Moe Girl Guardians

"Whatever, meow, it's nice to have someone to keep me company, meow."

All seven girls smiled, and a girl with pure white wings appeared behind them. Then, more and more winged girls appeared in Azriel's space, almost instantly occupying a considerable area. With their spatial teleportation abilities, they only needed to receive the news to arrive here in the blink of an eye.

Azriel's Great Library was quite large, with enough space for them to stand together. All the Skywing girls stood there, watching Wu Feng's direction, until Wu Feng felt a chill and Azriel finally stood in front of them.

"Our new lord, the two hundred and forty-eight members of the Skywing race offer you our loyalty." All the Skywing girls, including Azriel, folded their wings, landed on the ground, and their halos shifted slightly backward as they spoke respectfully in the most devout ritual of the Skywing race.

"We will be your sword, and offer all victory to our lord!" The resounding, battle-ready voices echoed throughout the Great Library.

Led by the eight members of the Eighteen Wings Council, the fighting spirit instantly ignited the entire Skywing race. The soaring fighting spirit spread throughout the Great Library. Not only the council members, but all the Skywing race were warlike by nature. They had switched to collecting knowledge because of the mission of the deceased master, but their true nature was still to fight.

"Countless battles await you in the future, and beings comparable to gods will appear. You will not be disappointed." Feeling the soaring fighting spirit, Wu Feng once again confirmed that his decision was correct and said softly.

"Perhaps some of you will also suffer losses."

"Fighting is the reason we were born, and we will never let you down." An excited smile spread across the face of the Skywing girl.

……

Outside the barrier of the Disbod World, nearly a hundred figures gathered there, silent and still, seemingly waiting respectfully for something.

After an unknown amount of time, a seven-colored portal lit up in front of the figure, from which a tall, thin young man emerged with a relaxed smile on his face and walked to the front of the figure.

"Is this the place?" The young man looked at the distant world and frowned slightly.

“My God, this is a world that an elite agent discovered by chance. Through investigation, it has been confirmed to be a high-level world, but it seems that no world will has been detected,” one of the figures stepped forward and said after a slight pause.

"No World Will detected!" The young man's eyes lit up, and he moved a short distance closer to the world.

To forcibly conquer a world and obtain its origin, there are three major hurdles: the world barrier, the native inhabitants, and the world's will, with the world's will being the most terrifying.

The world barrier can be broken eventually with time, and the native inhabitants have their own agents to deal with it. However, invading the world falls within the scope of the world's will. Most high-level world wills can easily crush newly ascended gods. Someone like him doesn't dare to wander around high-level worlds, otherwise he might be wiped out on the spot.

Even a mid-level world will, with the advantage of the world, would not have much trouble dealing with a newly ascended god. Although a lower-level world can be dealt with alone, the world origin obtained is too low, and a berserk world would also cause him considerable injury, which would be a loss.

Now that he has encountered a high-level world where no world will has been discovered, he can't help but be overjoyed. If it really is so, it would be a great gift. Occupying a high-level world and obtaining its world origin would be enough to double his strength.

Upon arriving outside the barrier of the Disbot world, he sensed no presence of any will, which further convinced him that he had struck gold! (To be continued...)

P.S.: This quarter is almost over! I think I'll have to work until ** tomorrow, orz, I won't get home until 11 pm, so I might not be able to update two chapters →_→

Chapter 301 A Special Will

"Well done!" After leaving the world barrier, the young man praised one of the figures. A high-level world without a world will, if this were to spread to the God Plane, it would definitely cause a sensation.

"After this invasion, the discoverers will be granted a thousand-year rest period and will not have to pay their mission quotas. The other agents will also enjoy a hundred-year rest period." Standing in the center of the figures, the young man gave them instructions.

Upon hearing this, the figures immediately became excited, especially one person who had discovered the world, who almost lost consciousness. The agents spoke nicely, as if they were agents of God, but in reality, apart from a few agents, the vast majority were extremely miserable.

To put it nicely, they are called agents; to put it bluntly, they are slaves. The vast majority of agents have no human rights whatsoever.

Ordinary agents must complete the tasks assigned by the gods. According to the gods' will, they must hand over a certain amount of world origin every few years. Failure to do so will be worse than death.

But the origin of the world is not so easy to obtain. Lower-level worlds are less dangerous and have less of the origin. Even if you cause earth-shattering destruction, you may not be able to get much, and you will be hunted down by the local inhabitants, with a considerable chance of perishing.

The world at the middle and high levels has already formed a complete will. When you steal the source and before you can leave, the world's will will take action, resulting in certain death.

In addition to these, the God Realm will also have some mission boards that issue missions. Completing these missions will earn you mission points, which can be used to replace the World Origin. However, there are far more missions than missions, and the missions will be snapped up very quickly each time they appear.

The agents chosen by a god are entirely based on their own will. Some gods only take a few, and those agents are relatively easy to manage because they are not easily sent to their deaths. But this young man took a total of one hundred and twenty-three agents, and his requirements for the origin of the world were extremely demanding.

Often, after paying the tax once, those who survived would be lucky to have a fraction of their wealth left. Now, with a hundred-year rest period, most of them haven't even lived a hundred years yet. How could they not be overjoyed?

After all, it's rare to find an Agent who can live as comfortably as the Fallen Angels, maybe one in ten thousand.

"I'll give you ten days to prepare. Improve your strength as much as possible. The world invasion war will begin in ten days," the young man said to the figures after thinking for a moment.

He still had some concerns in his heart. What if the local power in this world was too strong? There were examples of native people whose strength rivaled that of the world's will.

While he was away some time ago, the divine plane suffered a major attack. Some female native from an unknown world actually permanently cleared the world barrier in one direction. Just thinking about it made the young man tremble; that was definitely not ordinary divine power.

Her attack happened to occur when almost all the gods and deities were absent, resulting in the loss of over two hundred quasi-gods and one god, a devastating loss, as a god can only appear once every few years!

If they run into them, they'll all be doomed.

But he probably wouldn't just randomly encounter such a powerful figure.

"As God commands"

After saying this, the young man disappeared, telling outsiders that although it was impossible, just to be on the safe side, inviting a few friends wouldn't be a problem; the cake was so big that even he couldn't finish it all.

The other figures also gathered together to discuss, exchanging some unused weapons and such. As long as they survived this time, they could live a carefree life for a hundred years!

……

At the very top of the Celestial Chess Piece of the World of Dispode, the One God Tetu sat atop the piece, frowning as he gazed at the heavens. Just moments ago, he had sensed the approach of a powerful force, merging with the Star Cup. He was the will of this world.

"They actually found me here?" Tetu said, frowning as he held the crystal chess piece in his hand and looked at the sky.

"I hope they're not too strong. I'm really bad at fighting~" Tetu said with a happy smile after noticing that the other party had left. He probably thought the other party had retreated, or that they had gone to prepare.

Disbod is a special world with powerful divine species, which is not weak even among high-level worlds. However, the world's will itself has no consciousness. When the One God appears, it merges with the One God and creates a special world will.

He can detect the other's presence, but the other cannot detect him. However, since the God of Games is not good at fighting, his combat power is naturally much weaker.

……

“Master, are we leaving now, meow~” At the edge of the fantasy species Abant, Azriel and the silver-haired girl stood behind Wu Feng and said. Although she had acknowledged a master, Azriel still did not change her original personality.

"It's about time we went back. They must be getting impatient over there," Wu Feng said awkwardly, since he hadn't informed anyone before leaving.

After gaining the allegiance of the Skywing race, Wu Feng planned to leave, or rather, escape, within two days. He couldn't stand the expectant gazes of those who wanted to fight every day. In this world, there was still no way to let them fight freely.

"Let the girls under my command follow my lord," the silver-haired girl said expectantly. In order to gather knowledge, they had not left Abant for a long time.

“A team of people… will definitely cause a sensation. Let’s stay,” Wu Feng hurriedly shook his head and said. Gaining the loyalty of all the Skywing races also allowed him to obtain some information about them.

Of the 249 remaining members of their race, each of them, except for Azriel, has 30 Winged Girls under their command. This is their standard configuration. With 30 Winged Girls and one member of the Eighteen Winged Council, they can easily defeat a Giant, who ranks fifth among the sixteen races.

If thirty Skywing races went down together, they'd probably scare the Orcs so much they wouldn't dare compete.

"Then I'll go with Master. It's been so long since I've seen Little Ji, meow~" Azriel said expectantly. The pressure of many years has been relieved, and she feels much more relaxed now. She also wants to go out for a walk.

“…It’s possible for one person, but we should try to avoid being seen by other people,” Wu Feng said after considering it. The first Skywing race is probably already on the records of all races. If she is not careful when she goes out, something bad will definitely happen.

"No problem, meow~"

"My lord, I also request to go along," the silver-haired girl said hastily upon seeing Azriel's success.

"No way~" Before Wu Feng could refuse, Azriel stepped forward and pressed herself against the silver-haired girl, refusing in advance.

“Since neither I nor Ji are here, you’re the oldest among the remaining people, so someone needs to manage you, meow~” Azriel said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

"Senior! There's a limit to lying, isn't there? When have we ever had any management here?" The silver-haired girl whispered to Azriel.

"Don't even think about it, I won't let you interfere with my destined encounter with Xiao Ji, meow!"

"Who cares about your perverted behavior? I'm still going to follow my Lord."

"That's Interference Cat!"

"...You win!" (Want to know more exciting updates about "Moe Girl Guardians"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select "Add Friends," then add "Official Accounts," search for "wang," and follow the official account so you'll never miss an update!) (To be continued)

P.S.: Ugh~ I definitely have to do a year-end review tomorrow, so I probably won't get home until after 9 PM. I'll try my best to write today and should be able to keep up with the update schedule~

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Chapter 302 Waaah~ How scary!

"A game of Othello where one divides their existence into thirty-two pieces."

"According to deep psychological principles, the closer a piece is to a priority level, the more important it is. This includes things like hands, feet, nerves, and memories. When a piece is taken away, it means a part of existence is taken away, and all cognition is erased."

"That is, disappear," Kong said, slightly opening his eyes as he looked at the girl opposite him on the chessboard within the magical space.

Krami is a girl who possesses top-tier forest elf magic and is their decisive rival in the struggle for the new human king.

"Are you sure?" The pretty girl with long blue hair asked, her voice rising slightly. The game's content was too crazy.

“Of course,” Kong said casually.

"What about the bet?"

"The victor has the right to make two demands of the opponent, such as making the game result permanently fixed and eliminating the opponent, or altering their partner's memories to make them their own."

"So, it's a battle where each person's existence and the power to kill their partner are at stake, right?"

That's right.

Okay, then.

"Swearing an oath to the covenant"

"Swearing an oath to the covenant"

In the end, only Azriel left with Wu Feng. Under the protection of the rules of Disbot, there was no need to worry about safety. Even if there were any issues, Azriel alone was more than capable of handling them.

After resting for two days, Azriel detached from the fantasy species Abant and free-fell back to the ground, only to find that the capital of Elzia was already in front of her. During this time, Azriel had already manipulated Abant to be directly above the destination.

"Thanks to your help, otherwise it would have taken us quite a while to fly back," Wu Feng said easily as they drew closer to the ground. They landed. They'd be in the Kingdom of Elzia in no time.

"No, no, meow. If Master flies by himself, it won't take long, meow." In order to keep up with Wu Feng's speed, Azriel also did the same free fall.

"...Speaking of which, why not use spatial teleportation? If we had, we could have arrived near the capital of Elzia in an instant..."

"Meow haha..." Azriel chuckled easily, "I just forgot to use it because I haven't been out for so long, meow~~"

"..."

"My master also has a similar ability to teleport, meow, so why didn't it work for him either~"

"So you're allowed to forget..." Wu Feng said miserably. He seemed to have never considered using the gaps for travel before because of durability issues...

"..."

The earth trembled, and two semi-circular craters appeared on the mountain near the capital of Elzia, where Azriel and Wu Feng were floating miserably.

Black cracks and magic circles appeared in the two pits respectively, and the two disappeared on the mountain at the same time.

Above the capital of Elzia, high in the sky where ordinary humans cannot see, two figures appeared, floating there and looking at the location of the royal palace.

The two exchanged a glance and did something together: Forget everything that had just happened! Absolutely embarrassing secrets should be buried forever!