Loli the vampire went back and forth between Xin Ke and William a lot, then smirked.

"Don't Lily need to be killed? Then Lily apologizes for entering your fleet without permission..."

"no need to say sorry."

Xin Ke said coldly.

"You just survived temporarily."

When the **** of disaster returns, if you are not satisfied with or interested in the vampire species, then not only this vampire young girl, but also the entire vampire species will be included in the opposition of the "God of Disaster camp."

Everything is still unknown.

Chapter 65 The Unbridgeable Gap between the Strong and the Weak

"Sky Strike" split the ground, and the corpses all over the ground were blown back to the sky, setting off a larger-scale blizzard.

The dark swaying torrent weakened, and the black-haired youth appeared unscathed from it.

Seeing the killing angel slowly descending from the sky, Rope looked indifferent.

He didn't even look at the "Extreme Strike" of the Heavenly Wings' runaway and self-destruction, let alone the "Heaven Strike", he didn't even bother to hide.

"Let me find you for a long time..."

The sky-winged girl stood opposite the **** of disaster, put her hands on her chest, smiled, and said in a soft and lyrical tone.

"On this point alone, you are really similar to Master Artesh, both types don’t like to go out very much. Isn’t it true that the spirit seed is like this? Remember that "God of Forging" Okan was forced by you last time. I came forward and stayed in the "God Burning Furnace"...it was so hot there..."

"Jibril."

Luo Pei read the name of the skywing species.

Jibril closed his wings and saluted gracefully.

"Yes. It's a great honor for you to remember my name, Lord of Disaster."

"Why are you appearing in front of me at this time, this place?"

Luo Pei patted the corpse scattered on the shoulder of his shirt, and asked plainly.

"Arthur's declaration of war? The hunting of the Winged species against me? Want to reproduce the glory that penetrated the spirit of the gods? Bored, I thought that even if the Winged species were madly dominated, they would have basic formal judgments. Last time I dragged them in. Is the experience of dreams not enough?"

"Oops."

Jibril stuck out her tongue cutely.

"It turns out that Senior Azriel and the others have been taught by the Lord of Disaster, no wonder... Did you forget? I was crushed by you on the ground and couldn't move, and I couldn't experience the fear of being dragged into a dream. ."

The hem of the pale orange skirt was flying, the girl moved the lotus step lightly, and the huge elf power separated the blizzard, step by step, came to the front of the black-haired youth.

Rope raised his eyebrows, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what medicine Jibril was selling in the gourd.

Jibril's height is about 1.65 meters, which is a petite type. The girl looked up at the **** of disaster who was more than one head higher than her, and there was an inexplicable emotion in her bright cross-patterned pupils.

There were no other Celestial Winged troops in the perception, and the God Spiritual Artesiu showed no signs of appearing. In all likelihood, Jibril came to him by herself.

Curiosity...I'm so bold...

Rope sighed.

Being looked at by a beautiful girl is not an unacceptable thing in itself, but if you count the gloomy and violent surroundings, it will be a little disappointing.

After a while, the black-haired youth shook his head and turned around when he saw that Jibril had no other actions.

"Go back to Abant Heim. Even weapons can only show value when they are alive. No matter what you think of me, it is very important to put yourself clearly, or you will be wasting your life in vain."

"Huh? Wait, wait, Lord of Disaster!"

Jibril finally returned to God, and saw that the God of Disaster ignored her and went straight away, a little anxious, but did not dare to pull the clothes of the God of Disaster, so he could only follow Rope closely behind him.

Luo Pei glanced at Jibril, who was madly selling cute beside him.

Throwing aside the killing and frenzied character of the Sky Wings, each individual has a cute character that is completely in line with a girl.

It's also because of the fact that the high-cold and macho man from the battlefield of Artesiu can create such a group of daughters. Is it possible that every macho has an unknown girlish heart?

Rope felt as if he knew the truth.

"If you have anything, just say it directly. If you think about "challenging the gods to improve yourself", then go back, I'm not in the mood to play with you. "The black-haired young man said.

"You have seen the effect of the "previous" "Definite Strike" and "Heaven Strike" just now. Even if you think of any powerful tricks, it will not help. There is a dimensional gap between us. And my mood now is different from when I met you last time, you will really die if you make troubles excessively and unreasonably. "

Live with angels? what is that? Is it fun to have a beast ear mother?

Luo Pei didn't want to do anything now, just wanted to hold the beast ears and play with their ears and tails.

Calculating carefully, there was no beast earmother among the girls he had been to after such a long time, which was simply unforgivable and violated his hedonistic concept.

Luo Pei was increasingly looking forward to the Witch Ring and the orc empire, and secretly felt that it was a correct decision to let Fanlou accept the orc at that time.

It is good to be able to kill boredom and bring fun.

Especially for the gods whose life has no end.

"Well……"

Jibril was choked, but could not find a point of refutation.

She is a skywing species, the strongest killing weapon is right, but it is the **** spirit species who creates weapons and stands at the top of the world.

The girl patted her cheek, and after taking a deep breath, she opened her hands and stood in front of the **** of disaster.

"My Lord of Disaster."

Jibril's expression was more serious than ever.

"At this moment, I am not here to challenge life and death. The difference is clear enough last time. Perhaps you and I will wait for Tianyi to become enemies at some point in the future, but now, Jibril has a question. I want to beg for your answer. Just like a charity to weak creatures, the Lord of Disasters shouldn't stick to small things like grievances and standpoints, right?"

"I don't care..."

Rope tilted his head.

"But why are you asking me to ask questions? Is there any need for me to answer your questions? If it's about the gods, wouldn't it be better to find your creator, Artesh?"

"No, it's because it's Master Artesh that I can't answer this question!"

Jibril said categorically.