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

The forging god Okan immediately recognized the nature of the obstacle, so he raised his giant hammer and hit the space-time barrier hard.

For the God of Forging, everything in time and space is material for forging, and a mere spatial barrier cannot completely stop him.

However, before he could cause actual damage to the space-time barrier, Su Mo had already removed this layer of protection.

Okan looked up and saw Jibril, who had been nourished by the knowledge and taste of her master, raising her right hand eagerly, as if to release [Sky Strike].

Although he didn't know what she was doing, Okan still felt an instinctive sense of crisis.

Without any hesitation, he blasted out the giant hammer and the divine fire furnace in his hands together, trying to interrupt Jibril's actions.

However, this action is doomed to be futile.

Looking at the God of Forging, the Divine Hammer, and the Divine Fire Furnace before him, Jibril smiled scornfully.

Pushing the divine power gained from the sword's protection to the extreme, she pointed her right hand at all obstacles in front of her.

“All Flügel, entrust Skystrike to me!”

After devouring all the Sky Strike of the Skywing Legion behind him with unparalleled priority, he looked at the Forging God Okan, who had sensed something with an expression of disbelief and extreme despair.

She gently called out the name of the move that Su Mo had just taught her.

"God strike!".

111 Star Grail, Resurrection of the Old Deus

　　The golden light shone, and all the Skywing's air strikes gathered together, swirling around the spear of light in Jibril's right hand.

The power to shatter the earth and even shatter planets gathered in her hands.

——Divine strike.

This was originally a power that belonged exclusively to the God of War Artosh, a power that no one else could master.

After being cracked and transmitted by Su Mo, Jibril learned it completely and used it with the power of Godhead.

“Although it is certainly not as powerful as Artosh-sama himself, if the opponent is not an entire galaxy, but just a single High Deus—”

can win!

There was no doubt in Jibli's mind.

The strength of the higher-level gods in the world of Game No Life is basically at the fourth level, and they are among the strongest in the fourth level. At least they can destroy continental plates, clear the surface, and shatter the moon.

With the strength of ordinary Skywing species, it would be impossible to challenge an existence of this level.

Unlike the Dragon Spirits who have their own weaknesses, the God Spirits are generally incomparably powerful.

However, now, feeling the power in her own hands, Jibril could finally vaguely understand Artosh's state of mind.

The look he gave to the forging god Okan in front of him changed from serious to indifferent.

There is no other reason——

"too weak!"

With a sigh, a blow that could create the world came.

It is an unparalleled power, a power that all gods must submit to.

With just one strike, the forging god Okan was completely destroyed by this irresistible force.

However, the aftermath of the divine strike was far from being completely consumed. It penetrated directly into the center of the earth, turning the land beneath the feet into an abyss, leaving a deep scar on the surface of the planet. Even the elven corridors inside the planet were shaken and were almost cut off.

After the blinding flash of light disappeared, all that was left in everyone's eyes was Jibril with a calm face and the huge abyss that stretched to the horizon.

There was light shining from the bottom of the abyss. It was not magma, but the light of the Elf Corridor.

If it weren't for the strongest core of this planet that gave birth to all the divine species to withstand the aftermath, the planet itself would probably have been cut in half by this blow.

The Flügel, who had collectively degenerated into little girls due to the release of the Air Strike, stared at Jibril in silence.

They looked at Jibril with awe and shock, as if they had seen the Lord God in person.

Since their birth, they have never seen the God of War take action. Jibril's [Divine Strike] was exactly the power they imagined, and it was even more real and exaggerated than the power they imagined.

"Xiaoji...did you really do this?"

Even Azriel, who loved Jibril the most, no longer looked at her with eyes that doted on her younger sister, but with eyes that were filled with a bit of awe and longing.

She tried to speak to Jibril, not even daring to speak loudly.

Strength can demonstrate majesty. With Jibril's performance just now, she is even worthy of being treated as a god of war.

Hearing Azrael’s question, Jibril turned around and looked at her as if she was an idiot.

"Of course it's me! With the power of my master, how could I lose to a mere Old God!"

After looking at Azriel with disdain, she flashed in front of Su Mo and looked at him with the same awe.

"As expected of you, Master! You actually modified Artosh-sama's skills to the point where I can use them. However, I can't remember the details of the Divine Strike. Guhehe~ Can you teach it to me again?"

As she spoke, she wiped the corners of her mouth and showed a savoring expression.

It was hard to tell whether she was recalling the knowledge passed on or the feeling of close contact with Su Mo.

"Boom!"

Upon hearing this request, Su Mo directly stabbed the nymphomaniac.

"The effect of the teaching method has been improved by me, so it is impossible to forget it."

He pointed this out.

"That's a shame."

Jibril lowered her head in disappointment.

The owner of the house won’t take the bait!

Seeing her perverted appearance, the atmosphere on the battlefield slowly relaxed.

"Huh, it seems to be the little Ji-nyan I know!"

Azrael and the other Flügel girls breathed a sigh of relief.

Xinke on the other side also came back to her senses from the intense shock.

"The forging god Okan was killed in one strike... and it wasn't done by the main god himself."

She looked at Su Mo with horror.

Although she had tried to overestimate Su Mo's strength as much as possible, she only realized now that her vision was still too narrow and she had completely underestimated him.

No wonder Su Mo could give her the power of the divine seed at will. The other party really didn't care about this little power.

Not only did they not care, but even if the other party temporarily gave the Flügel some new skills, it was enough to imitate the power of the God of War Artosh and kill the God of Forging Okan here.

Xin Ke, who watched this attack, understood that even if he possessed 168 spells and could call upon the authority of the Forest God, he was still powerless against the power of [Divine Strike].

That is not an existence that ordinary gods can deal with.

If Jibril could crush him, then what was Su Mo's limit?

She dared not think.

At this moment, there was only one curiosity she dared to express.

"Jibril, you just said that this kind of power is not as strong as the God of War himself? Are you serious?"

Su Mo is so strong that she can accept it well.

Anyway, she is already Su Mo's dependent, and the stronger Su Mo is, the better it is for her.

What shocked her was that the God of War Artosh was also so strong?

Jibril's attack just now was enough to almost explode a star, and it was even more overwhelming against ordinary Gods. Yet she said she was still not as good as Jibril?

Is this possible?

Faced with this question, Jibril shook her head.

"I don't know how strong Master Artosh is, but he is definitely not weaker than me just now! As for how much stronger he is... maybe Master Su Mo knows?"

Xinke immediately turned her gaze towards Su Mo.

"Ten times!"

Su Mo hesitated for two seconds and then spoke.

"What?! Are you saying that the God of War's full force will be ten times that of Jibril's attack?"

Not only Xinke, but the other Flügel girls also showed unconfident looks.

They knew that the God of War was strong, but they didn't know he could be this strong. This was already beyond the dimension of ordinary gods.

"No!"

Seeing everyone's shocked looks, Su Mo slowly shook his head.

"I'm not talking about full strength, but normal attack... The God of War's normal attack is ten times the strength Jibril used just now."

According to the original author's description, the divine strike can not only penetrate more than a dozen planets easily, but it is also just the God of War's normal attack. The God of War is so powerful that it is at a level of gap.

"..."

"..."

After hearing this comment, everyone present fell silent.

Even the Flügel found it difficult to comprehend a power of this magnitude.

"Fighting against an opponent of this level... If it weren't for you, the Lord God, appearing, wouldn't the only winner of this battle be the God of War Artosh?"

Xinke asked in a trance.

With the extraordinary strength of the God of War, I am afraid that even if all the races except him and the gods were combined, no one could defeat him alone.

What's the point of playing such a one-sided game? The outcome is obviously predetermined!

"Rather, if the God of War wanted to, he could have ended the war and obtained the Star Cup at any time, but he didn't do it."

Having said that, Su Mo added a sentence.

"Of course, this time ends before I come."

Just like the disobedient gods in the world of godslayers, the essence of gods is to manifest their essence.

If the Forest God obtains the Star Grail and becomes the only God, then the world will be covered by the concept of nature, and the entire world will become a primeval forest;

If the God of Games obtains the Star Cup and becomes the only God, the entire world will be covered by the concept of games, and the entire world will become a large amusement park;

But if the God of War obtains the Star Cup and becomes the only God, the world will not change at all.

Because now is a time of great war, a period when the essence of war is most thoroughly revealed.

This is why Artosh is not interested in the Star Grail.

Even if he didn't get the Star Cup, the state of the world would be the same as if he got the Star Cup. In that case, why bother?

Hearing Su Mo's recognition of the God of War Artosh, the Skywings showed expressions of honor, and then looked at Su Mo with a strange look.

After the girls exchanged glances furtively for a while, Azrael took the initiative to speak.

"Master Sumo, since you know that Master Artosh is so strong, why do you still want to challenge him? Master Artosh never shows mercy in battle, meow!"

Hearing this, Su Mo asked back in surprise.

"From your perspective, shouldn't you be happy about this? Why do you have to remind me specifically?"

"I, I'm just worried that Xiaoji would commit suicide when you're not around, meow!"

Azriel's face froze, and she immediately answered.

If they really had to take sides, they would definitely stand with their own Lord God, but Su Mo left a good impression in their hearts, and they subconsciously felt that it would be better if Su Mo survived.

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