Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

Jibril's wings suddenly turned, and the direction of her whole body changed immediately, from horizontal flight to take off straight up, and then hovered in the air.

The attack that had been entangled in the rear also stopped.

"What, Flügel, you're not going to run away anymore?"

The sound was like muffled thunder.

The huge figure is hidden in the clouds.

Terrifying majesty and pressure spread instantly.

Aaron Lev stared with his orange-yellow pupils at the figure that, in his eyes, was no different in size from an insect.

"No, that's enough."

"This distance is more than enough."

Jibril smiled.

When she was created, Artosh gave her not only extremely high growth combat power.

She is also good at keeping a clear mind.

Cut off the head of "Yanlong King".

This is also an extremely difficult challenge for her.

Even the possibility of her death is greater than the possibility of her victory.

If that was the case, it would be even less likely for her to go into direct battle with the "Yan Dragon King" in a place like the Dragon Cave.

Do you really think the power of the dragon spirit is a joke?

Even if it was an ordinary Dragon Spirit, it would require at least 100 Skywings to work together to kill it.

What she is about to face is the strongest combat force of the Dragon Spirit species today.

So she wanted to lure away the "Yanlong King".

Completely separate it from other dragon spirits and create a one-on-one environment as much as possible.

"Since you don't plan to escape, let me make you disappear."

“‘Wings’!”

What on earth was the dragon saying? Jibril had no idea what it was saying.

However, the words woven in the "Dragon Spirit Language" made her and the surrounding space...

No, the view reflected in the dragon's eyes - everything in it turned into rubble and disappeared in an instant.

It is magical in itself

The dragon language that serves as a "command" to all things.

If ordered to "die", everything will die; if ordered to "shatter", everything will be completely shattered and return to the earth.

The fragment of power that created the world, the original language of the planet. Known by numerous names and legends such as "universal language" and "creative language", the only ones who truly understand the truth are probably the dragon spirits themselves.

“Ha…hahaha…ka…”

This is the force of some rules directly imposed on her.

Rely on your own instant judgment.

Gather all the elves in the Elf Corridor Source Current and the surrounding interference range for defense.

When everything around has disappeared.

Jibril managed to withstand the blow without suffering any serious injuries.

"I see... It's incredible... As expected of one of the three great dragon kings... It is indeed... completely different from the dragon spirits we hunted before."

Jibril tilted her head, her face full of disbelief.

The dragon spread its huge wings as if to cover the entire sky shrouded by the mortal world, and looked at Jibril with cold eyes.

"Now I'm asking you, Wings!"

"Are you now regretting your foolishness for challenging the arrogant dragon spirit race?"

Jibril's smile was completely distorted, and the way she tilted her head did not change at all.

"So communicating with a lizard's mind is still an unreasonable problem."

"I can't even smile bitterly at this ridiculous question, but since you dare to ask, I will answer it for the time being!"

The angel of death and blood opened his eyes wide.

"——Of course!"

In the storm created by the flapping of the dragon's wings, Jibril continued speaking.

"But for me, there is no objection to winning or losing."

——That’s right, what’s important is not victory or defeat, but only one thing.

"There is a strong man in front of me, and there is also a chance to kill him, so how can there be an option of 'missing it in vain'~"

This is what she desires.

It is the desire of all Flügel.

It is the nature and instinct engraved in their genes.

Because the God of War is their creator.

They live to fight and fight to the death.

"is that so!"

"I admire you very much, but the sin you committed is unforgivable."

The black dragon spread its wings and covered the sky.

It exudes an overwhelming presence that almost gives you the illusion of covering the entire world.

"The wings of the virtual god will turn to dust under my feet and accompany the spirit body forever!"

The declaration that came out of Aaron Reifer's mouth resounded through the sky, that obscure and difficult to understand dragon language.

The scorching and dazzling light burst out one after another.

"The glory of our compatriots must be washed with your blood."

"I, the Yanlong King, Aronleif, hereby grant you final annihilation."

The huge amount of energy released by Aaron Lever tore open the space, revealing the constantly vibrating spatial turbulence inside.

"Ah!"

The nerves are directly connected to the elven corridors in the sky, absorbing power from the endless river.

The irregular aperture above the head suddenly expanded.

The Flügel's greatest power - "Sky Strike"

It was condensing in Jibril's hands at the same time.

Chapter 4 k Jibril is confused

A rich tide of elven energy gathered in the sky.

——『Sky Strike』.

Transform everything that makes up itself into an elf corridor connecting nerves.

Then, all the huge number of elves drawn from the source flow of the Elf Corridor will be struck out.

This extremely violent use of power is synonymous with the Flügel, the only skill with a name.

Because this blow, delivered at a price, is truly worthy of the power that can bring down all things.

How could the Flügel species be able to kill the Phantasmagoria, the Dragon Spirit species, and even the Deus species, which were like gods to the lower races?

It is with this kind of first-hand skills that this is achieved.

Act in groups, adding to each other's power of Sky Strike.

And as an extra individual!

It is also a special individual specially created by Artosh.

Jibril possesses a power far beyond that of other Flügels, and the Sky Strike she condenses is also an extraordinary existence.

"Don't say meaningless and meaningless words."

Jibril smiled ferociously at the dragon.

"Come, let our souls collide with each other."

"——Fight. Fight to the death!"

Jibril's mouth curled up, and it was hard to tell whether she was crazy, confused or angry.

The power is constantly being infused.

It is impossible to kill with one strike, and an attack that penetrates the defense is simply impossible and should not be allowed to be called a natural strike.

The gap between himself and the dragon spirit in front of him is like the difference between heaven and earth.

Jibril knew this matter very well.

One is the Dragon King who has lived for who knows how long, and the essence of his power has long been beyond counting.

One is a creature that was born not long ago. Even though it is a special individual, it is still in the growth stage. It cannot even beat its own perverted elder sister in a one-on-one fight. It is a larval Skywing species.

and so!

She must put all her strength into it.

But who knows.

"Crush it!"

However, Long Zai Tian had already spoken before he could strike.

Aaron Lev simply flapped his wings and spoke lightly in the dragon language.

"------ha?"

Jibril instinctively withdrew her attack and released the energy of the air strike with all her strength, just to resist the "command" in the Dragon Spirit language that could not be more ordinary.

Absolute power swept through, the particles that made up everything disintegrated, and everything gradually lost its meaning.

Very normal phenomenon.

Jibril has not yet fully grown up.

She has not yet had the experience of fighting with Lakinlev's dragon like in the original book.

There is no way to use time and space transfer to cross time and space when facing the dragon spirit.

Put your own speed above the dragon language of the dragon spirit species.

"Disappear, Wing!"

The beam of light spewed out of Aaron Lefer's mouth expanded to dozens of times after flying for 0.1 second. The thick light axis penetrated the space and entered the void.

In one thousandth of a second.

In the desperate situation of life, Jibril burst out with her potential as an extra individual.

A hole that opened up naturally.

Jibril relied on her instinct and went straight in.

“Ha…haah…!”

The feeling of dizziness kept rolling in her mind, and Jibril, who looked a little embarrassed, appeared right below the breath in the next moment.

The position is just offset not far from the previous position.

"Dragon Spirits actually have this kind of power! This is really dangerous."

Aaron Lev showed a hint of surprise at Jibril's narrow escape.