The Endless Shuttle

This is what Jibril sees after waking up again.

The girl sat on the chair in a daze, and it took a long time to organize her thoughts.

It stands to reason that the skywing species cannot be shrouded in the state of "mental trance", but the **** spirit species named "the **** of disaster" robbed her of all her extraordinary powers in her dreams, which made Jibry You now become like a girl who really has no power to bind a chicken.

Novel experience.

"Is this the so-called "game"... That **** spirit seed made an amazing thing..."

The sense of touch, smell, hearing, and the preserved spiritual sensitivity all tell Jibril that this is a world that really exists here.

Even if she knew that she was in a dream, she still could not dispel this reality.

This is something that Artesiu will never be able to do.

I admired the power of the **** of disaster in my heart, Jibril stood up from the chair, subconsciously wanted to slightly open his wings.

but no.

The girl looked at the white wings that disappeared behind her, and fell into deep thought.

Was it cut off by...?

"No."

Rope's voice rang in Jibril's mind.

"This is a dreamland. I not only deprived you of your power, but also made you unable to "fly". After all, if this game allows you to retain the ability to fly, it will become very boring... Don't worry, everything will return to you after the dream ends and returns to reality. "

Jibril sighed.

"My Lord of Disaster, if you want me to play your game, at least you should explain the rules of the game?"

"The rules are simple."

The spirit species said playfully.

"As long as you kill all the monsters you see, you can win. Of course, some monsters are too powerful for you now, and during the killing period, you will also gain some unique powers to fill your own vacancies."

The corner of Jibril's mouth was slightly raised.

Killing is something that Tianyi has been executing.

Killing monsters, killing giants, killing dragons... The killing angels at the top hunting level, the best thing in their lives is to bury their enemies.

The girl fluffed her long hair and said confidently.

"Seal the spirit, seal the physical fitness, seal the flying ability, these are indeed a bit tricky, but if you think that I will be embarrassed by some monsters, then I am afraid you will be disappointed... "We defeat the strong with the weak", this is me. The original purpose created by Master Arthus. "

"I will wait and see."

Rope's voice disappeared, and Jibril quickly sorted out her current situation.

Apart from the above, she can clearly feel the fragility of this body.

This also means that the attacks of those "monsters" who have never met, I am afraid that only two or three attacks can completely kill her.

Although the **** of disaster in the dream is unlikely to let her die, Jibril doesn't want to try such a shameful result.

"Slightly interested."

The boring Tianyi found a new interesting toy.

She picked up an iron infusion stand in the room, at least in Jibril's judgment, this was the most lethal weapon in the room.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, the smell of blood was blowing in the cool breeze.

Walking slowly forward, Jibril was vigilant, as if he had challenged the Dragon Essence alone, with 100% concentration.

Soon, the sound of the beast's claws touching the wooden floor sounded.

Are you coming?

Jibril clenched the weapon in his hand.

At the next corner, the girl saw her first enemy.

In the dark room, beasts that looked like hungry wolves existed. It was huge, covered with long hair, scarlet eyes exuding greed that shredded all living things, and sharp claws were stained with blood, as if to tell the unlucky person who had died in its hands.

In terms of "games" alone, it is simply too fine.

"Isn't this really a "world"? "

Jibril murmured to himself, while holding the iron frame on his shoulders, he walked straight towards the beast.

The enemy's attack method is the same as its identity, just a physical attack by a beast, and its weaknesses are also the same. Jibril knew this the moment he saw its size.

The experience advantage brought by the long war.

"Roar!"

As if entering the attack range of the beast, the wolf-shaped monster roared and rushed towards Jibril.

The speed is very fast, so fast that Jibril's weakened nerve response can't be captured.

But the girl felt quite bored.

The moment the opponent jumps up, it is clear where the attack will come from and where the opponent will fall.

The game of the God of Disaster...is it only this level?

Jibril thought with regret, leaning back slightly, avoiding the beast's claws, and then using all his strength to smash the iron frame against the monster's neck.

Even with this body, the spikes on the iron frame were enough to tear the fragile neck of this monster.

The fact is just as Jibril thought.

The iron frame hit the monster's neck, and the monster fell to the ground wailing.

"My Lord of Disaster, your game had better be a little bit more difficult. I am afraid that even the Orcs can easily solve this kind of simple action."

"Well, I will consider it. But Jibril..."

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry that I didn't explain just now. Unless this "game" is specifically labeled "available weapons", other things you pick up are the same as the "damage" caused by your empty hands... In addition, you just missed an enemy being caught "Fatal Attack" opportunity after being defeated. "

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