Intruders of the Moon World

A young girl looked at the land covered by emerald green ash—skeletal remains.

Although the scenery is very monotonous, after all, it is something that has existed for an unknown time, and it does not even feel "bored".

The crimson sky and the dead land have completely become a matter of course in this world.

The girl is not sighing for the scenery, but for this boring life.

The gods compete for the throne of the only god, and lead their relatives to fight each other endlessly.

For this battle itself, the girl has no dissatisfaction.

As a "weapon" created by the great master - God of War, killing, destroying, and ravaging are the meaning of existence. Is there anything that can better reflect this than the never-ending war?

The reason why the girl was bored was that she didn't meet any prey that excited her today.

"Ah, don't you have a more cherished head?"

From the mouth of the girl who was as beautiful as an angel, sweet and cruel words were unconsciously uttered.

At this moment, a meteor streaked across the sky——

PS: There will be more updates later

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Sitting on a high observation platform, observing the world from her own point of view is a beautiful girl.

On the head is a light wheel that looks like a corona and a magic circle, slowly rotating, and gorgeous and slender wings stretch out from both sides of the waist.

She has an almost angelic posture and beauty, and the long hair that reflects the magical iridescent light further accentuates this impression.

The pouring strands of hair fluttered endlessly in the oncoming wind, like threads shaved from precious stones.

The amber eyes with cross patterns emerged in the pupils, looking at the distant horizon in ecstasy, staring at the dazzling meteors falling into the unknown realm.

Without much thought, the body moved spontaneously.

"Huh, Jibril? Are you going to attack?"

Asked her companion who saw her flapping her wings.

"No, it's not an attack."

She responded with a smile to her companion.

"It's hunting."

Before cutting off the enemy's head, you must first find a valuable enemy.

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[I killed a lot of elves and elves today, very happy, feeling great. 】

If this race has the habit of keeping a diary, most of them will record the activities of the next day in this format.

On a certain day, what kind of enemy was beheaded, and what rare head was obtained—this was the most common content in their conversations.

The girls, who looked as beautiful as angels, kept their faces unchanged and even relished recalling their bloody battle experience.

Either kill the enemy, or be killed by the enemy, a race that lives as a "weapon" and is also happy to indulge in the thrill of killing.

——This is the 【Flügel】.

One of the upper races capable of destroying the world, the strongest god - the family of the God of War.

"Yesterday, Sally-chan found a fairy enchantment. If I had known about it, I would have gone with her. In the end, all the interesting parts were monopolized by her."

"Although those little guys are very weak, they are very good at hiding and seeking. Their heads are much rarer than those of elves."

"Ah, don't you have any brains with a three-star rating or higher, what a waste~"

A rare green home in this world, blooming flowers and singing birds, with beautiful angels flying among them.

This scene can be called "Paradise".

This place is the phantom species floating in the atmosphere——the floating city on Avant Heim, and it is also the base camp of the [Flügel].

They are the wings of the God of War [Artosh], that is, the created dependents.

With the purpose of "killing the gods", it is endowed with physical performance beyond ordinary creatures, and even the "heart" is shaped on the basis of the frenzy of battle, it can be said to be a natural killer.

As a matter of course, they will gain pleasure and pleasure from the suppression and ravage of other races.

To rule all justice with violence, to base one's own happiness on the chaos of war, to spread the flames of war and death to the world—this is the essence of [Flügel].

Except for the great master Artoxiu, all species including gods are their hunting range.

In this world where gods rule everything, they are one of the very few races that truly possess the ability and record of "killing gods".

For such women, it is very common for them to leave their homes to go hunting in the ground world, and razed a few cities that don't look pleasing to the eye.

But today is a little different.

A Flügel didn't have a clear goal, but left the base camp in search of a meteor with an unknown core.

"Anyway, it's something like the wreckage of the space battleship of the group of gophers (goblins), right?

Although the complete fleet is quite challenging, if it is just a wreck, it is of no value.After all, goblin heads have no desire to be collected at all. "

The companion questioned the girl named "Jibril".

[Flügel] has the custom of collecting the most precious trophy—the head, as a symbol of honor.

Although they look beautiful and lovely, they don't talk about jewelry and dresses when they get together, but compare whose heads are more and rarer.

...well, all in all a bunch of twisted guys.

"Hmm...Should this feeling be considered a whim?" Jibril nodded her lips and thought for a while, "Although it may be meaningless."

As soon as these words came out, the girls of the Flügel no longer had any doubts, and all showed expressions of understanding that "it really is so".

Because Jibril is a very special member even among her fellow Flügel, it is not surprising even if she acts inexplicably.

After all, she is a [Fanwai individual].

Unlike the "perfect" them, the youngest Jibril is the only "imperfect" existence among the Flügel.

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"...almost."

The pitch-black blizzard raged in the sky, but when it was about to get close to Ye Qing, it would evaporate out of thin air.

Because of this, where he was sitting, there was no accumulated black ash within a few meters around him.

"Should it be said that it is a gift that can destroy a third of the world? This energy is really tricky."

It was as hot as a flame in purgatory, as if it would never go out.

Even if life force is used as a seal, it cannot be completely sealed, and it is only suppressed under the influence of the royal power [Praise of Life].

Now, sealed in Ye Qing's body, about half of the [Overlord's Light Wheel] has established an ingenious balance with his vitality.

Under Ye Qing's deliberate control, the recovery speed of the vitality has always been a little faster than the destruction speed of the "flame", constantly reducing and analyzing it steadily and tenaciously.

"[The final trial of mankind]... the inheritance that destroyed one-third of the world, is it some kind of super large-scale destructive weapon, or an over-prosperous civilization...

No, considering that Aziz Dakaha was once a tyrant and perhaps related to evil rulers..."

Just as Ye Qing was thinking about this, something extremely fast entered his perception.

No, it was not "entering", but "appearing", it appeared there without warning, and there was no trace of movement to be found.

"Space transfer?"

Ye Qing raised his head in surprise, and then saw a girl from the Wing Clan descending from the sky.

"Oh, what a strange combination. [Fantasy Species] and...huh?"

With long hair and amber eyes reflecting the magic spectrum, the girl floated in the air with a puzzled expression.

"Hello, it's presumptuous but can you tell me your race?"

Jibril looked down at Ye Qing, uttering cold words from her delicate lips.

"Otherwise, there will be some trouble in classifying heads."

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"Do you want my head?"

Ye Qing looked at the Flügel girl indifferently, showing a sneer.

"Why? If my memory is not wrong, I should have met you for the first time, and I have never had conflicts with your clansmen before. In other words, we are strangers and unrelated individuals. Why is this so? Why don't you ask me for the head in a dignified way?"

"Oh, it's really interesting what you say.

Although we (Flügel) don't need to carry out life activities like ordinary creatures.

But animals like [Beastmen], or parasites like [Sea Dwelling], all need food intake and reproduction behaviors, right?

Our obsession with heads is probably the same as theirs—instinct.

As the blade of our great lord, what's wrong with thirsting for blood and heads? "

Ordinary 【Flügel】would never talk to the opponent they were about to fight, and would only activate the annihilation spell without saying a word.

But Jibril is a little different, when she couldn't judge Ye Qing's specific race, she had already set the label of "special individual" on him.Talking with the other party can help Jibril judge his (head) specific value.

"...It's really evil." Ye Qing's eyes sank, "It seems that it can't be resolved peacefully."

Although they have obtained some information about the Flügel from the consciousness of the phantom species, knowing that the other party is the most warlike race, it is almost impossible to communicate in a normal way.

But when I saw it, I was still a little speechless by the shock of this distorted value.

"Creating a living body like yours, I can probably guess what kind of virtue that God of War would have."

Ye Qing curled his lips: "Anyway, it must be a war madman and an arrogant ghost."

"...What did you say?" Jibril's expression suddenly turned indifferent, "Maybe there is a problem with my auditory center. Did you mention the title of any adult just now?"