I, Unlimited Stream, European Emperor

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Artoxiu's heart, which had been cold and silent for tens of thousands of years, began to beat slowly. He watched the names of the sponsors and the meanings they represented.

"Elves, Goblins, Ex-Machinas... and the masters of the two new creations."

He slowly showed a happy smile, mixed with malice and fighting intent, crazy and ferocious smile.

"Do you want to take my strongest?"

"Come on then."

As the strongest, you will not be afraid of any challenge.

He is the strongest in this world, but also the existence that most desires to be defeated.

The feeling of always standing at the top is an indescribable loneliness.

He desperately hopes to have someone who can free him from this hopeless death.

And now-

It seems that many acquaintances have pinned their hopes on the so-called community fighters.

"Su Mo."

Gently pronouncing this short and unfamiliar name, God of War showed an expectant expression on his face.

"I will fight."

His eyes fell on the infiltrators. For these two weak infiltrators, he did not have any intention of killing them. They were weak and pitiful ants. For him, there was no need to do anything.

and--

The mission of their infiltration has been achieved.

It doesn't make any sense to kill them again.

"Go back and tell that person."

Wings fluttering, God of War looked down at Rick and Shubi, "Tell him, I am at the top, waiting for him to win the title of strongest."

"Azrael, there's no need to kill them, let them go."

After exhorting the last sentence, Artosh suddenly disappeared from the throne without a trace, and Azrael knelt down unwillingly, with an expression of obvious struggle.

She didn't turn around, her low and hoarse voice filled with killing intent echoed in the temple.

"Get out of here, heretics!"

"Next..."

"It's real war."

Listening to this, Rick stared at the Flügel commander indifferently, and did not refute any harsh words as usual.

As she said-

Next.

is real war.

A life-and-death war is coming.

"Go, Hubie."

He turned around and left the temple. A few minutes later, Shubi led him out of Avant Heim's airspace. It was only at this moment that Rick's expression slowly relaxed.

Blood flowed from his nose unconsciously, and his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes...

The price for mortals to look directly at divine power is based on life.

Even with Shubi's protection, Rick was still under the impact of the god of war, and now it is very difficult to stand still.

"...my mission is complete."

Coughing softly, Rick smiled.

"Next, it will be Dad's home court."

"Rick, I can't talk now."

"Don't worry, Hubby... I won't let go now until my father defeats that guy and you give me a baby."

"...Shubie will have many, many children for Rick."

"By then, am I going to have to spell to support my family?"

He smiled, blood seeped out of his mouth, but no pain could be seen on his face.

"Dad."