Zongman: I can do whatever I want after gaining the ability of hypnosis

The interior is a space independent of the Disboard world and filled with non-real objects. The entire space floats in the air, with a large number of cubes stacked in a complex and chaotic manner as "landing points". There is no ground in the traditional sense.

The traditional way of moving is no longer applicable here, but is more suitable for the use of the Flügel's flying and space transfer abilities.

"Is that a dragon's head? Jibril, did you kill it?"

Si Yu followed Jibril and soon found the huge fantasy species flying in the air.

To be honest, he couldn't see any place where people could live here. The only thing he saw in the most conspicuous place was a dragon head decorated with ribbons.

"Well, this is the head of a dragon spirit that I killed alone."

Jibril floated beside Si Yu, looking at the huge dragon head, and said with some nostalgia: "I remember that this was decorated here by Azriel, saying that it was a battle record worthy of being recorded in history..."

Jibril looked completely disgusted when she talked about Azrael, as if she was talking about someone she hated.

It was unknown whether it was because Azrael approved the Flügel's "Book Sharing Act" or because she disliked Azrael.

but.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

"Saying something like that is too hurtful, meow, Jip-chan~"

A Flügel girl with medium-length sea green hair that gradually changed from yellow to orange at the ends, blue pupils, and an exposed abdomen like Jibril, wearing a long skirt.

Azriel, whom Jibril had mentioned, arrived in front of her through space teleportation.

Although her tone was still smiling and she even used a cute "meow" at the end of the sentence, her eyes were looking at Si Yu as if he was looking at an animal or dust.

“You are Azrael…?”

Jibril tilted her head and looked at the girl in front of her, feeling a little confused, and then suddenly realized.

“By the way, 6000 years ago, Artosh-sama was still alive, and you hadn’t synchronized your thoughts with Avant Heim, so your eyes were still blue. I almost forgot.”

"Gip-chan? What are you talking about, meow? Even Gip-chan can't make such a joke, meow."

Azrael, as the first Flügel created by the God of War Artosh, is also very smart, but her intelligence is limited to her cognition.

In other words, she was unable to understand and accept the concept of time travel as quickly as Jibril.

Because her master Artosh couldn't do it.

"Are you kidding? Forget it. I know you won't get smarter even after 6000 years. It's a waste of time..."

Jibril looked up at the top of Avant Heim and shook her head. She didn’t want to explain to Azrael because she probably wouldn’t understand.

But she still felt a little upset!

“But Azriel! One day in the future! You must never mention that useless Book Sharing Law again! You must remember this!”

Jibril left Avant Heim because she couldn't stand sharing her books with others. This point must be emphasized!

Unfortunately, Azriel didn't understand anything and her head was full of question marks.

"Gee-chan? You look so weird today, meow... and who is this bug next to you, meow?"

"insect……"

Jibril smiled awkwardly and looked at Si Yu cautiously, but found that Si Yu had no intention of answering and just looked at her.

This kind of atmosphere, combined with the previous situation, it was not difficult for Jibril to conclude that Si Yu was waiting for her to express her opinion.

On one side is the creator of the Flügel race, the natural master of everything in their hearts; on the other side is the one who was recognized as the master after failing the game, and now has no constraints, so he is the subsequent master.

The dead Creator was now in front of him, and Artosh was at the top of Avant Heim. Should he show his loyalty? Or should he distance himself from the matter?

"Even though you wouldn't understand even if I told you, but..."

Jibril certainly wanted to serve Artosh again, but she still looked at Si Yu helplessly and reached out to hug Si Yu's arm.

"This is my master. Although the process is quite special, Jibril will only have one master in the future~"

“Eh…? Huh?!!!” Azriel’s eyes widened upon hearing that.

Even if she couldn't understand it, she could understand it by looking at Jibril's actions.

“Jibril, are you kidding meow?” Azrael couldn’t understand and flew over to pull Jibril away. “Our master is only Artosh-sama. What’s wrong with you?”

After saying this, Azriel looked at Si Yu with a dangerous look again.

"It seems that this bug has something special, but no matter what you are going to do, it ends here..."

"Azriel, I'm here to see Lord Artosh." Jibril interrupted Azriel and hugged Si Yu's arm again.

Of course, seeing that Artosh was Si Yu's idea, she was just following orders and bringing it up.

No more~

This feeling is so strange, my heart is pounding!

Although she knew that Artosh-sama was at the top of Avant Heim and that the Old Deus’s perception would definitely allow him to see this scene, she still hugged her new master tightly and obediently carried out his orders.

I feel like something strange is about to awaken.

Just when Jibril was in self-confusion and Azriel was in confusion.

The entry of a key figure broke the deadlock.

“Azrael! You are here…”

A voice came that was exactly the same as Jibril's voice, without any change.

Then, it was like looking in a mirror.

A Flügel with the same appearance, demeanor, and body shape as Jibril appeared... or rather, they were the same person, just in a different time.

Si Yu's expression instantly lit up.

Jibril, two!

"Who are you?!"

In the past, Jibril had not been baptized by the covenant, and as a "weapon", her personality was more "violent".

Especially when you suddenly see another self, and that "self" is hugging a strange man.

“Eh? Two Gipp-chans? Double the happiness, meow?” Azriel was a little dizzy.

"I am Jibril, don't you know that?"

Mirai Ji looked at her past self with a smile on her face, sizing her up with curiosity and speaking in a teasing tone.

This feeling is so novel.

I can totally predict how I will react.

"Oh? An imposter has appeared? Are these boring days finally a little more fun?"

In the past, Ji's eyes turned slightly cold, he stretched out his arm to the right, condensed a huge sickle made of dark magic power, and said contemptuously.

“It seems that the situation Artosh-sama is talking about is you, so let me have some fun~”

"May I?"

Wei Lai Ji first looked at Si Yu, and when he saw him nod, he let go of his hand and also used magic to summon a huge sickle.

"Then come on, the opportunity to truly face yourself is rare~"

Chapter 383 After the Sky Strike, She Became a Lolita

"boom!!!"

Battles during the God Wars always seemed to involve a lot of destruction and explosions.

The ominous purple-black magic power collided in the air, bursting out with dazzling light, and the scorching magic bullets bombarded the earth, causing the mountains to collapse and the rivers to flow backwards.

No one was watching because they couldn't see the speed of the two fighting parties.

He also understood that the purple-black magic power was the symbol of the Flügel race, and was afraid of being affected.

As the battle line was extended, the demons, beastmen, gnomes, elves, etc. hiding on the ground all suffered inadvertently.

"This is a completely unreasonable era. Strength is respected, and those who lag behind will only be beaten."

Above the gray and foggy sky, there was an unusually conspicuous white cloud. Si Yu, who was sitting on the white cloud, followed the battle between the two Jibrils and made a summary.

"Getting beaten meow? Who would waste time beating up some bugs that can't even be an eyesore meow?"

Azriel floated in the air, staring at Si Yu without blinking, as if trying to find some flaw in him.

I lost the fight, meow...

After Gip-chan went out to fight, he clearly wanted to strangle the strange bug to death.

However, he lost the fight right after it started, and even his Heavenly Strike was swallowed by something unknown, and he was easily tied up by the opponent.

I tickled the soles of my feet with a feather for more than ten minutes, meow!

This is a shame meow!

"But in the end, those affected by the war will still hate you destroyers, right?"

Si Yu ignored Azriel's gnashing of teeth and casually reached out and lit it, forming energy shields in the distance.

Blessing the majority of people affected.

Be a savior.

"If they were this weak, we wouldn't want to bother with them, meow. It's obviously the fault of those guys who couldn't even withstand the aftermath of Gip-chan's fight, meow!"

Azriel appears to be pure and foolish, and always meows cutely, but in fact she has a cruel personality.

Rather, this is the Flügel.

The name is Angel, but what it symbolizes is death and killing.

"Maybe..." Si Yu didn't quite agree with this meaningless destruction, "But bugs can also control the world's situation. At that time, your idea will be overturned."

“What?” Azriel laughed sarcastically. It’s not like she didn’t understand. “A bug is always a bug. Even if you pick up a knife, you’re still just a caterpillar.”

She was just mocking Si Yu's thoughts.

Under the heaven's attack, all beings are equal.

Her sister (self-proclaimed) Jibril once launched a sky strike on the capital of the elves. The defensive magic launched by more than 3,000 elf casters connected to the Elf Corridor was unable to stop the attack. The sky strike directly caused the entire capital to be severely destroyed.

Although Azrael was not as good as Jibril, as the first Flügel created, it was not impossible for her to do such a thing.

Not to mention, every one of them, the Flügel, can use Sky Strike.

"If you don't believe me, do you want to make a bet with me?"

Si Yu turned to look at Azriel, "When those tiny bugs in your eyes gather together, the Flügel will not be immune either."

“Hehe meow, what do you want to bet on?” Azriel certainly didn’t believe it.

"I'm betting on you and your future." Si Yu already had a plan in mind.

The God of War Artosh will die sooner or later. Once Artosh dies, Azrael will become the leader of the Flügel race and also represent the Flügel race.

“You have a big appetite, aren’t you afraid of bursting your stomach?” Azriel narrowed her eyes. “What price can you pay?”

"If you can't do it, I'll leave it to you." Si Yu answered seriously.

As long as there is no clear refusal, it means that the other party is already willing to agree, and the rest depends on the chips.

“Including Jip-chan?” Azriel drooled, just like Jibril.

"Of course, and I'm not worried about you not following the rules because I have the power to enforce them."

“…Tsk, deal!”

The Flügel race had absolute confidence in themselves and absolute arrogance towards other races, and no one was an exception.

……

……

"If you've had enough, then let's end it!"

After being suppressed for a thousand years, Jibril was beating herself to her heart's content when suddenly Si Yu's voice came into her head.

He was distracted and was punched in the chest by himself, and was knocked flying, rolling on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Woo——!!"