Chapter 584

That bastard actually threw himself into the sky like throwing garbage.

He is also very strong in terms of physical strength.

Jibril gritted her teeth, followed this force, and returned to Abant Heim, the place where the Flügels lived.

Mahong watched Jibril fly away, then turned to look at Igarashi who once again showed an incredibly powerful side.

"Igarashi, I need to return to the elf city, is that okay?"

"You've gone and can't you come back?"

Igarashi's question caused the corners of Zhen Hong's lips to slightly curl up, and then gradually widened, finally turning into an unabashedly beautiful smile.

"Of course I have to come back. Before the final battle comes, when you want me to, I will definitely come back!"

"Well, go ahead."

I will definitely come back. Is this a flag? Igarashi doesn't care. With his current level, life, death and time are options that can be changed. He will ensure the safety of Red Nirvalen because he has already given her his true God's grace.

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

The elder sister of the Flügel—Individual No. 1 Azrael smiled and flew over as if jumping up, while lovingly hugging Jibril in her young girl form.

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

Azrael has a particular preference for the extraneous individuals, the youngest sister Jibril, whose actions are completely unpredictable, irregular and free-spirited, and often acts alone, after doing some messy things such as subjugating dragon spirits. She ran back again, and everyone was completely confused about the purpose and reason for her sudden behavior.

However, after all, that was the "incompleteness" given to her by the Creator, and Azriel found her even cuter.

But Jibril herself was disgusted by this, and concentrated the huge power possessed by the Flügel into a move called [Sky Strike], which was released in one hit. After using this move, Jibril turned into a child. For days, Azrael had been desperately making out with her.

It seemed that he had no fear at all towards the mysterious man who could return even the Sky Strike as Jibril said.

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

"How is the individual in the extra story?"

Sitting leisurely on the throne is a giant with muscles as strong as a rock, the strongest god, and the creator of the Flügel—the god Artosh.

"Due to the discovery of the Ex-Machina acting alone and the so-called genius of the Elf, they used Sky Strike and are now performing repair spells to restore the damage, my creator."

"Really, haha, is that so?"

Hearing the Lord's meaningful laughter, as if he had figured something out, Azriel quickly added.

"According to what Xiaoji said, a young man appeared who was not a god, but claimed that the race closest to him was human. He returned the Sky Strike to Xiao Ji, but after using the Sky Strike, we will fall into a weak state and cannot resist it at all. In such an attack, Xiaoji was only weak and not injured. I think it may be different from the truth. Of course, it is not that Xiaoji is lying, but that she was deceived by the enemy. Maybe the opponent just has the ability to eliminate the sky strike, but This alone is powerful enough. According to the mysterious man named Igarashi, this ability is called law."

"Laws...haha."

The Lord never talks much, but with a brave and heroic smile like this...

For thousands, tens of thousands of years, the Lord just sat on the throne with a sad face, full of weariness, holding his cheek, without saying a word or moving. For so many years, even Azrael, who was originally created by the Lord, I didn't say much to him.

But now he looked quite happy.

"It's almost there. It seems like someone has finally appeared to kill me."

Hearing these words, Azriel took a breath. The Lord is the strongest, the Lord is the apex, the God of gods, the king of kings, the strongest god, the God of War Artho, how could anyone be able to kill? His existence?

"On this land, there can't be any enemy who can defeat the Lord, right?"

Although it was a question, Azriel already had the answer in her heart, and it was impossible to have one.

The Lord is the God of War, and war means fighting each other.

Competing, fighting, killing and being killed, using one's own life and death as a bet, constantly honing one's soul and existence, constantly repeating the cycle of fighting and killing, and constantly inheriting resentment and hatred. This is what gave birth to the Lord. The concept is also his essence.

Therefore, the Lord will call out murderous intent on the battlefield, and then completely ravage everything with overwhelming power. That is the [strongest] conclusion.

The existence that deploys arms to the world and demonstrates strength and greatness is defined as the strongest existence, and that is the Lord.

But unilateral massacre is not a war. This is the reason why the Lord falls into a sleep-like sleepiness.

"What's the point of being the strongest without a challenger? But now, everything has changed. He needs to admit whether he is the strongest. You need to fight him to know whether he is the strongest. Haha, [the strongest] Stronger]? It’s just that [stronger] hasn’t appeared yet.”

After laughing heartily, the Lord calmed down all expressions.

"If I die, Flügel, my children will serve the one who defeated me."

Not only speaking to Azrael, the condensed voice of the God of War Artesh spread throughout Abant Heim, where the Flügel lived.

"?!!"

When many Flügel were shocked.

"Full [Combat Body], [Pseudo-code·Sky Strike], [Pseudo-code·Yanlong Roar] - Code is open!"

Chapter 802 The final battle begins!

Ex-Machina can analyze, learn, and master the attacks they receive. Because they are connected, if any machine is attacked, all members can understand it, and then the entire Ex-Machina can try to learn, among which there is corresponding potential. , this attack can be reproduced, and according to its ability, it can only show a rudimentary form, slightly inferior to, equal to, or even exceed the power of its original form.

At this moment, the entire mecha fighting body exerts its maximum attack power according to its own suitability.

More than a thousand [Sky Strikes] and [Yan Long Roar], a collection of attacks that could influence the fate of the planet, hit the residence of the Flügel within Abant Heim.

The Flügel waiting between the thrones suddenly fell into confusion and began to run in a panic.

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

At this time, Azrael suddenly remembered what Jibril said. She met a lone Ex-Machina and tried to kill him, but was stopped and defeated before she could do anything. But now, the Ex-Machina actually Actively attack.

No, not only the Mecha species, but also the Forest Elf species, and the [Zeroth Protection of the Void] also began to fall.

But they were all blocked by the God of War, Artosh.

Otherwise, this would be an attack that could wipe out the Flügel.

But now, after one blow, the machine-type energy is depleted, and the same is true for the elf type, then——

After grasping the situation, Azrael showed a ferocious smile and quickly issued various instructions.

"Raphael, I have sensed the goblin ship equipped with [Marrow Explosion]. Although it has not launched an attack yet, there is no need to wait. You lead the Nine Wings to attack. There is no one left to destroy, Saragil." Just lead everyone from ten to eighteen wings to the forest elves as quickly as possible——"

"Huh, hahahahaha!"

When the laughter came to mind, all the Flügel fell silent, because it was the voice of the Lord.