Why can't humans do it too?

A flash of light appeared from its mouth, followed by a massive explosion. Torn pieces of flesh and blood sprayed out from the gaping maw, which was not fully closed. The demon's head trembled violently, and its enormous pupils burst forth with blue fluid. Its body, which had been struggling desperately, stiffened and then lost all resistance, exhibiting no further reaction except for occasional instinctive twitches.

Signaling Jasmine to release the water's restraints, Suer's backpack emitted elven energy, allowing him to fly through the air. Watching the massive body of the demon species plunge into the water, creating a towering splash, Suer felt a sense of relief.

He really won, before Hinco and Jibril arrived.

"Hello! Hello~~~ Hello!!!"

From the shouts of Jasmine echoing below, this sea creature was practically bursting with excitement—she had done it! She had killed the demon that had been harassing her sisters! She was the best queen!

Jasmine's mind was already fast-forwarding to the point where she would record her great deeds on a seashell.

"Stop shouting, stop shouting, be quiet," Su'er tried to calm the blue-haired sea creature, who had swelled up like a balloon, as she controlled her body to fly towards the sea.

"Hey! Sur! This is it! Working together with allies to defeat the invading enemy! That's the story, right?" Jasmine felt double the joy. "As expected! The allies I chose are amazing!"

Are you serious?

Looking at the sea creature that was so excited that it was circling around him on the waves, Suer would never forget the oath he had just made—had this sea creature forgotten that he had almost killed his ally?

I never expected such an idiot to care so much about allies... It's a pity that Su'er would rather find another way to let the sea creatures do what they want than entrust her safety and the success or failure of the matter to them.

The race that is most unpredictable.

As his previously excited nerves gradually calmed down, Suer felt extremely tired. If he could, he just wanted to rest for a while. Unfortunately, the sea creatures that had stayed behind with Jasmine to fight against the demons instead of diving into the sea to escape were too energetic and were now making a lot of noise around him.

"Huh? What's that?"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed marine creature raised its finger and pointed to the horizon.

Piercing through the clouds in the red sky, drawing a rapidly extending straight line, judging by the destination... it seems to be right here?

Before long, the rainbow line stopped in front of Suer, revealing its form after the gradually dissipating aura. As Suer expected, the newcomer was Xin Ke.

"...I thought Mr. Monkey would have a harder time, didn't I?" Shinko raised an eyebrow, glancing at Suer and the frolicking marine creatures beside him. "Looks like I'm a little early~"

"Ah, no..." With a deep sigh, Suer stood up and flew towards Xinke. "In fact, you've come at just the right time. Let's hurry over to Jibril's place."

"Heh~", Xin Ke chuckled softly, and didn't say much, but simply made room for Su Er on the flower boat.

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The sea creatures, curious about what Suer and Xinke were doing and shouting that they wanted to come along, were directly driven back. After changing direction and speeding up several times, these less intelligent sea creatures also had trouble keeping up.

Although it sounds like they're going to help Jibril, in reality, the battlefield between the Skywings and the Fantasy races has no room for weaker races like the Forest Elves and humans to intervene—at least, even a single Forest Elf genius like Hinker cannot get involved.

The power of that fantasy species displayed its might without restraint, spreading wantonly throughout the ocean. Not only the ocean, but even the clouds drifting in the sky were completely absorbed, as if everything was about to turn into the purest water.

Even watching the battle was difficult. Krilattini's power had completely transformed this corner of the world into His own unique world. Sue had no idea how Jibril fought in a world where even getting hurt was unthinkable.

Traversing space continuously without a fixed trajectory or landing point, striving to make her movements appear disordered and unpredictable, Jibril flashed endlessly in this dangerous water world. Her enormous size and special talents provided her with ample confidence to implement this strategy.

Even so, the inability to find a breakthrough for a long time still troubled Jibril.

This fantasy species is really too cowardly. Even its core, like the mist of death, is very difficult to find. Its unique form of existence also provides them with considerable convenience in hiding and constantly moving the location of their core.

The battle between the Skywing and the Fantasy species turned into a bizarre war of attrition. The feeling of all attacks hitting empty space and being powerless to dodge was incredibly frustrating, and it also made Jibril feel increasingly irritated.

She had tried to provoke him, but the provocative words that had worked so well against the superior races in the past were all useless against this timid fantasy creature. Jibril even resorted to the otherworldly language she had learned from Sull, but after listening to everything he said with utmost politeness, this fantasy creature would always reply with only one sentence—"Then, how about we retreat?"

Not only that, but every time He would considerately draw back the water curtain to signal Jibril to get out of there. This was clearly not a deliberate provocation, but the result made Jibril feel her blood pressure rising. She wanted to burn, to release all her power.

However, she was well aware that the power of a single Skywing species was nothing compared to that of a Fantasy species.

Based on Jibril's past experience, before she could successfully defeat a superior race, she would have to pay the price of at least ten times more defeats and injuries.

So, is this a new beginning?

Chapter 211 What Jibril Wants to See

A thought flickered in her mind, and Jibril's eyes were incredibly deep.

Unlike in the past, this time she doesn't need to kill this fantasy species to prove anything. She just needs to find its core and then bombard it with the spell written in weeds.

Once again emphasizing the purpose of the battle in her mind, Jibril searched the body of this fantasy creature completely randomly, trying to hit any place that looked suspicious.

[I have indeed heard of a unique individual among the Skywing race... who has a penchant for challenging powerful races alone. Is that you?]

Neither side stopped attacking nor dodging, yet the fantasy creature leisurely uttered questions.

"Ah~, it must be me~", Jibril replied casually, flinging ball after ball of light out of her hand and aimlessly tossing them around.

Why?

"...Do fantasy species also care about these issues?"

You cannot kill me.

Although it seemed to be true, Jibril still couldn't stand it, and a small swastika popped out from her forehead.

“It’s just that we can’t find the core yet,” Jibril sneered, her figure suddenly halting, almost causing her to be hit by the water stream that was chasing after her by Krila Tetini.

The bracelet on her wrist vibrated slightly. She knew this was a pre-arranged signal, meaning that the battle between Xin Ke and Su Er was over.

"Have all the demon species you created died?" Jibril tried to provoke the fantasy species from a different angle, but the response was still a cold, indifferent one.

It's alright.

Is this entanglement due to Altshu's orders? Or is it a decision made by their own people?

"Neither of those~", Jibril said leisurely as she moved through the space, even having the energy to stretch. "It's not because of my master, nor because of those stubborn guys. If I had to give a reason, it would be for my friends this time."

【friend?】

The fantasy species cannot understand it.

"Hmm~, guess?"

Is it the wild beast that accompanied you?

The clever fantasy species immediately ruled out the forest elf that seemed most likely to be the answer.

slap~

“That’s right~” Jibril snapped her fingers coolly and said with a grin, “Since you didn’t guess it was that weed, my impression of you is going to improve~”

[Incomprehensible]

What I don't understand is that beast, this combination that is so bizarre even in countless years of war, and the words of this Skywing.

“It’s normal not to understand, but you’ll regret it if you underestimate my friend,” Jibril said, almost to herself, and couldn’t help but chuckle. “That guy may look powerless, weaker than the smallest ant, but he burns with the most intense flame in his heart…”

"Just how dazzling a light will it unleash when that suppressed flame erupts~~~, hehe~ I can't wait any longer~"

Suddenly changing her stance from simply dodging, Jibril appeared directly in the outside world, raising her right arm and calling upon the seeds she had scattered. Countless streams of water radiating a translucent white light crashed against the sprites bursting forth around her, continuously clashing against them and preventing them from getting any closer.

"So... let me lend a helping hand here for that possibility for my friend!!"

Jibril shouted words that Krilatini could not understand at all. She could not understand why this strange winged creature valued that ordinary beast so much. The only thing she could be sure of was that an anomaly had indeed occurred, within her body, in this world made up of the water she had purified.

In the past few days of fierce fighting, Jibril's probing attacks in search of Krilattini's core left behind countless tiny particles. Even though many of them had been broken and melted away by the water carrying the power of the fantasy species, countless tiny particles still remained due to the sheer number of them.

This is exactly the moment we've been waiting for!

Decades ago, the Forest Spirits led by Shinko used techniques to capture the Fantasy Species for research. These techniques were inscribed on countless small spheres. To counteract the unique power of the Fantasy Species, dozens of layers of counteracting techniques were also placed on the outside.

Like countless rays of light, finer than silkworm silk, piercing through the water and through space, so dense that even a moment of human sight would cause dizziness. These endless threads converged in Jibril's raised hand, like a hand holding a handle to manipulate a puppet's limbs.

As her hand moved, even though she didn't have the sense of pain, Clirattini felt a kind of illusion as if her body was shifting uncontrollably.

【! ! ! 】

"Found it!"

Compared to Crilattini's shock, Jibril's lips curled into a malicious smile.

With this detection technique, more intricate than a spider web, she finally tracked down the ever-shifting core of this fantasy species, leaving it nowhere to escape.

Bang! ! !

A burst of water erupted, and all the seawater swept up by the whirlpool—no, it should be said that the pure water purified by Krilati dispersed in that instant, more fragmented than exploding fireworks, so dense that it was impossible to avoid, but it did not bring Jibril the slightest danger.

With unimaginable decisiveness, upon realizing that the location of its core had been discovered by this Skywing species, the Fantasy species did not hesitate for a moment and directly abandoned its power, or rather, the world that extended from its body.

Seeking the utmost stability, He directly condensed His most essential power into a single point, concentrating the spirit within and firmly protecting His most important core.

"So cowardly! Ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly!!!" Krilattini howled in dissatisfaction. The choice Krilattini made was exactly what Jibril had expected. This ugly fellow had no dignity of a superior race, was completely unaware of the value of power, and only knew how to run away.

The moment He chooses to shrink, only defeat awaits Him!

After Xin Ke helped her weave the incantation, Jibril's strength underwent a near-qualitative change. The core, which she had already detected, was about to turn into water and merge into the sea when it was pulled back by an invisible hand.

Emerging from the rainbow-like spatial rift, Jibril appeared directly in front of Krilati's most critical weakness!

Chapter 212 Infiltration

Pushing her hands forward, countless sprites surged forth and condensed around Krilattini, forming several black walls that bound her core and the sprites protecting it together in a cube.

This is a move that Jibril learned from her always noisy older sister and also experienced firsthand.

Completely disregarding whether the surrounding creatures could withstand it, Jibril, except for leaving a sliver of strength, had transformed everything about herself into nerves connecting to the Elf Corridor, drawing upon the vast number of elves from the source of the Elf Corridor. If Sull stood here unprepared, his sense of touch would probably be directly destroyed by these brutal elves.

The absorbed spirit continued to compress and condense, as if it were about to become a tangible solid. However, instead of converging towards Jibril's hand as before, it was moving towards the dark tetrahedron in front of her that bound the core of the fantasy species.

The so-called Sky Strike is a simple magic spell that only has maximum power when it gathers a huge number of spirits into a single point. In the past, Jibril simply threw Sky Strike from her hand. When it reached the target, these spirits, which had been compressed to the extreme, would expand and explode again, thus causing maximum damage.

But what if such an explosion occurred in a confined space?

The answer is that the power of Sky Strike will increase exponentially. The pure black walls that Jibril constructed earlier were created to maximize the power of Sky Strike.

The halo above her head had already spun to its maximum speed, and even emitted an invisible buzzing sound. It could no longer be compressed. Jibril saw white spots appearing on the black wall in front of her. The unique power of the fantasy species was not fake. So, let's stop here.

Without gathering any more spirits, Jibril sent the Heavenly Strike into a pure black tetrahedron, then fled at top speed, not even having time to utter a cool and ruthless remark.

For the Skywing race, who are adept at manipulating space, simply confining Sky Strike to a tiny space and then unleashing it is something that can be done with effort. However, the power of Krilattini removes any additional properties of other forces and assimilates them into water. Therefore, these black walls become several fragile bags, which means—a massive explosion!!!

The explosion, which should have occurred entirely within the pitch-black tetrahedron, was leaked out because the fantasy species broke through the black wall. Although the expanding power had a chance to be released, most of it was still trapped in the narrow space.

The explosion, which seemed to tear space apart, revealed rainbow-like gaps that were usually almost invisible to the outside world.

This time, the core was clearly visible. The spirits that had been compressed to the extreme had exploded, and the spirits protecting the core were being blasted apart. This fantasy species hurriedly summoned its own spirits to try to patch up the gaps, while also rapidly infecting everything around it. But no matter what, this had become its biggest weakness at this moment.

Such a flaw is all too obvious to a race as perceptive as the Skywings—in fact, everything Jibril did was for this very moment.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Jibril transformed into a high-speed falling meteor, bursting through the air with a loud bang and leaving a long trail of flame!