Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Don't mind me, I don't mind..."

Jibril stared closely at the direction Rope left.

There, is the frontal battlefield of the elves and the Flügel.

"You guys, how can you keep Senior Azrael there, not to mention the fantasy species... that god species..."

"What kind of gods?"

"Xiaoji, what are you talking about? Compared to Sister Azrael, your current body is the most important, right? Sister Azrael will definitely be able to deal with that fantasy seed and those long ears!"

Jibril almost forgot that not all Flügel had the outstanding senses she and Azrael had.

These Flügels were unable to detect that gloomy and illusory deity.

"The spatial chaos effect caused by "Absolute Strike" should be lifted, and now you immediately space jump back to Senior Azrael..."

Before Jibril could finish speaking, an ominous power erupted in the center of the distant battlefield.

Lightning and storms gather, and the scarlet sky is obscured by dark clouds.

The wind will blow all the Flügel's long hair.

"Is this... your true power?"

Jibril stared intently at the frantic figure that gradually appeared in the haze.

Dark blue and red, pale twisted bone armor, pale face without features, six tentacles with fixed space——

Bring disaster to all things, bring fear to all things.

The real body of the gods!

Chapter [-] Flügel Falls, Goblin Fleet Joins the Battlefield

What does it feel like to be protected?

Xin Ke Nierbalen is not clear, because she has never experienced the situation of being protected.As the highest-ranking eight-layer magician of the elves, she has always been in the position of "protector".

R&D and protection to protect the public.Participate in the battlefield and protect the race.Even now that the capital has been destroyed, Xinke Nierbalen has to stand in the position of protector, in order to make the remaining elves form a combat power like this.

When that terrifying figure was called by prayer and appeared in front of the "Grass Vaulted Ship", Xinke Nierbalen understood what it was like to be protected while looking up at the god's face.

- Peace of mind.

This is something Kainas can't possibly give her.

The dark blue devil stood there, and the slaughtering angels kept stepping back cautiously, daring not to slaughter the elves as recklessly as they did just now.

"Lord Rope..." Xinke Nierba opened his mouth.

She had a lot to say, but when it came to her mouth, she forgot how to organize the language, so she could only look at Rope with a silly expression.

'I have to say, Miss Xinke made a correct decision. '

The voice of the devil's soul revealed a smile.

Immediately, a breeze-like wave swept across all the elves.

Maybe apart from Xinke Nierbalen, there are many people who can't figure out what happened now, but at this moment, the "fear" in their hearts has disappeared.

As long as the Demon God stood there, there was nothing to fear in this world.

——If I have to say one, it might be the Demon God himself.

'I've temporarily eaten your "fear", so you can relax a bit too? '

Rope said to Xinke Nierbalen.

'Just leave these angels to me.Congratulations, Miss Shinke.You are free from the shackles of the dying Kainas, and I will not make you feel that your decision was a failure. '

Without saying much, Xinke Nierbalen respectfully crawls on the deck.

"...The elves will ask you."

Kainas is not worth serving, so go to the gods who are willing to shelter the elves.

Even if it may be neglected because it is not the creation of the goddess himself, it is still better than Kainas, sitting and watching the elves annihilate the clan.

Under the crimson sky obscured by overcast clouds, all the Flügels except Jibril, who was exhausted, jumped back to the battlefield through space.Beautiful girls with wings took over the sky again.

Not far away, "Cloud Vortex" let out a cry before death.

A green-haired and horned Flügel was soaked in his own blood and rushed out of the cloud tornado.At the same time, she crushed the "medium core" that sparkled in her hand.

Azrael is worthy of her title of "first individual" and "leader of the Flügel".

Even if she lacks intelligence and is controlled by fantasy, it is a great thing that she can conquer alone as a Flügel.

"Sister Azrael!"

"I am fine."

Azrael wiped the blood from her face, and out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the tall dark blue demon god below.

"It turned out to be that god species... What happened to Xiaoji?"

"It's just exhaustion after exhausting all the strength, and it will be fine when you return to Avant Heim," the short-haired Flügel reported.