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Upon hearing this, Jibril fell into deep thought, finally shaking her head. "I don't know. Artosh-sama has been sitting on the throne since I was born. However, the other Flügel sisters told me that Artosh-sama challenged the Dragon King, the so-called strongest of the Dragonoids, and ultimately killed him."

"Since then, no Old Deus has dared to challenge Artosh-sama's authority. They have all become cowards."

Having said this, Jibril paused.

"Why are you asking these questions? Are you planning to challenge Artosh-sama?"

It's like hearing a funny joke.

Jibril widened her eyes slightly, then shrugged and said, "Then I can only wish you a slow death."

"Girl, you are very confident."

Athena frowned slightly.

"It's not confidence, it's a fact."

Jibril said in a deep voice.

Even though she despises the lower species, she still respects the higher species.

"If you are willing to let me go, I will be happy to collect your body."

The girl blinked, her expression not seeming fake.

"I see you're waiting to cut off our heads and use them as ornaments?"

Luo Guang chuckled.

Jibril curled her lips and remained silent.

How could she possibly want to miss such a precious prey?

However, if I fight with Artosh-sama, it is not certain whether I can still have a complete body.

"But don't worry, I will give you the chance to collect the body."

After saying that.

Luo Guang then asked Athena to remove the shackles from Jibril.

"What's wrong? Are you planning to let me go?"

Jibril had actually already prepared to die.

But she didn't expect that Luo Guang actually intended to let her go.

"Think carefully. After I release you, I will definitely report your presence to Artosh-sama."

Jibril said.

"Then go ahead. I will let the world know a new name, a name that everyone will remember."

Hearing the unquestionable tone in Luo Guang's voice, Jibril looked at him deeply, flapped her wings and flew away.

Although he had lost most of his strength, he still retained his ability to fly, and by absorbing the spirits in the Spirit Corridor, he could barely return to Avantheim within a day.

But... During the flight, Jibril was very confused.

He's trying to gather information about Artosh-sama in order to obtain the Star Grail, right?

But why did you choose the most difficult path?

No matter how you look at it, this move is foolhardy.

Jibril really couldn't understand.

Maybe some gods are just stupid.

Chapter 289 Jibril's Speculation

In the original story, Jibril accidentally ran into the barrier of the elf capital while hunting.

Then, in a rage, he used Sky Strike to destroy the entire capital of the Elfs.

Later, due to excessive consumption, she turned into a little girl.

At that time, Xinknilvalen was not in the capital, so he escaped.

However, Luo Guang didn't expect that he would run into him by chance.

Then there is nothing more to say.

Anyway, the target this time is the God of War Artosh.

As minions of the God of War, the Flügel must know something about the God of War.

Catch him and interrogate him first.

According to the setting, Jibril's full-strength attack can evaporate the ocean in the main film. In the plot six thousand years later, she can remain safe and sound after being hit by a small-yield hydrogen bomb. She even defeated one Fantasy Race, one Dragon Race, and one Giant Race, which have higher racial sequences than herself, alone.

However, this made no difference to Luo Guang.

Facing Tianji, who was capable of destroying the barrier and the elf capital with one strike, Luo Guang simply stopped him with a finger.

The surging energy stagnated instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the pleased smile on Jibril's face froze.

She saw a man completely neutralize the energy of the sky strike and then come to her nonchalantly.

Jibril's thoughts raced.

"Is it an Old Deus?"

Although Jibril's attitude towards the lower species was no different from that towards monkeys.

However, when facing a strong person, she, who believes in the law of the jungle, will still respect those who are stronger than herself.

This emotion is simple and sincere.

Of course, Jibril's respect didn't mean she wouldn't have murderous intentions towards the strong.

On the contrary, the more powerful the enemy is, the more she will be interested in him.

For the other Flügels, the higher-ranking species were beings that they could not eliminate on their own.

Therefore, they often choose to hunt in groups.

However, Jibril did not believe in this "rule" and successfully proved that she could hunt superior species alone.

It was because of her behavior of breaking the "rules" that she was identified as an "extra individual" by the other Flügels and the God of War Artosh.

"We can talk now."

Luo Guang came in front of the smaller version of Jibril.

At this moment, her body was extremely petite, just like an elementary school student.

A young face easily inspires people's desire to protect it.

However, only those who are familiar with the Flügel race would know that this seemingly cute girl is actually more terrifying than the Devil race.

Luo Guang looked down at Jibril.

"What are you talking about? I never thought there was an Old Deus like you hiding here. But you don't look like those pointy-eared Creators. Who are you?"

Suppressing the fear in her heart, Jibril looked up into Luo Guang's eyes with a childish smile on her face.

"You don't need to know. Now is the time for me to ask questions and you to answer them."

Luo Guang chuckled and spoke.

Jibril was stunned for a moment, a fierce look flashing in her eyes, but as a person with high intelligence, she was very clear about her current situation.

As for Phantasma, Jibril would also find a way to kill them.

However, as for the Old Gods, besides still harboring this thought, she also knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to accomplish it alone.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be just a mere Flügel.

"But why are you so sure that my next answers are all true? Even if I lied to you, you wouldn't be able to tell. After all, the things you ask me are bound to be things you don't know, but I do."

Jibril blinked.

She doesn't necessarily have to tell lies, she just needs to mix some truth in with the lies.

"You're quite clever for a Flügel, much smarter than you would be six thousand years later."

Luo Guang smiled slightly.

"Thank you for the compliment, but why six thousand years from now? Could it be that you are from the future six thousand years from now?"

"Actually, I've long noticed the difference between you and the Old Deus. Whenever anyone uses their power, it triggers a vibration in the spirits and connects to the Spirit Corridor. But you don't have a single trace of spirit energy. So, you're not from the same era as us, right?"

"This little guy is quite smart."

Athena appeared beside Luo Guang at the right time.

Although they were of similar size, the maturity and temperament in their eyes were far beyond Jibril's reach.

Jibril also noticed Athena's appearance.

She was shocked.

have to.

Another lord who had no spirit reactions, but was far more powerful than himself.

But it was this discovery that made Jibril even more excited.

She is looking forward to all the unknowns and difficulties.

Now Luo Guang's presence has completely attracted her attention.

However, neither Luo Guang nor Athena intended to answer any of her questions.

At least not now.

This is the chapter that was missing before, now it is complete.

Chapter 291: Lame Reason

Avantheim.

Flügel Azriel was in the Amyrlin Throne Room, reporting the day's events to their Creator God, who sat on the throne.

In fact, there is no need for this kind of thing.

However, Artosh, the creator of the Flügel, has been sitting in his chair ever since he defeated the Dragon King.

The Flügel also often heard his sighs.

The reason is that their creator is simply too invincible.

No one in this world dares to challenge him.

There was no one who could arouse Artosh’s interest.

Therefore, in order to dispel the boredom of her Creator, Azrael would report to Artosh every day what the Flügel had done that day and which races they had killed.

Even though Azriel knew, the things she reported would not arouse the interest of their gods.

Azriel raised her head slightly, glanced at the majestic god on the throne, and sighed softly.

Just standing here, you can feel a strong sense of oppression.

The exposed bronze skin is covered with strong muscles that grow together like the roots of an old tree.

Just looking at this figure, the adjective "powerful" pops up in my mind.

Artosh’s sturdy body was twice the size of an ordinary Flügel.

His black beard hung down like cast steel, and the eighteen wings growing from his back wrapped around his body like a cloak.