I Have Too Many Wings

Hearing these words, Azrael gasped.

"how is this possible!"

She frowned and responded:

"No one on this earth can compete with my lord."

"The strongest without a challenger... what's the point of that?"

Artesio's tone was low.

He seemed to be responding to Azrael, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

I saw his expression changed, he withdrew his smile, and looked down at the lower realm with calm eyes - the mutation happened at this time.

The space behind Azrael distorted.

In the blink of an eye, four figures appeared in the hall of the jade seat.

Feeling the movement, Azrael turned her head and stared at this scene in astonishment, her head a little unable to turn her head.

Someone... dare to teleport directly to Lord Artesu?

"Oh? Are you here, my challenger?"

When the god of war saw this scene, he burst out laughing.

Rough laughter echoed throughout Abant Heim, causing countless Flügels to look in the direction of the Hall of Jade Thrones.

"The enemy is attacking! All Flügels obey my orders and attack!"

Azrael reacted instantly, and issued an order through the Flügel's magical communication.

On the other side, Rorschach said to Kurumi next to him:

"You can start video chat."

"Hmm." Kuangsan took out his phone and tapped a few times.

At this time, a torrent of light swept towards the four of them.

With a high heat that makes the atmosphere scorching hot.

Rorschach took a step forward and took the attack with a face.

After the light dissipated, he was safe and sound.

Azrael's eyes were cold when she saw this scene:

"You bugs, the dust on the ground, dare to provoke the great Lord, I really don't know how high the sky is!"

Rorschach glanced at her and said lightly:

"Longing is the feeling farthest from understanding."

"What did you say..."

"Go ahead."

Rorschach ignored Azrael.

After seeing the projections of the group members appearing continuously, he gave the attack signal.

Suddenly, Saitama slightly bent his knees and jumped forward, appearing in front of Art Slim as if teleporting.

The sound of breaking the air spread only after his movements were completed.

The atmosphere is drawn into a vacuum trail.

"My lord!" Azrael looked at Saitama angrily.

Just as she was about to make a move, she suddenly felt a sense of turmoil.

It was Rorschach who entangled the mass of the continent and stomped down later.

This quality will only show its power when he wants to attack.

Boom!

With a huge roar, the Hall of the Jade Throne was centered on Rorschach's feet, and was instantly torn apart.

Under the unparalleled sense of pressure, the entire Abant Heim began to tremble and tilt.

The atmosphere rolled.

The earth-shaking momentum covered the surrounding area of ​​dozens of kilometers.

Strong winds swirled and swirled high in the sky, blowing clouds away.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

All the Flügels, including Azrael, concentrated their strength and began to resist the great storm, losing the opportunity to attack Saitama at the first time.

At the same time, the gods of war Arto and Saitama met their gazes.

"Let's report your name." Artosh said lightly.

"Saiyu."