Anime: It starts from picking up a goddess by mistake

"who!"

Hearing the sudden unfamiliar voice in her ears, Azrael immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

And, as she turned, she also prepared herself for battle.

When the owner of the voice appeared in front of him, Azrael, who was about to take action, was immediately stunned.

The body wrapped in golden armor aroused her memories.

As a Flügel who was very close to Jibril, Azriel naturally knew that Jibril suddenly fought outside and released Sky Strike and turned into a child.

And because Jibril has been looking depressed since she came back this time, Azriel had gone to take care of her before.

Therefore, she knew about the battle between Jibril and the woman wearing golden armor named Alfia.

However, it was different from Jibril who had personally experienced Alfia's strength.

Jibril thought that Alfia might still be alive.

But Azriel thought she was dead.

She didn't think anyone could survive a natural attack and escape without any flaws.

This was impossible in Azrael's eyes.

But now, the moment she saw Alfia, Azriel trusted Jibril's words a little bit.

She felt heavy pressure from her opponent.

The other party is not weaker than her in terms of strength.

Add to that the fact that she's dressed up and she's just as mysterious as Arthu's perceived enemy.

Azriel didn't think there could be two such women.

"Are you the Alfia Jibril talks about?"

Reaching out to stop the other Flügels around her who wanted to take action, Azrael asked seriously.

Considering Jibril's description of her strength, and how unscathed she looks now after escaping from Jibril's sky strike.

If it is confirmed that the opponent is Alfia, then Azrael has no intention of fighting the opponent.

Judging from Jibril's defensive capabilities, it would be difficult for them to determine the winner in a short period of time if they fought.

In this way, they may be restrained by the other party.

Normally, Azriel would not care about these things.

After all, Flügels are warlike.

But it's different now. Their master, Artesh, the God of War, is facing his own enemy.

As Artesiu's identified enemy, the opponent's strength is probably on par with Artesiu.

In times like this, as Artesh's weapon.

They must not leave this battlefield without authorization or be blocked by other things without authorization.

No matter how belligerent they are, in front of their master's important matters, other things are just passing by and there is no need to care.

"Oh, you can actually guess me?"

"Although I thought that Jibril would tell you about our battle, I didn't expect that I would be recognized right away."

"Sure enough, this golden armor is so eye-catching."

Glancing at her armor, Alfia couldn't help but sigh.

But even though this was the case, in Alfia's heart, there was no slightest distaste for the golden holy clothing on her body.

Some just love it.

"Is it really you!"

Hearing Alfia's response, Azriel's vigilance quickly increased to the highest level.

"Then I wonder what the purpose of your trip is?"

"It's just to prevent you from getting involved in this battle."

Alfia said easily.

"The eldest son of our family is particularly looking forward to this battle, so he doesn't want others to get involved in this battle and affect his interest."

"Is that so? Then our goals should be the same."

Azriel responded seriously.

"Similarly, our master also has endless expectations for this battle, and we don't want to see anyone else intervene in this battle."

"Really? It would be nice if we could reach a consensus."

Alfia nodded with satisfaction.

"Then let us quietly enjoy this battle here."

"That's how it should be."

Azrael also said with satisfaction.

After a calm but secretly intense look at each other, a massive battle began instantly.

In the blink of an eye, two terrifying auras spread across the entire planet.

All races in this world feel the heavy oppression at this moment as if the world will be destroyed.

Nothing could be more destructive than this.

And this is just the residual power.

At the edge of the battlefield, Alfia and the Flügels headed by Azrael felt their feelings more clearly.

Feeling such a breath, a sentence was born in their hearts.

This is war.

As for the protagonists of the war, Micah and Artesh, it took only a moment for them to reach the climax of the war.

The two have given it their all.

Used all his strength.

Facing Micah's light-speed punch, Artesh didn't care at all.

With his current state, the Light Speed ​​Fist can no longer bring Mika the bonus that is characteristic of the practice system.

As for divine speed, Artesh can keep up with it.

But his power was too much for Micah to bear.

Even though he was wearing divine clothing, Micah was still retreating in the face of Artesh's heavy punches.

Although Micah was not seriously injured under the protection of the divine clothes.

But he was completely suppressed by Arthu on the offensive.

Unlike Mika who constantly uses various golden fighting skills, the fighting style of the God of War Artosh is just a simple punch.

There is no magical law.

There is no dazzling special effect.

There are only those punches that combine all his strength, including his mind, body, spirit, and spirit.

As the strongest divine spirit, Artosh is the representative of the strongest.

He is not at the same level as other gods.

Each of his punches is his best punch.

Being hit by these "ordinary" punches, Mika was instantly in crisis.

Too strong!

Artosh is too strong.

Under his hands, Mika can't make a decent counterattack.

In terms of fighting style, Artosh simplifies the complex and takes the extreme force.

Mika learns from the strengths of others and takes the extreme skill.

However, on this road, Artosh obviously goes farther than Mika, incomparably far.

Thus, this terrifying suppression force was formed.

"No!"

Miga, who gradually turned from attack to defense in the constant confrontation, roared in his heart.

"It can't go on like this."

From the previous duel, Miga clearly felt that the god of war did not seem to have a weakened breath under the addition of his essence.

In other words, his state seemed to be constant at the peak.

This means that he, like Miga, has endless fighting power.

But in this way, Miga fell into a disadvantage.

With the state of the two of them, it is entirely possible to fight until the end of time between this attack and defense.

But Miga's spirit can't bear this span of time axis.

After all, he hasn't taken the last step to become a great life of eternal spirit.

So, he can't exhaust Artosh.

In this way, he can only rely on Athena's help in the end, like he did before against other gods, to win two against one.

But this is not what Miga wants.

Even if he can still take the last step, his heart can't accept it.

He must defeat the God of War Artosh himself.

"I must request a change!"