Zongman: The comprehension is against the sky, shocking the star god

In the world of No Game No Life, on a plain only a thousand kilometers away from the Flügel headquarters, Avant Heim, a certain Flügel girl, who was rarely alone, was pacing back and forth on the ground, seemingly waiting for something.

"Why hasn’t Jibril come back yet? Where has he been? Did he challenge an unchallengeable opponent and get bullied?"

Thinking back to Jibril’s previous experience of challenging the dragon spirits, failing several times, and even nearly dying, Azriel couldn’t help but feel worried.~，.

"Woohoo, Xiaoji! My Xiaoji! What if she gets caught by bad guys and becomes a pet, gets treated like this and that, and finally comes back with a big belly? What should I do, meow!"

"Wait? Isn't Xiaoji's child Youji? Xiaoji is so cute, Youji will definitely be even cuter! Guhehe, it's not impossible to think like this, it seems that Xiaoji mother and daughter package is not unacceptable... Hehehe-~~"

What started out as normal worry turned into a complete catharsis of a perverted sexual fetish.

Fortunately, no one dared to get close to the Flügel's sight, otherwise, anyone who heard these words would definitely be executed on the spot by Azriel.

After a while of being perverted, Azriel shook her head and returned to normal.

Looking at the place where Jibril disappeared out of thin air, she tilted her head and thought for a few seconds.

"So, where did Jibril go? The magic used by the Elves to control other life forms has been extinct. It's a pity, but hypnosis play shouldn't exist. Even if it does, it won't work on us Flügel. As long as he doesn't challenge the Dragon Elves, Jibril shouldn't be in any trouble, right?"

Thinking of this, Azriel felt relieved when she recalled Jibril's confident expression before she left.

"Xiaoji is so smart, nothing will happen to him, meow!"

"When Xiaoji comes back, I'll take her with me to clear out the elves to celebrate, meow!"

In this world, the superior races have obvious advantages over the inferior races.

For the Flügel, even the middle-level combat power in the war, such as the elves, is just dust that can be easily brushed away.

For Azriel, clearing out the main force of the elves is the same as going out for an outing.

However, when returning from an outing, you may pick willow branches, but when returning from clearing out the elves, you will only get the heads of the elves.

There is only this little difference.

In fact, the time Azriel waited was even less than she expected.

As an immortal species, she was ready to wait there for two years.

Unexpectedly, in just a few hours, Jibril's figure reappeared in front of her

"Master, you can ask me anything you want to know. To be honest, I am one of the most knowledgeable people among the Flügel!"

The moment she saw Jibril, Azriel immediately pounced on her.

"Woohoo! I told you that you will be fine, come and let me check your body.——"

"Bang!"

With a roar, Azriel's body retreated faster than when she rushed over, and hit the ground directly, creating a deep gully.

"Azriel... are you brainless?"

Jibril looked at the idiot speechlessly.

Fortunately, she recognized the other party's identity in time and did not use her authority, but only used the most common attack method of the Flügel.

Otherwise, under the effect of the sword's protection, even if it was just a casual blow out of conditioned reflex, it would be enough to completely cut Azriel in half, and even prevent her from healing.

"It's okay if you bump into someone else, at most you'll get beaten up, but if you bump into the master, I'll really punish you!"

She warned fiercely. She wanted to brag about her role, but she was interrupted by Azriel.

"What do you mean by"get a beating"?"Ji, you don't have much respect for your sister, meow!"

Azriel responded to Jibril's insults like a conditioned reflex.

"How dare you be so disrespectful? If you don't let me hold you for a day, I will never forgive you... Wait, what did you just say, Xiaoji? Who is this guy?"

She rolled over unscathed and got up from the ground.

After noticing the black-haired and black-eyed man behind Jibril, she realized what Jibril had just called her, and she was instantly petrified.

No way, did she hear it wrong?

Faced with this self-deceiving fantasy, Jibril introduced with a very proud tone:

"Don't address Master Su Mo in such a disrespectful tone. He is my master.——"

"I'll kill you, meow!"

Before he could finish his introduction, Azriel rushed over like lightning, with the sickle of the god of death condensed in her hand, pointing directly at Su Mo's chest.

His worst premonition was confirmed, his most beloved little sister became another man's pet.

With hatred in his heart, Azriel did not hold back at all.

However——

"Boom!"

Ten meters away from Su Mo, Jibril teleported to the top of Azriel's head and mercilessly pressed the head of the Flügel leader down and smashed it to the ground. The powerful weight of the sword's protection made it impossible for Azriel to break free. Her delicate face and head were pressed directly to the ground, creating a huge deep pit.

"Didn't I tell you? Don't attack the master!"

Seeing that the other party was still trying to struggle, Jibril was very straightforward and directly activated the plundering nature of the Sword Divine Protection, absorbing all the spirit power in Azriel's body into her own body, completely depriving the other party of the power to resist.

""What's going on?"

Azriel wanted to use Skystrike, but before she could do so, she was completely exhausted.

She stared at Jibril, who had easily suppressed her, with wide eyes.

"She was killed instantly by... Xiaoji?"

She couldn't believe this fact, but she had to believe it.

As the first individual, the leader of the Flügel, and the strongest of the Flügel, she had the technique to execute the Flügel. The Flügel were not her opponents, not even the well-known Jibril.

However, in that moment just now, she didn't even know what happened, and was defeated by Jibril.

How could this be possible?

"How is this impossible?"

Looking at Azriel, whose thoughts were written all over her face, Jibril smiled proudly.

"After receiving the master's gift, I am no longer the Jibril of the past. I am just a mere Azriel, who can be suppressed by just raising my hand."

This is not a lie.

In this world, except for the Dragon Kings of the Old Gods and the Dragon Spirits, no one can be Jibril's opponent.

However, the current Azriel certainly cannot understand this.

She only understands that Jibril has become stronger and that Jibril has truly recognized her master.

Therefore, even though she has no ability to resist, she still raises her neck like a salted fish turning over, and looks at Jibril.

"Xiaoji, you said you would only fight against lower-ranked races that are inferior to the Ex-Machinas? How did you become someone's pet, meow?"

"……"

Jibril showed an awkward expression, which was rare.

Thinking of the confident statement she made to Azrael before the battle, she also felt a little embarrassed.

"Who made Lord Su Mo so strong... I didn't know I was so weak before this!"

After mumbling a few words embarrassedly, she turned her head and looked at Su Mo.

"Master, although I don't want to admit it, this thing is indeed the leader of the Flügel race, and it may be of some use.……"

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"What do you mean by that? Meow! Call me sister, meow!"

Azriel protested immediately.

"Stay! I had no intention of dealing with it."

Su Mo said casually, seeing Jibril's uneasiness.

Although Jibril was ruthless and ruthless, she didn't want to kill Azriel.

After hearing what Su Mo said, Azriel realized that she had been through hell. She was sweating a little, but she didn't feel afraid. On the contrary, she looked at Su Mo with a stern look.

"Do you know what you are doing, meow? How dare you abduct the Flügel? Aren't you afraid of the wrath of us Lord Gods?"

Before this, no one dared to abduct other people's followers.

First, it was impossible to do it, and second, even if they did, they would be hated by the Souls, which was equivalent to adding a great enemy.

Especially when it came to the God of War Artosh, no one dared to do it.

The reason why not many Souls died in the past ten thousand years was entirely because the God of War Artosh stayed at home and no longer went out.

If he took action, at least one God-level strongman would fall.

After defeating Artosh, Azriel glared at Jibril again.

..........

"And you, Xiaoji! No matter how tolerant the Lord God is of you, no matter how much he allows you to overstep your bounds, it is not a reason for you to betray!"

"You'd better tell the Lord God that you were forced, otherwise, even I can't save you!"

Although she has been defeated, she has 200% trust in the strength of the God of War Artosh.

"In this world, no one can survive under the Lord's spear!"

Jibril smiled at Azriel's blind declaration.

"What if there is?" she asked

"It can’t exist!"

Azriel answered decisively.

After answering, she remembered what Jibril said before she left. She was startled and suddenly realized something.

"……Jibril, your purpose is not to challenge the Lord God, right?"

Before leaving, Jibril said in person that she was looking for a way to defeat Master Artosh.

Could it be that she and her current master came here to kill the God this time?

"Well... although I am interested, I still have to listen to Master Sumo."

Jibril chuckled and looked at Sumo.

With Sumo's style, it doesn't seem strange to kill a god when looking for the Ex-Machina.

However, Artosh doesn't seem to be the type that is so easy to deal with.

After hearing Jibril's words, Azriel immediately looked at Sumo and found that his eyes seemed to be cast in the direction of the Flügel base camp.

"God of War Artosh?"

Su Mo answered nonchalantly.

"I don't mind, it depends on his intention."

"What does the Lord God mean?"

Azriel was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, a huge pressure came from afar, and the majestic momentum directly oppressed the entire planet.

It was very familiar, the power of the gods.

""Master Artosh?"

Feeling the power of the Lord God, Azriel also looked towards the Flügel base camp, which was the direction of the God of War's throne, and lost her voice for a moment.

The golden light penetrated the sky, and the shadow of the eighteen-winged god was high in the clouds. The god's eyes saw through everything and looked directly at where they were.

Seeing this scene, the whole world trembled, and all living things, including the Gods, began to tremble.

The God of War, who had been sitting on the throne for more than 10,000 years without moving, actually stood up?!

What's going on? Is this planet finally going to end? Loss.