Why can't humans do it too?

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.

Is this a disguise? Or is it just a matter of being carefree?

Even now, recalling it, Suer can feel his internal organs and bones trembling with pain, and his fist seems to still retain the unique sensation of striking this Skywing creature.

Suer remained silent, feeling that she needed Xin Ke's explanation.

"Hmm? Why aren't you speaking? Did you get knocked mute earlier?" Sul's reluctance to speak seemed to have caused the Skywing to misunderstand something. Her small wings quickly fluttered on the water's surface, bringing her to Sul's side.

"That shouldn't be the case, right? Didn't that weed say that all your physical injuries had been healed? It even referenced our Skywing race's healing techniques... Ha, it really is just the level of a weed, huh?" The pink-haired Skywing race member muttered to himself as he peered at Suer's body.

Discomfort, this sense of incongruity made Suer feel deeply uncomfortable. He wondered if he was simply too incomprehensible to understand the thought processes of these guys.

The clothes on the Skywing were practically tattered pieces of cloth. Logically, he should have looked away now, even if he hadn't actually seen anything. But Su Er felt that looking away at this moment would make him seem like he had lost.

He opened his mouth, tried to find the right words, but realized he didn't know where to begin. In the end, all he could do was utter a dry, uninspired sentence.

"...I thought we were enemies."

It was a bit nonsensical, but the clever Skywing race completely understood what he meant. After a slight pause, the pink-haired Skywing race clutched his stomach and burst into laughter.

Chapter 152 A Perverse Pleasure

This made Su Er even more confused and he laughed.

"Hahahaha, so that's what you think?" Having finally laughed enough, the pink-haired Skywing reached out and wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes from the laughter, and slowly asked, "Then do you know what the Skywing's motto is?"

Who would know such a thing? Su Er could only shake his head firmly.

"Kill if you want to—that's the motto of the Skywing race." The smile on her face suddenly turned cold, and the pink-haired Skywing race's cold gaze fell on Suer. Only at times like this would that young face reveal a soul far beyond her physical body. "So... shall we fight?"

That familiar killing intent reappeared, spreading upwards along Suer's spine, stimulating every nerve in his body, instantly putting him into the most vigilant posture.

However, the Skywing race did not attack.

"If that's the kind of battle you crave, then of course it's fine... After all, I remember all those pains vividly..." Her amber-colored cross-shaped pupils flashed, and the pink-haired Skywing revealed a bloodthirsty smile. At this moment, she was undoubtedly serious. If Su'er wanted to recreate the previous battle, then it was possible at any time.

Almost the instant the Skywing finished speaking, Suer shook his head vigorously without hesitation.

"Heh, kill when you want to, and don't kill when you don't want to. The past and the present are unrelated. That's how the Skywing race acts... Are you satisfied with this answer?" With a light laugh, the pink-haired Skywing race asked lightly. The oppressive killing intent disappeared in the blink of an eye, and she became that seemingly harmless little girl again.

Suer nodded vigorously.

He had completely understood what this Skywing creature meant. In short, if the conversation didn't go well, she could be chatting and laughing amicably one second and then suddenly draw her sword to kill someone the next second—or maybe she wouldn't actually draw her sword, but there was no doubt that every strike was aimed at killing the other person.

What kind of insane race is this?!

Suer sighed silently to himself.

What exactly did Xin Ke talk about with this Skywing during the time he was unconscious? What kind of agreement or balance did they reach? Why is this seemingly mad Skywing now soaking in the pool in such a friendly manner?

There were too many questions. The Skywing's explanation not only failed to dispel his doubts, but actually increased them. Suer wanted to see Xin Ke and hear her thoughts.

"Ah~, you're not looking for that weed, are you?" Seeing Sul's eyes darting left and right, the winged girl suddenly grinned, a particularly wicked smile playing on her lips. "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed... because... I've already buried it~~"

As if wanting to tell Suer this secret in secret, the pink-haired winged creature placed one hand on her cheek, deliberately lowered her voice, and slowly approached Suer, whispering something.

!!!

Shocking facts!

Xin was killed?!

Suer's mind went almost blank from the shock of this information. However, this also seemed to explain why the black-clad forest elf, a Skywing species, had not appeared until now, and even why they were safe and sound during his unconsciousness—indeed, if one of them disappeared, then they would be safe and sound.

Xin Ke has already been killed by this Winged Beast?!

His smooth breathing suddenly stopped, and even the blood flowing in his body seemed to freeze. Su Er couldn't help but clench his fists. He could see that the evil Skywing was still laughing, and even laughing more and more triumphantly.

No, wait a minute.

Suer suddenly noticed something, something he hadn't paid attention to.

The translucent blue objects floating and rotating above his head like galaxies seemed to be telling him something... If Xin Ke really died, then who made these things?

Did this Skywing species peek into his memories while he was unconscious?

Such a conjecture was immediately rejected. Although he had only met the God of Forging, Okan, once, Suer still believed Okan's words that his soul was dangerous. Even gods would fear a soul. Putting aside the fact that this sounded impressive but did not help his current situation, if this Winged creature had really touched his soul, then her current state should not be so ordinary.