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But all this failed to make the petite girl on the ground look up and slap her fear on the public screen. She just looked at the intact ring on her hand with a gentle gaze that a machine shouldn't have. Only the white-haired man who should be far away at this time is left.

"The ring finger of the left hand... Pseudo-code·Expansion..."

As if feeling that death was approaching, the girl used her last bit of strength to wrap the ring in her hand with an enchantment.

Such a touching scene did not make the black ball in the sky give up the idea of ​​obliterating the target.

Soon, the ultimate move that symbolized death did not cause any miracles because of a group of A Zhai praying across the screen, the most powerful move from the Flügel, [God Strike]

After all, it fell.

"Hey, you people, every day, next time and next time, must it be so difficult this time? Our UP master, when will the writer be better? Is there any reason in this world? We UP to write When will my hands be able to see and hear this time? I am trembling all over in the cold weather, the cold is coming from the soles of my feet, and the tears cannot stop flowing."

However, perhaps the prayers of the housewives were finally answered, and a male voice rang out in this barren land one second before the explosion.

It's just that the lines are a bit unimaginable, and they will be very familiar to A Zhai.

Unfortunately, they couldn't hear it, because all this happened in another time and space from the world they knew well.

The hot man just squatted on the ground and patted the dying Ex-Machina on the head, not paying any attention to the [God Strike] on the top of his head behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a spectacle like an atomic bomb explosion began to take place, and the black ball, which was enough to wipe out everything in this place, had achieved its purpose, if nothing unexpected.

"It's a pity~, the Ex-Machina with its own self is no longer my prey."

The figure of the beautiful girl with wings in the sky began to shrink, and she turned into a little lolita with some regrets. She jumped up and down and walked towards the central area where her big move exploded.

Such a girl doesn't know that she has just experienced the strongest fan drop scene in history.

"Get up, lying on the floor is easy to catch cold, do you know that, ouch, come here, brother will take you to see the goldfish, a very big and long goldfish ~ it can even spray water." The last member of the Flügel The individual, and also the strongest individual, Jibril, who fell into a petite form after using Sky Strike, heard the dirty voice of the weakest and cheapest human race in the world.

"?! Why is there such a lowly monkey in the range of Sky Strike? It's really disappointing."

Little Jibril showed an undisguised disgust expression on her face, and planned to give up going to view the remains of her original prey.

She is unwilling to take another shot to solve a meaningless human being.

Because she has been too hard premature ejaculation.

"Oh, isn't this little Jiji? I haven't stewed mushrooms with you for a long time, and I'm here again, little Jiji. I specially prepared different mushrooms."

Jibril felt a blur in front of her eyes, and a pair of big hands hugged her up.

'!when? Little Jibril couldn't release the killing intent in her cute eyes, she could only look fiercely at Izayoi who was holding her in a circle in front of her.

"Damn monkey, there is a limit to seeking death." Although she was exhausted, Jibril, who was still a Flügel, used a few skills with considerable lethality, and slashed at Izayoi.

Logically speaking, this power is enough to cut any human being in this world into pieces.

But for some reason, little Jibril just felt that she had fallen into an eternal nightmare.

"What a grand welcome, little Gigi, you're being naughty again." Izayoi, who didn't dodge or evade, was unscathed, and brought the bewildered Jibril to Shubi who was fully recovered with all his strength.

"I'm sorry for letting you change back to the body you had a few hours ago. After all, the treatment and the like are not effective for your Ex-Machines, so this is the only way to go. Let's go, brother will take you to see your husband, I will stew this little Jiji tonight Come to calm you down." Izayoi, under the attack of the unbelieving Jibril again, picked up the two lolis who didn't understand the situation and carried out positioning teleportation.

"...Fight against the game of life I gave up and win? Sure enough, it's the same as what the management said, you are stronger... Daga, Blank will not admit defeat, and you will not lose, compared to you who are alone , I will win without a doubt if I am with Bai."

Sora looked at Rick, who was very similar to him, but different in essence and details, and smiled charmingly.

"...Yeah, if Shuby and I can become one, we can't lose no matter what...! Shuby!" Rick's eyes wandered back and forth on the Blank brothers and sisters, and finally closed his eyes unwillingly. Sighing, when he opened his eyes again, there were three more people in his peripheral vision.

Rick, who saw Shubi, and Sylvie, who saw Izayoi, rushed towards the three people who appeared out of thin air. Some wonder eyes fell to the floor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly Jibril was picked up from the ground by Izayoi and thrown into the large pot of clear water that had been prepared before, losing her words.

Blank brother and sister, Rick Huby and his wife had weird eyes. Kong and Rick were a little crazy when they saw this pot before and were still thinking about the meaning.

Co-authored with you, this is a replica of Guan Gong Wenjiu Zhan Huaxiong, who manages to boil angels in warm water. The so-called Xiaoji stewed mushrooms refers to this?

That's it?

As if hearing the cries of the two in their hearts, Izayo slapped his head and exclaimed that it was terrible.

"Oops, I forgot to put the mushrooms in advance. How can I fix them? There should be time... No, no, no, that's not perfect. Let's go back in time, so that the food will be more delicious." There is no doubt that the sixteen nights above were strongly condemned by the three of them.

"Why boil the Flügel/me?! There's still time to go back to why it's used for seasoning?!"

"Ahem, don't care about these details, don't be so fussy if you don't care about strangeness, you will fall in love with it when it's cooked, I haven't eaten this delicious soup for a long time, take it to Xiaofugui, Shijizhi Xiaoji’s stewed mushrooms in Ling’s world is not a weak dish, just wait a little longer, Mr. Saitama should have bumped into the God of War, and he will be gone when he comes back, after all, the God of War is not weak.” I don’t know. Izayo, who went somewhere to conjure a soup spoon, began to stir Xiaoji's bath water, and various seasonings were added one by one.

"Ah, you monkey, what's going on recently, you are a self-aware scrap iron, and now you are such a monkey who doesn't conform to common sense at all, I gurgling..." Little Jibril was actually struggling all the time , but she also expressed her despair when she was stuck in the pot by invisible pressure and couldn't move.

"Oh, don't talk about it as an ingredient. Although it is said that human beings will be finished without you, you still killed Kawaii's Hubie. You can't wash this away. If I didn't arrive early to block the sky Hit, going back in time can't save Hubie." Pushing Jibril's head in, Izayoi smiled kindly.

"Ah, it's almost time to speed up the soup in my time, it's time to call Saitama-sensei back."

Sora and Rick on the side chose to ignore Izayoi's bewildering behavior of human beings. The latter was in the joy of regaining his wife at this time, listening to Sora telling some stories from other worlds.

Toyama Sixteen Nights: "Ah, everyone is still killing people in the Black Beast World, forget it, don't worry, I will drink some in the future, @琴玉, Qiyu teacher gkd, don't force yourself with God of War, otherwise I won't wait for you when the meal starts."

Saitama: "I saw God of War just now, wait, dinner is ready?! No, I'll make a quick decision."

Listening to God of War and Poros's forced opening due to invincibility and loneliness, Saitama glanced at the news of Izayoi, different from the serious state, with an expression similar to the supermarket price reduction mode, like Shura, and interrupted God of War anxiously speak.

"Hey, what... Al... Seuss? Or is it Texiu? Ah, never mind, God of War, if it was before, I should wait for you to attack now to warm up, because I haven't met before for too long The enemy is here, but I just lost to Izayoi a few days ago, so I am no longer confused about becoming stronger, my goal is to defeat him, come on, don't waste time."

"You actually said that to Artosh-sama..." Azrael, the leader of the Flügel, refused to accept and was about to threaten, but was interrupted by God of War.

"Sure enough, you and I are the same, and I can't wait to go!"

God of War didn't care about Saitama's attitude, he laughed and rushed forward.

The iron fist with a strong wind swung towards Saitama mercilessly.

"Ah, I'm sorry I can't let you warm up first, it's just... there are group members waiting for me, the must-kill series—"

In order not to make the group members wait too much, Saitama couldn't let the opponent play to his full strength like Poros did, so he clenched the red gloves tightly, and Saitama planned to pay the opponent the greatest respect to make up for it.

"Kill, one punch!"

ps: Ah, I deliberately put the last three digits on 251. This chapter is just a post between 500-550. Also, Rick and Sora seem to look different, but I think it’s better to make them the same good point.

Also, I found that there was no one at 12 noon, so I changed the update time.

Chapter 35 Chapter 35

"Look, the sky is open, Mr. Saitama should be back soon, Rick, hurry up and call all the ghosts, I can make soup now." If he felt something, he raised his head and saw the ghost in the other world. The horizon was divided in the middle, and Izayoi accelerated the time to the maximum.

"Wuuuu...you devil...you can't be a monkey...gululu" little Jibril gave up her unnecessary resistance and protested against Izayoi's inhumane punishment.

"Hmph, after I make the soup glow golden, don't drink your own bath water if you have the ability, or I won't pity you when you think it smells really good." Shizaya took a spoonful of Xiaoji who was already full of color and fragrance. Simmer the mushroom soup for final fine-tuning.

Little Jibril naturally drank a lot of water in her bath, and she thought it tasted good, but she didn't resist this time.

There's no way, it's really too fragrant, Jibril can't give up this pot of her bath water.

"Crooked, little Jiji, you Flügel should be able to feel the existence of your master, right? Help me see if that B of God of War is dead or not. If he is not dead, I can take him to a fun place." Patted Xiao Jilu on the surface of the water Half a head above, Izayoi had already seen Saitama-sensei galloping on the horizon.

"Ridiculous human being, what are you talking about in your sleep? How could Lord Artesus...would... Master Artosh!" Jibril glanced at Izayoi contemptuously, feeling her master casually in her heart.

I don't know if I don't see it, but when I saw it, I was shocked, and found that Jibril, whose master's life was dying, couldn't care less about drinking soup secretly, and immediately wanted to teleport back to her hometown.

"One punch is more powerful than Boros's time. I don't know how many times the middle punch... Well, it shouldn't be instant kill. After all, it is [the strongest], but if you don't save it, you may really kneel. Hey. Where did the ingredients go?! Come to the pot quickly! Your master won’t be dead for a while, and I’ll ask him to send you a Flügel who can eat, play and sleep, so naturally he won’t be thrown into the street No, the bald head coming out of the door is the chief culprit who beat your master to serious injuries."

Qiyu came back at a trot, and when he opened the door, he heard Izayoi making a small report.

"Ah, you're the one with the bald head. I really just have a little less hair. Hey, this ingredient... isn't human. Do you want to eat humanoid creatures today? I feel like I can't eat it." Saitama scratched his head, feeling a little hurt He looked thoughtfully at Jibril who was staring at him viciously.

Out of personal values, Saitama usually just beats to death when encountering humanoid monsters, and only food monsters will enter Mr. Saitama's bowl, but now... Although I can feel the hostility of this little loli in front of me , but no matter how you put it, it still looks like a human being... What if you become addicted to delicious food?

Teacher Qiyu was distressed, and then suddenly jumped sideways and left the door.

At the same time, Blank and Rick Hubie also rushed over with a group of people. When they entered the door, they smelled the aroma of Xiaoji's stewed mushroom soup and made a really fragrant voice with emotion.

"Hey, don't worry, Mr. Saitama, you are not the only one who doesn't eat people, I also eat abalone and black valley chocolate at most, at least my mouth will not eat people clean, We are just drinking this bowl of soup this time, ah, everyone is here, sit and sit, I haven’t seen you for several reincarnations, I will make a few bowls of soup, one bowl for each person, don’t rush, don’t grab it, everyone have a share."

Under Jibril's humiliating gaze, bowl after bowl of bath water was swallowed by everyone, and everyone who caught their taste buds instantly began to drink to their heart's content.

The self-cleaning Flügel is very clean, so there is no need to worry about this Noguchi being poisonous.

Sixteen nights drank three big whites and said goodbye. When asked why, Ye replied "fishing for people" and left quickly.

"Little Jiji, let's go, your master is about to hit the street, don't rush to drink your bath water, there will be more in the future."

An unbuttoned school uniform fluttered in the wind, and Izayoi stood on the top of the hill with his hands in his pockets, standing cynically between the sky and the earth, how could it be described as sassy.

We generally use two words to call this kind of person, narcissist.

It can also be described in three words, abnormal.

"That's the attitude of Pangu, who opened up the world. Well, it's really because of this handsome pose."

After only three seconds of being handsome, Izayoi's style changed into a teasing one again, and he hugged little Jibril by the waist in a carefree manner.

"Let's go! The goal is to abduct the little...to save the God of War!" Putting Sylvia in the ghost corps, seeing the angelic healing smile on the former's face because of the atmosphere of being loved by everyone, Izayoi felt that It's worth it for me to come back.

After all, if Sylvie didn't laugh like that (referring to the results of the training of you gentlemen), no one would believe that she was an angel, right?

This is also the inner thought of the ghosts who regard Sylvie as a goddess.

……

"Waiwai, God of War, you are pretty good. You can still stand up. You must know that when Poros hit gg directly, you were able to move under the stronger punch of Saitama-sensei. It's amazing, but your [God] The marrow is about to explode.”

Relying on the space ability honed over the years to appear and disappear, Izayoi came to the lair of the God of War under the hostile eyes of the Flügel.

"Damn it... Humans, what are you trying to do? Let Xiaoji go." Azrael, the eldest sister of the Flügel, questioned Izayoi when the God of War couldn't move.

After all, their god of war had only narrowly escaped death from a bald human not long ago.

"Azrael...don't be rude, I can feel...the person in front of me is above the Star Grail..."

God of War supported his old waist and straightened up, barely maintaining his demeanor, not letting himself show his ugly face in front of outsiders.

"...I'm just a bit weird in my personal existence. Others are nothing. In terms of strength alone, I'm not much better than you. In a world like Dragon Ball, there are many who can hang me, and the important thing is They can still grow, and I can no longer improve by half a point, but now you... the God of War probably doesn't want to die with this posture, right? Although it is not a real death, you must not be reconciled, right?"

Izayoi faced the final coercion of the God of War, and walked to the front of the God of War without changing his expression.

"Do you... want to visit a different world? Challenge various strong men in the different world, defeat them, and step into the ranks of the real strong?" Izayoi threw out a tempting bait.

"...You, what are you asking for." God of War closed his eyes, and he was still unwilling to do what Izayoi said, he didn't want to die like this.

"Well... the little Jiji in my hand should know the existence of planes with your strength. I came to this world a long time ago. At that time, I couldn't even touch a finger of yours. I have some connections with you. , so I want her, as for the others... I will let you be a thug once in a while, that's all." Izayoi patted Jibril in his hand, and said nonchalantly.

"Jibril, my child, what's your intention?" God of War didn't respond immediately, and he was one of the reasons why Izayoi couldn't kill him because he had half a golden spirit.

Once Jibril has a conflicting mentality, he Artoxiu (sometimes I will label Artoxiu as Ashdoll, please understand), even if he fights this dying body, he must stand up, and he will definitely not be able to beat sixteen nights.

As the undocumented knight said, this is not a question of whether you can do it or not, but an attitude, a responsibility, and a rhythm from your heart that drive you to stand up.

"Master Ares God... I am willing to be Izayo-sama's plaything, as long as Izayo-sama is willing to help him." Pursing her lips, Jibril compromised for her master.

"...It makes me look like the villain...Forget it, I seem to be a bad person too, not bad this time."

For a powerhouse of the level of God of War to go back in time, even Izayoi has to be very energetic.

After all, the top of the pseudo galaxy level powerhouse is the single universe level boss that Izayoi can't fight.

That has touched the rules.

Just like the Star Cup that popped up beside Saitama this time.

It is an irreversible rule belonging to this world.

"Listen well, Artosh, God of War, next you will take your group of creation Flügel to live in the bald world that beat you before, and become a hero until you report back to Saitama in 251 years You can gain freedom with one fistful of revenge, it's a convention!"

No one knows that the strongest rookie in the Hero Association a few months later, the S-class hero named the God of War Shure, was born because of an agreement similar to the contract of the main god made by someone...

Chapter 36 Chapter 36

"Hey, my name is Yuanshan Shiliuye. Today is the third day after drinking Xiaoji's mushroom soup. What happened during this period is so boring, tasteless, and boring."

After experiencing the ups and downs of life in sixteen nights, he was like a salted fish, quietly lying on the table and thinking about life.

Three days ago, he had physically probated the God of War, packed it up and handed it over to Teacher Saitama, and after explaining it to him, he met Tetu, the god of games who appeared at the same time as the Star Cup, and he took the mandatory seal with him, and ended up with no accidents. The whole life can only be the loli little Jibril, Sylvie who has not been happy for a long time, and a group of human ghosts that should not exist in the world. The Rick Huby couple returned to this comprehensive world.

And the two or three things in the Black Beast World are also coming to an end. The Black Beast Mercenary Group and the men who were incited are all dead and eunuch.

The group members also returned to the previous track, and returned to their own world one after another to start the daily life of the water group again.