Anime Crossover: Limits Removed, I Don't Eat Beef!

His eyes, like black holes, were filled with a look of madness.

"The statement that 'death' is 'defeat' is not wrong! But if I encounter an enemy stronger than myself, and I choose to give up simply because I am afraid of my own 'death,' then run away like a dog with its tail between its legs!"

"Then what's the point of me coming here to embrace the world again!?"

"My abilities! My soul! Even my heart will not agree! This time! Only death in battle! Or..."

"To live freely and without restraint!"

There is no third option!

To run away? Or to compromise?

Sorry!

In this newfound life, he! Doesn't eat beef!!!

"Speaking of which... Jibril, you're actually quite afraid of 'death,' aren't you?"

Li Chaofei's sudden remark caused a look of surprise to appear on Jibril's face.

"Eh?!"

Then she laughed with delight, as if she had heard a world-class joke.

"Hehe~ Are you kidding me, my master!" Jibril glanced at Li Chaofei with a playful smile, but when she saw that he was looking at her with a serious expression, the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

“We Skywings possess eternal life, so we do not know the true meaning of ‘death’.”

"But for us Skywing race, death is a supreme honor!"

For some reason, Jibril couldn't look Li Chaofei in the eye. She slowly turned her head away and whispered something.

"Glory, huh... Ha!"

"If my eyesight hadn't deteriorated after that punch, you would have shown an expression of 'fear' and 'dread'!"

It is precisely because she is an 'extra individual' that she is different from others, and it is precisely because she is 'incomplete' that she can do things that are absolutely incomprehensible to others.

Unlike other Skywing species whose minds are filled with 'battle' and who only know how to fight, Jibril is an extremely special individual.

If a fully created individual is the 'strong,' then Jibril, created in a flawed way, represents the 'weak.'

That's why Jibril, being a 'weak' individual, possesses a skill that other individuals don't have—learning!

She compensates for and perfects herself by learning magic and skills below her own racial level, and by challenging her creator, Artes, the only Winged One who does not respect him.

To give an example, if during the great war, the maimed Jibril was merely at the 'Calamity' level, then after the war, the fully restored Jibril would be at the 'Destruction' level, far surpassing the strongest individual, Azriel.

It was precisely because Jibril was a 'special' person that Li Chaofei chose her.

Compared to those Skywing species hailed as 'god-slaying weapons' or 'nightmare calamities,' he still preferred the one in his arms—the one that could seduce and act cute.

"Ah~ Ah!" Jibril sighed as if giving up on refuting, and then she stared intently at the man's chiseled profile.

No matter how critical the situation, he was able to maintain a confident and composed smile, as if he had the entire situation under his control.

Perhaps, as his previous words implied, it's better to use your fists—simple and brutal—to carve out the right path than to rack your brains over scheming.

In fact, Jibril could tell that he was not as simple as he appeared, who only enjoyed sex or fighting. Beneath that arrogant and even manic exterior, he was a wise man who knew how to think.

He was simply exercising his power at will, but that doesn't mean he was brainless.

Although he did seem brainless before...

But now?

It was probably the first time, but respect and longing appeared in Jibril's amber eyes.

They possess absolute martial prowess, as well as the wisdom of a sage.

Just as the white dragon she challenged once said, the 'creator' she obeyed was actually nothing more than an empty god.

The Skywing race, which absolutely obeys orders, is merely the incomplete wings of an empty god.

That kind of god was not the master she wanted to serve.

Therefore, she never considered her 'creator' to be her master!

However, the owner before her now commanded a degree of genuine acceptance from the bottom of her heart...

Chapter 31 Azriel Based on Perfection (Fifth Update)

"Buzz!"

Just then, a soft hum echoed in the void.

The blood-red sky was swept by howling winds as always, the wailing sound like the lament of the world's consciousness, while emerald green and blackish-gray drifted slowly down from the sky.

The fleeting spatial ripples were noticed not only by Li Chaofei, but also by Jibril.

The Skywing race has already arrived, but in order not to alert the enemy, they are concealing themselves. Perhaps they are secretly observing their enemy from some spatial rift that has been torn open.

"The Skywing race in my mind is not this kind of race that hides and hides!"

Narrowing his dark eyes, Li Chaofei looked at the blood-red space not far away, and a wicked smile familiar to Jibril appeared on his lips.

"I don't acknowledge such a Skywing species! Although there's no need for me to acknowledge it anyway~ Haha!"

After speaking, Li Chaofei raised his hand and made a downward pulling motion towards the void.

As he continued his actions, it was as if a canvas had been pulled down from the void not far away.

The space opened up, and against the backdrop of the pitch-black void, a Skywing appeared before Li Chaofei and Jibril.

She has beautiful emerald-green hair, a single horn on her head, heterochromatic blue-gold eyes, and a pair of wings at her waist that seem to be woven from light.

"I was a bit careless, meow! You guys actually found out!"

Azriel, who had been pulled out of the alternate dimension, said this.

"What a...hopeless idiot! It's all your own fault for being so stupid!" Jibril smirked as she looked at Azriel, who had been dragged out, and then glanced at Aqua. (That's right! Aqua = idiot! Besides, I think she's...)

Looking at Jibril, who was being held in Li Chaofei's arms, Azriel first gave Li Chaofei a murderous look.

Then she quickly changed her expression, just like Aqua, showing a gentle and caring look like a loving older sister, rubbing her forehead and giving a helpless expression as if she were looking at her naughty younger sister.

"Oh my gosh? Isn't this Kitty-chan~"

"Hehe~ Hehehe~! He said he would definitely succeed this time and challenge that dragon spirit again, but he ended up looking like this again, so delicious... cough cough, so pitiful~!"

"And you've even been subdued by this 'unknown race'! I just can't do anything with you, you naughty child~"

Upon hearing Azriel's words, Jibril retorted with obvious displeasure, "Tch! You..."

The Azriel before her was arguably the one with whom she was least compatible. As the first individual created on the basis of perfection, she possessed unparalleled combat power and an extremely cold will, and was even willing to use her companions as shields in order to kill the gods.

He doted on Jibril so much that she became annoyed with him, and he loved to hold her.

Jibril spent almost every day agonizing over how to avoid this annoying guy.

"Oh my gosh~ Having a younger sister who causes your older sister so much worry is really a helpless thing~" After saying this, Azriel looked at Jibril, who had transformed into a young girl, and said with a serious expression:

"Don't worry, little Ji-chan~~, I'll definitely rescue you from this 'unknown being'! Then I'll give you a good comforting~ soothing~! Hehehe~~"

Like Jibril before her, this first individual, created by Altshu based on perfection, revealed a nymphomaniac smile.

Seeing this scene, Li Chaofei glanced at Jibril in his arms, then looked at Azriel opposite him.

The case is solved! Jibril's 18+ dark and perverted side must have been cultivated by Azriel, the Flying Serpent!

"So, next, meow~..." Azriel wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, revealing a gentle smile, and looked at Li Chaofei, saying:

"This 'unknown' adult, could you please return my little Ji-chan to me?"

Just like Jibril before, after the investigation, she was puzzled by the 'elf' that appeared and disappeared in Li Chaofei's body, combined with the natural behavior of pulling her out of the other dimension as if she were eating and drinking.

Without a doubt, it is a powerful being from the 'unknown'.

So, at what level is his strength?

Is it a superior species? Or something else?

Azriel pondered this question carefully. Combining the current facts with the intelligence she had gathered before, she realized that this 'humanoid' being in front of her could not only subdue Jibril without taking any damage, but could even unleash an attack that could shatter the world.

If we only look at this information, then the strength of this unknown being must be no weaker than the first-ranked god!

"Hey! Shouldn't you wait until you're asleep to talk in your sleep?"

With a delighted expression, Li Chaofei retorted directly.

Even if he didn't know Jibril's true strength, he would never return her.

He had told Jibril before that, ever since he came into this world, Jibril's destiny was to belong to him!

She can be pleasing to the eye and maintain the sword blade, or she can transform into either a cute or a mature form, and she will occasionally act cute. Not to mention her personality, which is exactly the same as his.

She is strong and intelligent, and even has the well-known attribute of being a perverted woman. If you say you don't want such an all-around best sword sheath, that would be a lie and a lie!

So, this is the Winged Race that Jibril writes as a madwoman and reads as a sword sheath—I'm going to have it!

P.S.: Can I have some flowers, guys? I'm not asking for anything else, just a little something would give me some motivation! No data changes at all, it's really frustrating! /crying

Chapter 32 The So-Called Skywing Race! (Sixth Update)

"Like this, meow..."

Upon hearing Li Chaofei's words, Azriel's expression remained unchanged, as if she was not surprised by his answer at all. She didn't say anything more, but simply clapped her hands.

"Clap clap~"

After the applause subsided, the aura emanating from the Skywing race erupted from the void.

In Jibril's vast and boundless field of vision, one after another Winged Race creature slowly flew out from the alternate dimension.

A faint glow shone from his waist, a testament to his race, like wings woven from light.

They don't even need to sense anything; they can tell the number of the enemy simply by sight. There are hundreds of them, making them the strongest legion with the power to kill gods!

A high-pitched sound of spatial distortion rang out, and Azriel flew to the forefront of all the attacking Skywings. Then, the aftershocks of the other Skywings' spatial transfer spread through the air, engulfing all living beings in the entire area.

Then, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Skywing beings gathered behind him.

Azriel, the Skywing race standing at the very front of the group, glanced provocatively at Li Chaofei below.

"So many young girls, what a pity~ Don't you agree, Ji?"

Looking at the powerful legion suspended in the air, composed of hundreds of Skywing creatures with glorious achievements in slaying gods, Li Chaofei showed no fear. Instead, he spoke with great interest to Jibril in his arms.

“Master, if you really have the strength left, please show some mercy. After all... they are all Jibril’s ‘seniors’!”

"Furthermore, if the master likes, he can also take all the 'predecessors' into his collection..."

"Who do you think your master is?" Li Chaofei interrupted before Jibril could finish speaking, "I took you in because you are a being with independent thought. In other words, in my eyes, they are no different from machines!"

"It's merely a medium created for Altshu's ultimate technique, [God Strike]!"

"Such a being is not worthy to be my scabbard, Little Ji!"

"..." Hearing Li Chaofei's words, she felt a sense of satisfaction at being recognized, but more than that, she was worried about her seniors. However, what Li Chaofei said was indeed a fact, so Jibril remained silent.

"Oh my~ Even at a time like this, you're still spouting such nonsense, meow! Are you looking down on us Skywing race!?"

Seeing Li Chaofei, who was facing hundreds of Skywing creatures, still talking nonsense with Jibril as if he didn't care at all, Azriel couldn't help but show a little surprise.

A single Skywing species is capable of destroying an entire lower-level species; it is the embodiment of what is known as 'calamity'.

At this moment, with hundreds of Skywing species appearing simultaneously, even lower-ranking deities would show some tension on their faces.

But the man opposite

"How could that be? Don't misunderstand! I'm not targeting the Skywing race specifically." A wicked smile naturally appeared on Li Chaofei's face as he continued:

"What I mean is that all races in this world are trash!"

"It seems you have absolute confidence that you can fight against our legion of hundreds of Skywings all by yourself, meow!"

Azriel licked her lips, revealing an adorable smile that could charm anyone.

Upon hearing this, the Skywing creatures hovering behind her narrowed their eyes, their gazes fixed on Li Chaofei filled with excitement and killing intent.

Each of the Skywing girls had exquisite, doll-like features, and now their beautiful faces wore expressions of bloodlust and war.

In terms of appearance alone, all the Skywing races are actually quite nice, like angels compared to other races, except they are death angels.