The Advent of the Infinite King

Between heaven and earth, a beam of light runs through the sky.

After killing the Cyclops with one blow, Jibril, who lost all her strength, slowly fell to the ground.

Jibril looked a little weak due to losing all her magic power at once.

However, there was an unquenchable anger burning in her eyes.

"Giant... I, Jibril, will absolutely make you pay the price..."

Looking at the distant horizon, Jibril clenched her fists tightly.

At this moment, Jibril's anger was suddenly interrupted by Makoto's words.

"Jibril! Master is awake!"

As soon as the words fell, Jibril appeared beside Zhenhong in a teleportation. Seeing Xie Chen's eyes open, Jibril opened her mouth in surprise.

"Lord, master? Are you all right?"

Seeing Jibril's happy face almost crying, Xie Chen smiled and reached out to touch her long rainbow-colored hair.

"Ahem, I almost died just now. Fortunately, I still have the ability to negate spells."

At the moment when the Cyclops shot lightning just now, Xie Chen instinctively sensed the danger.

Facing this terrifying attack, Xie Chen knew that even if he turned on the magic shield, it would not help.

At this moment, Xie Chen received the mission reward for killing the dragon essence from the mission panel.

Spell negation.

Every half hour, you can be completely immune to the ability of directional magic!

Thanks to this ability, Xie Chen survived.

Thinking of the lightning that almost crushed everything just now, Xie Chen couldn't help the cold sweat on his back.

"Spell negation... This is a very advanced innate ability. As far as I know, only giants and dragon spirits can have this innate ability. Could it be that the master is a relative of these two races?" Xie Chen was fine, and Jibril's mood also improved, and her trademark poisonous tongue began to function again.

After being hit on the head by Xie Chen, Jibril stuck out her little tongue and said nothing.

Zhenhong happily helped Xie Chen to sit up.

Thinking of how helpless Xie Chen was hit just now, Zhenhong felt a painful feeling. Looking at Xie Chen, Zhenhong suddenly had the urge to become stronger.

When I become stronger, I will be able to protect my master!

Xie Chen naturally didn't know what Zhenhong was thinking, after slowly standing up, Xie Chen greeted the elves soldiers.

Then, Xie Chen frowned slightly.

It is absolutely impossible for him to be attacked by a giant race by accident.

If there is no accident, there may be shadows of fantasy species behind this incident!

Chapter 42 The Weakness of God of War

In the fighting power just now, three elves were seriously injured. Fortunately, Xie Chen and Zhenhong, two people who are good at healing magic, were in the team, so these three people did not die unexpectedly.

On the way back to the elf king's capital, Xie Chen, Jibril, and Zhenhong walked behind the team.

"Master, did you see something just now?" Pulled back by Xie Chen, Jibril asked.

"Well, Jibril, I remember that the demon species is a creation of the fantasy species, that's right."

"That's right, it's true." Just after answering Xie Chen's question, Jibril was taken aback suddenly.

She understood what Xie Chen was going to say.

"Master, what does the master mean, did the phantasmagoria also intervene in this matter?"

"It's hard to say about this matter. The only thing that is certain is that the giants must be eyeing us now. Before we are attacked by the giants for the second time, we have to find a way to increase our existing combat power... Well, for example , tame a dragon spirit or something."

"Taming the dragon spirit... Is this possible..." Hearing Xie Chen's words, Zhenhong smiled awkwardly.

In her opinion, Xie Chen is probably joking now.

But Jibril's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Do you want to tame the dragon spirit? It sounds very good. Do you want to try it? Do you want to try it?"

"If you can meet him, you can try." Xie Chen nodded seriously.

Zhenhong turned pale with shock: "It's serious?!"

"Ahem, let's not talk about this for now... By the way, Zhenhong, you are the leader of the Royal Research Association, so you should know some knowledge about the gods?"

"Well, we don't know much about the Deity species. We are more concerned with the fantasy species, but we still understand some basic knowledge about the Deity species."

Jibril didn't say anything. She knew that Zhenhong was probably being self-effacing. The knowledge reserves of the elves are well known. Even the knowledge of the gods is probably a big basket.

"So, what is the source of the gods?"

Hearing Xie Chen's words, Zhenhong said without hesitation: "The gods are a race that appears in the world according to wishes. They are born from the concept of planets. They gain power through prayers, wishes, and other ways, and then Born with the 'spiritual marrow'."

Xie Chen nodded.

This so-called spirit should be the "godhead" in the fantasy I saw before. From this point of view, the gods in this world are really not that different from the ones I knew before.

"Then, really red, the essence should also be used as a kind of power. For example, what the goblins wanted to do before...Deprive some gods that just appeared of the essence to make super weapons."

Hearing this, a trace of fear flashed in Zhenhong's eyes: "Yes, master, the marrow itself is a terrible power, and the gods can destroy the marrow of other gods and absorb the power generated during the destruction. , thereby increasing strength."

"And when the absorption of this power grows to a certain level, the gods can become invincible, thereby destroying all the gods, and finally become the 'single god' and control the world!"

Hearing this, Xie Chen nodded.

What Zhenhong said is correct, the enemy's strength is indeed terrifying, if you don't study it carefully, it is not impossible to be tricked again at any time.

Of course, Xie Chen didn't think this was unsolvable.

After all, Xie Chen has never seen the so-called "God of Games". The world of Game Life was born because of the existence of the "God of Games".

Therefore, what I have to do now is to find a way to make the God of Games appear, and use him to achieve my goals!

At this time, it was not far from the elf emperor's capital. Looking at the huge enchantment with a strong natural atmosphere above the elf emperor's capital, Xie Chen suddenly turned his head to look at Zhenhong.

"Zhenhong, do you know the God of the Forest?"

"Master, don't be joking. The God of the Forest is the creator of the elves. If you ask such a question, you might as well ask the eighteen forbidden Flügel what is God of War."

"Hehehe, for me now, God of War is just someone I can fight at any time. After all, my most loyal person is my master."

"Hmph, just eighteen forbidden Flügel."

After sticking out her tongue at Jibril, Zhenhong looked at Xie Chen: "Master, so why did you mention Lord Kaynas?"

"Because the God of the Forest was killed by the God of War." Xie Chen made both of them stunned with just one sentence.

Although they have all heard about this incident, they still don't know why Xie Chen brought it up suddenly.

Seeing the puzzled expressions of the two, Xie Chen smiled slightly: "Even if the God of the Forest is not as powerful as the God of War, he is still a super strong man who can use one hundred and sixty-eight heavy spells, so he must leave God of War alone." What indelible memorial has been placed, if you can find this, it is equivalent to mastering a weakness of God of War."

Hearing this, Jibril's eyes lit up.

"Speaking of this matter, I do have some impressions. It was when I was not born, and my seniors told me... They said that Lord God of War once went out to fight a big battle, and when he came back Lord God of War once complained."

"He said that his left shoulder was very painful from the beating, and he probably needs to recuperate for a long time!"

"That's it, very good, the next thing to do is much simpler!"

The corner of Xie Chen's mouth raised a satisfied smile!

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Hmm... I don't think there is any need for this voting anymore, okay, okay, I've calmed down, and I won't write if I don't write.

Fanwai is a bit suspected of stealing money, so it's okay not to write.

Well, finally ask for an automatic one.

Recently, the power of code words has begun to decline.

It may be time to resume the third watch... Anyway, the plot is a bit watery.

Chapter 43 Dreaming (Fog)

On the first night back in the capital of the elves, Jibril had a dream.

It is not the hallucination caused by the activity of the cerebral cortex of ordinary human beings, but an absolutely real dream, a dream derived from extraordinary power.

It was a high throne. Under the throne, a girl with a complicated halo on her head was walking slowly. Jibril knew this girl. Obviously, she was the first Flügel, Az. Lil.

As soon as Jibril saw the throne, she knew what had happened. This should be the memory image that Azrael sent to herself.

Walking to the throne, Azrael in the dream image folded her wings, lowered her halo, and slowly knelt down.

"How about 'External Entity, Jibril'?"

Sitting leisurely on the throne was a man with rock-like muscles——

The strongest god of war, the creator of the Flügel—Artosh, the Deity.

It has a huge body twice the size of the girl under the rank, with a black beard as thick and straight as steel, and the eighteen wings on the back cling to the body like a coat.

Just being stared at her by the sharp eyes radiating golden brilliance from his deep features, Azrael could only feel a sense of numbness in her mind.

But Azrael knew all too well.Even this Wei Rong who has to make people feel awed and intoxicated——

Just a scale armor of one's own Creator, a drop of water in the sea, an insignificant manifestation of its mighty power.

"My lord, Jibril made a bet with a human being on a mission before, so now Jibril swears allegiance to that human being."

Although Azrael made such a report in a prayerful and respectful manner, to be honest, she felt that this matter was inexplicable at all.

Human beings, to her, are not even livestock. In Azrael's eyes, that weak power is like a group of microorganisms, and they can kill one with a wave of their hands - no matter how many humans there are When they get together, they just become larger microorganisms, which are insignificant at all.

As long as any Flügel attack at will, those microbes can be completely wiped out without giving them any chance to respond.