Anime Crossover: Unparalleled Comprehension, Shocking the Star God

After Su Mo and Jibril left, the enormous dragon-serpent phantom that had been entwined in the Greek pantheon slowly tightened, eventually coiling around Mount Olympus, which served as the battlefield of the gods.

Like a giant dragon guarding its treasure, its black head is raised high into the sky, and the cold wind freezes time on Mount Olympus.

The battlefield of the gods, along with all the primordial deities, was completely sealed away. Finally, the enormous dragon-serpent symbolizing Gaia, the primordial earth mother goddess, slowly closed its eyes.

It seemed to have fallen into hibernation, or perhaps it was waiting for its owner to return and awaken it.

101 God of War Artoria's Actions

The game world is located on a plain only one thousand kilometers away from the headquarters of the Skywing race, Abant Heim.

A rare, solitary Skywing girl was pacing back and forth on the ground, seemingly waiting for something.

"Why isn't Xiao Ji back yet? Where did he go? Did he go to challenge some invincible opponent again and get bullied?"

Recalling Jibril's previous experiences of challenging dragon spirits, failing repeatedly, and even nearly dying, Azriel couldn't help but feel such worry.

"Waaaaah, Xiao Ji! My Xiao Ji! What if she gets captured by bad guys and kept as a pet, and then comes back pregnant, meow!"

"Wait a minute? Wouldn't Little Ji's child be Baby Ji? Little Ji is already so cute, Baby Ji will definitely be even cuter! Hehehe, thinking about it that way, it's not so bad. A Little Ji mother-daughter combo or something doesn't seem so unacceptable... Hehehe~~"

What started as normal anxiety eventually turned into a catharsis of utterly perverse sexual fetishes.

It was fortunate that no one dared to approach the Skywing race's line of sight, otherwise, anyone who heard these words would surely have been executed on the spot by Azriel.

After acting strangely for a while, Azriel shook her head and returned to normal.

Looking at the spot where Jibril had vanished into thin air, she tilted her head and pondered for a few seconds.

"So, where did Little Ji go, meow? The spells that the Forest Elves used to control other life forms have been eradicated by us. It's a bit of a shame, but things like hypnosis play shouldn't exist anymore, and even if they did, they wouldn't work on us Skywings. As long as we don't challenge the Dragon Elves, Little Ji should be fine, right?"

Thinking this through, and recalling Jibril's confident expression before she left, Azriel felt relieved.

"Little Ji is so smart, he'll definitely be fine, meow!"

"When Xiao Ji comes back, I'll take her with me to wipe out the forest elves and celebrate, meow!"

In this world, the advantage of superior races over inferior races is quite obvious.

For the Skywing race, even a mid-level combatant like the Forest Elf race in a major battle is nothing more than dust that can be easily brushed away.

For Azriel, wiping out the main force of the forest elves and going out for a spring outing are essentially the same thing.

However, what you might pick after a spring outing is willow branches, while what you'll get after sweeping away the forest spirits is their heads.

It's just this tiny difference.

In fact, Azriel waited less time than she had expected.

As a long-lived species, she was prepared to wait in the same place for two years.

Unexpectedly, just a few hours later, Jibril reappeared in front of her.

"Master, you can ask me anything you want to know. To be honest, despite my appearance, I am one of the most knowledgeable people among the Skywing race!"

The moment Azriel saw Jibril, she pounced on her.

"Waaaaah! I knew you'd be alright, Xiao Ji! Let your big sister check you out—"

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, Azriel's body was thrown back even faster than when she lunged forward, crashing directly into the ground and creating a deep trench.

"Azriel... are you out of your mind?"

Jibril stared speechlessly at this idiot.

Fortunately, she recognized the other party's identity in time and did not use her authority, but only used the most common attack methods of the Skywing race.

Otherwise, under the protection of the sword, even a casual, reflexive strike would have been enough to sever Azriel completely, preventing her from even healing.

"If you bump into someone, it's nothing serious, at most you'll get a beating. But if you bump into your owner, I'll really get serious!"

She warned him fiercely.

I was about to boast about my role, but Azriel interrupted me.

"What do you mean you'll just get a beating?! Little Ji, aren't you showing a little no respect for your older sister, meow!"

Azriel retorted instinctively in response to Jibril's insults.

"How dare you be so disrespectful! I'll never forgive you if I don't let my sister hug me for a day... Wait, what did you just say, meow? Who is this guy?"

Unharmed, she rolled over and got up from the ground.

Upon noticing the black-haired, black-eyed man behind Jibril, she realized what Jibril had called her earlier, and froze on the spot, completely petrified.

No way, did she hear me wrong?

Faced with this self-deceiving fantasy, Jibril introduced it with great pride.

"Don't address Lord Su Mo with such a disrespectful tone; he is my master—"

"I'll kill you, meow!"

Before he could finish his introduction, Azriel charged forward like lightning, conjuring a scythe of death in her hand and pointing it directly at Su Mo's chest.

My worst fears were confirmed: my beloved younger sister had become another man's pet.

With a blow born of hatred, Azriel showed no mercy.

however--

"boom!"

Ten meters away from Su Mo, Jibril instantly teleported above Azriel's head and ruthlessly slammed the Skywing leader's head into the ground.

The immense weight of the sword's blessing made it impossible for Azriel to break free. Her delicate face and head were slammed into the ground, creating a huge crater.

"Didn't I tell you? You're not allowed to lay a hand on your master!"

Seeing that the other party was still trying to struggle, Jibril was also very decisive and directly activated the predatory nature of the Sword's Blessing, absorbing all the elven power in Azriel's body into her own, completely depriving the other party of the power to resist.

"What's going on, meow?"

Azriel wanted to use Sky Strike, but before she could even make a move, she completely lost her strength.

She stared wide-eyed in astonishment at Jibril, who had so easily subdued her.

"They were instantly killed by... Xiao Ji?"

She couldn't believe it, yet she had no choice but to accept it.

As the original individual, the leader of the Skywing race, and the strongest among them, she possesses a technique capable of executing Skywing race members. The Skywing race members should not be her match, not even the formidable Jibril.

However, in that instant, she didn't even know what had happened before she was directly defeated by Jibril.

How can this be?

"How is this impossible?"

Seeing Azriel's face clearly showing her thoughts, Jibril smiled proudly.

"After receiving my master's blessing, I am no longer the Jibril I used to be. I am just a mere Azriel, whom I can suppress with a wave of my hand."

This is not a lie.

In this world, Jibril is probably no match for anyone except for the Dragon Kings of the God and Dragon Spirit races.

However, Azriel certainly cannot understand this right now.

She only understood that Jibril had become stronger and that Jibril had truly chosen a master.

So, even though she had no ability to resist, she still raised her neck like a salted fish turning over and looked at Jibril.

"Little Ji, you promised to only deal with lower-ranking races that aren't even as good as the Mechs, how did you end up as someone's pet, meow?"

"..."

Jibril rarely showed such an embarrassed expression.

She felt a little ashamed when she recalled the confident declaration she had made to Azriel before the battle.

"Who told Lord Su Mo to be so strong... I didn't even know I was this weak before this!"

After muttering a few words apologetically, she turned to look at Su Mo.

“Master, although I’m reluctant to admit it, this thing is indeed the leader of the Skywing race, and it might still be of some use…”

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"What do you mean 'this thing,' meow! Call me 'sister,' meow!"

Azriel immediately protested.

"Leave it! I wasn't planning on dealing with it anyway."

Seeing Jibril's unease, Su Mo casually said...

Despite Jibril's ruthless words and brutal actions, she didn't actually want to kill Azriel.

Upon hearing Su Mo's words, Azriel realized that she had just narrowly escaped death.

A cold sweat trickled down her back, but she felt no fear. On the contrary, her gaze toward Su Mo was stern.

"Do you know what you're doing, meow? How dare you abduct a Skywing race? Aren't you afraid of incurring the wrath of us, the supreme gods?"

Before this, no one had ever dared to abduct someone else's family member.

First, it's impossible; second, even if it were possible, it would incur the wrath of the gods, effectively adding another formidable enemy.

Especially when it comes to the God of War, Arthas, no one dares to do it.

The reason why so few gods perished during these ten thousand years was entirely because the God of War, Artes, stayed at home and no longer went out.

If he were to make a move, at least one god-level expert would perish.

After bringing up her victory over Altshu, Azriel glared at Jibril again.

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"And you, Xiao Ji! No matter how lenient the Supreme God is with you, no matter how much he allows you to overstep your bounds, it is not a reason for your betrayal!"

"You'd better tell the Supreme God you were forced, otherwise, even I can't save you, meow!"