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

"What do you mean by getting beaten up? Xiaoji, you have too little respect for your sister, meow!"

Azrael responded to Jibril’s insults reflexively.

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

She rolled over and climbed up from the ground without any injury.

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

No way, did she hear it wrong?

Facing this self-deceiving fantasy, Jibril introduced it with great pride.

"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 scythe of the god of death condensed in her hand, pointing it directly at Su Mo's chest.

The worst premonition in my heart was confirmed, and my beloved little sister became another man's pet.

Azriel struck back with hatred, without holding 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 Divine Protection made it impossible for Azrael to break free. Her delicate face and head were pressed directly to the ground, creating a huge deep pit.

"Didn't I tell you? You are not allowed to attack the master!"

Seeing that the other party was still trying to struggle, Jibril was very decisive and directly activated the predatory 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, meow?"

Azriel wanted to use Air Strike, but before she could do so, she was completely out of strength.

She stared with wide eyes, looking at Jibril who easily suppressed her in surprise.

"He 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 race, and also the strongest of the Flügel race, she possesses the technique that can execute the Flügel race. The Flügel race could never be her opponent, not even the well-known Jibril.

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

How can this be?

"How is this impossible?"

Seeing Azrael’s thoughts 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 with just a wave of my hand."

This is not a lie.

In this world, no one can rival Jibril now, except for the Dragon Kings of the Old Deus and the Dragon Spirit.

However, Azriel right now definitely wouldn’t be able to understand this.

She only understood that Jibril had become stronger, and also understood that Jibril had truly recognized her master.

Therefore, even though she had no ability to resist, she still raised her neck like a salted fish turning over and looked at Jibril.

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

"..."

Jibril showed a rare embarrassed expression.

She also felt a little embarrassed when she thought of the confident declaration she made to Azrael before the battle.

"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. 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 plans to deal with it anyway."

Seeing Jibril's uneasiness, Su Mo said casually.

Although Jibril was ruthless in her words and cruel in her actions, she actually didn't want to kill Azriel.

After hearing what Su Mo said, Azriel realized that she had been to the gates of hell.

Although cold sweat broke out on her back, she did not 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 bearing the wrath of our Lord God?”

Before this, no one dared to kidnap other people's relatives.

First, it is impossible to do it, and second, even if it is done, the gods will hate it, which is equivalent to adding a powerful enemy.

Especially when it comes to the God of War Artosh, no one dares to do so.

The reason why not many Soul Gods died during these ten thousand years was entirely because the God of War Artosh stayed at home and no longer went out.

If he takes action, at least one god-level strongman will fall.

After showing the victory over Artosh, Azrael glared at Jibril again.

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"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, meow!"

Even though she had been defeated, she had 200 percent confidence in the strength of the God of War Artosh.

"No one in this world can survive under the Lord's spear!"

Jibril smiled softly at Azrael’s blind declaration.

"What if there is?"

She asked back.

"It can't exist!"

Azrael answered firmly.

After answering, she recalled what Jibril said before she left, and 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 going to find a way to defeat Artosh-sama.

Could it be that she and her current master came here to kill gods?

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

Jibril chuckled and looked at Su Mo.

With Su Mo's style, it doesn't seem strange that he would kill a god while looking for the Mechas.

However, Artosh doesn’t seem to be the type that can be easily dealt with.

After hearing Jibril's words, Azriel immediately looked towards Su Mo and found that his gaze seemed to be heading towards the Flügel base camp.

"God of War Artosh?"

Su Mo answered nonchalantly.

"I don't mind. It depends on what he means."

"What does the Lord God mean?"

Azriel was slightly stunned.

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

It was something extremely familiar, the might of the gods.

"Master Artosh?"

Feeling the power of the Lord God, Azriel also looked towards the headquarters of the Flügel, which was the direction of the throne of the God of War, and was speechless for a moment.

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 divine species, 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? 8.

102 Imaginary Internal Energy, He Gave Too Much

　　The pressure of the God of War was above heaven and earth, and golden light penetrated the entire sky.

Under the terrified gaze of all the forces in the world, the God of War Artosh, who was held high in the clouds, cast his gaze on a human man with black hair and black eyes.

The two men stared at each other. Even though there had been no confrontation yet, the entire atmosphere seemed to freeze.

“Woo woo woo! The Lord God is here to save us, meow!”

Azriel immediately showed an expression of extreme joy.

Although her body was still weak, she still raised her head proudly.

"Ki-chan, it's not too late to regret now! Otherwise, Master Artosh may not let you and your master go, nyan!"

She reminded him half-kindly.

Facing Azriel who suddenly came with them, Jibril looked at her speechlessly and directly blocked her mouth with a rag.

"Shut up, you!"

"Xiaoji, you're going to regret this, wuwuwu!"

Azriel was suddenly speechless.

Before she could continue struggling, suddenly, the God of War Artosh spoke.

The figure of the God of War was like a declaration from heaven, still clear and distinct across a thousand kilometers.

"Are you human or a god?"

After hearing the God of War's voice, Azriel finally calmed down and stopped making noise.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Su Mo also changed from hostility to complete solemnity.

In the history she knew, the only person who could be talked to by his own Lord God on an equal footing was Hatirem, the Last Dragon King.

No other existence, even gods, has the qualifications to make the God of War Artosh take a single step.

The reason why the God of War Artosh has sat on the throne for more than 10,000 years is because there is no opponent in this world worthy of his serious consideration.

But now, Su Mo's mere appearance here has attracted the God of War's high attention.

Not only did she stand up like never before, she even developed a desire to get to know him.

Azriel was shocked, but also curious.

What is the identity of this person in front of me?

Human beings or gods - is it necessary to ask this question? How could such a strong person appear among those weak humans who are almost extinct like monkeys or wild beasts?

During the war in the game world of No Life, humans were considered to be floating creatures that could be confused with wild beasts. They were not even considered a race, and no one would think that this name would be related to the strong.

Although there must be a deeper meaning behind what Artosh-sama said, isn't this possibility a little too absurd?

Just as Azriel was thinking this.

"Not a god."