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

"Yes! Aside from Sister Azriel, Jibril is quite respectful to all of us!"

“So, Azriel, I think you should look more closely at your own problems!”

Azriel almost collapsed after hearing these words.

"Damn it, after hearing what you guys said, I even started to doubt that it was my own fault! It was obviously Xiaoji who violated the rules and rashly used his power in the room!"

Seeing her pitiful appearance, some of the Flügel felt a little soft-hearted.

"It seems that there is indeed a rule that you cannot use power inside a room. This attack seems to have come from Jibril's room."

“Could it be that we misunderstood Sister Azriel, and it was Jibril who was being naughty this time?”

Considering the unpredictable behavior of this final-number individual on a daily basis, everyone felt that it was not impossible.

Seeing that she had reversed the public opinion, Azriel dusted off her body and stood up proudly.

"That's right, it's all Xiaoji's fault! I just broke into her room without her permission and wanted to see what Xiaoji looked like without clothes. She actually dared to attack me, her elder sister. It's really too much!"

"I will definitely punish her severely this time. I will punish Xiaoji by making her stay in the same room with me from now on, guhehe~"

At the end, her eyes sparkled and she almost drooled.

Azriel, who was being honest in her heart, obviously didn’t notice the shock and disgust on the faces of the other Flügel girls when they heard what she said.

“You actually entered someone else’s room without permission… Azriel-nee-sama is so bad!”

"No wonder Jibril fought back, well done!"

“So, we actually believed what Sister Azriel said just now? We were really crazy!”

"It's totally what you deserve!"

The direction of the wind that was turned by her was soon turned back because of her self-exposure.

"Eh?"

Azri was stunned at the cold gazes of the Flügel girls, as if they were looking at her as if she were a bug and were about to be stepped on.

"Wait, wait! Don't look at me like a piece of trash. Although I did want to peek at Xiaoji, the main reason I did that was because there was a huge disturbance coming from Xiaoji's room... Xiaoji, Xiaoji, say something!"

The situation became worse and worse, and she could only ask Jibril for help.

It was not until then that everyone noticed that Jibril, the culprit, had not come out.

Just when they were about to go in to check, Jibril pushed open the door that had turned into ruins with an extremely excited smile on her face.

"Hehe, it's completely unaffected by the elves. Interesting, very interesting... Even the illusion of the vampires can't do this, right?"

She stared at the screen in front of her, her eyes full of desire to explore.

"Xiaoji? Are you okay?"

Seeing the look on her face, Azriel couldn't help but worry.

"Huh? Why are you still here?!"

Jibril then looked up and glanced at Azriel in confusion, then immediately lost interest and carefully observed the chat group interface in front of her.

"What do you mean I'm still here! Did you want to kill me just now?"

Azriel pretended to be aggrieved.

With her strength, it would be strange if she was hurt by such an attack.

"That's not true."

Jibril shook her head and told the truth.

"I just have something I want to research."

Upon hearing this, Azriel burst into tears of joy.

"Is that really the case? In other words, you didn't mean to beat me up just now, Xiaoji, but you just didn't see me coming in and accidentally let me get affected?"

As expected, she knew that Jibril still loved her.

"Do not."

Jibril looked at her as if she were a fool.

"I did it on purpose. I only attacked you because I recognized you. But beating you up was just a side job. I just wanted to study this thing in front of me."

"Gu... Why is this happening?!"

After hearing the first part, Azriel opened her eyes wide and wanted to protest, but after hearing the latter part, she felt a little strange.

"What's in front of you, is there anything in front of you?"

"Sure enough, you can't see it either?"

Jibril glanced at her, her expression becoming more interested.

"Xiaoji, are you crazy? Or are you playing some trick like the emperor's new clothes?"

Azriel was completely confused. No matter how she looked at it, there was nothing in front of Jibril, and no spirit reaction. What was she talking about?

Unexpectedly, Jibril completely ignored her.

"Although I don't want to say this, this thing may indeed have properties that fools can't see... However, since even you can't see it, there shouldn't be many people who can. I'll go ask the Lord God!"

With a determined expression, she flapped her wings and flew directly to the core at the top of Avant Heim.

On that throne, the strongest god of war, Artosh, has been sitting in silence for more than ten thousand years.

In Jibril's eyes, if there is another being in this world besides herself who can see the dimensional chat group in front of her, then this being must be the creator of the Flügel, the strongest in this world - the God of War Artosh.

However, the conclusion of this audience was——

"Nothing. As your creator, I am absolutely sure that there is nothing in front of you. There is no trace of interference in your brain. There is nothing wrong with your condition."

The God of War, who sat high on the throne, spoke with such certainty.

"If there really is something special before you, it must be something beyond the ability of God to understand."

The God of War, who did not regard Jibril's words as lies and analyzed them carefully, proposed this possibility.

"Beyond the gods?"

Hearing this, Jibril flapped her wings and her eyes became fiery.

"Doesn't this mean that this so-called chat group has the potential to surpass Master Artosh?"

As a created being, he actually opened his mouth and said something that surpassed his Creator. If it were somewhere else, such words would definitely be regarded as disrespectful, right?

But the God of War did not do so. On the contrary, he looked at Jibril expectantly.

"That's the theory, but whether you can do it depends on your ability."

"I understand, Master Artosh!"

Jibril stood up excitedly.

He took the initiative to speak in front of Azriel and everyone else, and said the most outrageous words to his own Lord God.

"When I find a power that surpasses the gods, I will definitely fulfill your wish and give you the most thorough defeat!"

Hearing the arrogant words of the little wing, the God of War Artosh spoke in an extremely calm tone.

"When you can do this, come and report to me again!"

"Yes!"

Jibril nodded immediately.

Then, she flapped her wings and turned away, leaving the Flügel stunned by her presumptuous words.

As for herself, after finding a hidden space, she analyzed the conversations among several people in the chat group and formulated the image she should present.

【Jibril: "Hello, seniors. I'm Jibril. Nice to meet you."】

【Jibril: "But, I want to ask, where is this place?"】

With just a few small details, the image of a pitiful, frightened and weak woman suddenly comes to life on paper.

079 Jibril: That’s it?

　　Faced with Jibril's fishing, the innocent Madoka and Toosaka Rin immediately took the bait.

[Madoka: "The Dimension Chat Group is a place for people from different worlds to chat!"]

[Tousaka Rin: "Not only that, the chat group also has a shopping mall function. As long as you have enough points, you can buy some amazing products!"].

[Tohsaka Rin: "Although everyone's power can be used, here, I still recommend Master Su Mo's products first."]

[Xiao Yuan: "That's right, anything produced by Master Su Mo must be a top-notch product."]

After hearing the two's enthusiastic popular science, Jibril immediately found the mall interface and saw a wide variety of goods.

Originally, she didn't quite trust what the two said, thinking that they might be someone Su Mo's agents.

But after checking the mall interface, she immediately realized that there should be nothing wrong with their recommendations.

Because, the products with the highest contribution and the highest prices in the mall were basically monopolized by Su Mo.

In this environment where one company dominates the market, there is no competition at all.

In addition, the more important point is that although she didn’t know much about those products, she could tell something from the names.

"Techniques for the Fusion of Divine Powers", "Basics of Mythic Rituals", "Guide to the Disassembly of Powers"...

All of these products are related to the power of gods!

In Jibril's world, gods are the strongest race.

Although there is no such thing as divine spirits at this time, the power of the gods is still unquestionable.

Even if Artosh is not the strongest in the world, even if he is the weakest Old Deus, he is much stronger than a single Flügel.

Apart from the Dragon Spirits, there are almost no races that are qualified to be compared with the Gods.

Based on this impression, being able to study the existence of divine power is naturally the highest honor.

Even though Jibril has not yet realized the true meaning of knowledge is power, out of respect for the Lord God, she has to care about Su Mo who can analyze his power.

"I didn't expect to find a power related to or even beyond the gods so soon!"

Jibril's eyes became more and more fiery as she read the product introduction column.

"Guhehe~ If these powers are real, doesn't that mean I can use these goods to gain the power to kill gods?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't Azriel come over and lick my feet? Even Raphael-senpai would look up to me!"

The Flügel are the only race besides the Old Deus that can accomplish the miracle of killing a god.

However, in order to achieve this miracle, the Skywing species at that time almost lost two teams of individuals, paying a huge price.

Most of the earliest elite Skywing species died, and even Raphael lost half of his wings before he could barely survive.

Even with such a price paid, killing a god is still the medal that the Flügel are most proud of.

And now, Jibril had come across an opportunity to analyze the power of God.

If I could master this power and achieve the feat of killing a god on my own—

"If that's the case, Lord God, there's no need to keep making that suicidal expression!"

Jibril tilted her head, and immediately asked more questions with renewed enthusiasm.

[Jibril: "Master Su Mo? I saw his name, he seems to be a member of the group. May I ask, is this master very powerful?"]

Seeing her being so polite, even Kanae was confused for a moment.

[Kanae: "Yes! Master Su Mo is the strongest person in our group. "]

[Tousaka Rin: "That's right, Master Su Mo's strength needs no further explanation."]

[Tousaka Rin: "That's right, you're lucky to be there. Did you see the live broadcast? Lord Su Mo is fighting with the gods. This is a mythical scene!"]

Jibril's tone was so much like that of a newbie that no one doubted it.

Everyone subconsciously thinks they are ordinary people.