"Cough cough … Cough …"
Gillian, who had been caught off guard by Yakumo Blue's sudden appearance, used her unbroken arm to open a magic shield with great difficulty.
However, in her haste, she was unable to completely withstand the explosion caused by the barrage of bullets, and Gillian fell from the sky, covered in dirt.
"This … This is … Eh?! Eh eh eh eh eh!? "
Gillian's voice went from charming to slightly shrill, and Gillian looked at her own body in astonishment.
She had shrunk!
"Ah … I didn't expect it to be like this …"
As she had used up almost all her strength to use Skystrike, her body had shrunk to the size of a child to protect herself.
With a crying face, Gillian sat on the ground, the little Skywing girl flapping her wings as she looked at Eight-cloud Ink and Yakumo Blue opposite her.
"Seems like I lost."
⑧
"Young Master Mo, can you explain what those 'Tumbling Washing Machine' and 'Yakumo Ball' that I can't ignore mean?"
After determining that Gillian was no longer a threat, Azura stood in front of Eight-cloud Ink with her hands in her sleeves, trying her best to put on a serious expression on her cute face.
Eight-cloud Ink stroked her long hair and pointed at Azura's mouth. "Azura, your face is still stained with the remains of fried tofu."
"Ah ah, ah —!"
When Azura heard that, she was first stunned, and then steam came out of her head with a bang. She hurriedly pulled her hands out of her sleeves to wipe her mouth, only to find that her hands were very clean.
She had been tricked.
"Young Master Mo! Is it very fun to tease others? "
Azura stomped her little feet and puffed up her cheeks angrily.
"Ah ah, it's because you're always so conscientious and serious, so I couldn't help but want to make a joke!"
"Yes, yes, it's just a joke. I see. But Young Master Mo, can you take back your hands that are touching my tail? You can touch my ears if you want, but not my tail … It's too sensitive there. "
"Ah ha, ahahahaha …"
Eight-cloud Ink giggled as she retracted her hands and turned to look at Gillian, who was sitting on the ground not far away.
"Eh? Why are you so small? "
Although her body had shrunk, her clothes were still the same size. She looked like a child who had secretly put on her mother's clothes for fun.
"Because I used too much strength in the [Sky Strike] just now and didn't have enough sprites, I couldn't maintain my original form."
Gopril did not have the slightest thought of not exposing her condition to the enemy. She openly stated the reason.
"By the way, before you execute me, can you tell me why Sky Strike didn't work on you? You have to know that even god soul seeds would be injured if they were not prepared for it. "
Eight-cloud Ink had clearly received her full-powered [Sky Strike] head-on, but it wasn't injured at all. She couldn't understand this.
"Also, can you tell me how that strange beastman appeared?"
"You're really friendly."
Eight-cloud Ink walked up to Gopril, who was now a young girl, and squatted down to check on the injured young Skywing girl.
"Hmm … Looks like you've already lost your ability to fight. Speaking of which, what you said just now means that I'm going to execute you? Do you want to die that badly? "
"Eh? Could it be that you're planning to take me as the victor? If that's the case, it's fine. But I'm now in the shape of a young girl. Are you interested in that? "
Eight-cloud Ink was certain that Lan Jue, who was standing behind her, was looking at her with a very strange gaze.
"I don't have that kind of strange intention!"
"Not ordinary possession, but an even stranger kind of humiliation?" Gopril's small face showed a hint of surprise, then she sighed and lowered her head as if she had accepted her fate. "Well, it's my fault for being defeated. But is it really that fun to humiliate a young girl?"
"Eh eh eh? Why does it sound like you've encountered something like this before? "
Eight-cloud Ink immediately looked at Gopril in shock.
It was just a casual question, but she didn't expect the young girl before her to actually nod!
"That's right. In the past, I accidentally appeared in front of senior in this state, and then she …"
At this point, Gopril suddenly stopped.
Gopril looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a strange gaze and suddenly said, "How treacherous! You actually unknowingly avoided my question, and still want to pry for information? "
"You think too much. Speaking of which, weren't you asking me questions from the beginning?"
"Eh …"
Gopril turned her head and snorted.
"Alright, it looks like you're not going to say anything. Then take my head. You win."
Eight-cloud Ink turned her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry as she looked at Lan Jue behind her.
"I won't kill you –"
"Eh!? You're not really going to possess and humiliate me, are you? "
Gopril opened her round eyes, looking up and down Eight-cloud Ink, then suddenly nodded her head in all seriousness.
"Mmhmm, you look so pretty, even prettier than the heads of those elves I've collected. If I were to be humiliated by someone like you … hehehe … hehehe …"
With a splat, a large "#" appeared on Eight-cloud Ink's forehead.
Gopril unconsciously drooled at the corner of her mouth. As she wiped, she fell into a strange fantasy. Then, in her young girl form, she suddenly quivered, and her small face unconsciously wrinkled.
"… But, after all, I was created by the Lord. If I were to be possessed by others, wouldn't it be a great disrespect to the Lord … How can I fix it, so distressing …"
Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat …
"Can you act normal for once? I already said that I don't have that kind of strange hobby! "
The paper fan hit her.
Gopril covered her head with her hand that was not broken and looked at Eight-cloud Ink with tears in her eyes.
After taking a deep breath, Eight-cloud Ink said to the little girl, "I just want to ask you a few questions. If you answer honestly, I'll let you go."
"Eh? Didn't you want to humiliate me? "
Gopril sighed, her face full of disappointment. Why are you disappointed!
"I know that the purpose of the war is to fight for the throne of the only god that dominates all the rights in the world —"
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Gopril.
"Now, tell me what conditions are needed to determine the so-called only god, or how can this war end?"
"You don't know?"
Gopril looked at Eight-cloud Ink with a strange expression.
"Are you not a god seed?"
"Just tell me the answer."
"…" Gopril pursed her lips. Thinking that this information was not confidential at all, she said, "As long as there is only one Divine Soul left in the battle, the symbol of the throne of the One God, the Star Cup, will appear."
Eight-cloud Ink blinked and suddenly felt that it was troublesome.
"… Are you kidding me?"
"No!"
Gopril snorted angrily.
"… What's wrong? Young Master Mo? "Azura asked curiously when she saw Eight-cloud Ink's expression change.
Eight-cloud Ink smacked her lips and looked at the red sky with narrowed eyes.
"Only when there is only one god left will the only god be born. But the gods in this world are born from beliefs and concepts. As long as there is a belief or a corresponding concept, the corresponding god will appear. In other words, this world will constantly give birth to new gods. Now, do you know where the trouble is?"
Azura nodded. "New gods will constantly appear. In other words, the war is almost endless?"
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