People Arrived at the Type Month, Now Lost Contact

"Rafael, you have made enough contributions, sacrifice here."

Raphael was not angry because Azrael almost killed him, and also caused him to suffer irreparable damage, and even lose half of his strength.

It is normal for weapons to be worn out or even scrapped on the battlefield. Every Flügel has the consciousness of being killed by the enemy. As the first batch of Flügel, Raphael will not feel disgusted by this.

What really made her sad was that the strong, cold, and powerful boss at the beginning turned into a low-key and funny comparison.

"Put that thing down."

Just as Raphael was recalling the past, a deep and oppressive voice sounded. Raphael looked over, and the god who was nearly [-] meters tall had left his Black Iron Throne at some point.

Without any hesitation, Raphael released the bound Azrael's spell, causing one of the strongest Flügel to fall to the ground like a great hero, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Meow~, Rafael, you are too much, meow~"

My lord, why have you left your throne? "

After letting go of his former boss, Raphael knelt down on the ground and asked the master who would never leave his throne to ask what he was confused about.

The ferocious and majestic face of the God of War reveals profound intelligence. In terms of sensing hostility, as the God of War, he undoubtedly possesses the top-level ability.

"A certain challenger can't wait anymore. There are new moves, and I also need to prepare in advance."

"You mean that demigod from another world?" Raphael was a little nervous. As far as he knew, that demigod should be preparing for battle and would not come until two months later.

"Of course."

Artosh, who sensed the birth of a brand new god, nodded, "He has completed himself and obtained the qualification to fight with me."

"It seems that the god who has completed himself has obtained a very powerful trump card, otherwise he would not be able to voluntarily give up the next time."

Compared with Azrael, she is more like a mature and calm elder sister, and Raphael, who is more prestigious among the Flügel, analyzed it like this.

"Do you need me to wait to check the information?"

"There's no need for that."

The god who wants to do his best and then taste the taste of defeat has an unshakable will and an authoritative way of determining the universe with one word.

"A strong man is one who completely destroys the enemy's preparations as he pleases, isn't he?"

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Outside the gathering place of the human species, a young man with long black hair stood outside the tunnel, looking at the blood-colored sky in the distance, his brows were furrowed, he remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.

"Did something go wrong with your plan?"

It's rare to see the serious system of the host with emotion and relief.

If the host can use its own wisdom and strength to overcome difficulties when encountering difficulties, then it will become a useless comedian as a golden finger.

Perhaps, now is the time to unleash the inherent skill, the glory of the European Emperor, and draw out the ssr to help the host overcome the difficulties.

And the system that is a comedian, and an African comedian at that, thinks without knowing it.

"Yes, I feel that Allie is going to let me sleep on the sofa tonight."

After watching Elle dance in a wedding dress, the boy who wanted to get some oil as he did when he watched Xier dance, and then was hit hard on the head by the gun bar sighed.

"Is that all you're thinking about?"

The system was obviously stunned by someone's words.

"However, the matter of the God of War is really troublesome." Li Zihan was very melancholy. He never thought that the quasi-spirit that represented "victory" would come directly to the door, and then take the initiative to become his own power.

Although he still has an unfinished Beast God panel, in Little Garden, while Fenrir is the final trial of the human beings who were beaten, he is also one of the strongest godslayers Azi Dakaha Corresponding to the animal side.

For Li Zihan, who will enter Little Garden with the identity of Veleslana, and sooner or later he will confront the dragon demon who symbolizes "absolute evil", Fenrir's identity may be used, and he cannot be blind do.

After all, he does not have the fate of Fenrir. If he stuffs something into the incomplete Wolf God panel, he may not be able to guarantee that he will be able to obtain Fenrir's spiritual status.

"Then how do you plan to deal with God of War?" the system continued to ask.

"It can only be mixed cold."

Not long ago, Li Zihan, who made the goblins crazily explode, was still in a complicated mood. After all, the situation has changed quite a lot.

His original plan was to put a three-digit marrow blast to wash Artoxi's face, and then use the golden sword to cut off part of the god of war, and then take the marrow to become another god of war, fight with him, and restrain him His power, and then let Fanlou take the Ex-Machina into the dimension where the essence is, destroy Artoxiu's remaining essence, and send him to the ground.

However, he already has the essence, so he doesn't need to grab Artosh's God of War essence. Since he doesn't need to fight Artosh's essence, there is no need to fight to the death.

After all, there are only two developments in the future. If you win, you can go directly to get the Holy Grail. If you lose, you can send Artoxiu to wander, and then get the Holy Grail.

No matter what the process is like, it will not affect the final result, so why work hard?

"Next, I will probably challenge Artosh directly after I hold the wedding with Eileen."

Probably the young man who had been busy for nothing shrugged his shoulders. Since there is no need to play a deathmatch, then there is no need to wait for the goblin liver marrow to burst, just start fighting.

He is just willing to take this opportunity to fight Artoxiu to see what kind of growth his own essence can bring to him.

"Your thinking is really out of the ordinary." The system, which has never understood what its host is thinking, muttered.

"After all, it's happier to live like this."

Obviously, the guy who decided to fight and leave suddenly felt a certain gaze. He turned his head and saw a girl with long pink hair looking at him.

"Jibril, do you need me for something?"