Anime Crossover: Unparalleled Comprehension, Shocking the Star God

But the thought that she could fight alongside Su Mo in other worlds gave her renewed energy.

After Su Mo finished issuing the divine domain decree and headed to the location of the Skywing race, Jibril flapped her wings and quickly followed.

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Below Avalon, more than a thousand Skywing girls lay sprawled on the ground.

For those with unusual fetishes, this may be the most abundant paradise for Lolis.

However, most people would feel uncomfortable seeing these Skywing race girls with their lifeless eyes and numb expressions.

Clearly, those were the eyes of someone who had lost their goals and direction, and was highly likely to perish.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that a minority of people might become even more excited.

Fortunately, apart from the Skywing race, only Su Mo was present.

Upon seeing Su Mo's figure, those dark eyes, which had been completely numb, sad, incredulous, and filled with self-destructive impulses, suddenly shone brightly.

However, this was not the awe-inspiring and reverent radiance of other races, but rather a rather ferocious one.

As if they were seeing their father's killer, the gazes of the Skywing girls could almost pierce through steel plates.

"Su Mo Da—the murderer of the Supreme God, what brings you here?"

The first to stand up, swaying unsteadily, was Azriel, the leader of the Skywing race.

Although she had changed her attitude towards Su Mo before and subconsciously acknowledged that he was qualified to be her master, all of that acknowledgment was nullified in the face of the hatred for her father's murder.

She gritted her teeth and barely managed to conjure a weapon in her hand.

This is an extremely fragile scythe that could crumble at any moment. It would be ineffective against not only the One God, but also ordinary gods, winged beings, or even forest elves.

Even so, she still pointed her weapon at Su Mo, revealing the determination of the Skywing race.

Before Su Mo could answer, Jibril, who had rushed over, saw her actions and immediately spoke up.

"Wait, Azriel! Don't misunderstand, our master isn't here to kill you—"

"Shut up, Jibril!"

Jibril was interrupted by Azriel in an extremely cold tone before she could finish speaking.

Forgetting even her usual verbal tic, she pointed the scythe at Jibril, a sarcastic smirk playing on her lips.

"I know what the One God has come here for, and I also know that the Supreme God entrusted us to the One God beforehand!"

"Then you return it?"

Jibril looked surprised.

She never expected that this silly senior who had always liked to stick to her would show such a cold attitude towards her.

Unexpectedly, Azriel, with her intelligence, was able to understand Altshu's previous arrangements and realize that they had been entrusted to Su Mo.

But if the other party understands these things, then they shouldn't have this attitude!

Despite Jibril's confusion, Azriel remained cold.

"Even if it is the will of the supreme god, they cannot submit to the murderer who killed the creator god. As a servant, this is the most basic loyalty!"

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As she said this, she glared at Jibril with a look of disappointment and frustration.

"Little Ji, if you have even a shred of loyalty and admit that you are still a Skywing race, then come and stand behind me!"

"Even if the enemy is a single god, we, the Winged Race, should uphold our honor and never yield!"

As the most extreme immortal species, the Skywing race doesn't really care about life and death.

Inspired by Azriel's words, the more than one thousand Skywing creatures, who had previously lost the will to live, swayed and used up their last bit of strength to stand up, then all looked at Su Mo.

Azriel is right. Even if it means death, they will fight to the death on the path of revenge.

Becoming the sole god and thinking you can subdue them? That's a gross underestimation of them!

Even Jibril was shocked to see more than a thousand Skywing girls dying together.

After the initial shock, she looked up at Su Mo and, without hesitation, stuck close to him, choosing not to join the Skywing race's camp.

Seeing the utter disappointment in Azriel and the Winged Ones' eyes, Jibril spoke with self-righteousness.

"Their current master is Lord Su Mo, so even if they are loyal, it is only to serve Lord Su Mo."

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"Moreover, Lord Artes' death was the result of his own pursuit, while Lord Su Mo fulfilled Lord Artes' long-cherished wish. Even if he died, it should be a joyous occasion."

"Not to mention, there's an even more crucial point—have you all forgotten, Su Mo Da—"

"No need to say anything more, you traitor!"

Azriel couldn't stand Jibril's sophistry.

"Since you have made your choice, then each of you should accept your own fate. You are no longer a member of our Skywing race."

"Come, One God, you can kill us Skywing race, but you can never conquer us!"

In her final moments, Azriel finally revealed the qualities of a leader, appearing with the heroic spirit of a warrior sacrificing herself.

Faced with such a charismatic leader, the Skywing race would not complain even if it meant their deaths.

Faced with the serious and earnest Azriel, and the grim situation, Su Mo looked down and exchanged a glance with Jibril, both of them with somewhat strange expressions.

"Azriel, are you sure that no matter what happens, you will never submit to Lord Su Mo?"

Jibril countered with that question.

"I am certain! My loyalty and honor stand with those of us of the Skywing race!"

Azriel continues to shine.

Wow! That's amazing!

Jibril gave a flippant reply and clapped her hands.

Then, under the piercing gazes of all the Skywing race, she tilted her head and softly began the conversation that had been interrupted twice.

"So, have you all forgotten that Lord Su Mo can resurrect gods... even Lord Artesius?"

This is what Jibril has been wanting to say for a while.

Although the term "joyful death" sounds a bit unpleasant, Altshu hadn't been definitively declared dead and completely disappeared yet!

In Su Mo's presence, the boundary between life and death was truly not an insurmountable obstacle.

"???"

Upon hearing this, all the Skywing races were stunned, as if petrified, completely frozen in place.

Although these idiots had witnessed Su Mo resurrect Okan, they hadn't actually thought of this.

Seeing this, Jibril sighed and rubbed her forehead.

“If Azriel doesn’t remember, fine, but you all are the same.”

"Sigh... Suddenly I don't think being expelled from the Skywing race is so bad. You guys are all a bunch of idiots!" 8.

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Accompanied by Jibril's sigh, the Skywing girls did not feel humiliated; instead, their eyes lit up.

Azriel immediately put down her weapon and eagerly approached Su Mo.

"Lord Su Mo, do you mean you are willing to resurrect Lord Artesius?"

The other Skywing races immediately showed expectant eyes. Based on their understanding of Su Mo, he did not seem to have the habit of ruthlessly killing simple enemies.

Although saying this might be a bit of a belittling of his own creator, to Su Mo, Altshu was more of an obstacle than an enemy.

If even the blacksmith god Okan could be resurrected, Altshu should be able to as well, right?

Faced with that pleading look, Su Mo glanced at Jibril.

Jibril immediately understood and gave a soft hum.

"With Master's magnanimity, of course he wouldn't care about reviving Lord Artesius."

Upon hearing this, all the Skywing races became excited.

For created beings, the Creator is often the greatest meaning of their existence.

Before Azriel could cheer, Jibril crossed her arms and changed the subject.

“However, Azriel, your performance just now greatly displeased your master.”

Upon hearing this, Azri was immediately taken aback.

"I?"

"That's right!"

Jibril nodded, her tone menacing.

"Our master and Lord Al's '280' Special Challenge voluntarily agreed to the duel, and their defeat was a fair and square outcome. Yet you are still dissatisfied with this. Not only did you ignore Lord Al's final orders and fail to submit to Lord Su Mo, you even raised your weapons against him. Do you know that your actions not only violated Lord Al's orders but also betrayed Lord Su Mo's goodwill—"

As she spoke, she stepped forward and concluded.

"Azriel, you are disloyal!"

"Huh? Is this considered disloyalty, meow?"

Azriel, who wasn't very bright to begin with, was immediately frightened. She not only withdrew from her previous imposing posture but also turned into her usual fool.

"Although I feel like something's not right, I just can't seem to refute it, meow!"

Seeing her confused expression, Jibril smiled slightly.