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"Hope, you can come back...my son."

Clenching his fists tightly, Su Mo left without saying a word. After the coalition forces have advanced the battle line to this point, it is impossible for the battle situation to change further.

Next step.

That is the decisive battle.

And the first battle must be him and Artoxiu.

If His victory cannot be thwarted immediately, the subsequent preparations will be meaningless.

In the next few days, the sea-dwelling troops driving the air bubbles, the ex-machines gathering everywhere, the blood-sucking species quietly walking out from the troops of various races, and the humans and beastmen without any cities, all of them gradually disappeared. Gathered to this battlefield.

It seems to be aware of a certain intention.

Conglong led his own group and also entered the side of the battlefield.

The giants also silently increased their troops.

The elves and fairies still haven't appeared.

The demon species and alien species were also missing.

The allied forces of the nine races surrounded the area where the fantasy species Avant Heim was located. When the war progressed to this point, perhaps, there was really no way out.

For all races, God of War is always the sword of Damocles hanging in the sky.

This sword is an absolute threat to all creatures, and there is no weapon of check and balance.

No one wants this sword to exist. If it is a fair, axiomatic, and limited sword, like a law that has both positive and negative values, it may not be so.

However, this sword is, after all, a sword with its own self.

Everyone hoped that the sword would break.

If this opportunity is lost, perhaps, there will never be such an opportunity again in the future.

Phantasmal species cast their gaze from beyond the stars.

The elves were hiding in the corridor to spy on the battle situation.

The war has really come to a moment of imminent outbreak.

ps: The modification is over, go to morning exercise and have breakfast...

Chapter 1042 : The battle for the strongest.

Chapter 1042: The battle for the strongest.

"Ambush?"

Jibril, who detected that her body was injured at an endangered level, returned to the Flügel residence, inside Avant Heim. As the manager of the Flügel residence, Azrael got Jibril right away. information on physical damage.

"Did the gods take action?"

Azrael couldn't help being a little skeptical. Although it's dishonorable to say so, Jibril, as a backup, has already surpassed the conventional Flügel existences like them. Even her number one individual, when facing Jibril, It also doesn't know how many rounds it can last.

"Phantom species did not participate in the war."

If the phantasmagoria joins the battle, Abant will not say nothing, so the range of enemies that can damage Jibril to this level is really limited.

The dragon king of the dragon spirit.

The leader of the giant race.

The ancestor of the demon species (a special individual of the fantasy species "devil king").

"However, if there is a god-like species to make a move, the master should not sit idly by."

Azrael frowned slowly. If these people really made a move, more or less they would be able to sense it, but now Jibril was seriously injured in such a state.

"Those guys on the ground, this time it's for real."

Jibril's serious injury forced her to recognize the fact that this was not a simple siege.

high possibility.

This time, it's an annihilation battle.

"Are you no longer afraid of our master?"

Although they despise the moles on the ground, they have to admit that even they have the ability to think as intelligent creatures. They will not fail to understand the power of Artosh, the master of the Flügel.

"... You have to ask the master about this matter."

Thinking about this fact in her heart, flapping her wings, Azrael came to the temple at the top of the Flügel resident space. This is the area where Artosh, the god of war, would stay when he appeared in the world.

A huge throne made of pure gold is placed in this temple.

Azrael frowned slightly. She suddenly noticed some abnormal fluctuations. She was in a hurry to come to the temple just now but didn't notice...

"It seems that a mouse has sneaked in?"

The flickering fluctuations in elf power made her a little suspicious. This is the hinterland of the Flügel. Perhaps the victory brought about by tens of thousands of years of war has made her forget her instinct to be vigilant at all times. Facing the coalition forces of those races on the ground, Azrael still regained some sense of vigilance and caution.

"Did it follow Jibril? I forgot to check just now."

Thinking about the race of the people who came, Azrael couldn't help thinking about the characteristics of the vampire race. If it was them, it might really be possible to sneak here quietly.

certainly--