The Celestial Wing Species once challenged the first Sequence Deity Species, and successfully defeated and destroyed the Deity.

Because of the victory in that battle, the Celestial Wings became the only race to have killed gods.

Although the battle took place before Kibril was created, the number of times they mentioned it was like the stars in the night sky was too many to count, and it was almost tired.

At the beginning, the number of Heavenly Wing species that collectively dispatched to kill gods was as high as more than 300, accounting for almost eight-tenths of the total number.

And this time, because of Jibril's 'death', the Celestial Wings also dispatched hundreds of numbers, and it seems that they have identified the 'Sixteenth Night' as the real 'enemy'.

To Kibril's astonishment, even in the face of the army that killed the gods, the young man's face was still as calm as water, and he did not show the slightest hint of flinching or timidity.

"Aren't you afraid of 'death'?"

Gypril frowned and asked with an incomprehensible expression.

'Death' also means 'defeat', and at the moment of death (defeat) of anything, you will lose everything you have and fall into the dark abyss of the loser.

In order not to become a 'loser', no matter how despicable the act is, as long as it is a creature with 'intelligence', it can do it!

Obviously as long as he did such a simple act, he would be able to get away with it, why didn't he do it? instead, he chose to face all this?

Gypril was stunned, staring at the cheeks of the blonde-haired and purple-eyed young man, and his calm smile seemed to have absolute confidence in his own strength.

"Afraid of death...... What?"

Hearing this, Sixteen Nights suddenly burst out laughing, and his purple eyes were like bright stars, full of disdainful colors.

"If 'death' is 'defeat', and I give up for fear that I will 'lose', and then run away with my tail between my legs. So what's the point of me participating in this game?"

He is a "gamer" whose only purpose is to beat the game completely, or win until he gets tired of it and loses his energy at all.

This is the 'end' of this game.

And he goes back to the sixteenth night, since he calls himself a "gamer", then only the "end" is the place he must reach, not the "abyss" that belongs to the loser.

'Escape'?''Resist war'?'Peace'?

Sorry, there's nothing pretty like this in his Sixteen Nights Tour.

In this game, there are only 'successes' or 'failures' in life, and it is not like chess can be 'drawn'.

The winner wins everything, and the loser loses everything.

That's the decisive difference between the two!

"So...... Gypril, you're actually 'dead', aren't you?"

"Huh?!"

Sixteen Nights' expressionless question made Gypril's expression stunned, and then she laughed happily as if she had heard a world-class joke.

"Hehe~ Are you kidding me?" Pople smiled and glanced at Sixteen Nights, but her smile broke when she saw that the other person was looking at her with a serious expression.......

"We have eternal life, so we don't know what 'death' really means. For us, death is the supreme 'glory'. "

For some reason, Gypril didn't dare to look at Sixteen Nights' cheeks at all, and slowly turned her head away, she whispered in a low voice.

"'Glory'? But yo~ Just when you were about to be swallowed by my aurora dwelling (CFAD), if my eyesight had not deteriorated, what would you have exposed...... It must be an expression called 'scared', right?"

It's because she's an 'extraordinary' that she's different, and it's because she's 'incomplete' that she does things that others can't understand.

Unlike the Celestial Wings, who are indoctrinated with 'fighting' and only know how to fight, Gypril is an extremely special individual.

The fully created individual is the 'strong', then the Gibril created in a crippled way is the representative of the 'weak', so the 'weak' Jebril will have a skill that other individuals do not have - Xi.

She makes up for and perfects herself by learning Xi magic and techniques that are below her own racial order, as well as daring to question her creator, Artexiu, the only Celestial Wing who doesn't 'respect' him.

For example, if during the Great War, the crippled Quipril was only at the 'Calamity' level, then the Gybril who completely perfected himself after the Great War was at the 'Destruction' level, far surpassing the strongest individual Azriel.

It is precisely because Gypril is a 'special' being that Sixteen Nights chose her. Compared with those Tianyi species that are known as 'god-killing weapons, nightmare natural disasters', he still likes this one in his arms, the Tianyi species that will tempt ~ bewilder, and will sell cuteness.

"Ah~ah~" Gypril sighed as if she had given up rebuttal, and then, she looked deeply at the young man's smooth side face.

In the face of any crisis, he was still able to maintain a confident and calm smile, as if all the situation was in his hands.

Maybe as his previous words represented, instead of brain-burning to think about the strategy, it is better to use his fists, simply and rudely swing, and then fight to find a correct path.

In fact, Gypril can see that he is by no means a brave man who does not know what to do, but also a wise man who knows how to think.

Probably for the first time, there was respect and longing in the amber eyes of the gibriel.

He has absolute force and the intelligence of a wise man.

As the white dragon she challenged said at the beginning, the 'lord' she served was actually nothing more than an empty god, and the heavenly wings who absolutely obeyed orders were the broken wings of the empty gods.

The hollow, equally mutilated gods are not a Lord worthy of allegiance.

However, the teenager in front of him, if he could.......

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the void resounded with a mournful roar. _

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