The only male protagonist in variety comics

""Meow~ Xiaoji, you are too worried~"

Abant Heim, a super-giant fantasy species flying in the air, supports the Flügel city as a floating island, and the Flügel's eldest sister, the first individual· Azrael smiled and flew over like a leap, rubbing the face of Jibril who was temporarily transformed into a little girl due to the use of Sky Strike.

"Little Xiaoji looks even cuter, nya~ah, I hate the repair technique~"

Azriel is particularly fond of the extra individual, the youngest sister Jibril.

Her actions are completely unpredictable, irregular and free. The unrestrained Jibril would often go out alone, do some messy things such as conquering dragon spirits, and then come back. Everyone was used to such abrupt behavior, and they accepted the youngest sister's behavior with doting. Everything.

Jibril herself is very tired of this so-called favor, especially Azriel's favor.

"I said, are you listening to what I say seriously? That forest elf used a magic to perfectly block my sky strike, and the residual power of that magic 597 was able to blast me away. Don't you think it's amazing?"

"Yes~ It's interesting, but that's all. I went to see it later, and the Elf city was deserted. It seemed like it wasn't a magic that could be cast at will. Even if it was, we Flügel wouldn't be able to do it. Fear, this is Abant Heim, the home of our Flügels, the residence of our strongest lord, where Xiaoji can rest peacefully."

"Hey, do you understand or not? The elves have broken their racial restrictions. You should know that the strength of the elves is determined by the number of magic spells that can be used at the same time, right? The adaptability of their elves determines that the intensity of each spell of the forest elves is very low, but this time, they only used a piece of magic to block my sky strike?!"

Seeing Azrael's casual look, Jibril screamed like crazy. However, as she degenerated into a young girl, her voice also changed, and the screams that could have expressed her dissatisfaction became milky. , there are little stars shining in Azriel’s eyes, she is obviously attracted by Jibril.

"Xiaoji, can you call me sister? If you agree, I will agree to whatever you ask for, right?"

"Get out of here!!! Jibril finished shouting in anger, but she also knew that she, who had lost most of her power now, was no match for Azrael, so she directly mobilized the few remaining energy to use the teleportation method unique to the Flügel - Skyshift. Leave.

When Azriel saw Jibril disappear from sight, the casual look on her face gradually disappeared and became serious.

Azriel knew very well what kind of power Jibril's sky strike had. Power, as an extra individual of the Flügel and the last child of the God of War Artho, Jibril's power is one of the best among the entire Flügel, and the sky strike she sends out is also the strongest among the Flügels. And that forest elf species who is not even a superior race was able to defend it with just a magic. My heart was actually filled with shock. When I first saw Jibril's embarrassed posture, I thought that this sister The Dragon King who ran to challenge the Dragon Elf, or the Ex-Machina, whose entire race is always united as a whole, a hidden god. Unexpectedly, Jibril's opponent was only the Forest Elf.

That one was already on the mainland. What happened to the elves who had disappeared for a long time in the center of the battlefield?

Azriel came to the throne room, closed her eyes, and lowered her halo towards the father of the Flügel, who was sitting leisurely (ajcc) on the throne. man of god gift

"My Lord, a conflict broke out between the extravagant individual Jibril and the Elf. Jibril's Sky Strike was defended by the Elf using a spell that should not belong to the Elf."

"I already know this."

Artosh's words were as brief as ever. Azriel, who had long been accustomed to the other party's reticence, did not simply fall into silence this time.

"I think it is necessary for the Flügel to send out a small team to investigate the situation of the elves."

"……ha."

Under Azriel's confused and surprised gaze, the man who had always been sitting on the throne like a statue with no expression or words, first chuckled, and then laughed loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Just like not long ago, laughter that shook the air filled the throne room.

"Are you even beginning to feel uneasy? It's really unprecedented. My powerful enemy has brought about so many interesting changes."

Seeing that the Lord was in a good mood recently, Azriel breathed a sigh of relief and asked

"The powerful enemy in the Lord’s mouth is……"

"He doesn't seem to be a god. If I have to say it, he is a bit similar to humans."

"Humanity? Those monkeys that are not even a race?"

Like the elves, the Flügels also despise humans, and even more so. After all, even the elves are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Flügel, let alone humans.

Artexu's His gaze seemed to pass through the white stone pillars between the thrones, crossing a long distance and focusing on a corner of the continent.

"Humans are indeed the weakest, but he is not weak. He is the only strong enemy that can kill me. Otherwise, even if other gods and their respective races besiege me, they will not be able to put any pressure on me now."

Her creator is eager to fight and to be defeated. At this moment, Azriel felt this fact like never before. Looking at the smile on Artosh's face, Azriel couldn't laugh.

If, If the God of War is really defeated, for the Flügel……

"If I lose the battle, please help me go and see how he got to this point as a non-god, where he came from, and where he is going."

After Artesio finished saying this, he fell into an almost eternal silence. The ancient well was as calm as a statue, waiting for the powerful enemy to make all pre-war preparations and waiting for the battle to come._Fei Lu reminds you: three things about reading - collection,