Ouroboros' Dimensional Journey

Looking at the human beings struggling to get up, Jibril's amber eyes showed a shining cross pattern, and a devilish smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Great! This fighting spirit is so great! I recognize you a little bit!"

Afterwards, Jibril, whose emotions were provoked, became more aggressive. After the day's training, almost everyone had their last breath left.

There are four seasons, and the growth rate of magic power of more than a hundred people selected from the tribe is enough to stun the magicians of the moon world. Unfortunately, magic power is magic power, and combat power is combat power. Without actual combat, they are still a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered .

So, the "understanding" big sister Jibril stood up and said, "Let me help you train!"

According to the way of thinking of the Flügel, you don't need to expect them to "release water". If it weren't for the four seasons, most of these hundred people would be cold in less than a day.

It is worth mentioning that although Jibril took a heavy hand, the hundreds of people still enjoyed it.This wonderful feeling that one's own strength is increasing all the time makes people addicted to it. No one can understand the human's thirst for strength that has been suppressed for so many years, even the daily special training is like rolling in hell.

To be honest, Four Seasons is a little worried. After the training tutorial is over, will these people be trained to become shakers?

"Everyone is working hard..."

Coronne clasped her hands in front of her chest, although the worry in her eyes was almost overflowing, she didn't stop her.The long-awaited dawn appeared, so naturally she had to catch it desperately, not to mention that Corone knew that all of this was for the benefit of Riku and the others, and she would not be like Miss Jibril when she encountered other "monsters" in the future "gentle".

"Don't worry, don't say it's just a serious injury. Even if he dies, I can bring him back from the borderline of death." Siji comforted him, then looked at Jibril, who had slaughtered young children, amusedly, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Bullying Children are playing so hard, it is really hopeless.”

"I understand! Since everyone is working hard, I can't fall behind!" Coronne's beautiful eyes seemed to ignite a flame, "I will prepare meals and logistics for everyone."

Four Seasons pinched his chin and looked thoughtfully at the back of Coronet leaving. During this time, Riku, as the leader of the tribe, devoted himself to strengthening his own strength, and Coronet took the initiative to take over the command , soon, the girl showed excellent leadership skills and extraordinary wisdom, and even restrained her previous turbulent personality.

Soon, Siji's attention returned to a tablet-shaped thing in front of him, and he tapped and drew from time to time.He is designing artificial artifacts, and the associated systems.

This is the "tool" that Jibril mentioned before. After passing through so many worlds, Four Seasons has learned a lot, and there are also many things that can be used in this level of world. However, after thinking about it, Four Seasons chose An improved artifact from the world of Devil's High School, "The combination of the system and the artifact created by the God of the Bible is really a genius idea."

Four Seasons looked up at the sky, the star track around the entire planet born from the Elf Corridor, if the system is virtualized and then relied on the Elf Corridor, it can avoid the disadvantages of humans being unable to use elves, and the magic power just becomes a prying machine. point of leverage.

After all, magic power is a foreign thing. When there are no four seasons, and there is no support from the magic power of the source, the magic power transformed by human vitality will be compared with the power of other races that directly call the elven corridor. Therefore, artificial artifacts have become the best tools for human beings.

The most important thing is that despite the evil tastes of the four seasons and the thoughts of experimentation, artificial artifacts are divine weapons exclusive to human beings. The longer they are passed on and the more "thoughts" they absorb, the stronger the artifacts will be, enough to make Humans are on an equal footing with the other fifteen races.

"In the end, there is only one question left. What should these artifacts be called? Ruyi Excalibur? Winning? Dragon Sword? Dream Broken Knife? Gungnir? Ex Curry Stick? Soul Devourer? Hatchet? Sonic Hand Blade ?”

Today, the human life of this tribe has undergone earth-shaking changes, and they can stand upright under the sky, instead of hiding in small and dark caves like mice.With the interference of the four seasons in this area, unless it is Artosh, the God of War, otherwise, no matter whether it is the Flügel, Ex-Machina, or other gods, they will not be able to detect the human gathering place hidden in it.

On this day, Riku made a request to Shiki.

Four Seasons asked indifferently: "Are you going to go out to find food and resources?"

Facing those eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts, Riku confessed his thoughts frankly: "Yes, although you provide a lot of living materials, but this is not a long-term solution, human beings will eventually embark on an independent life. You , will leave after all?"

"Indeed. Since you've already made up your mind, I naturally won't object. Good luck."

Chapter 19 The Unified Theory of Time and Space in the Sprite Field

On the edge of the enchantment arranged by the four seasons, it is very rare for the entire tribe to gather outside at the same time.

"Riku and everyone must come back safely!"

With an infectious smile, Coronne waved loudly to the fifty who were about to leave, and watched them leave.

The fifty people in full armor were the first batch of people who left to search for resources and investigate intelligence, and it was also a consideration of the overall strength of mankind today.

Jibril patted Coronne on the shoulder, and comforted her casually: "At least I have been ravaged by me for so long, if they hang up when they go out for the first time, it shows one thing: they are either too stupid or too stupid. Bad luck."

The blue ashes in the sky fluttered like snowflakes, and a group of figures walked quietly on the silent ground.

Because of their strongest strength, there were only five people in Riku's team. They were all wrapped in special cloaks and wore chemical-resistant glasses to prevent black ash from eroding their bodies.

Although covering the body surface with a layer of magic power film can prevent black ash from eroding the body, the magic power reaction is likely to attract "monsters". After all, strange energy reactions must be vigilant for races with tight nerves in the war things.

An honest-looking uncle broke the quiet atmosphere and asked, "Riku, do we have any goals for this trip?"

Riku, who was walking in the front and vigilant, replied without looking back: "Before we set off, Instructor Jibril has already assigned us homework to explore the old capital of the elves, Merrillon City. If it is not completed , After we go back, the training difficulty and time will be doubled."

The old capital of the elves was Merrillon City, which was said to have been destroyed by a Flügel using the "Sky Strike" decades ago, and now it has moved to the new capital, Mervor.

This information comes from Jibril's contribution—of course, she didn't say that she was the Flügel, because the flying of the elves hinders the magic from falling, so she released the Sky Strike on the capital of the elves and swept away all the demons. guide book.

Human beings know very little about the elves, because they can’t get any related items by picking them up on the battlefield. As the most developed race of magical civilization, the elves don’t use props, and can solve everything with magic that doesn’t require a catalyst. All records about elves come from descriptions of other races.

Hearing Riku's words, the remaining four shuddered unanimously.

A thin young man looked around and felt safe, then muttered, "Is he going to die?"

Riku didn't speak, recalling Jibril's devil-like character, a bad emotion appeared in his heart: "It seems that we need to plan carefully, otherwise we might lose this game."

Recalling the scene when Jibril assigned this task to himself, Riku tried to get clues from it.Even he himself didn't realize that when thinking about this unknown "game", the corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Go to the old capital of the elves to search, maybe there will be unexpected gains! Don't try to fool me, I have been to that place before, and I know it very well."

At that time Jibril said so with a sweet smile, completely without the awareness that she was the culprit who caused the destruction of this beautiful elf city.

In the room, Jibril was flipping through a book "String Theory and the Hidden Dimensions of the Universe", and when she heard that Shiji described herself as the great devil who destroyed the city, she made an "X" on her chest with both hands.

"The culprit who destroyed that city? Even if Lord Four Seasons said that, I would still be angry, because there is no such thing. It was originally the devastating blow caused by the decisive battle between the elves and the goblins. I still remember it now." The scene where the goblin fleet crashed into the elf capital like dumplings and caused a big explosion is really spectacular!"

Four Seasons was not surprised at all: "Is it destroyed by war again?"

Jibril pressed her right hand to her cheek, tilted her head and said in thought: "You may not believe it, but I think the real man behind the destruction of the capital is someone else, and his status is very high, that is, he has won the title of the highest magician of the elves. The magical genius of "King Huaguan" is really red Nirvalen!"

Four Seasons knows that Jibril doesn't need to lie to herself, that is to say, this is the truth hidden behind the history, but there is no reason, when did the Flügel have such a good temper, and they didn't do anything.

Hearing the question raised by Shiji, Jibril stuck out her tongue, "Speaking of which, I also threw a "Sky Strike" at the protective magic launched by three thousand elves, but they The first hand, I just pass by, pass by!"

The tragedy of moving the capital caused by a passer-by?