in this world, Wu Feng's primary task is to restore his power.

The fragile form that was barely formed, the empty shell without the power of death, compared to before, the body was like porcelain, which would crack easily with the slightest force, making Wu Feng extremely uncomfortable.

Wu Feng wandered around the room a few times to get used to his newly formed body. He was grateful for the fact that ghosts didn't have to walk but floated; the feeling of being able to float was wonderful!

Drifting casually to the window, Wu Feng found himself in the capital of the human kingdom of Elzia. As the only human kingdom, it had a high population density. From his palace, he could see the general outline of the city, bustling with people. Apart from Earth, this was the first time Wu Feng had ever seen such a scene.

Most of the buildings of the human race are very ordinary, but they have a unique fantasy color unique to the two-dimensional world, which makes people feel comfortable. Among them, two magnificent buildings particularly attracted Wu Feng's attention: one is a modern building that is taller than the royal palace, and the other is a special building that is enveloped by a huge power.

It should be the orc embassy on the mainland and the library where Jibril, the Skywing, resides.

After glancing briefly at the orc embassy, ​​Wu Feng turned his attention to another library. As far as Disbod was concerned, the orc architecture could be considered ultramodern, but it was still a bit inferior to Earth's architecture, and their strength was also average. The only attractive feature was probably the beast-eared girls.

In another library resides the sixth and final Skywing, Jibril, a unique being who transcends all ranks.

With partial mastery of the Third Law, the Heavenly Cup, and sufficient magical power, Wu Feng could potentially rebuild a body identical to his original one, breaking down and rebuilding, and even advance further.

However, the required magical power is unimaginably vast. Wu Feng is at the lower level of the Berserker rank, and even if he were to absorb the upper level of the Berserker rank to rebuild his body, it would be absolutely impossible. His physical attributes are too special; at least all the magical power of a Quasi-God level would be needed to have any hope of rebuilding his body.

They are the two lowest-ranking races among the sixteen. Even all the humans and orcs combined probably couldn't reconstruct his body; they have no energy within them, and no matter how many came, they wouldn't provide enough.

The best choice is the top six of the sixteen races. The problem is how to convince them. There is only one god left, Tetu, who is the only god in the world. In terms of power alone, he may not be as good as the third one, but he controls all the power in the world. Wu Feng even guessed that he already has some of the rights to the world's will.

If I could find him, given my special status, Tet might lend a hand, providing me with ample energy... but that guy just happens to reside on the highest piece. I'd probably be dead before I even get there...

Fantasy races, elf races, dragon spirit races, and giant races are all races not mentioned in the anime; there's nowhere to find them... Wait, at the beginning of the story, a dragon spirit seemed to appear near Elzia, but now nobody knows where it flew off to...

Wu Feng focused his gaze on the direction of the library. Its exterior was also a typical human-type building, but the immense magical power it contained was enough to easily destroy a human city. He figured that restoring himself shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Most importantly, the Winged Race has a passion for knowledge. If other races appeared before him, he wouldn't know how to persuade them. But as for knowledge, the tablet given to him by the Transmigrated Otaku Alliance contains no less knowledge than the 4 blank books.

Floating to the doorway, Wu Feng opened it and floated out of the castle. He already had a general idea, and then he would discuss the issues with Jibril. In any case, he wouldn't be captured and dissected in this game world.

However, he still maintains a host relationship with Kong. He cannot leave Kong for too long or too far before his strength is restored, otherwise his newly formed body will dissipate again sooner or later, just like the source of nothingness.

In the silent room, the door creaked open and then slammed shut. The sound startled the Blank Sisters, who put down their books and watched the scene with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"Bai...did the door...open and close by itself just now?" Kong Jiang hugged Bai tightly and said, his body trembling slightly.

"..." Bai didn't speak, but under the slight trembling of the air, he also began to tremble.

Both are highly intelligent children, fearless in any game, and willing to risk their lives without hesitation. However, when it comes to real-world problems, they are just NEETs who are even more useless than ordinary people.

"...According to the book, there are no ghosts or monsters among the sixteen races..." The highly intelligent Bai quickly scanned the knowledge he had read, confirmed that there were no ghosts or monsters in this world, and said with relief.

"Haha, that's right. How could ghosts and monsters exist? It must be the wind, that's for sure!" Kong laughed loudly, explaining the possible cause. His eyes scanned the surroundings. The door was closed, the windows were not open, and everything outside was calm. Where was the wind coming from...?

Just as the two relaxed and picked up their books again, the door opened without any warning.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"I've brought some snacks, would you like some...?" Stevie, carrying freshly made snacks, walked into the room excitedly, only to be stunned by the sight of the two sisters hugging each other inside.

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On the street outside the palace, Wu Feng floated towards the library. Home is indeed the best... Feeling his skin burning slightly from the sun, Wu Feng increased his flying speed.

The library wasn't far from the palace; after a short while, we arrived at the gate.

Opening the massive entrance doors, the interior is far more magnificent than it appears. Rows upon rows of books are densely packed on the floor and walls.

There are also bookshelves surrounded by strange characters, floating in mid-air, reaching heights of tens of meters. I guess only the underground library of the future Scarlet Devil Mansion can rival them.

As Wu Feng scanned the books, he floated forward. In just a short while, he had already seen records of several races, the most numerous being the records of the Forest Elves concerning the Elf Corridor.

In the center of the library, a girl with waist-length pink hair sat on a table, flipping through the books she had collected with one hand, and taking small sips of tea with the other.

Behind her waist, a pair of pure white wings were folded up.

Noticing the uninvited guest at the door, the girl put down her cup, a sense of curiosity rising within her. Some of the spells she had set up hadn't been triggered. Who could this be in this human city? (To be continued...)

P.S.: Thank you all for your support. Reading the book reviews has lifted my spirits considerably. I've also had a bit of a cough recently, but maintaining consistent updates shouldn't be a big problem.

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Chapter 261 Jibril

"Unknown guest, my name is Jibril. May I ask what brings you here?" As Wu Feng approached the center of the library, his lively voice reached his ears.

He sped up his flight and arrived in front of Jibril in a few seconds. The girl was still flipping through a book with one hand, a faint smile on her face, sipping her tea, and turning her gaze to Wu Feng, who had just arrived.

Ordinary humans cannot see Wu Feng, and some orcs with a weak connection to elves may be able to see him, but the sixth-ranked Skywing race can undoubtedly see Wu Feng's current form clearly.

The moment Jibril saw Wu Feng, her pupils contracted, and she tightened her grip on the teacup, causing tiny cracks to appear where Wu Feng couldn't see them.

"I have something I'd like to ask Lady Jibril for help with," Wu Feng said respectfully while floating in mid-air. As the one making the request, and given that it was their first meeting, he wanted to leave a good impression on Jibril.

Then a burst of heat filled the air, and a mouthful of hot tea sprayed out of Jibril's mouth. Her fragile body, even weaker than that of an ordinary person, made it impossible for her to dodge. She instinctively closed her eyes, and a large amount of tea fell on Wu Feng, with some even flowing into his mouth. This made his face twitch. Was this some kind of unconventional welcome?

At first, Jibril thought that someone of another race had come here specifically to see her, but after seeing Wu Feng, she immediately realized that he was not one of the sixteen known races.

Aside from the God-type, which I haven't hunted, I have a record of successfully hunting the Fantasy-type, Dragon-type, Giant-type, and Jibril, the last individual among them, although the number of times I failed is unknown.

The remaining races had all been encountered while collecting books. Without further exploration, it's clear from the surface that Wu Feng doesn't belong to any of them. An excitement for the unknown surged within him!

Jibril stood up instantly, her pretty face flushed with excitement, her eyes looking at her like a creepy uncle eyeing a little girl, and a greedy smile appeared on her lips. In this era where fighting is forbidden, the only hobby left for the Skywing race is the pursuit of the unknown.

Opening her eyes, Jibril's expression sent a chill down Wu Feng's spine. He hadn't thought much of it in the anime; in fact, he'd found it quite amusing. But in reality, it was a completely different story!

Her expression was flushed and yearning, like that of a lovesick woman, but the coldness deep in her eyes reminded Wu Feng of a familiar scene—the same feeling he had when he walked up to Eirin in Gensokyo, a fear of the unknown. Wu Feng was now certain that if it weren't for the rules, Jibril would have captured him, imprisoned him, and perhaps released him after thoroughly studying him. That is, if he could survive until then.

Well, after being studied by Eirin for over a month, he's still afraid of Jibril! Besides, the other party can't touch him.

I paid a little attention to Jibril's outfit, and it was indeed quite shocking, just like in the anime. Her beautiful legs were clad in white stockings and red and white striped ankle socks, a unique combination. She wore a long skirt with an opening at the waist, with slits on all four sides, revealing her black panties with the slightest movement. The fabric on her upper body was barely more than her underwear.

It could be described as a rather daring outfit.

"Spraying tea on our first meeting? Is that a unique way of welcoming people from the Skywing race, or am I just too scary-looking...? But the taste of the tea is definitely something to behold..." Wu Feng said hesitantly, wiping the tea off his face and letting some drip into his mouth. He was truly glad that his clothes were illusions...

...But the taste is still quite good, with a light and refreshing aroma...

"Ahem," Jibril realized her rudeness and felt a little embarrassed. She straightened her posture and sat down at the table like a beautiful lady.

"Your beauty is unparalleled even among my Skywing race, but your race is unlike anything I've ever seen in my six thousand four hundred years of memories, so I can't help but be surprised."

"...Let me make it clear first, I'm a man..."

"...I apologize again." After a few seconds of stunned silence, the teacup in her hand shattered. Jibril stared at Wu Feng's face with a conflicted expression and repeated herself. She had encountered cross-dressers quite a few times in her memory, but a cross-dresser who was even more beautiful than herself... she really couldn't accept it!

"Back to the main topic, may I ask your name?" After regaining her composure and tidying the table with a new tea set, Jibril spoke with an upright demeanor, but her eyes kept unconsciously sweeping over Wu Feng's face. In a way, her attention to him rivaled her curiosity about the unknown...

"Just call me Youfeng."

"What is the purpose of your trip?" After learning the other party's name, Jibril asked Wu Feng about the purpose of his trip.

"What do you think is the state of my body right now?" Wu Feng asked Jibril, extending his arm towards her.

"...very weak, even weaker than the sixteenth race, humans, in terms of strength alone, but there are some special features that make it difficult to draw conclusions without careful investigation." After reading carefully, Jibril's excitement intensified. She was not only interested in the race, but also in the other party's current state.

"That's it. My body is very weak right now. My goal is to hope that Jibril can help me regain my form." Moving his weak body, Wu Feng just wanted to recover as soon as possible.

"Body reconstruction magic?" If it's about reshaping a body, it wouldn't be too difficult for her.

"No, I just need you to provide magic."

Jibril's interest grew stronger. As for magic, she couldn't sense any elf presence from the other person. Without elves, magic couldn't be cast, and pure magic would only be harmful to the body.

"Okay," Jibril nodded readily, it was just a small favor for her, but before Wu Feng could even feel happy, she also set her conditions.

"As a price, after my body was remodeled, I needed to know everything about her."