Capítulo 50: Chapter 50 and Chapter 51 combines - God of War, Artosh, Jibril(1)
"That's me. I was the one who launched the attack on Dragon King." Xiao Feng answered the question of Riku.
Hearing this, Riku's eyes widened, remembering what Couronne told him when she left, "Xiao Feng will solve the war and you don't have to worry." Riku was shocked speechless.
"Is this the truth about quelling the war?
But...he's still confused.
Even the people were dumbfounded.
They are ready to flee, but now... how?
"I wanted to save you guys and it was mainly because I felt that the time was right, so I decided to take action. If other races are obedient enough, then in less than a month, other races will be evacuated from this continent. When that time comes, you can join your compatriots. It's that simple."
Xiao Feng looked at Riku and said with a smile, "I'm going to kill the God of War and end this war."
When the name of the God of War came into Riku's ears, his eyes instantly froze.
The information from the Goblin and Elves, the legendary Gods, the initiator of the war, is also the initiator of the death of his parents and friends and brought doom to mankind.
Riku once "ordered" many people to die.
But if you ask him which existence he wants to kill the most, Artosh, the God of War, will undoubtedly be ranked first.
"When?" Riku suppressed his excitement and asked calmly.
"very soon."
"I see." Riku nodded and fell silent.
Don't ask why, don't ask how to kill, don't ask if he can win, he has already made a decision, he will do everything according to Xiao Feng, he will follow his orders completely.
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Since entering the war, Ocain, the God of Forge, has never made such a difficult decision.
The loyalty of the kin created by him, and the technology that he discovered to use the essence of the deceased god for blasting.
The weapon that can destroy an entire continent - the marrow burst.
After years of searching and precipitation, the Goblin species now has nearly twenty blasts of marrow burst.
But even so, Ocain still doesn't have much hope of defeating Artosh.
Therefore, the Goblin Species have been seeking allies of reliable races.
However, news from a captain yesterday made Ocain fall into chaos.
When the relatives first reported, they only thought that the other party was an insignificant character and would not affect the plan.
But the opposite is true.
Just staring, the attack of the other party his heart trembled, he felt like an ant facing the galaxy and the tragic death of Dragon King, and the merciless threat he knew of his existence.
All of the above are enough for Ocain to retire.
In the luxurious palace, the short and sturdy God of Forging stopped the hammer that he was beating all day long, and after careful consideration, gave an order to his dependents.
"Announce the whole clan to evacuate the mainland from now on and go to the last stronghold."
After a while, Ocain's voice murmured, "Humph! Let that god species try the state of Artosh first, at least it can weaken the power of Artosh."
Ocain's idea is also simple.
Two tigers fight, he will be the fishermen who will take the final benefit.
Now that there are Gods who are not afraid of death to challenge the God of War, of course he is happy to sit back and enjoy the success.
The order quickly spread throughout the goblin race.
Although the warlike ones are extremely puzzled, due to the order of the Creator, they can only relocate their families.
The large-scale migration of goblin species naturally could not hinder the eyes of their mortal enemy Elves.
The chief eight-layer magician of the elves, that is, the strongest female Elf, Think Nirvalen discussed with the high-level officials overnight.
"Why did those ugly goblins suddenly withdraw?"
"I don't know, but it is said that even the goblin's frontline base is empty."
"What's the reason?"
"It may be that the Goblin Species knew something that prompted them to leave as soon as possible."
"It is very likely that it was an order from the God of Forging.
"I need to ask the God of Nature for instructions."
There was a lot of discussion in the naturally gorgeous palace.
"No, I'll just evacuate later." Think's cold voice came out.
"Why?"
"We don't have an order from the God of Forest."
"Need not."Think Nirvalen said coldly.
Her arbitrary behavior naturally aroused dissatisfaction among the top elves of the other elves.
But so what?
She stood up from her seat and stared at the statue of Kainath, the God of Forest, with eyes full of disgust.
The cowards who created them couldn't possibly show up.
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Avant Heim
In the second place, the name of a certain fantasy species.
If the gods are the embodiment of concepts and rules, then the fantasy is the embodiment of the elements.
They form their own world, similar to a small world with a complete ecosystem in the fantasy world of immortality.
Fearing the majesty and power of the god of war, Avant Heim became the capital of the Flügel.
A city in the sky suspended in the air.
The splendid throne room.
A Flügel with long emerald hair and a patterned cheek, Azril put away the geometric halo and knelt down slowly.
Then, there was a strong and majestic voice.
"How about the extra individual?"
On the highest throne sits a man with muscles as strong as a rock.
The strong body is twice the size of a Flügel, with a black beard as tough as steel hanging down, and the eighteen pairs of wings on his back wrap around him like a cloak.
A face with a deep outline was looked down upon by a sharp and tenacious golden gaze.
Just like that, Azril felt the strong strength of her creator.
However, she also knew.
Even the terrifying and dazed appearance is only a small part of strength of the Creator, a faint reflection of a drop in the ocean.
"Go back to my lord, she has been out for several days, do you need me to bring her back?"
Azril bowed her head and replied respectfully.
At the same time, the figure of the extra individual "Jibril" appeared in his mind.
As the last of the Flügel, she is the youngest sister and the object of all the sisters favor.
However, as the leader of the Flügel, she had a hard time accepting Jibril's behavior.
The god of war Artosh is the creator, the most noble, mysterious and powerful master of the Flügel.
Every time she made a report, she would reverence and bow down from the bottom of her heart.
However, only Jibril was different.
Although she also respected the Creator in her heart, not only did she not bow down to worship, but instead she often attacked the Supreme Being of the Flügel.
Even Azril couldn't help but kill Jibril at the beginning.
However, the Supreme Being always said that he didn't care, but instead laughed and seemed very happy.
Do you find it interesting?
Whether it was the master's laughter or Jibril's true meaning, Azril didn't understand.
She was even ashamed of her arrogant self, trying to speculate on the divine will of the Supreme Being.
"Just let her move freely, maybe it will bring something very interesting."
Artosh lazily propped up his cheeks and smiled meaningfully.
The laughter was different from before, and Azril raised her head in surprise and spoke, " My lord, you...why are you so happy?"
"I'm glad this world finally has someone who can challenge me." Artosh smiled happily.
Hearing this, Azril subconsciously blurted out, "Impossible, no one in this world can compete with my lord!"
In this regard, Artosh did not speak, but just looked at the world outside the throne hall.
Azril was silent.
After killing the Dragon King Hartyleif.
For thousands, tens of thousands of years, the masters were just melancholy, sitting on the throne lazily, holding their cheeks boringly.
And Azril knew the reason for the master's melancholy.
The master is the god of war.
War is fighting each other.
Competition, war, killing and being killed, both sides bet on life and death, tempering their own soul and existence.
The continuous intersection of such a cycle is the birth of the concept of the God of War, which is also the essence of Artosh.
Therefore, the master will personally set foot on the battlefield to evoke killing intent.
However, as the personification of the concept of "war", no one is the master's opponent.
Because he is the strongest, no one is stronger than him.
One-sided massacres cannot be called war.
Therefore, the master will be depressed for a long time in burnout.
"The strongest without a challenger... what's the point?"
The god of war, Artosh, withdrew his smile and looked down at the earth with calm eyes.
It was as if there was something that was looking right at him.
(Sorry for inconvenience, chapter 51 was accidentally deleter, the currently can't take down all the chapters to re-upload it. So it is written below
The migration of Goblin Species started a chain reaction.
The Elves followed closely behind, packing up their supplies, and countless ships evacuated the mainland with their clansmen.
The Dragon Spirits wandering on the mainland gathered in groups and fled to the ocean island far away from the mainland.
The other races also saw this scene and retreated as well.
With the exception of Flügel and Artosh, every race involved in the war is like a startled bird. All of them started to flee.
Such a situation was naturally discovered by the Flügel.
Especially Jibril, a person who often wanders out.
The Flügels are very interested in collecting the heads of other races, just like the military workers of the soldiers, which will become their respective medals to show off.
"It's been a really quiet for a while." Under the dark red sky, a young girl grabbed the head of the demon species, and then threw it away with great disgust. She has light-reflecting hair and amber eyes, feathers woven of light, and a geometric pattern of halos about ten centimetres above her head.
As soon as the voice fell, a voice came from behind.
"It's really quiet today, what do you think?" A long black-haired, white-clothed boy appeared behind Jibril at some point, his eyes were observing Jibril. After looking at Jibril, he nodded as if approving of something.
The boy who suddenly appeared behind Jibril is none other than Xiao Feng.
After resolving the matter on the human side, Xiao Feng began to search for traces of the Flügel, hoping to learn the residence of the God of War from their mouths.
However, Xiao Feng just wanted to grab an ordinary Flügel but he didn't expect to meet Jibril whom he liked quite a lot in his previous life.
When he was watching the anime, he had a good impression of Jibril. The reason is naturally her beautiful face and character.
However, it is now six thousand years ago, and if you think about it, as long as it is a Flügel, the character is definitely bad.
Jibril looked at Xiao Feng, and then showed a look of surprise: "Yeah? Where did the...monkey appear here?"
"From the perspective of evolution, it is indeed possible that humans evolved from orangutans, but by the way, if I were a monkey, you would at most be worthy of paramecia." Xiao Feng said very gently. He added again, "Or, a monkey with wings?"
Hearing this, Jibril was stunned at first, and only reacted after a few seconds.
Amber pupils stared at Xiao Feng, as if she was looking at a dead person who was crushed into minced meat by her.
No one had ever dared to speak to her like that.
The geometrical aperture above her head blooms with brilliance, and a violent murderous aura surrounds his body.
Jibril's anger was born, and the Elves drawn from the corridor became extremely violent.
In addition to her words and deeds, Jibril also noticed Xiao Feng gaze.
Not with contempt, but he looked at her with plain look as if he didn't pay any attention to her anger.
Jibril's hair instantly exploded, and her heart was surging with anger that was hotter than magma.
However, what she didn't know was that. Ahe had always viewed other races even worse way than Xiao Feng.
"I really hope your strength is worthy of your words and deeds. Let me cool you down a little, forever." Jibril spoke and when the elves surged, Jibril pulled away and raised her hands.
A circle of light appeared on the top of the head, and it expanded hundreds of times in an instant.
The enraged Jibril began to forcibly extract the elves from the atmosphere and the planet, and gradually compressed, concentrated and condensed.
Then, the glowing elf, in Jibril's hand, appeared a swaying spear of light.
Jibril launched Sky Strike right of the bat.
The principle of Sky Strike is that the Flügel transforms all the structures in the body into nerves connected to the Elf Corridor, draws power from the source tide of the Elf Corridor, and then shoots it out.
The Sky Strike is the strongest strike of the Flügel. But after launching it Flügels will fall in a weak state.
"Clearly disappear!" Jibril sneered coldly. She didn't think that the person in front of her could survive her attack.
After Jibril launched the Sky Strike she started panting, just condensing the elves took a lot of her energy.
If it were other Flügel species, they would definitely not cast the Sky Strike easily. However, Jibril was different. Her character is indescribable, and to sum it up, she is not normal.
Therefore, just being provoked and going wild, under the abnormal premise, it has become normal. The light spear was thrown by Jibril, and the spiral light spear brought a storm whirlpool.
The unimaginable super energy of conventional races, rolling the airflow, turning the white light into a spiral vortex, distorting the space, and the rolling sound is enough to make many people who face it have the illusion of the end of the world.
Even if Jibril is not currently the strongest Flügel, it is enough to reflect how outrageous the Flügel's individual strength is.
In the world of BTTH, she would be considered a slightly weaker Dou Zong stage fighter.
But it doesn't have much effect on Xiao Feng. With his current strength, he can easily defeat countless such powerhouses.
According to Jibril's squeezing of the elves, Xiao Feng has already made a preliminary judgment on the combat power of the god of war Artosh and his judgement let him be taken aback.
Artosh in this world is definitely Twitter version and his strength seems to be slightly stronger than Twitter version. It seems after getting the system fragment, he got something which made him progress a lot.
Just as he was thinking, Jibril's attack came.
"Boom!''
A blow with a violent momentum slammed straight towards Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng took a step back the punched with all his strength in the direction of the attack.
So, the sky - split.
It's not a metaphor or exaggeration, but it's really cracked.
In that piece of space, it was almost completely shattered, and everything in its vicinity was completely destroyed.
"What!"
Accompanied by that unbelievable voice, Jibril appeared in front of Xiao Feng.
However, at this time, she looked extremely embarrassed, her rainbow-like hair was covered with dust, and the wings behind her had lost their original whiteness.
"... How is this possible...!"
The girl looked at the scene in front of her incomprehensible—
Her strongest blow was blocked.
No... It should be said that the [Sky Strike] that I am proud of, in front of that power, is like a man's arm against a chariot, and it was crushed without any suspense.
Even the space was completely shattered, completely penetrating this atmosphere and bombarding the universe.
If she hadn't sensed something was wrong when he issued the Sky Strike, and Xiao Feng changed the direction of attack at the end which gave her a bit of time and she managed to avoid the.attck in time, otherwise she might have been buried here too.
This absolute power, in Jibril's eyes, was no less than that of her master, Artosh. This idea is almost impossible for other Flügel species.
Their master, Artosh, is the strongest God on this planet, the absolute strongest.
This is a notion that all Flügel believe in, and no one doubts it. However, Jibril is an exception. Before that, she, like other Flügel, believed that her master was the strongest, and no one on this planet could compete with her master.
However, this power to shatter space is an indisputable fact.
If the ground is the goal, then it is not impossible to run through this planet, or even destroy it directly.
Just like that the Sky Strike, which is an attack capable of destroying at least one city, was directly wiped out by Xiao Feng's punch.
"Huh...huh..."
Jibril slumped to the ground weakly. Excessive use of power and due to the lack of spirits, she can not even maintain the shape of a girl, and become the shape of a young child.
"I am really... curious." There was a beautiful smile on the Jibril's face. She really wanted to know how the guy infront of her was so outrageously powerful.
You know, as an extra individual, because she doesn't trust the defensive magic applied by the god of war, she changed the defensive magic to her own style.
Therefore, her Sky Strike can be said to be fundamentally different from other Flügel.
And the guy in front of her could easily blow up the space and detsroy her attack.
Jibril's expression changed when she looked at Xiao Feng became her look became more and more shocking.
The guy in front of her is definitely strong and he is definitely not a human? After all, even she herself, couldn't take the Sky Strike head on.
Moreover, looking at the appearance of his leisurely stroll, it seems that he did not waste much energy?
This guy... what the heck is it?
and many more!
It seems that from the beginning, she did not feel the presence of spirits in Xiao Feng. .
High-level vitality, she has never heard of such a race.
This guy... who is it?
All thoughts are only for a moment, as a extra individual, Jibril is not like the other villains who only feel shocked, and then she make up for it on the spot.
After hesitating for less than three seconds, she made the decision to run if she couldn't fight.
His wings trembled and he flew away quickly.
Since the elves are temporarily unavailable, she can't even move out of the space.
Besides, a new enemy has appeared.
She also has to report it.
She respects the god of war, but not as blindly as the other Flügels do.
The black-haired boy's smile lingered in her mind, making her think that the opponent could even attack the God of War.
But did she escape?
However, just as she was about to escape the voice of Xiao Feng came, "Space Lock."
Jibril felt that she was confined by power of space.
"Young Lady you can't run. You are uite important."
"Also, thank you for providing valuable information." Xiao Feng appeared in front of Jibril and took Jibril who was in the form of liitle girl in his arms and touched her wings.
Jibril on other hand didn't react for a while. She only felt her brain crash, when she reacted she cried out in a loud voice which started the birds and beasts in few miles radius,
"Let me go you bastard...."
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