Traveling through countless worlds at the same time

And faced with Jibril's murderous intent.

Even a genius like Xinke Nilbalen couldn't help but feel his breath stagnate.

There is a gap in power between different races.

Regardless of the Flügel's adaptation order, they only ranked sixth among the sixteen races.

Only one place higher than the seventh-place Elf.

However, it depends on individual strength.

Just one Flügel is enough to easily destroy an entire army of elves.

Show her this eighth level technique.

Perhaps among the forest elves, he is an unprecedented genius.

However, if it were a head-on confrontation with Jibril in her normal state.

Xinke Nirbalian suspected that he might be killed instantly.

but.

The prerequisite for being killed instantly is that Jibril is in her prime.

And the current situation can be seen by looking at Jibril's body shape as a young girl.

She was currently experiencing the aftermath of the Sky Strike.

That is to say.

Jibril's current strength has shrunk significantly.

in this case.

Xinke Nilbalen still has the confidence to touch her.

so--

"You betrayed the wings of the Creator God and want to please the new master?"

She said sarcastically to Jibril in front of her in a very bitter tone.

"It's a pity that with your current posture, you can't do anything pitifully, right?"

"Oh no, even in your normal posture, you seem to be just a tablet... It would be really rude to poke your sore spot."

Unrestrained in his rhetoric.

Xinko Nirvalen puffed up his chest and used a huge slime to express his contempt for Jibril, who was in a childish state in front of him. eight.

Chapter 332

Forest elves are worthy of being called colored elves.

Compared to the Flügel, the Elf's figure is undoubtedly more impressive.

He looked at the giant slime of the elf species in front of him.

Then, he looked at his empty chest.

Jibril hummed proudly.

"It's just the lower organs of lower creatures. For us and other Flügels who don't need to reproduce, that thing is a complete burden!"

Flügel, as magical beings, possess an almost unlimited lifespan.

In addition, all Flügels are female.

Therefore, they do not reproduce.

All Flügels are individuals created by the God of War himself using his own wings.

Although it does have various organs of a girl.

However, Jibril really didn't think that was meaningful.

Therefore, even though she was crushed physically, she still looked arrogant.

Hearing Jibril's disparagement.

Xinke Nirvalian showed no signs of anger.

She said with a sweet smile.

"I see, the noble Flügel don't need to reproduce, that's just fine."

After speaking, she looked at Su Mo aside.

"But as a forest elf, I really want to know what a child of a spirit will look like..."

"If Master Su Mo doesn't mind, you can ask me to come to bed tonight!"

She said this in front of Jibril.

Just to stimulate Jibril.

Also out of my own curiosity.

Descendants of the divine species... this kind of thing has really never appeared in this world.

She was curious about this, and that was what she said sincerely.

However, her biggest purpose was to anger Jibril.

It would be best to anger this Flügel, who only knows violence, to the point of cerebral hemorrhage.

Xinke Nirvalen thought so.

It was completely unexpected.

After hearing her words, Jibril was not only not angry, but her eyes lit up.

The young Flügel looked at Su Mo beside her with a longing expression that made her drool.

"I didn't expect this?! Master Su Mo's child...hehehe~"

"If it is the child of Master Su Mo and me, he will definitely become very strong!"

"Perhaps, I can defeat Lord Artosh with just one slap!"

"Ugh~ Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm going to suck..."

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he showed a slutty smile.

Jibril approached Su Mo directly.

He stretched out his little hand and looked at him with timid eyes.

Pretending to look pitiful, he begged softly.

"Lord Su Mo, let's make a child with Jibril-chan!"

In order to achieve one's own purpose.

Jibril did not hesitate to take advantage of her current childish body and act like a child.

Not too cute at all.

Even Su Mo's willpower became less firm for a moment.

However, come to your senses.

Su Mo was still angry and struck Jibril's forehead with a knife.

"Ugh~ it hurts!"

Jibril looked like she was in tears and covered her reddish head.

Continue to act coquettishly.

"Why did Lord Su Mo refuse?"

"It's hard...don't you say that you don't like Jibril?"

Judging from the tips of her eyebrows, she seemed a little aggrieved.

It has to be said that the Flügel are the only race favored by God.

Even if Su Mo knew that the scene in front of him was purely Jibril's acting skills.

But still involuntarily, I felt my heart melting a bit.

However, this level was not enough to make Su Mo change his mind.

What's more, Jibril's starting point is wrong.

"The reason for my refusal has nothing to do with this."

He looked at Jibril seriously.

"If it's a normal emotional exchange, I don't mind doing that kind of thing."

"But if you expect your daughter to have some special talent that can defeat Artosh."

"Then I will be disappointed in you."

As he said this.

Su Mo's tone became as hard as iron.

He looked at Jibril in front of him with an attitude that left no room for discussion.

Then, he said slightly sternly.

"Do you need to rely on the power of others to defeat the enemy?"

"——Who do you think I am!"

The domineering aura that came over them swept through the minds of the two.

Whether it was Xinke Nirvalen or Jibril, their bodies began to tremble faintly.

The Old God in front of them was seriously planning to challenge the strongest god who silenced all the gods with his own strength.

And, there was no hesitation or hesitation at all.

Unlike those spirits who have been watching and no one dared to attack the God of War.

The man in front of him has unquestionable confidence that he can defeat the God of War.

After realizing this.

The two finally realized.

The man in front of him is the only one in the world who can stand on equal footing with the God of War who stands at the top of the strongest.

It has nothing to do with strength.

This is the equality of will.

After hearing Su Mo's words.

Jibril's eyes shone even brighter.

In joy, she knelt down directly.

The pair of wings on her waist were attached to her like taming.

The halo on her head also moved back slightly.

This is the posture of absolute submission that the Flügel species only show to their masters.

Even before, when she became Su Mo's pet because of the contract, Jibril did not show this posture.

But now, she finally confirmed Su Mo's will.

That is absolutely uncompromising, and she will definitely defeat Artosh's will.

Then, Jibril expressed her submission.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I don't know you well enough, so I made such a ridiculous statement."

"As a servant, I don't understand the lord's thoughts, this is my fault."

"From today on, I will trust the master with all my heart."