"Artosh has already guessed that you might do something irrational, I can give you another chance, and I will also give you some small punishments, but don't worry, I will recover after I leave."

As Broly spoke, the dozen or so Flügel fell to the ground one after another, the weapons in their hands and the magic circles above their heads instantly shattered and dissipated, and there was no trace of strength in their bodies. They, who originally had powerful strength, suddenly became no different from ordinary girls, and even the wings behind them that could be used to drive their flight became a burden.

"Damn it, why are you talking so much nonsense? Just come and kill me if you want to!"

The Flügel with bangs covering half of his eyes and half of his wings broken behind him said angrily, while the other Flügel nodded stubbornly and closed their eyes as if they accepted their fate.

""Enough! Shut up! Do you think this is what Artosh-sama wants to see?"

Azrael flew in front of the Flügel and said sternly. Because she didn’t attack Broly, she and Jibril were the only two Flügel whose abilities were not sealed.

"But Master Artosh has already fallen, what is the point of us continuing to linger here?" said the Flügel with broken wings.

"That's right."

The other Flügel also nodded.

""Raphael! I’ve said enough, I forbid you from committing suicide now, Master Artosh wouldn’t want you to do that, meow!"

Azrael said sternly to the Flügel whose bangs covered half of his eyes and whose wings were broken off from behind his waist, revealing an aura that would not tolerate any rebuttal.

"Azriel……"

Seeing the look in Azrael's eyes, Raphael could only clench his fists and lower his head. After hearing what their leader Azrael said, the other Flügel could only grit their teeth unwillingly and slumped on the ground in a daze.

"So as the winner, what is your purpose in coming here? Is it just to announce your victory to us?"

Azriel turned around and asked Broly

"About this, I am here to take Jibril away."

Broli appeared beside Jibril in a flash.

"I asked Jibril before, if I could defeat Artosh, would she recognize me as her master, she said she would wait until I could do it, which means she would consider it, what do you think, Jibril, are you willing to recognize me as your master?"

Broly said while playing with Jibril's hair.

‘It seems that Jibril lost the bet.'

Azrael thought, in her opinion, Jibril had fallen into Broly's hands before and was unable to resist. Maybe she thought that she would be free after Artosh-sama defeated this guy, so she didn't pay much attention to what the other party said. Unexpectedly, Artosh-sama actually lost.

"Wait, Jeep.……"

Although they had no choice as losers, since it was about her beloved sister, Azrael still spoke up to stop Broli.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. In the end, it all depends on what Xiaoji thinks.

Broly shook her head and interrupted Azriel.

"How about it, Jibril? What do you choose?

Broly asked Jibril

"I……"

Jibril's eyes kept switching between Broli and Azrael, her face full of hesitation. Should she choose her own tribe, or be able to understand a completely unknown world? The most important thing is that she didn't know if she had the right to choose at all.

"Jibril, now that the God of War has fallen and the war is almost over, there is nothing you need to do next. Accept me as your master. You can ask any questions about my world in the future. As long as the questions are not too excessive or too beyond the scope, I can answer them for you. Maybe I can even teach you the cultivation methods over there, and if there is a chance, I can also take you to my world.

Broly put her mouth close to Jibril's ear and whispered

"Hmm~"

Feeling Broli's breath blowing on her ears, Jibril felt a little itchy in her heart, and her little face turned red.

"Azriel... I'm sorry, I'd like to go with Broly."

Jibril looked away and said to Azriel uncomfortably.

"Jip-chan, what did you say, meow!"

Hearing Jip-riel's answer, Azriel was a little bit unbelievable, Jip-chan, if you were forced, just blink your eyes

"Sorry, Azriel, I am willing to follow Broli. She is actually... She is actually a visitor from another world. I am too curious about a completely unknown world."

Jibril explained with her head down. Halfway through, she looked up at Broli's reaction. Seeing that Broli didn't mind telling her about her origins, she continued to speak, but her voice became smaller and smaller, and she didn't dare to look into Azriel's eyes at all.

"Is that so? Gip-chan... Well, it seems there is no other way."

Azriel sighed when she heard this.

"Your name is Broly, right?"

Azrael asked Broly

"Yes, that's right.

Broly nodded.

"If you're going to take Gip-chan away, can you take me with you, meow?"

Azriel asked

"What?"

"Azriel, are you serious?"

The other Flügel exclaimed when they heard Azriel's words.

"After all, sometimes it’s hard for me to trust Gip-chan, meow."

Azriel said helplessly.

"You are such an idiot that I am worried about you!"

Jibril said unconvincedly.

"How about it, can I come with you, meow?"

Azriel looked at Broly and asked

"If you want, that's fine."

Broly nodded.

"Then please take good care of me and Gip-chan. However, if you treat us too harshly, our strength may not pose any threat to you, but we will fight back."

Azriel said, flapping her wings and landing next to Broly.

"Raphael, I'll leave them to you from now on. Take them and live a good life on Abang-kun."

Azriel turned around and told Raphael, and then disappeared with Jibril and Broli.

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