The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"The battlefield?" Su Bai really didn't know: "What battlefield?"

"Don't you know this? That's true. People definitely don't know it. Many races don't know it. Only the Flügel and some gods know it. Only the races with a long enough lifespan know it. The mortals in this battlefield are not qualified at all." I know." Azrael showed a very proud expression, that attitude almost raised her nose to the sky, the performance of holding her head up made a confident and confident, and even showed a subtle mocking expression: "If you beg Ben Noble It’s not like the Flügel can’t tell you~”

"Wait a minute, don't listen, take your leave." Su Bai didn't dismiss her Akuya-style speech at all, and felt deeply that IQ was hit by dimensionality reduction after looking at her twice, so he took a calm step and walked around. He missed Hearthstone very much. The smell of wheat wine in the tavern.

"Don't, why don't you just be curious!" She immediately traveled through the space and came to Su Bai: "It's embarrassing for me to say that!"

Su Bai said coldly, "Oh."

Then he continued to circle around, and another Flügel appeared in front of him, grabbing his shoulders and shaking back and forth: "Why are you like this! I'm going to cry, I'm really going to cry!"

Azrael of the Flügel has tears in her eyes, and she really has a stronger sense of sight... This Flügel is obviously super strong but his IQ is too low...

"Don't cry." Su Bai reprimanded: "Also, what do you want to say? Don't be foolish, speak clearly, speak clearly, and speak louder. If I say I can't hear you, then continue to speak loudly until I hear clearly... Also, don't cry!"

Azrael shrunk her neck subconsciously. Of course, she is not really as smart as Akua... No, it is also possible to compete with this goddess for IQ... But half of her performance just now is fake, now But it kind of looks like it's real...

She wondered a little belatedly, why would she be taught a lesson by a savage bald monkey?Where is the dignity?This is so shameful... But why do I have the feeling that I can't refute it? This attitude is so similar to Jibril... Ah, this cold gaze that does not treat senior as a human being, this unceremonious and even venomous tongue Tone... Well, it's over, it's a bit addictive, hehehe...

It is undeniable that this Flügel may have awakened some kind of strange habit, and since then has begun to change towards the role of Aqua, so that even his nature has been gradually infected... How should I put it, he may pretend to be mentally retarded If it takes too long, it will really become mentally retarded.

In fact, even the God of War said that she has no charisma and is an idiot... And creating the personality template of the first machine has no special meaning, it is just an accident caused by hand slipping...

Azrael was floating in the air, she hugged her knees: "Well, it was a battlefield, but it was a long time ago. More than ten thousand years ago, there was a highest mountain in the world called the Searing Seat. At the top of this mountain, there are two strongest men facing each other, one is Artosh, the Lord of War, and the other is the final dragon, Hardy Leifer. The confrontation between them will tear the sky and destroy the earth. As a result, it disappeared, turned into a deep pit, filled with sea water, and now is the strait called the roaring crack, not far ahead."

"The roaring crack, the strait..." Su Bai thought for a while: "So there is a dead end ahead?"

"Yes, the sea is ahead."

"Oh, then I'd better turn around." Su Bai didn't expect that there was a strait ahead, and he didn't intend to cross the sea.

"Wait, you heard such a story, but you didn't ask about the follow-up?"

"What is there to ask? The God of War didn't win, so you can still tell me a story here?" Su Bai pointed at his head: "You may need to eat some peaches."

"Peach? What peach?" The Flügel don't need to eat, and they don't know what fruit is.

Su Bai really took out a handful of nuts and handed them to her: "Walnuts."

"I don't understand." Azrael picked up a piece of walnut, stuffed it into her mouth, and then spat it out: "Bah, bah, what does it taste like, it's so unpalatable."

"It's a nut shell, you have to break it open." Su Bai exerted a little force, and the walnut was crushed, and he took out a piece of walnut and stuffed it into his mouth: "Although it is a fallacy that walnuts can nourish the brain, no one can believe it, um, the taste is not bad."

Azrael imitated cats and tigers, learned how to taste a piece, savored it carefully, and tilted her head: "Hmm...it seems to be okay...wait, why did I start eating this thing?"

"Walnuts are not enough? How about some Brazilian pine nuts?" Su Bai took out another handful of nuts.

"Yeah, this tastes good." Azriele suddenly forgot what she said in the previous sentence, her taste buds were liberated, and she couldn't help shaking her head: "What is this? I have never heard or tasted it before. Where is Brazil?" ?”

"Pine nuts produced in western Pakistan, referred to as Brazilian pine nuts." Su Bai said seriously, "I don't know when I bought them, anyway, they won't expire. There are also crab roe-flavored melon seeds and canned herring-flavored potatoes. piece……"

"Hmm..." Azrael happily ate and drank, and just like that, the nut shells scattered all over the ground. It was not until she walked more than a hundred meters that she suddenly came back to her senses: "No! Why did I eat it all of a sudden again?" Get up, I'm going to the Roaring Crack!"

"Oh, if you have something to do, go ahead, and have a good trip." Su Bai waved his hand and wanted to fly solo: "adios~"

"Don't try to run." Azrael grabbed Su Bai's back collar: "Come with me!"

She directly opened the space teleportation, which is the innate ability of the Flügel. She traveled through the space in an instant, came to the edge of the roaring crack, and floated in the air. A moist sea breeze and humid air filled the surrounding space. Su Bai Hearing the deafening sound, looking down, it was a huge strait with an invisible bottom, and the sea water seemed to be boiling and roaring.

Because it is not a naturally formed terrain, this huge sound wave seems to be roaring. The internal sea water is gathered here due to the conflict caused by the ocean current.

"You..." Su Bai was about to ask.

"Shh, don't talk, you will be discovered." The magic circle above Azrael's head spun, and the elves covered the two of them, eliminating their traces and hiding them. She lowered her height secretly, raised her head and gazed at the scenery above, Her expression has never been more serious, even the melon seeds and pine nuts in her hand are not fragrant, and her eyes are staring at the sky: "Look at the top..."

His eyesight was too high, Su Bai looked up to the sky, his eyes stared slightly, it was...

"dragon?"

The body of the pure white fashion line is covered with dense silver scales, each scale is shining brightly, with fangs and claws, but they are rarely used, they soar in the sky, they are elegant and powerful species, mastering the original language , with almost eternal life, adhering to the wisdom of insight into time, their existence itself is an incredible collection of elves.

Dragon essence.

"The first final dragon, Hadi Leif, was born from the bones of a god, and has power comparable to that of the gods." Azrael bit her nails: "This dragon is white, and its strength looks very strong. , it must not be a wild dragon without an owner, I am afraid it is a subordinate dragon of the White Dragon King Conglong..."

"Is this divided by color?" Su Bai asked strangely, which reminded him of several dragon kings in World of Warcraft.

"Well, the color of the secondary dragon is the same as that of the Dragon King. There are no red dragons in the world, because the final dragon is dead and there are no secondary dragons. The rest are either black or white." Azrael said naturally.

"Are you here to hunt dragon spirits?" Su Bai said vigilantly, "You want to catch me as a strong man? Let me tell you, it's useless for me to slay dragons. I'll write you a change, and you can find someone in the west." The man named Sigurd..."

"Don't be kidding." Azrael almost sprinkled all the melon seeds: "The Flügel will not go to trouble the dragon spirits for nothing, even if there is a collective crusade, at least fifty wings will be dispatched, without my lord's help." order, who would do that?"

"Such an exaggeration? Aren't the Flügel a god-killing weapon?"

"Dragon spirits are special. No one knows how they work, because once a dragon spirit dies, the flesh and blood scales will disappear, leaving only bones." Azrael spread her hands: "Even the weakest dragon For a fine species, the number of elves contained in each scale is equivalent to the limit value controlled by a Flügel, and they are covered with hundreds of millions of scales, stacking the scales into layers...theoretically fifty Flügel You can hunt and kill a dragon spirit, in fact, you have done it, but ah, you can't win in a single fight, you can't win~"

"Understood, so..." Su Bai asked, "What did you arrest me for?"

"Because she will be here soon." Azrael looked at the sky and said meaningfully, "Look."

Su Bai looked in the direction of her finger, there was thunder in the sky, and the sea rolled endlessly.

In such a scene, the white dragon is floating in the air, waiting for the arrival of a powerful enemy. Its scales are shining with silver light that cannot be covered by the night, and its blue eyes are staring at the other end of the sky, as if seeing through the past and the present. In the future, there is a little solemnity and a smile in the deep vision that knows everything.

"Are you coming?"

Directly in front of the line of sight, a ray of light was like a shooting star passing through the crimson clouds. The light stopped suddenly a hundred meters away, her long hair shone with rainbow-colored brilliance, and her amber pupils seemed to be a beautiful girl with the will of the planet. It is an angel with pure white wings, a spokesperson for death, a killing weapon for destruction, and an extra individual of the Flügel, Jibril.