Human account is forced to full level

"Hey, system, you're telling me that you've maxed out your language communication ability now, there's a ghost..."

Gavan's decadent words got stuck in his throat unexpectedly, because he saw a figure riding some kind of creature appearing in the distance, approaching here quickly.

And after a while, the visitor came to the bewildered Jiafan, and took off the linen hood that covered the black and gray, revealing red hair over the shoulders, clear blue eyes, and a picture with Familiar faces with caring expressions.

That is the older sister of Rick, the protagonist in No Game No Life: ZERO, and the founding queen of the human kingdom of Elchea, and more...

Gavan's hope of living now.

Chloe Dora.

"Are you OK?"

Hearing the extremely unfamiliar language in his ears, but he was able to understand it without hindrance, Gafan almost burst into tears. It was the strong emotion that rekindled his hope for life.

He covered his face, his voice was a little trembling, and he spoke the same language as the other party as if it was a matter of course.

"Sister! Help!!!"

"Eh??? Don't hug my leg, yes, I'm going to fall!"

And just when Gavan finally grasped his hope of leading to the future, a huge building similar to a floating island passed by from a high altitude, and flew to the distance without noticing the farce of the two ants below. ——

The direction from which the energy ripples came from before.

......

"Why did this guy suddenly become a child? It doesn't look like a weird person."

Standing on the edge of the huge crater, Saitama raised her wings with both hands, and kept flapping her wings. The struggling toddler Jibril had an indistinct doubt on her egg-like face that had been peeled off.

"Did you eat something strange just now? Oh yes, and I told you not to throw things around. It's not good if you hit someone else."

Saitama complained with some dissatisfaction. In his opinion, Jibril's behavior of throwing Sky Strike just now is the same as walking well on the side of the road, but being accidentally hit on the head by someone else's basketball. It's a bit annoying.

So, as he spoke, he shook the other party a little harder, hoping that the other party would apologize quickly or something.

"Ahh! I can't break free, I'm so dizzy!"

Little Jibril shouted with stares in her eyes, what kind of strange power is this?

Even if she used all her remaining strength, the other party's hand holding her didn't show any signs of being broken.

No, I have to hold on for a while, the distress signal has been sent out.

Although it was embarrassing, Jibril did not believe that with the presence of the entire Tianyi race group, this strange man who was definitely not a human being in front of him could cause any disturbance.

Is it possible that the opponent is still strong enough to fight with the gods?

Jibril felt very stable.

"Hey, brat, don't stand still, apologize quickly if you did something wrong!" Seeing that the other party didn't seem to respond, Qiyu shook the other party again, causing several flawless "bird feathers" to fall off one after another. fall.

"After I apologize, I will forgive you."

"Ahh! Don't, don't use such force!"

The young Jibril, who was lifted high, screamed again in a panic.

And what about Hubby?

She had already shut down with a dazed expression on her face.

"Can't understand, can't understand, wrong, wrong!"

The reality that was too shocking completely conflicted with the records in the database. The existence of this man in front of her simply subverted the definition of the human race. The disordered data caused the body to generate heat from her little head.

But one thing is understandably confirmed, and that is...

"Huby, it seems that I can continue to live."

Hubby lowered his head, protecting the ring in his hand, and whispered with a smile.

Chapter 4: Beat You

"Please, may I ask, who are you?"

The fairy corridor flickered slightly, and the missing parts of the body were beating and the electric current automatically gathered back, and Shubi, who barely recovered his human form and changed into the original hood again, saw the data flow in his eyes, looking at Saitama, looking crisp and alive asked.

There was a little curiosity in his eyes, but he didn't show any look of guard or fear because of the other party's terrifying punch that pierced the sky.

Because after she got the human "heart" from Rick, she can already clearly feel whether a person is a good person, hostile or malicious.

This is not based on the so-called data analysis of mechanical species, but a kind of "understanding" and "intuition" that mechanical species cannot possess.

"Eh, me?"

Saitama, who was still holding up high to Jibril, replied a little belatedly, the whole person looked dull, without any aura of being a strong person.

"My name is Saitama, kid, that's wrong, if you're not a brat, you can't call me that."

Perhaps because he felt it was impolite to stand on the edge of the huge pit and look down at Shubi in the pit, Saitama grabbed the little Jibril who was still screaming and struggling and jumped down, as if falling freely under the cliff , and landed firmly in front of Shubi.

"By the way, little sister, do you know where this is? This doesn't seem to be Japan. I just bought special crabs in City Z and was going back..."

Saitama scratched his cheek and asked, then his cheeky face froze suddenly.

He silently glanced at the hands of the little devil with wings raised, then looked around again, and finally saw the plastic bag covered by sand and stones on the ground not far from the right.

The special crab inside seems to be good.

Saitama's stiff expression eased and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, it's a good thing I'm fine, otherwise I won't have dinner today..."

"boom--!!!"

At this time, a huge beam of light descended without warning, completely covering the huge crater in the wasteland in an instant, causing a chain of violent explosions, turning it into a crater as if it had been smashed by a meteorite. crater.

"Diankai—No entry!"

A circular energy matrix appeared in time, protecting the girl who was curled up under it, and another man in the huge light beam, Saitama, subconsciously protected the little jeep that turned into a child in his hand, which he regarded as a human being Lil.

The huge air wave generated by the energy wave moved towards the end of the horizon in all directions, sweeping and covering everything, the surface was cracked in a large area, and the violent vibration caused even spread to an orc exploration team thousands of miles away. It was bluntly and directly out of thin air, and it was enlarged several times, and it became deeper.

The scene where the terrain is forcibly changed is as if the scepter of God has fallen into the world.

But... the smoke is harmless.

"Ahem, wow, there's a lot of dust, and who is throwing things around? This is very immoral."

There was no faint sound coming from the rolled up dust, and there were two coughs.

"There's so much dust that I can't see anything."

The next moment, with the appearance of a fist wind like a [-]th-level typhoon, the visibility of the scene that was originally similar to the central area of ​​​​fog instantly returned to its original appearance.

Then Saitama looked up, and found that something like an island was stopping in the sky directly above him, casting a large shadow.

"what is that?"

Qiyu scratched his head in doubt, "It looks quite big."

And someone beside him answered the question for him.

"Avant Heim."

The circular energy matrix dissipated, Shubi looked up at the city in the sky above.

The hope for life that had just risen in my heart suddenly and silently dissipated.

"The location of the Flügel's camp, the number of high-energy reactions... Saitama, run away."

"Run meow?"

A cold voice with a smile appeared suddenly behind Shubi, and accompanied by a black sickle representing death, it directly and casually cut Shubi's neck.

"!!! Not good, the code is opened - the code is forbidden..."

"Oh!"

The sickle blade condensed from high-concentration energy was directly crushed.

"Varied......?"

The green-haired Flügel was shocked by the figure that instantly appeared in front of his eyes, subconsciously shuttled through space, and returned to midair.

"Hey, don't use weapons to attack children, you can't kill children indiscriminately in the age of declining birth rate."

While complaining, Saitama spat out the energy fragments he had crushed in his mouth, but saw them dissipate directly into the air, and was stunned for a moment.

"Eh? What is this?"

And the green-haired Flügel, who had condensed a sickle in his hand again in mid-air, looked at Saitama below with some seriousness. When the opponent appeared just now, he didn't see how the opponent came here, and even reacted to the fluctuation of spirit power. Didn't feel it at all.

"who are you?"

"Me?" Saitama looked a little dazed and replied, "I'm Saitama, a hero driven by interest."

"What kind of meow is that?" The green-haired Flügel frowned, "I'm asking about the original body of your race that has transformed into this miscellaneous fish. Is this body function a dragon spirit or a phantom?"

"No, what are you talking about, I'm human." Saitama scratched her cheek and replied seriously.

But upon hearing this answer, the green-haired Flügel was directly enraged.

"Monkey? Are you kidding me, how dare you fool me like that!"

The halo on the top of the head turned into an ominous black, the white wings around the waist were fully unfolded, and the sickle in his hand was instantly covered with countless amplification circles. The ultra-high concentration of energy reactions even distorted the air and the surrounding gravity. His whole body exudes an overwhelming presence that belongs to the strong.

The islands in the sky flickered, and figures exuding a terrifying aura appeared one after another behind the green-haired Flügel.

She raised her hand, pointed the sickle at Saitama, and her eyes radiated dangerous green flames.

"My name is Azrael, and I am the chairman of the Eighteen Wings Council, the plenipotentiary agent of the Flügel, Saitama, you are now regarded by us as an enemy that must be wiped out, and..."

Azrael looked at little Jibril who was still held by Saitama, and the smile on her face suddenly became very dangerous and cold.

"If you dare to bully my sister, you have to pay some price meow."

As if responding to her will, the Flügel behind them also condensed black death scythes in their hands, and the elven corridors on the wings flickered, and the condensed high-energy reactions made Shubi's eyes flicker continuously.

On this planet, the Flügel was created by the god of war Artoxiu as a god-killing weapon. Each individual is incredibly strong, and any Flügel can destroy a city of other races with a single strike.

Their innate strength even made them the only race enjoying themselves in this protracted world war.

In the past, the only ones who could mobilize them on a large scale, apart from the non-standard gods, were only dragon spirits, but that time only dozens of them were mobilized, and this time...

The wings are fully unfolded, as if covering the sky.

All the Flügel came here.

"Ah, it feels so troublesome."

Saitama, who still didn't feel the slightest bit of tension, scratched her cheek, then looked down at the little Jibril who was still caught by her, who had stopped making noises for some reason from the beginning.

"She said she was your sister, but why did she seem to attack you when she fired the beam just now?"

"That light beam is a specific identification attack. It's quite troublesome to use, and it can't hurt me. Compared with this..." Jibril's young and tender face was full of doubts and puzzled.

"Why did you protect me just now?"

"Eh?" Qiyu looked a little surprised and was taken aback for a moment, but still answered her question, "You are not a weirdo, even if I am not a hero, protecting a child is a matter of course, right?"

Looking at the little Jibril who seemed to be stunned, Saitama didn't care, but ignored the increasingly dangerous atmosphere above, and looked at the location of his bag of special crabs.

"Compared to this, I'd better give my dinner to...eh?"

Porkface became silent, and Saitama looked at the only plastic bag residues on the ground expressionlessly, as well as some fragments that seemed to be crab shells.

"..."

Where is his dinner?

"Hahaha, Saitama, right? As an enemy, I will remember your name, meow."

In mid-air, Azrael laughed wildly and coldly, clenched the scythe in her hand, sent a signal to attack in the mental link, and prepared to send the first blow of this battle by herself.

The other party was an existence that could defeat Jibril without a single injury, so she wouldn't be careless in the slightest.

"So, let's start the battle..."

In just a split second, the Flügel felt uneasy that the surrounding air had become very heavy. Even Azrael stopped her movements and words, perceiving any possibility in this nearby space with some doubts. danger exists.

And at this time, Saitama below turned his head, and his face, which was originally simple strokes, was full of dangerous expressions.

The fist in the red glove is raised and clenched.