What you want, killing and taking it is no different from receiving a gift.

This is the famous saying circulated in the Flügel species, it can be seen that the three outlooks are far from ordinary humans.

"Let's not talk about the Lord's movement, but about the forest god and the dragon, do you know if there is any connection?"

Sorting out and analyzing the information in his mind, Raphael, who is the think tank of the Flügel, thought about it. A god fell on his front foot, and the magic dragon appeared on his back foot.

Who knows if there will be any inside story about the two seemingly unrelated things. Unfortunately, Raphael is not an all-knower, and it is not so easy to reason without reliable information.

There may be some changes in this world that they don't know about, or someone is deliberately causing trouble at this time.

"Speaking of that dragon, it's really scary, meow."

"It's the first time I've seen such a big dragon spirit, take aim."

Thinking of the scene that day, Azli couldn't help but patted her plump chest, with a hint of lingering fear on her face.

The demon dragon was not only scary in size, but the Flügel warned of extreme danger when they saw it at the first sight.

If they regard it as a crusade against the opponent, they are [-]% sure that they will be defeated without any resistance.

It's fine if only a few people have this feeling, but all the Flügel have the same premonition, which shows the danger of the demon dragon.

The appearance of the evil dragon also alarmed their master, Artoxiu, the God of War.

Since Artosh defeated Hatilem, the final dragon, more than [-] years ago, he has been sitting on his throne like a sculpture, thinking about the question of what is the strongest, and he still hasn't figured it out yet.

After the appearance of the magic dragon, Artosh finally had new news.

Once again, Azrael saw the terrifying fighting spirit from the God of War, and the Flügel couldn't resist even just the fighting spirit.

"That dragon may be an obstacle for the Lord to seize the throne of the One God."

With short blue hair over the shoulders and bangs in front covering the unusable eye parts, Raphael muttered to himself.

"How is it possible! The Lord is invincible! Meow!"

"Even a magic dragon can never defeat the Lord. Meow!"

Azrael, who had nothing to do with ordinary people, caught the soft-spoken Azrael with her hairy ears, and retorted to Raphael in front of her.

"Be quiet, I'm just talking about an obstacle."

"It didn't say that the Lord would not be able to defeat the dragon."

Raphael raised his head and explained in a calm tone.

For the Flügel, the god of war Artoxiu is an invincible existence, neither the dragon spirit species nor the god species can defeat their master.

Not for anything else, just because God of War is the strongest.

"It's really boring."

Jibril, who was lying on top of the floating cube, yawned. Tired of hearing these meaningless words, she stood up and disappeared into this space.

When she reappeared, she had already come outside, controlling the elves in the atmosphere to quickly leave the island and fly in other directions.

The extra body, originally did not plan to make the God of War of the Flügel, because it was the last new body made after a fight with the final dragon.

Jibril's strength is not considered the strongest among the Flügel, but she can definitely rank first in terms of record, and the hunting list is not comparable to any Flügel.

As an extra individual, she is not complete, she has a thirst for knowledge and curiosity that other Flügel don't have.

But it was also because of this that Jibril fought hard and accumulated countless experiences to make up for her own shortcomings.

There will be a terrifying record far surpassing that of other Flügel, also thanks to her continuous learning and practice, so as to overcome one limit after another.

Even so, the restoration techniques used are also very frequent. There is no lack of life and death in a large number of battles, and there will be injuries. Serious injuries are common for Jibril.

"Compared to staying there, it is more interesting to come out and hunt."

"I don't know what prey I can meet today."

Soaring high in the sky, Jibril stared at the surroundings and the ground, not caring about the grounding order given by Azrael, looking for something to pass the time.

Jibril, who was flying at super high speed, quickly circled the continent, and when she found that she didn't like it, she launched a space transfer, and she appeared in another position on the planet the next moment.

"Ah, look what I found!"

"A monkey who can't use spirits and an Ex-Machina...or a lone Ex-Machina."

Jibril, who had moved to another place, beamed with joy within a short while, her amber pupils, who could clearly see the land situation below, twitched, and a murderous aura was slowly released.

"It's really lucky, I haven't collected the head of the Ex-Machina yet."

"Then, let's start today's hunt!"

As soon as the words fell, Jibril immediately turned into a sharp arrow, and shot straight from the high-altitude clouds to the land below, and the sound of breaking the air was far behind her.

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"Bam—!"

The purple-black energy bombs fell from above, and at the same time as the explosion, the ground was easily destroyed, and the wind and waves spread out from the center.

"La la la ~ do you only know how to escape?"

"Scrap iron!"

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