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Even if it is a plot in an epic——

What a joke!For these elves, this is already an unforgivable sin!Even now, I will never forget, never forgive.

This is an indelible feud!

Not only the kingdom of the elves has been destroyed, but even the precious magic has been stolen!

Then think of the forest god Kainas who was also defeated by the Flügel.

The minds of the elves were instantly brightened... Forget the old and new grudges together.

The elves, whose sense of substitution was not as strong as humans, now hate the Flügel Jibril who killed Hubie...and ruined Riku's group's game plan even more than humans.

Are the Flügel still alive now?

If the Flügel really existed in this world, then these elves—would they inherit the hatred of their ancient ancestors and fight those guys to the death?

The elves couldn't help but silently began to think.

however--

——…

Back in the Hall of the Jade Throne, Azrael folded her wings, retracted her halo, and knelt down slowly.

"What happened to [External Individual]?"

Sitting on the supreme throne was a man with muscles as strong as a rock——

He is the strongest god, and he is also the god of war, the creator of the Flügel—the goddess Artosh.

Its huge body was about twice the size of a Flügel, with a black beard as strong as steel hanging down, and the eighteen wings on its back wrapped around its body like a cloak.The sharp and wet golden eyes looked down on the deeply contoured face, just like that, Azrael felt her brain was paralyzed.

But Azrael knew that even that stalwart appearance that made people feel terrified and dazed was just a small part of her creator, a drop in the ocean, a tiny manifestation of her mighty power.

And at this time, everyone who saw Azrael's frenzied admiration in their hearts looked at the undisguised fanatical worship that was almost down to the bone.

Even the elves who had seen some fanatics fell silent suddenly.

Do not--

No matter how you put it... this sounds a bit too exaggerated.

Is that God of War really as strong as she said?

The elves who just regarded the Flügel and its Creator as their race's suspected enemies... subconsciously comforted themselves, these were just blown out by the Flügel named Azrael because of his strong personality worship of his master.

However, they didn't know that, in fact - God of War was stronger, stronger, much stronger than the fantasy image in Azrael's heart!

Even God of War himself doesn't know how strong he is.

Looking at the gods with the eyes of mortals, how can we understand the essence of the power of the gods!

As the concept of [The Strongest and War]...

This world can even be seen as the power of the entire world... Artosh, the god of war, owns half of it.

Even with all the remaining power combined, it is still impossible to defeat this god.

The only one who can defeat him is himself, even if all the Ex-Machinas imitate the attack of 'own', what will be destroyed is only the [Essence] that is the body, and it will be inactive.

If this is not called being powerful, there is probably nothing in this world that can be called being powerful.

Accompanied by a faint sense of uneasiness that came from nowhere, rising from the hearts of the elves——

'How can you believe in that kind of mindless fantasy? 'Nevertheless told myself.

They can only imagine the appearance of Artosh, the god of war, from the description in the book.

Because there are no illustrations, people can only think based on the image of Azrael praising the Creator.

And this kind of thing made Artoxiu feel a little uncomfortable whether he was a human, an elf, or even a god.

Even the appearance is called 'unbelievably frightening and trance', and it is also called 'majestic' rather than 'ugly'.

This description successfully baffled everyone——

Is this really what the world looks like?

……

"She fought with the Ex-Machinas who were acting alone. Due to the wear and tear of using [Sky Strike], she is undergoing a restoration operation, my master."

Azrael reported it respectfully as if praying, but to be honest, the content was completely unclear.

It's nothing more than iron filings crawling on the ground—at most, it will turn into somewhat unsightly dust when gathered.

It was Azrael herself who made hitting them taboo, but that wasn't because she felt threatened, it was simply because the power bestowed by her master was imitated poorly, and she just couldn't see it.

As long as all the Flügel come together, those iron scraps can be wiped out without any [correspondence] time.

——Obviously so.

But Jibril used all her strength to shoot at such a piece of iron filings—【Sky Strike】.

"—I see, haha, that's right—"

As if speculating about something, the master smiled meaningfully. Whether it was Jibril's Zheng Yi or the master's spirit, Azrael didn't understand.