Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

After all, this divine species not only doesn't have any bad intentions.

It is also the most ancient species of gods, and its strength is unfathomable.

He's a very good fighter.

Therefore, even if Hanlou herself does not show up, Vitan is prepared to take time to go to the Elf Corridor to stimulate her essence and allow her to be born early.

It can only be said that everything is such a perfect coincidence.

However, the prerequisite for all this is that Vitan must now satisfy her questions.

"Let me repeat the question I asked just now. Can you really answer my question?"

The God of Doubt, Houlou tilted his head as he sat there to confirm.

“It will be the vast majority.”

"Although it may be mixed with some of my subjective thoughts, I will try my best to give you an explanation that you can agree with."

It’s not a catch-all answer.

This is the result of some of the things Vitan collected. After all, it would be too fake to say that he can give a comprehensive answer.

And it would be a waste of time to answer all of them.

The sail tower has a high value, but this value is not that high for Vitan.

“Acceptable!”

Fanlou agreed readily.

Then she took her small steps and came to Vitan's side, with part of her body suspended in the air, parallel to Vitan.

"You, the divine seed of the essence of life, I wish to form a relationship of mutual argument and solution with you."

"My name is Vitan, and I am not a spirit of life."

"Ugh--"

……

The other side of the battlefield.

That is exactly what was said just now. It did not take Vitan too long to absorb Cainas's spiritual power.

But this time obviously won't be over in just one or two hours.

Now, five full days have passed.

During these five days, the melee between the Elves, Elves, Giants, Demons, Mythical Beasts, and Demon Kings continued.

At the beginning, the Elves and the Fairies were able to maintain a fairly good balance on the battlefield.

But with the addition of a new demon king, the mutated fantasy species.

The balance that was maintained gradually began to show signs of being out of control.

Therefore, the high-end Black Rabbit entered the battlefield directly.

It was delayed, or in other words, he acted like a devil.

Likewise, Jibril, who had been itching to do something, also invaded the battlefield.

Started his hunting journey.

"Space locked - airtightness achieved -"

Jibril murmured softly, as if to herself.

"Sky Strike" is a violent move that pulls out and restrains the huge flow of spirits into one line, and then pours it out.

But since it is a constraint, "waste" will inevitably occur.

This was Jibril's idea.

The flickering black light in her hand disappeared.

If you can't solve the problem of elf waste, then maximize the characteristics of elf waste.

In a confined space, let the power of "Sky Strike" run wild!

There is nothing redundant, everything dances in the destructive effect, and then converges after "explosion".

Its name is——

"——「Decisive Strike」!"

It's like the first ray of sunshine at the beginning of creation.

The pitch-black sphere engulfed the demon king in front of him, and then spread out - spreading with the black sphere as the center.

This is a scene of void explosion that cannot be described in words.

Everything around was completely swallowed up.

The dense forest disappeared.

The mountains disappeared.

The peaceful lake disappeared.

What replaced it was a bottomless pit.

The Flügel, the "Special Individual" Jibril, stumbled forward at the bottom of this hot pit.

The consumption of "Ultimate Strike" is more serious than that of "Air Strike". Not only did Jibril turn into a little girl, she couldn't even flap her wings and fly. She could only walk on the ground with her feet like a weak lower species.

“Huhu, this guy is definitely dead this time.”

"I have killed one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Demonic species alone. I think even Artosh-sama will be shocked to see me now."

I randomly found a stone at the edge of a pit.

Jibril looked at the scene in front of her, a different light flashing in her rainbow eyes.

Talk about it.

Her original purpose of coming out this time was to find a valuable prey to hunt.

As a result, all the wrong things happened, leading to her current situation.

But he didn't expect that, on the contrary, he killed one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the demon species and achieved his own goal.

Just as Jibril was thinking this.

A voice of surprise rang directly in her ears.

“Little Jijijijijijiji! I finally found you, meow. Do you know how much I missed you during this period? You’ve been away for such a long time, you must have missed me too, right? But don’t worry, your most beloved Azrael-chan is here, meow!”

Azriel, the Flügel's full-powered representative and a perverted sister-con who has a mysterious obsession with Jibril, has arrived.

Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Jibril could still hear her screams.

That comes from the joy in the heart.

But Jibril's was really a clear sign of disdain.

If she wasn't so exhausted, she would have escaped long ago.

"It's just as disgusting as always."

Although Jibril disliked her to death, this guy was unusually enthusiastic.

"I missed you so much meow!"

Azriel turned into a beam of light and rushed straight towards Jibril.

however.

What greeted her was not a warm hug, but a solid punch that contained all of Jibril's remaining strength.

“Pooh!”

After Azriel’s face came into close contact with Jibril’s fist, the former was sent flying backwards at an extremely fast speed.

"Meow, why is that?"

"You don't know how hard it was for your sister to find you!"

Azriel, who was punched hard by Jibril, covered her red nose with a look of deep resentment.

"How many times have I told you! Don't come near me casually!"

"Why... why, meow?! I'm obviously your dearest sister."

Azriel said in disbelief.

"You are just my most respected senior. I have never considered you as my sister."

"Also, if possible, I'd prefer that you not appear within a 4,000-meter range around me."

Jibril pulled at her stiff face.

Just like she said, she had great respect for Jibril.

But this person is really not a decent person outside of combat, otherwise she wouldn't hate him so much.

The reason for respect is that Azrael has indeed sacrificed a lot for the Flügel.

"Oh! I missed you so much."

"By the way, we are about to start a war with the spirits, and all the sisters are being recalled now."

"Xiaoji, come back with me as soon as possible."

"You won't be able to participate in the upcoming battle in your current state."

Azriel could tell at a glance what Jibril's current condition was.

This is a common problem among all the Flügel species.

If a Flügel uses too much strength, their body will shrink to a certain extent due to the excessive output of spirits.

Once this output exceeds the threshold, it will be like a bottle being broken, and it will die completely.

"Go back? Sorry, I can't go back now."

Jibril waved her little hand, directly expressing her attitude.

“Ah? What are you talking about, meow? The war is about to begin. If you continue to act willfully now, Artosh-sama will be angry.”

"If Xiaoji still has any hunting targets that have not been completed, my sister can help."

"Hurry up and finish what you are doing and go back with your sister."

Azriel grabbed her hair with one hand and held Jibril's petite body tightly with the other.

"You think too much. To Artosh-sama, the Flügel are nothing more than war machines. One more or one less is not too much."

Jibril fiddled with her rainbow-colored nails, her amber eyes flickering.

"Besides, don't you want to know what the big pit here is about?"

"Why do I look like I've overused my strength now?"

Azriel’s brows were really furrowed this time.

No matter how rough she appeared to be, she had now more or less noticed something was wrong.

"I did this."

Jibril pointed at the huge pit not far away without any delay.

Then she slowly pointed her finger towards her face.

"The ones I just killed were the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demonic Species."

"I did it all by myself."

Azriel was completely stunned. She pursed her pink lips, her face first full of disbelief, and then quickly turned to ecstasy.

"Really, you did this?"

Jibril nodded slightly.

Azriel was ecstatic, and immediately hugged Jibril tightly, and the two small wings on her waist also opened directly and completely.

"Great, let's go back now."