"Revealing the star cup actually only needs to run through this planet. If I want, I can do it anytime."

Lazily looking at the desolate surroundings unintentionally, Ye Fu didn't care who would hear the answer.

Let alone penetrating the planet, it will stump a lot of people. Even if someone can do it, it may not be this person.

Before the strongest is determined, the ownership of the Star Cup is actually still a mystery, and the Yefu alone is worthy of anyone in terms of force value.

The Flügel God of War is the only one he can look up to. He has the concept that the stronger the opponent, the stronger he is, and war, hatred, and fighting spirit also make him stronger and stronger.

Just based on this war that lasted for an unknown period of time, no one knows the power of the God of War's boost.

The existence of the God of War is basically incomprehensible to ordinary people, but Ye Fu has no fear at all.

Whether it is his own golden finger that is one foot taller, or the God of War's own concept magic height, the result will not be known for too long.

Ye Fu was looking forward to the scene at that time.

"The boss is mighty!"

"I believe that no one can stop the boss who has the ultimate power!"

Hearing the absolute confidence in Ye Fu's words, Nuo Siwa, who didn't know what to make up in his head, had little stars in his eyes.

"Wait! What is that final power?"

Ye Fu looked down at Nuo Siwa, his eyes half-closed.

"Destroy the world, give despair, all things die, this is the end."

"As the final dragon, it's okay for the power in your body to be called final power, boss."

Nuo Siwa shook the lollipop in his hand, with an uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

"No, no, Nuo Siwa, we don't do this."

"And don't mention this title again."

Ye Fu said dumbfoundedly, he really didn't care about that ghost end Yanlong, but it's a pity that Nuo Siwa didn't seem to think so.

"Oh! What a pity for you, boss!"

"If it doesn't meet your wishes, I can think of other names, and you must be satisfied."

With a bit of regret, Nuo Siwa said without giving up, and gradually approached her body.

In Nuo Siwa's opinion, it is undoubtedly inappropriate for Ye Fu to refuse. As a younger brother, if she can help, she will definitely not postpone it.

Even though in the past Ye Fu would deliberately report a specific title on some occasions, it was always necessary.

The name Nuo Siwa gave himself may not be obvious to the ears of those extraordinary beings, but Ye Fu is still normal in most cases.

Ye Fu didn't care about names such as Final Dragon, Ultimate Weapon, and Unbeaten Legend. When he didn't see him introduce himself, he just gave his real name.

"It's really not necessary."

"Keep a low profile! Keep a low profile!"

Ye Fu put one hand on Nuo Siwa's head to prevent her from getting too excited, and said with a slight twitch in the corner of his eyes.

Maybe he shouldn't let Nuo Siwa become a loli, this age is just close to the second stage of middle school, maybe it would be better to become Yujie.

"I want what I want!"

"Boss, what do you think of [Final Incarnation]?"

"Or [the end of things and things] is not bad, right?"

Nuo Siwa's enthusiasm remained undiminished, and it seemed that she had been turned on some strange switch about the question of address.

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The huge floating island named Abant Heim floats high in the sky. Although it looks like a floating island, it is actually a member of the fantasy species.

They are the race closest to the planet. They have no definite shape, but they have extremely high elf aptitude, and can be classified as beings with will, but their unconsciousness is not very high.

This is the place where the Flügel and God of War live, and it can also be regarded as the base camp. Cities and palaces are built on the island.

"A lot of things have happened recently, meow."

Adding a special oral habit to the last words, Azrael, the number one individual Flügel, stayed in a strange space, with her legs crossed together in socks of different lengths, and she was floating in mid-air.

Emerald-colored hair, with blue and gold eyes of different colors, a pair of wings appearing from the waist that seem to be woven by light, and a gorgeous and complex halo on the top of the head.

The clothing consists of a sleeveless top, a fat pair with ribbons and pendants, and asymmetrical socks. A lot of skin is exposed, which looks a bit astringent.

"The forest god of the elf species was killed, and the lord who hadn't left the throne for some time was alarmed, covering the sky with a suspected dragon of the dragon species."

"None of these things can be ignored."

Raphael, who was born in the same batch as Azrael, was sitting on a floating block, with his fingers lowered and his clean chin lowered, only one eye was left with a thoughtful expression.

Although they are both Flügel, her situation is somewhat different. Apart from losing one eye, the halo above her head is broken, and even one of the wings around her waist is broken.

Because in the battle of killing gods, Azrael used Raphael as a shield, and used all-out sky strikes to penetrate her and the opponent at the time, causing the latter to suffer irreparable injuries.

Although the Flügel looks like angels in people's impressions, and they are also cute or beautiful girls, they are all human-shaped god-killing weapons, warlike and bloodthirsty by nature, and there is no mercy in their hands.

They are interested in taking the heads of their enemies. The rarer the head, the more respected they will be, and they often go hunting in groups to hunt higher-ranking races.

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