Of the sixteen races, aside from the humans and the Skywings, all the other races had left.
Looking at the members of the two races that remained, Eight-cloud Ink first had Li Ku explain the current situation to the human representative, his sister Ke 'er, while he went to the Skywings.
"Do you have anything you want to ask?"
"Why?"
The leader of the Skywings, the first individual Azriel, looked up at Eight-cloud Ink, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.
"Why would the invincible Lord … fail, meow?"
"Invincible?"
Eight-cloud Ink shook its head.
"War God Artheus represents the concept of 'War' or 'Battle' or 'Strife', not the concept of 'Invincibility'."
"You're saying …?"
"Yes, he represents' War 'and has great power, but that doesn't mean' Invincibility ', so he will fail."
Azriel, as well as all the Skywing girls behind her, seemed to have suffered a huge blow as their bodies swayed.
Some of them even began to cry.
"Lord … failed, meow …"
Azriel lowered her head, a bitter look on her face.
Suddenly, she noticed Gilliel standing next to her.
Seeing Gilliel in her young girl form, Azriel was clearly shocked. "Little Gilliel? How did you …? "
Gilliel pursed her lips. "Don't mention it. I bumped into the One God on the first day he arrived in this world, and then I got beaten up, turning into this …"
"Arrived … in this world …?"
As the leader of the Skywings, she had often interacted with the War God Artheus, so she easily understood what this meant.
Turning to look at Eight-cloud Ink, Azriel did not know what to say.
She had always believed that the invincible Lord, the War God Artheus, had been defeated by the One God from another world.
Without a Lord, where would these killing machines created by the One God go?
Azriel looked at the group of Skywings behind her, who had lost their target and were panicking.
"What do you plan to do next?"
Eight-cloud Ink suddenly asked.
"Plan?" Azriel repeated the word in confusion. "Without a Lord … what use do we killing machines have in this world?"
Had he lost his target?
Eight-cloud Ink frowned. It seemed like the disappearance of Wargod was a huge blow to them.
After a pause, Eight-cloud Ink said, "In that case, are you willing to become the Guardians of Order?"
"Guardian meow?"
Azriel and all the other Skywings, including Gopriel, were looking at Eight-cloud Ink.
"The [Order] is not just the [Order] of this world — — - I come from another world, which is a gigantic world system made up of several worlds. I can foresee that this system will only grow larger and larger in the future"
"Are you willing to become the guardians of this system? To maintain a just, kind, and just order? "
"Haha … Lord One God, do you intend to let us, the killing machines, become the guardians of order?"
Azriel laughed as if she had heard a joke.
"Moreover, you are the murderer of our Lord. Not only did you kill our Lord, but you also intend to take us in, meow?"
Eight-cloud Ink sighed. "As I said, no one will die. Those who died in the disaster just now won't, and neither will your Lord —"
The eyes of the Skywings lit up once more.
"As long as the Concept of Gods still exists, they won't die. It's just that they can't appear because of the loss of their Spirit Essence, so …"
"So our Lord has only disappeared and not died?"
Azriel anxiously asked.
"Will our Lord appear again? As long as he regains his Spirit Essence? "
"Yes, although the possibility of regaining his Spirit Essence is almost zero."
"Why?"
Azriel's tone became even more urgent.
"Do you still remember the [Ten Covenants] that I made?"
"I do … It's really … a covenant that makes me very unhappy."
The Skywings, who had been created as killing machines, naturally felt a sense of rejection toward the covenant that Eight-cloud Ink and Liko had discussed.
Without being able to fight, a lot of their strength would be useless.
"Under that covenant, even if there is a struggle, there won't be a war. Everything will be decided by the game. In such a situation, even if Arthel, who feeds on hatred, war, and blood, doesn't die while maintaining his Concept, it's impossible for him to regain his Spirit Essence and reappear."
All the Skywings immediately became dejected, and the wings under their ribs drooped weakly.
"I understand, meow. You're the victor, and you're now the only God … Your words naturally can't be wrong, meow."
Azriel said in a low voice.
"So? Are you willing to become a Guardian of the Order Faction? After Arthel's disappearance, all of you need to find a reason to continue living. "
Azriel's body instantly trembled.
She could almost predict that without a reason to live, with Arthel's disappearance, the future of the Skywings would be extremely bleak. They might even commit suicide out of fear.
Azriel, who treated every Skywing sister like family, would definitely not allow herself to see such a situation.
After thinking about it, she looked at Eight-cloud Ink. "I agree, meow. From today onward, the Skywings are yours, meow!"
With the matter of the Skywings settled, Liko and Ke 'er also finished their conversation.
Ke 'er carried Liko's expectations and tearfully bade farewell to Eight-cloud Ink before leaving. She would lead the humans to live in the new world as the first queen of the humans.
Then, Eight-cloud Ink looked at Liko and his 177 Spectre teammates.
"All of you … You're really unscrupulous in order to complete your plan."
Not a single one of the 178 humans in front of him was in good condition.
Even the ones with the lightest injuries had incomplete limbs.
Liko, who was the most seriously injured, was wrapped in bandages all over his body.
Eight-cloud Ink was certain that if he did not take action, Liko could die at any time.
"To be able to see this scene today, everything was worth it."
Liko laughed, and then he coughed violently because of his wound.
"It's a pity … cough cough … Zhu Bi … won't be able to see this … cough cough …"
"She will see this scene, but it will be in the next life."
Liko was stunned for a moment before he nodded in relief.
"Yes, the next life … Sir One God, do you think I can really be with Zhu Bi in the next life?"
"I promise. That head referee promised me."
"Haha … I keep feeling that the head referee you mentioned is a very strict person … cough cough …"
Suddenly, the bandages on the lower half of Liko's face were quickly dyed red with blood.
"Liko!"
"Great General!" "Sir!"
The humans following him came forward with concern. Liko, who was lying on the ground, shook his head and looked in the direction of Eight-cloud Ink.
"Sir … I'm dying. In the next life … I'll leave it to you …"
After receiving Eight-cloud Ink's promise, Liko closed his eyes in satisfaction.
"Zhu Bi …"
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