The Endless Shuttle

Xin Ke Nilvalen, as an octogenarian, certainly wouldn't be alarmed by this point. The protective magic circle in the capital worked very well, defending against attacks coming from nowhere.

She looked at the black-haired youth warily, and took two steps back.

"As I promised you..."

"Are you stupid?"

Luo Pei sighed helplessly and pointed to the sky.

"He has already flown over your head, so don't doubt me anymore, it's very rude..."

Looking up again, Xinke Nierbalian saw the instigator of the incident.

Those beautiful girls with halos on their heads.

"The Flügel!" ? "

Xin Ke Nilvalen murmured incredulously.

"Why the Flügel..."

No time to think about it.

Xin Ke Nilvalen saw that among the group of girls, some people had already started to raise their palms, gathering huge elf power.

——"Sky Strike".

"Please forgive me! I may not be able to accompany you on your journey!"

Xinke Niervalen didn't care about Rope at all, turned around and applied the "flying" spell to himself, and flew towards the elf fleet that was constantly pouring out and preparing to counterattack.

Rope shrugged and didn't care, and went straight into the temple of Cainas.

He was too lazy to participate in the battle between the Flügel and the Elves.

The so-called, it has nothing to do with oneself and hangs up high, that's it.

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Chapter 16 The First Sight of the Killing Angel and the God of Disaster

Above the capital of the elves, there are a large number of Flügel.

Carrying a halo and wings, the feathers of Artosh, the strongest god species "God of War", is also the most brutal upper race on the earth so far, and even the demon species are turned pale by talking about it.

Five people can kill giants, fifty people can hunt dragon spirits, and hundreds of people can penetrate the spirit of gods...

And now there are three hundred wings gathered over the capital of the elves.

——The great hunt of the Flügel.

If there is a doomsday in the world, then the picture reflected from the elf magic image must be the most terrifying doomsday, right?

"Hi hi hi."

The eldest sister of the Flügel, Azrael clapped her hands, and focused all the sisters' attention on herself with a smile.

"The opening "Sky Strike" is enough, everyone can't be too playful. It is enough to smash this place with pure violence and grind those long-eared offal into meat paste. The head of rarity 2 is not worth our trouble at all. You know, the ultimate goal of our "hunting" this time is the "Four Heavenly Kings" of the demon species, meow. "

"Sigh... for the "Four Heavenly Kings", we can't beat sister Azrael at all, right? "

"Yes, yes, if you don't get more heads with long ears now, what if Master Artoxi thinks we are lazy?"

"Well... I don't think Artosh-sama doesn't care about these things at all. I think it's because your previous heads are rotten and weathered? I've said it many times, and you must take measures to prevent anti-corrosion magic. I really think everyone is A dragon spirit breed?"

"Hey~"

With beautiful, goddess-like flawless faces, the girls chattered cruel words.

The biggest hobby of the Flügel other than war is to collect the heads of the defeated.

Beastmen, demons, elves, elves, giants, dragons... If it hadn't been for the hunted deities who died without leaving a body, they would definitely hang their only glory in the millennium on high. On the wall.

"I said, how much time do you have to waste?"

One of the Flügel, a girl with spectrally colored long hair, sighed.

In her cross-patterned pupils, the elves' fleet is orderly departing from the capital, making formations to deal with the enemy, and the complex magic light keeps shining.

And from the side of the elves' capital, a vortex of clouds and mist is gradually forming.

The fantasy species "cloud and mist vortex".

"The rumors are true. These bastards really manipulated the fantasy species, is it a technology jointly developed with the fairy species?"

"Hey..." Azrael put on a bright smile.

"I'll give those long ears to my sisters, Xiaoji, would you like to compete with me to see who kills that phantom first?"

As soon as these words came out, the other Flügel quit.

"It's too much! Sister Azrael, we're going to kill the phantom species too!"

"That's right! This may be the only chance to hunt fantasy species!"

"Shut up meow! Your class will be melted away in an instant, meow!"

"So what, if you die, you die..."

"Idiot meow! What we want to achieve is zero battle damage. This is guaranteed in front of Master Artoxiu. Are you going to let Master Artoxiu down?"

Azrael scolded the greedy junior angrily.

Hearing this, the Flügel girl named "Jibril" and alias "Fanwai individual" smiled, and slowly approached Azrael.

"Senior Azrael."

"What's the matter, what's the matter meow?"

Seeing the youngest sister approaching, Azrael blushed.

"Does Xiaoji want to give her sister a kiss? Here? In this scene!? Ah~"

The elder sister of the Flügel closed her eyes like a child.

"Xiaoji, yes..."

"Shut up, bastard."