Jibril's Supernatural Journey

Realizing this, even Abant stopped shaking.

"I am conflicted, conflicted, and miserable because of this, should I stay true to my own feelings and obtain my own happiness and stay by your side? Begin to rot inside."

Jibril was a little heavy, and her words were full of weight.

"But at the moment of seeing you, this thought has vanished."

Once again, looking directly into the deep, oppressive eyes of the God of War Artosh, Jibril smiled, a beautiful smile that could tilt the three thousand worlds.

"I decided to grow, grow enough to beat you and make you—"

Jibril showed a fighting spirit that rivaled that of the God of War, exuding an astonishing will throughout her body, and with a ferocious smile that seemed to have a weight, she opened the mouth and said, "My thing!!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience fell silent.

Azrael stared blankly at the two of them, her mouth wide enough to lay down an egg.

'Ruined! '

Those words flashed through Azrael's mind, and her heart filled with sorrow.

Little jeep sauce, this is disrespectful!

Even Artosh didn't respond, staring at Jibril in a daze.

"Ah…"

Just when Azrael thought that the Artesius would be furious, she saw him suddenly laugh.

"Hahaha, hahahahahahahaha!!"

It was full of joyful laughter, even shaking the whole world, the laughter that the whole Abant was shaking, the laughter of the God of War.

Just showing a simple smile made the entire space scream.

The simple bravery and joyful smile made everyone sluggish.

The God of War Artixu, their lord, the God of War, actually laughed? !

Hearing the thunder-like laughter, Azrael froze again.

How long has it been, how long has it been, how long has it been since Artesius-sama didn't show such a happy smile? ?

For the first time I noticed my mistake.

How to please the Lord without understanding the Lord's heart?

For a long time, they did not act as the wings of the god of war, but instead, the Lord has been sitting in the seat to protect the wings!

Too much failure!

So annoyed, and looking at Jibril with brilliance, the killing intent disappeared without a trace as early as an unknown time, but an inexplicable emotion appeared in my heart.

She didn't know what this emotion was, she could only attribute it to her love for Jibril.

After stopping his laughter, Artesu showed a bold and macho smile and said, "I look forward to that day!"

With deep expectation and joy, Artixu drew the curtain for this first meeting

Chapter 2 Fight with me

"Jeep-chan is really, it's too much to do such a thing, meow!"

"Fortunately, the Lord has forgiven Jeep-chan's rudeness, otherwise my sister would have to kill Jeep-chan reluctantly, meow."

"Jeep-chan is my cute little sister, meow, I don't want to see my newborn sister die in front of meow."

"What's more, Jeep-chan can't be the master's opponent, meow!"

"Jeep-chan, say something, meow!!"

Azrael chattered like an old mother.

Emerald hair, a single horn on the head, blue-gold pupils of different colors, a pair of symmetrical wings that seem to be woven from light derived from the waist, and the halo pattern on the head is also more complicated than Jibril. A halo of complex magic circles and geometric figures.

As the original individual, Azrael was created in the most perfect form. Even though it was not the peak of the God of War's power at the time, her own spirit power still surpassed Jibril's own by more than four times.

As for the fighting ability, although it is a bit shocking, the current Jibril will be defeated in less than 10 minutes, and even if it is serious, it is a problem within a hundred moves.

That is, it only takes a few seconds.

Jibril ignored Azrael and spoke to Jibril in dissatisfaction with Azrael puffing her cheeks. In the end, Jibril turned around.

Just as Azrael smiled happily, Jibril said in a mature tone and a sweet tone like Qingluan: "You're annoying, Azrael-senpai."

Looking at Jibril's eyes that looked like she was looking at a cockroach, Azrael turned to stone in an instant.

"It's annoying...It's annoying...It's annoying..."

Floating in the air with a posture that didn't fit the air, Azrael muttered, her whole body was filled with the color of lime.

It wasn't until she came to the outside world and looked at the gathered Flügel that Azrael barely escaped the state just now.

Looking at the curious eyes of her sisters, Azrael reluctantly raised her spirits.

"Azrael, why is the Lord pleased?"

The Flügel with one eye and one wing, and even the halo above her head was broken, raised a question. Her name was Raphael. In a certain war, she was injured that even the Lord could not repair. Even so, she was still one of the Flügel. One of the strongest.

Hearing this, Azrael forgot the blow just now, puffed out her chest, and pointed at Jibril proudly: "The Lord is delighted by the birth of Jeep-chan, meow!"

Hearing this, all the Flügel looked at Jibril with curious eyes.

Being stared at by at least hundreds, and even constantly appearing, of Flügels was not such a wonderful scene.

But even so, Jibril still smiled and did not waver at all.

Lifting her skirt slightly, she performed the graceful manners of a young lady. Jibril smiled and said, "My name is Jibril, ladies and gentlemen, please give me more advice in the future."

After Jibril said these words, everyone understood that Jibril was probably their final sister and the youngest sister.

Are you happy for Jibril's birth?

It looks like it's looking forward to it.

Looking at Jibril's power beyond ordinary Flügel, everyone whispered in their hearts, and their eyes gradually changed from curiosity to love.

Abont Heim, this is the name of this air fortress.

Floating at a height of [-] meters in the air, like the land of a whale floating in the air

The air fortress composed of countless forts and blue eyes full of murderous intent, only the faint light and moonlight emitted by the cube itself, reflecting the chaotic scenery of countless cubes.

It is the second-ranked life form in this world, the fantasy species!

Its rank is higher than that of the third elf species, the source of the elf corridor interwoven into this world, and it is a life independent from the normal ecological system.It's another world in itself!

And act as the seat of the god of war, exerting a devastating power!

Raphael introduced the area they were in and brought Jibril to a room.

Although the Flügel did not need to rest, a fixed room and some privacy were still available.

"Thank you, Sister Raphael."

Jibril smiled and looked at the girly room in front of her and thanked her.

Shaking his head, Raphael said, "It's nothing, but Azrael arranged the room. If you want to thank her, thank her."

Jibril looked at Azrael who was following her with a stubborn face next to her, and there was a look of hope in her eyes.

"So that's the case, I still think who has such bad taste, so it's you, senior."

Looking at Azrael with contempt, she suddenly turned to stone again.

"Jibril doesn't like meow?? Meow, meow, go and replace this!"

While Azrael was panicking, Jibril walked in.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you come in and sit?"

Jibril smiled.

Staring blankly at Jibril's smile, Azrael revealed moved tears: "Sure enough, Jeep-chan loves meow, so moved meow!"

After he finished speaking, he rushed in and even hugged Jibril before she could react, rubbing her head against Jibril's chest, causing Jibril's eyes to widen.

"So cute, so cute, so cute, I really miss the sun meow!!"

Azrael's face instantly turned cute, and she rubbed Jibril's chest with saliva.

"gross!"

Supporting Azrael's face with her hands, Jibril said in disgust, "Can you please stop touching me? Senior Hentai!!"

"Wow~ it's not fair, why is it called Raphael's elder sister and meow's senior?! I want Jeep to call my elder sister, my elder sister!!"

With her head propped up, Azrael still relentlessly wanted to lean over, but she was unable to do so.

"do not want!"

Jibril sternly refused.

The completely ruthless words made Azrael's eyes widen.

"Jeep sauce is too much..."

Lying on the ground as if powerless, Azrael wept pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Looking at this farce, Raphael covered his face helplessly, but still had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Is this Azrael? ?

In order to win, she could even sacrifice her beloved sisters, that Azrael who was purely composed of murderous intent? ?

In the past that seems to be a long time ago, Raphael lost one eye and one wing in the battle of the Flügel slaying the gods, and even the halo, which was the source of the spell, was damaged and suffered irreversible damage.

However, it was not a god who did such a thing, but Azrael!

In order to defeat the gods, Azrael used Raphael as a shield to shoot a blow that penetrated the essence of the gods, killing them!

Even now, looking back on Azrael's eyes at that time, she still felt shiver-like cold, her eyes that were cold to the bone and full of murderous intent.

However, compared to the current Azrael, Raphael fell silent.

There is no doubt that Azrael can make such a change, only