Zongman: People in the box garden, building a dragon community

Her fair and smooth skin was exposed without any cover, exuding a charming luster.

Especially the charming belly under her snow-white wings is even more eye-catching, highlighting her graceful girlish figure.

At this moment, the magic power of the elves was surging around her, gathering continuously.

With her pair of pure white wings as the source, it seemed that the spirits in the atmosphere were responding to her power.

As if in response to Jibril's boredom, an unusual breath suddenly came from the sky.

Soon, she noticed the source of the unusual smell.

In the sky ahead, the shadow of a continent quietly emerged.

In her perception, the subtle aura hidden within became stronger and stronger, and a sense of crisis beyond that of the Flügel came over her, exactly the same as the aura of the God of War Artosh-sama.

——That is the breath of the gods.

So that's it. Is this the source of the "abnormality"?

The cross pattern in Jibril's eyes was fixed on the top of the Sky Continent. She could vaguely see the wings of the Void Dragon God slowly spreading out, and with the light of lightning, the sense of oppression became stronger.

However, Jibril had nowhere to escape at this moment. The moment she stepped into the Continent of Heaven, she had become a participant in the Gift Game.

"I want to say 'I'm sorry to bother you' but it's useless, right?"

Jibril said tentatively.

"Flügel...Jibril."

The other party gave her name without hesitation.

"Eh? Have we met before?"

Jibril was confused.

But the next moment, a huge attraction came, and a black hole-like portal suddenly appeared in front of Jibril.

After a moment's thought, she stepped in and arrived at the palace at the top of the Continent of Heaven.

So, she met the "abnormal" owner.

...

The dragon shadow at the top of the Sky Continent did indeed bring a great sense of oppression to the Skywing race.

However, Jibril soon realized that the other party had no "bad intentions".

At the same time, she felt the other party's presence - the essence, the source of power of the God Seed.

That feeling of sublime light comes from the essence of the spirit, which lower creatures cannot resist. This is the majesty of the topmost existence between heaven and earth.

In addition, the Flügel girl also saw the figure of another divine girl.

"This breath of "divine essence"...Are you the Lord of Doubt?"

Jibril asked tentatively.

In the beam of light, sat a gorgeous girl wearing oriental clothing and holding an inkstone.

She had long light-colored hair and silver-iron eyes, and her expression was slightly more lively than when she first met Lin Yuan.

Fanlou held the brush in his hand and tilted his head to look at the Flügel in front of him.

Although it was the first time that Jibril saw Hanlou, as a Flügel, she had naturally heard of the existence of the God of Doubt.

In fact, whenever she saw any of the gods, information about them would come to her mind.

"Flügel, Jibril."

Lin Yuan murmured softly, loosened his grip on Fan Lou's hand, and then stood up from the throne.

"Yes. It is an honor for you to know my name, my Lord God."

Jibril folded her wings and saluted gracefully.

"Is your father Artosh okay?"

Lin Yuan stared at the beautiful girl with wings on her ribs and asked calmly.

"Master Artosh remains the same as always, sitting motionless on the throne, seemingly uninterested in anything in the world..."

When Jibril said this, a hint of complicated emotions appeared in her cross-patterned pupils.

Then her expression turned extremely serious.

"My Lord God, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. I have a question that I urgently want to ask you. I wonder if you can give me some advice? Of course, this is just a request for help, you can completely ignore it."

"Go ahead, I don't mind."

Lin Yuan said, "But since you're asking me, it's probably about Artosh, right? Why don't you ask him directly?"

“It is precisely because he is Master Artosh that he cannot answer this question!”

Jibril's tone was firm.

"As the master of the Flügel race, Artosh-sama has been firmly seated at the position of 'the strongest' since his birth. He is a unique existence in this world. However, this has also become a shackle on his thinking. Because he stands at the top, everything else seems insignificant in his eyes, so he cannot understand the questions raised by a tiny existence like me."

"Is it really wise to boast about your Lord God like this? Don't you know that his throne as the 'strongest' has long been lost?"

The corner of Lin Yuan's mouth curled up into a slightly teasing smile.

"That's exactly the point!"

Jibril rarely refuted the fact that Artosh had failed.

"In fact, you may not know that my birth has a great relationship with you."

Jibril seemed to have heard a lot about Lin Yuan's deeds, so when she saw Lin Yuan, she seemed particularly calm.

As if she was about to face her own fate, she spoke.

(ps: I received a reward from a big guy, so I will post all the chapters of No Game No Life in one go today. I will start the journey of the small garden tomorrow.)

Chapter 48 Let’s go to the “Elf Corridor” and get the Star Cup!

Jibril looked at the slightly surprised Lin Yuan and spoke slowly:

“Let me start by telling you about my birth. As a Flügel, I am no different from my sisters. But the Lord God created me to question the concept of ‘the strongest’. Therefore, I kept challenging the strong, again and again. Until one day, I was able to surpass Artosh-sama and challenge you on his behalf…”

Lin Yuan knew the deep meaning of this.

The "final individual" Jibril was created by the God of War Artosh in order to seek a "real breakthrough" when he was pushed to the brink of collapse by the "strongest".

Therefore, she possesses a "growth potential" that other Flügel do not possess.

However, after being defeated by himself, Artosh realized that he might have his limits.

But his daughter, whom he has high hopes for, may have the possibility of breaking through to become the “strongest”.

“I keep pushing myself to the limit and defeating opponents who were thought to be unbeatable, just to prove my worth.”

Jibril looked up at Lin Yuan with a resolute gaze.

"But despite my best efforts, in the eyes of Artosh-sama, it seems that all my efforts have been in vain, just like you once defeated Artosh-sama. Can I really defeat Artosh-sama? Can I really grow to that point and set my sights on you, who is also a god, more powerful, and more qualified to be called the 'strongest'?"

"So, what is it you really want to ask?"

"My Lord God, I want to know, when the gap between the strong and the weak is huge, will the weak never be able to defeat the strong? For the weak, what is the meaning of challenging the strong? And for me, are you a goal to pursue, or an unattainable nothingness?"

If the answer is meaningless, then Artosh's creation of Jibril was a "mistake".

In other words, this Flügel girl has no other use except for fighting.

If Lin Yuan admitted it now, Jibril, as a proud girl of the Flügel race, would probably find it difficult to accept such a conclusion.

It is even possible that Jibril might choose to self-destruct because of this.

There is no need to question the crazy personalities of the Flügel.

Beneath her smiling and charming face, her heart was already broken and twisted.

At this moment, the Angel of Death, who had lost the motivation to become stronger, fell into deep confusion.

After hearing Jibril's question, the entire palace fell into silence.

The God of Suspicion, Fanlou, also cast a curious look at him. Lin Yuan lowered his head slightly and glanced at the Flügel girl.

"This question is really arrogant."

Lin Yuan snorted coldly.

"The word 'challenge' is well used. You actually asked me how to bridge the gap between the weak and the strong? In your eyes, can I reach the 'strongest' position that I hold just by becoming stronger?"

Jibril didn't dare to answer, but the look in her eyes said it all.

"Never mind. The God of War is your 'father', and you don't know my true strength, so it's not surprising that you think so."

Lin Yuan felt that it was meaningless to continue arguing, so he gave up. The facts will eventually be presented in the most real results.

A strong wind pressure rolled up from Lin Yuan's side, blowing away everything around him. Even the dark clouds in the atmosphere were cleared away, and the sky became unusually clear.

"Jibril, the question you raise is too general and there is no single answer. But given your endearing looks and the things that interest me about you, I can choose to answer this question."

"It's really surprising that even the gods can be moved by appearance. I thought you and your compatriots had already transcended your obsession with external things."

"The long lifespan has endowed the higher species with their own unique preferences. Even among dragon species, there are some individuals who are keen on collecting items."

Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, and then continued: "For example, some gods like to ask questions but do not expect answers, but indulge in endless mysteries."

"She must be very stupid then."

"No, she's actually a very cute thing."

Lin Yuan replied with a smile, then turned his gaze towards the Doubtful God Sail Tower.

After Jibril understood, she lowered her head, not daring to ask any more questions, and bowed respectfully.

“Please tell me, I have no one else to consult except you who has been recognized by Master Artosh.”

Although the Flügel sisters were not stupid, they were still influenced by Artosh and lacked the ability to make independent judgments other than in combat, which was regrettable.

Even Azriel, the elder sister of the Flügel leader, could not understand Jibril's actions, let alone answer her questions.

Other races were marginalized due to deep resentment.

In the end, the only one who could be questioned was the one who was highly regarded by the "God of War" Artosh - the one who once defeated the strongest and became the new strongest Dragon God.