Anime Crossover: Unparalleled Comprehension, Shocking the Star God

Although she had already been defeated, she had complete faith in the strength of the God of War, Artes.

"In this world, no one can survive the spear of the supreme god!"

Jibril smiled slightly at Azriel's blindly obedient declaration.

"What if there is?"

She asked that question in return.

"It's impossible!"

Azriel's answer was firm and resolute.

After answering, she remembered what Jibril had said before she left, and she was startled, suddenly realizing something.

"...Jibril, your goal isn't to challenge the Supreme God, is it?"

Before leaving, Jibril herself said that she was going to find a way to defeat Lord Artsh.

Could it be that she and her current master have come here to kill a god?

"Well... although I'm interested, I still have to listen to Lord Su Mo."

Jibril chuckled and looked at Su Mo.

Given Su Mo's style, it wouldn't be surprising if he killed a god or something while searching for the Mechs.

However, Altshu doesn't seem to be the type that's easy to please.

Upon hearing Jibril's words, Azriel immediately looked at Su Mo and noticed that his gaze seemed to be directed towards the Skywing race's main camp.

"Artes, the God of War?"

Su Mo answered casually.

"I don't really care, it mainly depends on what he thinks."

"What does the Supreme God mean?"

Azriel was slightly taken aback.

Suddenly, an immense pressure came from afar, and its overwhelming aura directly oppressed the entire planet.

That was all too familiar—the power of the gods.

"Lord Artho?"

Sensing the divine power of the chief god, Azriel also looked towards the stronghold of the Skywing race, which was the direction of the Throne of the God of War, and was speechless for a moment.

Golden light pierced the sky, and the phantom of an eighteen-winged god sat high in the clouds. The god's eyes pierced through everything and looked directly at where they were.

Upon witnessing this scene, the entire world trembled, and all living things, including the divine race, began to shudder.

The God of War, who had sat motionless on his throne for over ten thousand years, has actually stood up?!

What's going on? Is this planet finally heading towards its end? (Part 8)

102 Imaginary internal energy, he gave so much.

The God of War's aura reigned supreme over heaven and earth, and golden light pierced the entire sky.

Under the fearful gaze of all forces in the world, the war god Altshu, who held aloft in the clouds, turned his gaze to a human man with black hair and black eyes.

The two stared at each other, and although they hadn't even clashed yet, the entire atmosphere seemed to freeze.

"Waaaaah! The Lord God has come to save me, meow!"

Azri immediately showed an expression of extreme joy.

Although she was still weak, she still proudly raised her head.

"Little Ji, it's not too late to back out now! Otherwise, Lord Artesius might not let you and your master off the hook!"

She offered this advice, half in a friendly manner.

Faced with Azriel's sudden appearance, Jibril gave her a speechless look and simply stuffed a rag into her mouth.

"Shut up, you!"

"Xiao Ji, you'll regret this, waaaaah!"

Azri was immediately unable to speak.

Before she could continue struggling, suddenly, the God of War, Artesius, spoke.

The figure of the God of War, like a proclamation from heaven, remains clear and undiminished even after crossing a thousand kilometers.

Are you human, or a god?

Upon hearing the voice of the God of War, Azriel quieted down and stopped making a fuss.

The look in her eyes as she gazed at Su Mo changed from hostility to utter seriousness.

In all the history she knew, only the Dragon King Hatirem had ever spoken to her own god on an equal footing.

No other being, not even a god, is qualified to make the God of War, Artesius, take a single step.

The reason why the God of War Artesius has remained on the throne for more than 10,000 years is that there are no longer any opponents in the world worthy of his serious attention.

But now, Su Mo's mere presence here has already drawn the attention of the God of War.

Not only did she stand up like never before, but she even developed a desire to learn more about him.

Azriel was shocked, but also curious.

Who exactly is this person in front of me?

Human or god—is there even a question to ask? How could such a powerful being emerge from those weak humans who were almost extinct, like monkeys or wild beasts?

During the great war in the world of No Game No Life, humans were creatures that were easily confused with beasts, not even considered a race, and no one would think that the name was associated with strength.

While it's true that Lord Artesius's words must have a deeper meaning, isn't this possibility a bit too absurd?

Just as Azriel was thinking this.

"Not a god."

Su Mo shook his head leisurely and answered calmly.

"To wield the power of myth with human power...you can roughly consider me a poet."

The labels "godslayer" and "god" do not fully correspond to the power Su Mo currently possesses.

Compared to gods, poets who record and sing myths are closer to what Su Mo is doing now.

"poet?"

Upon hearing this unfamiliar word, Altshuu's tone was slightly puzzled.

However, dwelling on trivial troubles was not in the God of War's style, and he quickly ignored it, looking at Jibril and Azriel.

"The side story individual, is it you who defeated the original individual?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

When Azriel saw the God of War looking at her, she immediately became excited, but unfortunately, she couldn't say anything.

Meanwhile, Jibril stood proudly to the side, her head held high.

“That’s right! Lord Artes, I have received new power from my master. Azriel is no match for me. So you should be careful. The moment you’ve been waiting for might just be brought to you by my master himself!”

As a member of the God of War's family, she openly and brazenly declared her betrayal, leaving the Skywing race stunned.

However, Altshu did not get angry when he heard this.

"Your master?"

The God of War looked at Su Mo again, his majestic eyes filled with expectation.

"I thought the one who would end my strongest was the weakest, but I never expected it to be a powerful being from another world."

"O poet from another world, will you grant me the battle I desire?"

Upon hearing this question, all the Skywing species tensed up.

Although I don't understand what a strong person from another world is, the atmosphere of this battle is very obvious.

As long as the other party agrees—

"If you want to fight, you can do it anytime."

Before they could even think about it, Su Mo nodded and agreed to the battle.

"But before that, may I ask a question?"

"What's the matter?"

Altshu nodded in agreement.

"Is all your current energy derived from elven power? Or do you believe it all originates from elven power?"

With a sharp gaze that seemed to pierce through the very essence of the God of War, Su Mo asked an extremely strange question.

"That's the way it is."

After a moment's thought, Altshu replied as follows.

The fact that the power of the divine race comes from the Elf Corridor is common knowledge in this world.

Or rather, all creatures capable of using elven power derive their strength from the Elven Corridor.

In the world of No Game No Life, the Elf Corridor is the source of the Great Source.

It is the inexhaustible supply of spirits generated by the Elf Corridor that gives life in this world such powerful energy.

If Lancelot were to come here, he wouldn't even need to do anything extra; his divine power would naturally increase several times over.

"I see... It seems you haven't come into contact with imaginary energy yet!"

Upon hearing this answer, Su Mo nodded slightly, confirming it.

In the original story, during the final battle, Altshu violated the law of conservation of mass-energy and directly drew a large amount of energy from the void.

In that state, the increase or decrease of power is meaningless to him; he can have as much energy as he wants.