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Chapter 431

Abanthem.

The Phantasma species surrendered to Artosh, the God of War, and built a city on their backs, becoming a paradise for the Flügels to live in.

From time to time, Flügel would return from outside, talking and laughing, holding various heads in their hands.

When there is no crusade mission, most of the Flügels will go out hunting and competing on their own.

Compare the heads of the prey you hunted together. The higher the rarity, the more it satisfies the twisted vanity of the Flügel.

A girl with emerald hair, a single horn on her head, and blue-gold eyes was sitting on the edge of the city looking at the gray sky, as if waiting for something.

A pair of symmetrical wings appear from her waist, as if woven from light. The halo and pattern on her head are also more complex than Jibril's, consisting of several complex magic arrays"six three seven" and geometric figures. Aura.

A Flügel girl named Azrael.

At the same time, he was also the first Flügel created by Artosh.

"Abangjun, where do you think Xiaoji went? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Azriel swung her legs and said a little boredly.

She was able to have a conversation with Abanthelim.

But the answer she got was that she didn't know.

Of course Abanthelim didn't know.

As Alteshu As an apostle of the city, she functions as a city and cannot go anywhere.

Jibril is also the most lively and active Flügel. Even Master Artho does not know where she goes.

"Huh! It's Xiaoji! It’s Xiaoji who’s back, meow~~~！"

Azriel suddenly laughed and faced the figure flying from the eastern sky.

After getting closer, she realized that Jibril had become smaller.

But this didn't strike her as strange.

After the huge power that the Flügel possesses is concentrated together and released in one blow, the original power will be unable to be maintained, causing the body to shrink in size.

Jibril must have met a very powerful prey, so she became like this.

"Meow! Xiaoji is finally back, meow!"

With such a smile on the face of the Flügel, Azrael, the first individual, was flying like a leap.

"Stay away from me and don't bother me!"

Jibril looked at Azriel flying around in front of her eyes, the expression on her face couldn't help but be bored.

Because she had been forced to call her sister by Azrael, she didn't understand the atmosphere at all.

Even though she was older , but Jibril has always treated Azriel as a fool.

"Xiaoji gets angry all the time, but that’s the cutest thing about you. Xiaoji becomes even cuter when you get smaller, nya.~~~"

Azrael hugged Jibril and kept rubbing the little girl's smiling face.

And the reason why he loves her so much is also very simple.

Compared to other Flügels, no one can predict Jibril's actions. Jibril is beyond common sense and is free and unrestrained. In the past, she was able to defeat even dragon elves.

She has a reason for being unique, and no one can figure it out.

But this is also because of the"incompleteness" given by Artosh-sama when he created Jibril.

The extra individual that made Lord Artho look at, naturally made Azriel love him even more.

"Go away, I came back to report something important to Lord Artex."

Jibril said angrily.

At the same time, she cursed Bai Ming in her heart.

If it weren't for him, how could she have been entangled by such an annoying guy.

Jibril didn't reflect on what she did at all.

"Oh? Does Xiaoji have anything to ask Master Artosh? Could it be that Xiaoji wants to repeat his previous behavior? However, although...Xiaoji, you can’t even condense the light gun now, meow~~~"

Azrael said in surprise

"It's not that kind of thing."

Jibril fell to the ground and spoke.

"Lord Artosh has a new challenger."(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

She recalled what Bai Ming said to her before.

After subduing that special machine-type species, Bai Ming allowed himself to be free and asked her to return to the Sky City. Reported his arrival to Artesio.

He also said that he would follow her.

However, he had returned to Abantheim, but he had not found any trace of the man.

Could it be that he was afraid?

So he deliberately Are you using this kind of reason to come back?

But there is no reason....0If this is the case, then there is no need for her to report it, and there is no need for her to come back.

But no matter what, she had to go to the Amyrlin Hall.

And when Azrael heard this, it was as if she had heard some funny joke, and she laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist.

"My lord's challenger? Xiaoji, is there something wrong with your head too?~~~, how could there be such a challenger in this world?"

Tens of thousands of years ago, since Artosh defeated the Dragon King, who was also known as the strongest, no challenger has dared to challenge his authority.

So far, more than 10,000 years have passed.

"Come on, let me hug you and give you some love, meow."

Jibril was disgusted from the bottom of her heart and avoided Azriel's hug.

"Whatever you think, I'm going over there."

Seeing Jibril's serious look, Azrael gradually put away the joke on her face and showed a serious expression.

Even those gods in the past did not let Jibril show such an expression.

The Emerald Seat The hall is a sacred palace built at the center and highest point of the Flügel city-state. It exudes sacred brilliance all year round.

And those radiance naturally come from the God of War sitting on the throne.

Jibril swayed her wings 1.6, slowly Tuntun flew in.

Behind him was Azrael, who folded her wings and walked in on foot.

Unlike Jibril, all other Flügels only showed a humble attitude when facing Artosh, only Jibril You are an exception.

Entering the temple, the two women looked at the majestic figure on the supreme throne.

It was a man with muscles as strong as rock.

He was the strongest god, the god of war, and the creator of the Flügel, Artho..The huge body is twice the size of the Flügel.

A beard as tough as steel hangs down, and the nine pairs of wings on the back are wrapped around the body like a cloak.

It has a deep outline and angular face, covered by the sharp and wet gold Looking down, Jibril and Azriel's brains seemed to be a little paralyzed.