Anime Crossover: Unparalleled Comprehension, Shocking the Star God

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"No."

Su Mo shook his head, rejecting the suggestion.

Okan immediately gripped his massive hammer armor, his expression turning tense.

"Why not?"

"I'm not here to resolve misunderstandings, but to resolve conflicts!"

Su Mo answered calmly.

At first, Okan didn't understand what Su Mo meant.

It wasn't until the other party raised his hand and commanded all the Skywing race to raise their hands at the same time that he understood Su Mo's meaning.

The solution to the conflict is simple: just eliminate either party that caused the conflict.

Judging from Su Mo's expression, he clearly wanted to erase himself.

"Then let's see if you have the ability!"

Okan no longer harbored any hope for peace. He raised his divine furnace high, and the divine fire, which could easily forge even Orichalcos, burned fiercely within it.

As the god of forging, this is his strongest flame. His essence is to forge all things in the world, and even gods cannot withstand such a fierce divine fire.

The tense atmosphere instantly heated up, and the Skywing race's eyes lit up at Su Mo's decisive attitude.

They admired this "if you're not going to back down, then fight" attitude.

“Lord God…”

Xin Ke also showed an expectant look in her eyes.

Although it's a pity I can't go myself, it's definitely worth it to witness Su Mo's power and skills.

She was very curious about Su Mo's power.

What kind of powerful being can arbitrarily elevate a person to the status of a god?

However, instead of taking action himself, Su Mo looked to his right, where everyone's attention was focused.

"Jibril!"

"Yes, Master!"

The winged girl immediately flew to Su Mo's side, awaiting his command.

"While the Sword's Blessing is well-suited to the Skywing race, there is another power that is even more suitable for you."

Su Mo spoke in this way.

"More suitable for me? Could it be..."

Jibril paused for a moment, then her eyes widened, clearly realizing something.

"I'll only demonstrate once; you need to carefully observe and feel it."

Su Mo gestured for Jibril to come closer. The winged girl realized something and immediately came over excitedly, looking up at her master.

Under Azriel's completely stunned gaze, Su Mo slowly lowered his head, blocked Jibril's breath, and transferred a technique he had previously mastered into Jibril's body by teaching her magic.

"Waaaaah, Xiao Ji's first time was stolen! And it happened right in front of me, and I didn't even dare to resist... Is this the legendary NTR? My heart is breaking!"

Azriel bit her handkerchief, tears of resentment streaming down her face.

"Damn it, how dare they underestimate me to this extent!"

Okan was enraged by Su Mo's arrogant attitude.

Seemingly aware of his disadvantage, and therefore needing to strike first, Okan didn't wait for Su Mo to prepare before smashing a Divine Fire Furnace over.

Suddenly, towering flames engulfed Su Mo.

Azriel, who had taken over the management authority of the Skywing race, felt a chill run down her spine. Just as she was about to retaliate, she discovered that the raging pale divine fire stopped thirty meters away, as if it were blocked by an invisible boundary, and she could not break through it at all.

"A spacetime barrier?"

The forging god Okan immediately recognized the nature of the obstacle, so he directly raised his giant hammer and slammed it hard against the spacetime barrier.

For the God of Forging, everything in space and time is a material for forging, and mere spatial barriers cannot completely stop him.

However, before he could actually damage the spacetime barrier, Su Mo had already removed this layer of protection.

Okan looked up and saw Jibril, who had been nourished by her master's knowledge and taste, raising her right hand eagerly, assuming a pose to unleash [Sky Strike].

Although he didn't know what she was doing, Okan felt an instinctive sense of crisis.

Without the slightest hesitation, he hurled both the giant hammer and the divine furnace in his hand, attempting to interrupt Jibril's actions.

However, this attempt was destined to be futile.

Looking at the God of Forging before her, at the divine hammer and the divine furnace, Jibril's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

She unleashed the divine power she gained from the sword's blessing to its fullest extent, pointing her right hand at all the obstacles in her path.

"All Skywing race, entrust Sky Strike to me!"

After devouring the Sky Strike of the Skywing Legion behind him with unparalleled priority, the Forging God Okan looked at the Forging God, who had sensed something and whose expression was one of utter disbelief and despair.

She softly called out the name of the move that Su Mo had just taught her.

"Divine Strike!"

111 Star Cup, the resurrected divine species

Golden light shone as all the Skywing species' Sky Strike attacks converged and swirled around the spear of light in Jibril's right hand.

The power to shatter the earth, even to shatter planets, converges in her hands.

— Divine Strike.

This power originally belonged exclusively to the God of War, Artesius, and no one else could wield it.

After Su Mo cracked and transmitted the code, Jibril fully mastered it and used it with divine power.

"While it certainly can't compare to Lord Artshu's power, if the opponent isn't an entire star system, but merely a high-ranking deity—"

can win!

A thought flashed through Gipsy's mind without a doubt.

In the world of No Game No Life, the higher-ranking deities are mostly at the fourth tier, and are among the strongest at that tier. They are at least capable of destroying continental plates, clearing the surface of the earth, and shattering the moon.

With the strength of an ordinary Skywing species, it would be impossible to challenge an existence of this level.

Unlike the Dragon Spirit species, which have inherent weaknesses, the Divine Spirit species are generally incomparably powerful.

However, now, feeling the power in her palm, Jibril was finally able to vaguely understand Artshu's state of mind.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at the forging god Okan before him changed from earnest to indifferent.

There is no other reason——

"too weak!"

With a sigh, a strike powerful enough to shatter the heavens and the earth descended.

That was an unparalleled power, a power to which even the gods had to submit.

With a single blow, the forging god Okan was annihilated by this irresistible power.

The aftershocks of the divine strike were far from exhausted; they penetrated deep into the Earth's core, turning the land beneath its feet into an abyss and leaving an extremely deep scar on the planet's surface. Even the Elven Corridor inside the planet trembled and was almost severed.

After the dazzling flash disappeared, all that remained in everyone's eyes was Jibril's calm expression and the enormous abyss stretching to the horizon.

Light shone from the bottom of the abyss; it was not lava, but the glow of the Elven Corridor.

If it weren't for the strongest core of this planet, which nurtured all the divine species, withstanding the aftershocks, the planet itself would probably have been cut in two by this attack.

The Skywings, who had collectively regressed into young girls due to unleashing Sky Strike, watched Jibril in complete silence.

They looked at Jibril with utter awe and shock, as if they were seeing a god in person.

Since their birth, they had never seen the God of War make a move. Jibril's [God Strike] was exactly the power they had imagined, even more real and exaggerated than they had imagined.

"Xiao Ji...did you really make this?"

Even Azriel, who adored Jibril the most, no longer looked at Jibril with the same doting gaze she had for her younger sister; instead, her eyes held a mixture of awe and longing.

She spoke tentatively to Jibril, not even daring to raise her voice.

Power can demonstrate authority, and based on Jibril's performance just now, she could even be treated as a war goddess.

Upon hearing Azriel's question, Jibril turned around and looked at her with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Of course it's me! With my master's power, how could I possibly lose to a mere god-like being!"

After giving Azriel a disdainful look, she flashed in front of Su Mo and looked at him with the same awe.

"As expected of your master! You've actually modified Lord Artes' skills to the point that even I can use them. However, I can't remember the details of God Strike. Hehehe~ Could you teach me again?"

As she spoke, she wiped her mouth, a look of lingering satisfaction on her face.

It's hard to say whether she was reminiscing about the knowledge passed down from the past, or the feeling of being in close contact with Su Mo.

"Boom!"

Upon hearing this request, Su Mo immediately delivered a chop to the cuckolded woman's neck.

"The effects of the techniques I imparted have been improved upon, and they cannot be forgotten."

He pointed this out.

"That's a shame."

Jibril lowered her head in disappointment.

The owner isn't taking the bait!

Seeing her so monstrous behavior, the atmosphere on the battlefield gradually relaxed.

"Phew, looks like it's the same Little Lucky Cat that they know!"

Azriel and the other winged girls breathed a sigh of relief.