I, authentic, little sun

Azrael wiped the saliva left at the corner of her mouth with her hand, narrowed her strange eyes again, and asked in a coquettish tone with a little charm.

"My lord, what's your answer? I don't think you want to be an enemy of our Flügel?!"

"My answer..." There was a smile on the corner of Zhengzong's mouth, and his tone was very gentle. He said word by word: "Are you thinking about fart?!"

As soon as these words came out, Azrael's smile gradually disappeared, and the scene suddenly became solemn. The entire blood-colored sky seemed to be about to collapse.

Sink and the elves next to them could not help but tremble. Of the two, one uttered threatening words in the most coquettish tone, and the other taunted back in a gentle tone.

It was full of the smell of gunpowder smoke before it was really started, and it could be said to be blazing.

"Ah, are you serious, meow?" Azrael's expression turned cold.

Even though he has no dignity among the Flügel, he is regarded as an idiot by his peers, and he often speaks badly about him and calls him "that thing".

Even Artosh, the creator, admits that she is "unattractive and a douchebag".

But even so, as the No. [-] individual created on the basis of perfection, she has unparalleled combat power and incomparable ruthless will, and can even use her companions as shields in order to kill the gods.

It is conceivable that if Zhengzong still chooses to refuse, then Azrael will not care about the casualties of the Flügel and start a war against the gods in front of him.

"Ah……"

In this regard, Zhengzong, who felt the chilling atmosphere, just curled his lips and let out a sneer.

What a joke, you Flügel want me to give up my loot when you go to this stop, how can there be such a good thing

"It seems that the negotiation has failed..."

Seeing Zhengzong's refusal to return Jibril, Azrael sighed in an indifferent tone, and then, as if sending a signal, her wings trembled slightly, and a strange wave came out.

Immediately afterwards, a turbulent aura suddenly came from somewhere in the distance, and the strong air pressure even distorted the dark clouds in the sky, and the spirit skeletons in the air were also frozen by the biting cold killing intent.

In the wide field of vision, dots and dots of figures appeared, without any formation, flying towards here in a loose manner.

The distance of tens of thousands of kilometers was crossed in an instant.

There is a faint light shining around the waist, like wings woven by light, and the complex halo above the head, which directly shows the other party's racial identity.

There is no doubt that they are all Flügel, and there is no need to count them at all. Just by taking a quick look, it can be clearly determined that the number is definitely more than one hundred.

No, to be precise, there should be hundreds of them, and they are the strongest legion that truly has the power to kill gods.

The high-pitched sound of space distortion rang out, and the aftermath of the space transfer of the Flügel spread in the air, sweeping all the creatures in the entire area.

Then, just in a breath, hundreds of Flügel appeared, and the Flügel standing at the forefront of the line——Azrael glanced provocatively at Masamune below.

In an instant, overwhelming murderous intent swept towards Zhengzong and the others, making it difficult for Jibril in his arms and Sink behind him to breathe, and their faces immediately turned pale.

This is also a matter of course. Hundreds of beautiful angels that symbolize death are all staring at you with eyes like looking at novel prey. Thinking about it makes you feel uncomfortable, right?

After all, these angels are veritable weapons of war, and they are 'demons' in the eyes of all races.

Countless souls were buried under their hands, and every angel possesses a terrifying combat power.

What's even more frightening is that there are more than 300 Flügel mobilized collectively, accounting for almost eight tenths of the total number.

When the Flügel killed the gods, it was almost this amount...

Chapter 538 Please make me a woman

Facing a powerful army composed of hundreds of Flügel with the power to kill gods, Zhengzong didn't fluctuate in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Tsk tsk tsk, this waist, this leg, this big and white justice... Artosh understands it very well!

Unexpectedly, the god of war with thick eyebrows and big eyes is actually this kind of person...

"It feels a little bad!"

This terrifying sense of oppression made Jibril panic. Although she was tired of hearing the stories of her seniors bragging about killing gods, it was the first time she had actually seen such a situation.

The Flügel army, which was faintly connected with elves, and the apocalyptic killing atmosphere made Xiaoji, who was born last, finally understand what a "God Killing Weapon" is.

At this moment, even though she is very confident in the authentic master, she still inevitably has doubts.

Master... can he really defeat such a Flügel army?

Thinking of this, Jibril seemed to be expressing her attitude, intending to prevent the battle from happening.

"Azrael, you don't have to worry about me, because I have already served my new master Masamune-sama, and I won't go back."

"Meow meow?! Xiaoji, you must be under control to say that, don't worry, I will definitely rescue you back."

Unexpectedly, Azrael became even more angry when she heard this, and said angrily as if she understood something.

The other Flügel also stared murderously at this side as if they felt humiliated by their companion being controlled.

Feeling a sense of oppression that was stronger than before, the corners of Jibril's mouth twitched.

It's over, I seem to be self-defeating.

But Azrael, as the leader of the Flügel, didn't she have a brain when she went out this time?How does it look like I'm being controlled? !

However, how could Jibril think that Azrael's doting on her made her unwilling to believe the fact that her little cutie was kidnapped...

"So have you finished?" Zhengzong said a little speechlessly: "If you are not going to attack first, then I will go first."

This group of Flügel may be used to running rampant, and it seems that they never thought that the "hunted party" would take the lead in attacking.

But Zhengzong can't be bothered to get used to them, war, it doesn't matter whether he talks about martial arts or not.

After the words fell, Zhengzong had disappeared in place, appeared beside Azrael, and punched out.

There is no chanting, but Peiran's great strength Muran burst out from his body, and now he no longer needs to use those formulaic chanting as an introduction to use his power.

In an instant, the surrounding air was compressed and exploded, and Azrael's pupils shrank suddenly with a sense of crisis, and she stared straight at the rapidly enlarged fist in her sight.

At this critical moment, Azrael chose to obey her fighting instincts, and at the most critical moment, she used teleportation to avoid the attack.

However, although Azrael dodged, the Flügel behind her were not so lucky.

Even though they managed to deal with it reluctantly, the short time still prevented them from fully reacting.

The protective cover was directly blown away by this punch that almost distorted the space, and the whole body vomited blood and flew upside down, turning into a meteor and disappearing in the distance.

"Boom—boom—!!!"

Continuous explosions sounded, and the Flügel who were hit hard and flew out fell to the ground like meteors, leaving huge holes that were bottomless.

Not only that, only the Flügel who were only affected by the fist storm at the back barely flew out.

Although those who were directly attacked did not directly lose their lives, they were also seriously injured and temporarily lost their fighting ability.

"Meow, how is this possible?!" Azrael looked at this scene in disbelief.

With just one blow, several Flügel companions were defeated. The level of terror of this power was beyond her imagination!

Azrael looked at Zhengzong in shock, and her face became serious.

Reminiscent of the news from his companions staying at the Temple of War, Artosh suddenly laughed, as if he had an opponent who was looking forward to the battle...

A bad premonition suddenly surged in Azrael's heart—could this newborn Deity species in front of him grow enough to fight against our Lord? !

Thinking of this, Azrael became even more intent on killing Zhengzong, and she gave the safest order in a deep voice.

"Everyone spread out and form a formation to encircle and suppress the enemy!"

"understand!"

After receiving the order, all the Flügel acted in an orderly manner, encircling Zhengzong tightly.

Even those injured Flügel moved back, staring at him fiercely.

The wings of the Flügel fully unfolded, blooming with colorful colors.

The figures of hundreds of angels disappeared from sight in just an instant.

Faintly looking at the void that had returned to calm, the corners of Zhengzong's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a bit of playfulness on his calm face.

"interesting……"

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On the other side, Rick had to escape into a nearby small ruins in order to avoid being killed because of the faint battle scenes coming from the sky and the increasingly dense black ash.

"Master Deity said that he felt something interesting when he left... that must be the cause of the battle, right?"

Rick sighed helplessly. Although he really wanted to help the gods, as a weak human being, he couldn't do anything except hide here and wait.

Holding the hatred for his powerlessness, Rick walked towards the depths of the ruins a little dejectedly.

There is no way, loss is loss, life still has to live.

In case there are any missing materials in the ruins, it can help humans a little...

However, at this moment, Rick seemed to accidentally touch some mechanism by mistake, but fell into a cave...

"It hurts..."

When Rick shook his head and barely stopped the dizziness and opened his eyes, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Originally thinking that he was being crushed by the gravel, he saw a naked young girl straddling him.

Some mechanical parts of the opponent's body were exposed, which proved the opponent's race——Ex-Machina.

It is one of the most vicious races, but there is no problem, there should be no problem.

Rick ignored her, trying to pretend nothing happened, but the next moment, he was on the ground.

The surrounding black ash disappeared together with all the equipment, and he appeared to be crushed to the ground.

He didn't die, but the clothes on his upper body suddenly disappeared for some reason, and he was still crushed to the ground.

In this case, the Ex-Machinas looked at him and said, "Brother, I can't help it anymore, please make me a woman." 』

PS: I'm sorry, the update time is still fragmented, but it should be fine after the bear kids go back to school in a few days.

Also, I'm not going to accept the Ex-Machina species, after all, it's asexual... and even if it can be simulated, the database connection...

It's scary to think about it.

Chapter 539 Chapter 21 The Scary Things of the Flügel

Rick was dumbfounded.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

The doubts from the soul made him even suspect that this was a memory disorder.

After all, because he was knocked to the ground just now, it is very likely that he hit his head.

——"Ex-Machinas".

Even among the monsters related to the war, it is a very special race.

First of all, they are mechanical races, not even living creatures, they are linked together by a collection of "connectors".

That is to say, seeing one aircraft is equivalent to seeing the whole race, and being hostile to one aircraft is hostile to the entire race.

And the reason why they are considered extremely special is because of their combat actions.

It is said that they will analyze the attack on the end in less than a second, and immediately design an equivalent weapon.

Whether it is the magic of the elves, the spiritual equipment of the goblins, or even the breath of the dragons, they will all reproduce and fight back.

Because of this long war, their armament has continued to increase, so they are theoretically regarded as the most ferocious race that can be infinitely enhanced.

If it weren't for their very weak self-awareness, maybe they could also be classified as "life", that is, the upper race.

However, Ex-Machinas have another peculiarity.

That is - they "will not take the initiative".

Although it will retaliate when attacked, it seems that it will not be attacked as long as it is not hostile.

Therefore, it is recorded in the records of the goblins: "a dangerous race that cannot be touched".