Zongman: Traveling through countless worlds at the same time

In the face of Jibril's killing intent.

Even a genius like Shinko Nilvalen couldn't help but hold his breath.

There are differences in the power of different races.

Regardless of the rank of the Flügel elves, they only ranked sixth among the sixteen races.

Just one place higher than the No.7 elf.

However, let's talk about individual strength.

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

Eightfold spells for her.

Perhaps among the elves, there is an unprecedented genius.

However, if it were to face off against Jibril in her normal state.

Xin Ke Nilvalen suspected that he might be killed in a flash.

but.

The premise of being spiked is that Jibril is in her prime.

As for the current situation, Jibril's young girl's body can also be seen.

In front of her, she was in the sequelae period after the release of Sky Strike.

In other words.

The current Jibril's strength has greatly shrunk.

under these circumstances.

Xin Ke Nilvalen still has the confidence to touch her.

and so--

"Betrayed the wings of the Creator God, and want to win the favor of the new master?"

She satirized Jibril in front of her with a very pungent tone.

"Unfortunately, with your current posture, the poor can't do anything, right?"

"Oh no, even with a normal posture, you seem to be a tablet... It's really rude to poke at your sore spot."

Without scruples, he released his arrogance.

Shinko Nilvalen puffed out her chest, and used a huge slime to express her contempt for Jibril, who was in the state of a young girl in front of her.Eight.

Chapter 332

The elves are indeed a race known as the coloring elves.

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

I looked at the huge slime of the elves in front of me.

Then, he looked at his empty chest.

Jibril hummed proudly.

"It's just a low-level organ of a low-level creature. For me and other Flügels who don't need to reproduce, that thing is a complete burden!"

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

Plus all the Flügel genders are female.

Therefore, they do not reproduce.

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

Although it does have various organs of a girl.

However, Jibril really didn't feel that it was meaningful.

Therefore, even though she was crushed on her body, she still looked arrogant.

Hear Jibril's belittling.

Shinko Nilvalen was not in the least angry.

She said with a sweet smile.

"It turns out that the noble Flügel doesn't need to breed, that's just right."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Su Mo who was beside her.

"But as an elf, I really want to know what a child of the gods will look like..."

"If Lord Su Mo doesn't mind, you can order me to sleep tonight!"

In front of Jibril, she said these words.

Both to stimulate Jibril.

Also out of curiosity.

The descendants of the gods... This kind of thing has never really appeared in this world.

Being curious about this is also her sincerity.

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.

Shinko Nilvalen thought so.

Totally unexpected.

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

The Flügel in the state of a young girl looked at Su Mo beside him with an expression of eagerness that made her saliva drool.

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

"If it is me and Su Mo's child, it will definitely become very strong!"

"Maybe, you can slap Lord Artixu directly!"

"Woo~ Thinking about it, I feel like I want to suck..."

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, revealing a slutty smile.

Jibril approached Su Mo directly.

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

Putting on a pitiful look, he pleaded softly.

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

in order to achieve their purpose.

Jibril did not hesitate to use her current infant body to act like a child.

Just not too cute.

Even Su Mo's willpower was not so firm for a moment.

However, come back.

Su Mo was still angry and knocked a knife on Jibril's forehead.

"Woo~ it hurts!"

Jibril covered her reddish head with tears in her eyes.

Continue to coquettishly.

"Why did Mr. Su Mo refuse?"

"Difficult... Could it be that you don't like Jibril?"

Looking at her brows, she also seemed a little aggrieved.

It has to be said that the Flügel is a race that is only favored by the heavens.

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

But still involuntarily, I felt that my heart was melted a little.

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

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

"My reasons for refusing have nothing to do with that."

He looked at Jibril seriously.

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

"However, if you expect your daughter to have any special talent and be able to defeat Artosu."

"Then I'll be disappointed in you."

Say so.

Su Mo's tone became as hard as iron.

He looked at Jibril in front of him without any room for discussion.

Then, he said a little sternly.

"Do you have to rely on the strength of others to defeat the enemy?"

"—Who do you think I am!"

The domineering arrogance swept through the minds of the two.

Whether it was Shinko Nilvalen or Jibril, their bodies began to faintly tremble.

The gods in front of them are serious about using their own power to challenge the strongest god who silenced all the gods.

Moreover, there was no hesitation, no hesitation.

It is different from the gods who have watched and watched so far, and no one dared to take action against the god of war.

The man in front of him had unquestionable confidence that he could defeat the God of War.

After realizing this.

The two finally realized.

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

Has nothing to do with power.

This is equivalence of will.

After hearing Su Mo's words.

Jibril's eyes gleamed even more.

Overjoyed, she knelt down directly.

The pair of wings around his waist were attached to the bottom as if tame.

The halo above his head also moved slightly backwards.

This is the attitude of the Flügel, which only shows absolute surrender to the master.

Even before, when she became Su Mo's pet because of the contract, Jibril didn't show this gesture.

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

That is absolutely uncompromising, and will surely overcome Artoius' will.

So Jibril expressed her surrender.

"Sorry, my lord, it's because I don't know you well enough to make such absurd words."

"As a servant, it is my dereliction of duty to not understand the master's thoughts."

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