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"Ah, is it weird?"

As if to show off, the winged girl pulled the clothes on her chest slightly that day.

There, the dragon wing-like tattoo is printed on the collarbone.

"The master's favorite sword has once devoured the power of dragons and gods. As his younger generation, it would be too ridiculous if he could only use space transfer."

Get ready to explain your abilities.

Any way you look at it, it's all stupid behavior.

However, Altair understood.

The guy opposite is warning himself.

Yes.

She wants her own head.

However, I have been running away...

This makes her very dissatisfied.

If there is no accident, she expects to use all her abilities.

In this way, one's "rarity" will be upper body.

As for whether he will be killed by his furious self, it is probably not within the scope of his cognition at all.

Weapons will eventually be broken.

Every Flügel understands this, and has the consciousness of being beheaded by the enemy.

strength...

It seems that I can't save it.

Looking at the angel who was undoubtedly warning him, Altair's face was very gloomy.

If it doesn't move, it's true.

She simply can't survive when the United States throws out nuclear weapons.

and so--

Do you want to liberate everything?

Murderous intent surged in the girl's eyes.

"Here, killing is prohibited."

Very abrupt.

A male voice suddenly sounded.

who? !

Almost instantly.

Altair and Jibril, who were about to recognize the enemy, looked at the source of the voice.

That is a dragon.

one head.

A giant dragon with a muddy color.

Huge wings.

Terrifying figure.

Accompanying it, the sky all day turned into thunderclouds in an instant...

Endless storm, rolled up.

That is...

Storm Chicken?

Altair's expression was a little startled.

Storm Chicken.

It's not actually chicken.

It's a dragon.

He was even honored as the Storm King.

However, its appearance is really hard to make people feel intimidated.

The wings that cover the sky and the earth are full of feathers.

The neck is very long.

The head is small.

Although it is the dragon king representing the storm, its appearance really makes it difficult to feel intimidated.

but--

the guy on its back...

Altair's expression froze.

The unknown king.

God of the sun, master of thunder and time.

That is the god of war comparable to the holders of the four king souls.

The level of bravery...

"That's it."

Above the dragon's head, a giant-like man with a cold voice.

"Senseless killing."

The god of war abhors pointless strife.

This is also Lu Li's cognition.

He doesn't like war.

Although, his ability may make the evil god feel evil.

However, it is undeniable that in a sense, he is actually measured by order.

Well, just follow your own order.

That scene also made Altaire heave a sigh of relief.

Now that there is an unknown king in front, she can save some effort.

so...

Withdraw first.

No manners.

The princess in military uniform chose to retreat.

In this regard, the existence on the dragon's back did not stop it.

He really needs this guy, to help get some villains out.

There are plenty of opportunities for things like reckoning.

"Ah... meaningless?"

The angel girl looked at the boy in front of her.

For some reason, there was a little kindness.

as if.

Where had she seen him before.

but...

That momentary illusion was not enough to stop her.

because--

The guy on the opposite side really smells like a god.

Altair is a once-in-a-lifetime special individual.

However, an existence with the breath of God, his head is also worth harvesting.

land of the gods...

What a place.

There are beautiful heads everywhere.

She laughed.

That smile was so beautiful, like a flower.

It's just that the species of that flower is probably the other side flower.

Bloody, dangerous, and full of crisis.

"Are you denying the existence of our family?"

Almost instantly, Jibril had already entered a fighting state.

Since the opposite side regards itself as a guardian.

Then.

He is a disruptor of order.

In the killing game, one person must lose his head.

Didn't wait for a reply from the other side at all.