Xin Ke went to communicate with the allies of the elves, and contacted the elves and dragons. Ronnie also contacted the giants and fantasy, and prepared to launch a surprise attack on the strongest force, the Altexiu camp with the Flügel.

Most of the gods of other races are in a bored daze within the clan at this stage, they have not intervened in the war, and they don't care about the siege of Artesius this time, even if it is a war that is enough to determine the direction of the world. (PS: In the original book, only the God of Forest and the God of Forge are staring at the decisive battle.)

The preparations that should be made now, all the preliminary work has been completed, the forest **** and the forge **** who may be in the way have been eliminated from this war, the **** of death and the **** of moon, the essence and power, these things he needs are deprived.

Everything is ready and only owed to the east wind. It only needs to wait for Abonte Heim to come to the ambush point according to the fixed trajectory of previous years, and Yongye to break free from the weak state, then the war to really take the Star Cup can begin.

...

This eternal world war will only bring strength to Artesius, the **** of war, because he is the embodiment of war, war is his embodiment, and he is also the embodiment of war.

The throne of the only god, the star cup, even if other gods do not recognize it, and other races do not recognize it, but from the perspective of a third party, it is almost completely in the hands of Artesius.

If Artixu had taken action early and brought the Flügel to attack other races in person, then the war might have ended a long time ago, and there would be no such thing as now, and Yongye would not be able to grab food like this. chance.

Fortunately, the God of War has a very big weakness. He wants to die, and he wants challengers and people who can fight him.

It is precisely because of this that Yong Ye decided that the God of War, who was idle and had nothing to do, observed the surface of the earth every day in the divine realm would never interfere with their plans.

Even if it was discovered that the places where his apostle fantasy species, Abunt Heim, occasionally passed by, were set up with traps in advance, and other people might take some measures, but the **** of war would never change his path.

With the character of the God of War, he will definitely choose to slam into it and win with absolute brute force instead of other methods. This is an opportunity. As long as you design a trap on the only way, he will take the initiative to pass.

"Looking forward to the unknown enemy, trying to surpass the unknown, pure bravery but very happy in it... Although I don't hate such people, but... such people are indeed easy to be designed, for example..."

"—A vile person like you."

Jibril showed an angelic sweet smile, but what she said was ruthless.

Yong Ye looked at the red moon, which was rarely seen on the planet, and fell into thought. He couldn't help laughing bitterly when the girl behind him interrupted.

"...Is it really good for you to say that? Aren't you also a collaborator? And that's your creator! It's not much better to say that I'm mean."

"It's a collaborator, but...I don't think I used the word vile wrong, because...I'm a vile person too, and I can't find a better word for it."

"You could say resourceful."

"Isn't it just a trick?"

With a devilish smile on her face, Jibril didn't deny the despicableness of her actions, or rather... she wanted to think so.

Chapter 30 The final battle of the trump card

Jibril's face was a little complicated, and Yong Ye also saw some of her thoughts and said bluntly.

"...Actually, you didn't want to kill the God of War, did you?"

"No, that's what Lord Artesius expects, so..."

"Okay, I also know what the God of War has to do with you. It's normal if you don't want to kill. There's no need to justify anything."

Before Jibril could finish speaking, Yong Ye put his hand on her head, stroked her head rudely and interrupted her.

"Although you are quite abnormal, you are also a life with feelings for the time being. There is no need to hide it."

"It's really arrogant~ But the gods are indeed arrogant. In that case, I... want your rare ones—ah, it hurts!"

Before Jibril could finish speaking, Yong Ye flicked a finger, preventing the angel girl whose eyes had turned into a beast and her saliva was about to drool from continuing to speak.

"Really... Lord Yong Ye doesn't trust me at all. I didn't want to say that I want the head."

"Hey~ other than this, what else do you want?"

Looking at Jibril, who was covering her head with an aggrieved face, Yong Ye didn't believe it at all.

"Didn't I say it before? I already want everything, but the head can't satisfy me. After all, it would be a pity to give up the others. If it is super rare, I will also want to collect the complete one, just for a while. I'm not that ignorant of the urge to spoil the perfect rarity~"

Jibril put her hands together on her chest, turned her head slightly and smiled again, and looked at Yong Ye. This look is really cute, but... her words were chilling.

"Of course~ If you are only willing to give me the head first, I will also consider..."

"Don't say it, don't talk about it, no one will want to give you a head, how can I live? Even if I'm stupid, I can't give you this kind of thing, just give up and give up."

"Then there's no other way, then I'll take all of yours? How about it? Think about it and wait until..."

Jibril pressed her index finger to her lips, and approached with drooling saliva, her eyes with crosses pouring out a scorching gaze.

"—No discussion! Your saliva is dripping on me!"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Yong Ye put a hand on her face, pushed it to the side with force, and overturned the girl who was lying on the bed and crawled over to the side.

"...let's talk about business, don't go too far, I just want to talk to someone about the strategy..."

The more the topic was discussed earlier, the more Yong Ye felt the chills in his neck, which made him feel a little awkward, so he forcibly interrupted the topic and shifted the topic to business.

Jibril, on the other hand, pursed her lips slightly, showing some dissatisfaction, but still responded weakly.

Of course, Yong Ye didn't really feel threatened, and he knew that Jibril was just talking about it, just like ordinary people were joking.

Although he doesn't quite understand the significance of this kind of joke, and it's not funny at all, he can only say... it really is the sword of the **** of war, the race of fighting and headhunting? Are jokes so special?

Actually... he doesn't know, it's not that the Flügel is joking, it's just that Jibril wants to tease him, and there's no special reason, it's just that, the Flügel doesn't understand feelings, so she can't figure it out either. I know what I'm thinking, but that's probably how it feels, right?

"...Lord Yong Ye, do you feel like your chest is being tightened? I feel that sometimes there is that weird feeling..."

During the discussion, Jibril suddenly raised a question that had nothing to do with strategy.

"The feeling of a tight chest? ... The Flügel doesn't have a heart attack, right?"

"No, all body functions are normal, it seems that some strange emotion is at work?"

"A strange feeling? I'm not a psychologist..."

Naturally, Yong Ye couldn't answer this kind of question of unclear meaning, so he chose to recommend a good counselor to her.

"Well...Is that so? It seems that the Ex-Machina's Hubby is broken, and because of the broken relationship, she has an extraordinary understanding of emotions. You may ask her about this."

"...Ex-Machine? Do you think it's a love affair?"

"Don't ask me, I don't understand this kind of stuff."

Yong Ye shrugged and said that he couldn't help.

"—That, that, that, that! Let's, let's try it again with a skin-to-skin kiss?!"

Jibril suddenly used the space transfer to get so close that her face almost touched Yongye, panting and blushing, she made a strange request.

"...Do you mean...you want me to touch your wings?"