Moe Girl Guardians

"I never imagined I, Shi Zui, would perish here," Shi Zui said with a bitter smile; he was already injured. Escape was impossible.

"This is the price you pay for harming my lord," Azriel's halo shone brightly once more, turning a deep purplish-black.

"Run! Run as many as you can!" With his eyes bloodshot and his wounds healing rapidly, the Sinister One, having used some forbidden techniques, shouted frantically at Fire Phosphorus, about to rush up and entangle Azriel to buy them some last bit of time.

"You... Holy crap!" The shout, which sounded like a brother willing to go to great lengths for his brother, almost brought tears to Huo Lin's eyes. Although his tears would probably be burned away by his flames in an instant, he almost had the childish thought of living and dying together.

The shout of the First Sin made Fire Phosphorus pause for a moment, and then he realized he was still too inexperienced... Teammates really were just for sacrificing!

"Brother, hold on! Once I'm strong enough, I'll definitely come back to avenge you..." Shi Zui roared, his aura almost at its peak, and then turned and ran towards the space where the barrier was located. His voice became indistinct as he ran.

Selling out teammates with such gusto, Firephos is truly speechless...

It's just like that saying: I don't need to outrun the enemy, I just need to outrun you. However, in reality, it seems there might be some... well, a slight discrepancy.

Azriel's lips twitched at the result. Judging from his posture, she really thought he was going to fight her to the death, but he ran away with quite a bit of spirit. This teammate's betrayal was quite admirable...

"What do you want to say?" Azriel asked one last time, looking at the Fire Spirit's confused expression. [Sky Strike] had been charged to its limit and could not be taken back. Fire Scale's death was inevitable.

“It’s too unsettling to walk alone. After all, Shi Zui has called me brother, so I have to do something.” Fire Phosphorus’s flames intensified, and his aura burned to its peak as he looked at Azriel with a ferocious expression.

"If possible, please be sure to call him to come and keep me company!" Sensing the terrifying amount of magic gathering, Fire Phosphorus instantly knelt down and pleaded with utmost sincerity.

“…He can’t escape,” Azriel continued, her eyelids twitching. Wouldn’t killing an enemy like this make her lose her IQ?

"That's good... you son of a bitch, don't even think about getting away safely after you've tricked me!" Fire Phosphorus shouted, raising his middle finger in the direction where Shi Zui had fled.

Then, endless purple-black lightning engulfed him.

If Firephosphorus had remained and fought back with all its might, and if the barrier truly had a passage, perhaps the Primordial Sin could have escaped successfully. However, neither of these conditions is met.

So Azriel's magic circle flickered, and she vanished instantly. Not long after, she reappeared with a relaxed, perfect smile, and somewhere in the universe, a charred, unidentified piece of debris appeared.

Within the world of Disbod, privileged Skywings can teleport to any place they have ever been, so the idea that Shizui could escape is simply a fantasy.

"So comfortable, meow~" Azriel stretched her body, feeling more comfortable than ever after her all-out attack!

"Now it's time to deal with Master's problem, meow~" Back in the center, protected by the Skywing girl, Azriel looked at Youfeng with a slightly angry expression.

Now that they have become the new masters, the vast majority of the Skywing girls would never do anything to harm them, but two people are definitely not among them.

Azriel and Jibril...

"Does Master know how dangerous that was?" Thinking back to what had happened, Jibril felt a wave of fear. If something had really gone wrong, she couldn't even imagine what she would have done.

"What are we supposed to do if something really happens while we're involved in a battle that's way beyond our own level?" the silver-haired girl couldn't help but say. Her affection for Youfeng was second only to Azriel and Jibril, so she was naturally very worried.

"And a perfectly good battle was ruined, so the senior got to fight to his heart's content..." Jibril said disappointedly, her wings drooping as she recalled certain events.

The Skywing race is a warrior race, but having not fought for six thousand years, they need time to recover to their peak condition. They originally planned to slowly recover and then have a good fight, but the intervention of the Dark Wind caused them all to go berserk, and they didn't get to fight properly at all, except for Azriel...

"Meow~" Azriel turned her head away, indicating that it wasn't her fault, although it was indeed quite fun to fight.

"Aren't we getting off-topic..." Wu Feng said weakly, raising his hand. Wasn't he supposed to be talking about his injury? Then he regretted it, looking at the raised hand. Why did he have to do this?

“Oh dear~ Master knows it himself.” Jibril’s face stiffened, but she smiled and floated to Youfeng’s side, her fair fingers stroking his pretty face.

With a slight pinch, Wu Feng's face was instantly pulled into a strange shape.

"! Jibril, what are you doing!" The silver-haired girl suppressed her laughter, raised her silver greatsword, and slashed at Jibril without any mercy.

She was a staunch royalist and was very displeased with Jibril's disrespectful behavior.

"Want to fight?" The whistling wind rang in her ears. After dodging the greatsword, Jibril immediately looked at the silver-haired girl and said.

"Let's fight then, we weren't finished fighting earlier anyway." The two chased each other while avoiding Youfeng's location, and instantly flew into space to fight again.

"...Let's talk about Master's problem after everything is over, meow..." Azriel said helplessly, glancing at the intersecting white lines of the universe.

"But don't think this is all over, meow!" (To be continued...)

Chapter 334 It seems things have gone too far...

Human Kingdom, Elzia

The streets were deserted, devoid of any of their former bustling activity, with only occasional pedestrians and groups of orc guards patrolling back and forth.

Three days before the invasion began, Blank and Ghost Wind disappeared, and the Eastern Alliance's priestesses were not necessarily still there.

Two days before the invasion began, the witch returned to the Eastern Union and dispatched orc guards to Elzia, bringing with her the order of the blank, the imminent collapse of the alliance, and the news of the invaders.

A day before the invasion began, ten Skywing girls arrived in Elzia. Five stayed at the royal palace, and five stayed elsewhere, seemingly confirming what was about to happen.

"Ughhhh! Blank just dumped this mess on me to deal with?!" Inside the Elzia Palace, Stevie grabbed her hair with both hands and said helplessly.

Three days ago, Blank left behind a series of orders and then disappeared, including the news that invaders from another world and the alliance would temporarily disappear today.

This situation terrified Stevie. She was one of the people who most wanted humanity to grow stronger, but without the protection of the alliance, humanity was incredibly weak. The conflict between the superior races could even lead to the destruction of Elzia and the complete annihilation of humanity.

Seeing the five Skywing girls chatting happily beside her, and the orc guards patrolling the streets, Stevie felt much more at ease.

Although the arrival of the orcs and several winged girls gave her a sense of security, she still lacked a central figure...

"The enemy is coming!" One of the five Skywing girls who were chatting together suddenly exclaimed with a look of surprise.

"Those guarding outside will be killed, tsk. Who told us to lose at rock-paper-scissors?" another Skywing girl said listlessly. When invaders come, there must be people responsible for protecting them.

The ten of them decided to defend a location by playing rock-paper-scissors, and they were undoubtedly among the losers... It was generally impossible for invaders to reach the capital of Elzia under their protection, so they could only chat idly. They had little interest in learning about the history of the human race.

"No, no, no, there are many enemies this time. I estimate they are invaders, probably close to a hundred people."

"In other words..." The two Skywing girls exchanged a glance, their faces lighting up with joy.

"support!"

"At least three must remain; there are only two spots available." Although their thirst for battle was fervent, they would not forget their new master's orders to protect Elzia.

"As usual," the two girls said to each other at the same time, before speaking to the other three girls.

Ten seconds later, a magic circle appeared, and two Skywing girls disappeared into the room with excited expressions. The remaining three knelt dejectedly in the palace. The chance to fight... I didn't seize it again... Why did I use scissors!

……

On the outskirts of Elzia, three winged girls, their faces beaming with excitement, were utterly crushing nearly a hundred invaders, driving them to the brink of collapse.

Not all invaders were agents. The leaders who came to invade numbered only three [gods], and only one of them had reached godhood. Having nearly a hundred agents was already excessive; how could there possibly be nearly a thousand agents?

The vast majority were subordinates summoned by the three [gods], and were even inferior to the agents.

From the moment they entered the world of Disbod, nearly a thousand people were dispersed into teams of varying sizes, each acting separately to cause as much destruction as possible. This team was not led by a quasi-god, and even had only a handful of berserkers, so naturally they could not withstand the attack of the Skywing girls.

The sudden appearance of two Skywing girls shattered their last bit of confidence. They were already struggling against the three girls who could teleport infinitely, and now two more had appeared—what was the point of fighting them?

The remaining fifty or so people scattered immediately after the Skywing race girls arrived to provide support.

The three Skywing girls were annoyed. They hadn't even used their full strength, and they'd already run away? They turned their disgruntled gazes to the two of their kind who had come to their aid.

The two Skywing girls who came to help also covered their faces. They only wanted to join in the fun and fight a bit, but they ran away... Due to their guard duties, they couldn't give chase...

……

Despite their extremely reckless actions, this group of invaders was considered to be of average luck among all the people, with at least fifty of them surviving.

An elite team of nearly a hundred agents, led by a quasi-god, believed themselves to be strong enough and set their sights on a certain dormant life form. In ordinary worlds, the rarer the life form, the more damage it would cause to the world.

The crimson mountain radiated intense heat, causing nearly a hundred generations of travelers to break out in a sweat. The closer they got to the interior of the mountain, the hotter the temperature became, but it was still within their tolerance range.

At the center of the mountain, there was a vast expanse of magma, a very illogical magma that, although not deep underground, covered an area of ​​tens of kilometers and was constantly bubbling.

In the center of the magma, a crimson dragon thousands of meters long slumbers. With its breath, the temperature of the mountain rises sharply, constantly injecting vitality into the magma. In fact, the entire magma mass is created by it.

"Are we really going to make a move?" someone following behind the quasi-god-level agent asked in fear. Just staying here was already becoming unbearable for him.

"...Retreat!" After a long while, the quasi-god-level agent resolutely said. In this scorching environment, he actually broke out in a cold sweat. The pressure from the crimson dragon was too great. Why was it only a life form at the early stage of quasi-god level when it was probing him!

Just as they were about to retreat, the bright yellow pupils opened, instantly giving the quasi-god a feeling of being locked on.

"I have been imprisoned for six thousand years and banished from my homeland. Now you dare to invade my territory? You are courting death!"

The magma boiled and surged, washing over the dragon's crimson scales. A thunderous sound resounded through the heavens and earth as the dragon, thousands of meters long, emerged from the magma.

Besides it, several smaller crimson dragons, each only a few hundred meters in size, flew out of the lava and surrounded the executor and his group. The weakest of them was the creature he sensed.

"The alliance has been dissolved, let us hunt again!" Shock flashed in the crimson dragon's golden eyes, followed by a joyful roar that echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

One after another, giant dragons flew out from different parts of the mountain, roaring wildly to the sky.

"Let us celebrate by burying you all."

Flames powerful enough to melt everything engulfed the place where the agents were, turning everything to nothingness; none of the nearly one hundred agents survived.

Everything about the invaders was expected, but Blank overlooked one thing: the superior races slumbering in different parts of the continent...

No one knows where they are, nor is there any way to obtain information about them. (To be continued...)

Chapter 335 The Final Battle

The actions of the Dragon Spirits, as well as those of other superior races who had been provoked by the Agents and awakened from their slumber, naturally did not escape the notice of the Skywing Race, and were immediately relayed to the few people in the universe.

Inside the cube space of Abantheim, Blank, Azriel, Jibril, and Wu Feng listened to the report below.

"That's roughly it," the Skywing girl who had arrived in Abantheim via spatial teleportation respectfully reported to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng was utterly astonished. The Dragon Spirit had awakened? One of the three Dragon Kings had begun hunting the Agents? Many other superior races had also been awakened; the Agents were simply troublemakers! They caused more trouble in a single day than he had in just over ten days!

Simply put, it's courting death!

"Looks like things have gone a bit too far, meow..." Azriel said with a smile, tilting her head as she received the message from Disbot, showing no sign of being anxious.

The Dragon Spirits are also a rather warlike race. It's estimated that the Agent did something to offend them, which is why they took the opportunity to hunt them down. Once the Agent disappears, other races will probably suffer.

But the lives of other races are none of her concern. As long as the Skywings and the Ghost Winds are safe, she wouldn't care if Disbode were destroyed.

"Master! Shall we go hunt them!" Jibril immediately floated up with shining eyes. Fighting in space wasn't as comfortable, and being with the silver-haired girl was too restrictive. Dragon spirits! She really missed the days of hunting together.

Wu Feng also hesitated. This strategy was mainly aimed at protecting Disbod. Without the constraints of other superior races or gods, Disbod could be destroyed in half without the invaders taking action.

"Isn't it fine?" Sora said indifferently, hugging Bai. Although she was the queen of the human race, her reaction was the most indifferent.

"Our initial goal was to isolate some of the weaker invaders and bring them to Disbod. Split them up and defeat them one by one; now that the Dragon Spirits are doing that, isn't that even better?"

"Isn't Kong worried that some dragon spirits might take advantage of the situation and wipe out the human race...? If there's only one capital city, they could wipe it out in one fell swoop."

"Judging from their personalities, the dragon spirits wouldn't deliberately harm lower-level races," Kong continued casually, seemingly not at all worried about the human race.