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The **** threw himself into the sky like he was throwing garbage.

He is also strong in physical strength.

Jibril gritted her teeth and, following this power, returned to the place where the Flügel lived - Avant Heim.

Mako watched Jibril fly away, and turned to Igarashi, who once again showed an incredible and powerful side.

"Igarashi, I need to go back to the city of the elves, okay?"

"Go and come back?"

Igarashi's question made the corners of Zhenhong's mouth twitch slightly, then gradually expanded, and finally turned into an undisguised beautiful smile.

"Of course I will come back. Before the final battle, when you wish, I will definitely come back!"

"Well, let's go."

Will definitely come back, is this a flag? Igarashi doesn't care, at his current level, whether it is life or death or time is an option that can be changed, he will ensure the safety of True Red Nierbalen, because he has already bestowed his true God's grace on her.

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"Meow~ Xiaoji, are you really overly worried~"

The Flügel's eldest sister, the first instance, Azrael, laughed and flew over as if she were jumping, while lovingly hugging Jibril in the form of a young girl.

"Xiaoji, you are always so easy to get angry meow~ But well~ that makes you look cute meow~ Xiaoji looks even cuter!"

Azrael has a special preference for the extra individual, the youngest sister Jibril, and her actions are completely unpredictable. Jibril, who is erratic and free-spirited, often acts alone, after doing some messy things such as crusade against dragon spirits When she ran back, the purpose and reason for her abrupt behavior were completely unclear.

However, after all, that was the "incompleteness" given to her by the Creator, and Azrael felt that she was even cuter.

However, Jibril herself was very disgusted by this, and the technique that condensed the huge power possessed by the Flügel into one blow—[Sky Strike], became a child after Jibril used this move. For days, Azrael had been trying her best to make out with her.

It seemed that there was absolutely no fear in that mysterious man who could return even a sky strike as he said to Jibril.

After returning to the throne room, Azrael folded her wings, lowered her nimbus, and knelt down on one knee.

"How about the extra individual?"

Sitting leisurely on the throne, was a giant with burly muscles like a rock, the strongest god, the creator of the Flügel—the god-species Artosh.

"Because of the discovery of the Ex-Machina that acted alone, and the so-called genius of the elves, they used Sky Strike, and now they are performing a repairing technique to restore wear and tear, my creator."

"Really, huh, is that so?"

Hearing that the Lord seemed to have figured out something, Azrael quickly added with a meaningful laughter.

"According to Xiaoji, there appeared a young man who was not a god, and claimed that the closest race to him was a human being. He returned the Sky Strike to Xiaoji, but after I used the Sky Strike, I would fall into a weak state, and I couldn't resist it at all. In such an attack, Xiaoji is only weak and not injured. I think it may be deviated from the truth. Of course, it is not Xiaoji who is lying, but she is blinded by the enemy. Maybe the other party just has the ability to eliminate the sky strike, but That alone is powerful enough, according to the mysterious man named Igarashi, this ability is called law."

"The law...haha."

The Lord never speaks much, but he has such a brave and heroic smile as he is now...

For thousands, tens of thousands of years, the Lord has just sat on the throne with a sad face, holding his cheeks on the throne, silent and motionless. For so many years, even Azrael, who was originally created by the Lord, Not much to say to him.

But now he looked rather happy.

"It's almost too late, it seems that there is finally an existence that kills me."

Hearing this sentence, Azrael took a deep breath, the Lord is the strongest, the Lord is the apex, the **** of gods, the king of kings, the strongest god, the **** of war Artosh, how could anyone be able to kill his presence?

"In this land, there can't be any enemy who can match the Lord?"

Although it was a question, Azrael already had the answer in her heart, it was impossible.

The Lord is the **** of war, and the so-called war means fighting each other.

Competing, fighting, killing and being killed, betting on one's own life and death, constantly honing one's soul and existence, constantly repeating the cycle of fighting and fighting, constantly inheriting resentment and hatred, this is what gave birth to the Lord Concept, but also his essence.

Therefore, the Lord will call out the killing intent on the battlefield, and then completely ravage everything with overwhelming force, that is the conclusion of the [strongest].

The existence that deploys martial arts to the world, shows strength and greatness, is defined as the strongest existence, and that is the Lord.

But unilateral slaughter is not war, which is why the Lord fell into an almost slumbering lethargy.

"What's the point of being the strongest without a challenger? But now, it has changed, everything has changed, whether it is the strongest, you need to admit it, whether it is the strongest, you need to fight him to know, haha, [the most powerful] Stronger]? It's just that [stronger] hasn't appeared yet."

After a hearty laugh, the Lord restrained all expressions.

"If I die, the Flügel, my children, give allegiance to those who defeated me."

Not only to Azrael, but the voice of the **** of war Artosh condensed throughout Abonte Heim, where the Flügel lived.

"?!!"

When many Flügel were shocked.

"All [Battle Body], [Pseudo-Dian·Sky Strike], [Pseudo-Dian·Yan Longxiao] - Dian Kai!"

Chapter 802 The final battle, start!

The Ex-Machina can analyze, learn, and master the attack. Because it is connected, all members can understand that any machine is attacked, and then the entire Ex-Machina can try to learn. Among them, there is a corresponding potential. , this attack can be reproduced, and according to the ability, it is only a prototype, slightly inferior, equivalent, or even more powerful than its real body.

At this moment, it is the entire Ex-Machina combat body, which exerts its maximum attack power according to its own suitability.

More than a thousand [Sky Strikes] and [Yan Long Xiao], a collection of attacks that could influence the fate of the planet, hit the residence of the Flügel in Abonte Heimne.

The Flügel, who was waiting between the thrones, suddenly fell into chaos, and began to run in a panic.

Some people deployed detection magic, and some people moved to the outside airspace through space to find out the situation.

At this time, Azrael suddenly remembered what Jibril said. At the beginning, she encountered an Ex-Machina who was alone and tried to kill it. Before she started, she was stopped and defeated. Now, the Ex-Machina is actually Active attack.

No, not only the Ex-Machina, but also the elves, and the [Void Zeroth Protection] also began to fall.

But they were all blocked by the **** of war Arto.

Otherwise, this is an attack that can wipe out the Flügel.

But now, after one blow, the Ex-Machina's energy is depleted, and the same is true for the elves, then——

After grasping the situation, Azrael showed a wicked smile and quickly gave various instructions.

"Raphael, I sensed the goblin's ship equipped with [Blast], although it hasn't launched an attack yet, but don't wait, you lead the Nine Wings to attack, and there is not one left to destroy, Saragil Just lead everyone from the ten to eighteen wings to the elves at the fastest speed—"

"Huh, hehe-hahahaha!"

All the Flügel fell silent as the laughter remembered, because it was the Lord's voice.