When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Facing the unprecedentedly powerful light and shadow, Yongye's sword shattered... His body was also destroyed by the huge force, and his consciousness fell deeply, deeply, into the endless abyss called death.

The appearance of an unknown existence disrupted the original battlefield, and even made Jibril feel fear, and trembled all over when the fear reached her.

But... Flügel fear death? No, the Flügel created as a weapon should not have that kind of emotion, but now it appears, the answer... She is not afraid of her own death, but worried that Yongye will die.

And the girl who was separated by the same glass barrier gradually couldn't see the figure in the distant void, and could only see that figure once again blocked in front of the blood-colored light, and then... the brief conflict quickly came to an end.

The fierce energy conflict and the raging blood-colored thunder tore apart that void world.

Yong Ye ushered in another defeat, and was torn into pieces by the power that surged so violently that it made her tremble.

The girl's angelic face was distorted by another disappearance of the figure, and she opened her hand to dim the surrounding light, and a dim black scythe appeared in her hand again.

"——Break it open for me!!"

She raised the black sickle to smash the world, the barrier that she couldn't penetrate because of the order, but at the moment before...

"Stop, little jimmy!"

"Who cares about you!"

Jibril ignored Azrael's dissuasion, so Azrael appeared in front of the world barrier, holding up the same black scythe to parry Jibril's attempt to smash the outer layer of the world.

The edge of the world shone with light, and the loud sound that was delayed for a few seconds shocked the atmosphere.

Azrael's face is no longer that angelic perfect, too perfect smile, not even a smile, this is what she looked like before Jibril was born, after Jibril was born, she changed , but now she changed back in order to carry out the order, to inform without any emotion.

"The final instance, I said... stop."

"What are you doing!! Why are you standing in front of me?! Do you want me to sit and watch Master Yongye be killed?!... The first individual!"

"This is Master Yong Ye's order. Master Yong Ye will not die. He has the essence of immortality."

"It won't die? Is the opponent something that can be viewed with a general concept! What if it dies?!"

"I believe in Master Yongye, please believe in it too, and you are just looking for death."

"…I…!"

"Even if you don't believe Master Yongye, I won't let you go there."

Under Jibril's sight, Azrael lowered her head to hide her expression, took a deep breath and raised her head again. The Flügel smiled again, but the smile was empty. The mask is like a puppet that has discarded all emotions.

"The first individual... shouldn't you go with me to help Lord Yongye?!"

"Let you stay here, this is Master Yongye's order."

Seeing Jibril's shoulders trembling with anger, Azrael's voice was still as cold as a knife, without emotion.

Chapter 2 The Coward Most Unbefitting a Hero

"I'm about to get really angry even though I'm kind... Get out! The first instance, or I'll kill you right now!" Faced with Azrael's changes, Jibril was not afraid at all.

"If you can't do it, give up."

Looking at the girl who was furious and exuding a clear killing intent towards herself, Azrael understood that Jibril really wanted to kill herself, and understood that this ultimate individual, a special individual—an incomplete individual is not Will act according to the order, she can only put away her smile and sigh deeply, "You can't do it."

"—Then try it out?"

Jibril didn't want to waste her energy here, but if Azrael really didn't want to get out of the way, she could only defeat her first, and then rush out.

Azrael is not only ghastly and frightening, but also has control over the world that is higher than hers, but this battle... no matter whether it can go well or not, it must be fought first. With determination, the halo on her head unfolds into multiple and complicated forms. The pattern, the white wings spread out towards the surroundings, suddenly turned from bright to dark, and even the light was squeezed out, turning into jet-black wings of light.

At the same time, Azrael did the same thing. Azrael swung her right hand, and the light disappeared from her raised hand.

But Azrael was different from Jibril, her smile was emotionless and her eyes were icy cold, while Jibril's face was full of anger, and her eyes were full of angry killing intent.

Even though Azrael acted far stronger than herself at this moment, Jibril's eyes didn't waver at all, she didn't think she would lose at all.

Immediately afterwards, terrifying forces collided with each other, and the sky strikes of the two intersected each other.

Jibril always played cards unreasonably, and even defeated the Flügel leader Azrael whose total strength was more than four times hers, and defeated Azrael with less than a quarter of the strength of the strongest Flügel. The miracle of Zilier, now that the power of Yongye has changed back to the original gap under the blessing of the world, can such a miracle be reproduced?

the answer is……

…cannot.

The power that vibrated the void shook the outer layer of the entire world, and the aftermath of the power penetrated Jibril's abdomen.

"... Lock her up... This is the order of our Lord God."

The instant Azrael spoke, all the Flügel scattered in various worlds except Jibril were transferred and appeared in the surroundings.

Even though her beloved sister was seriously injured, Azrael's smile and eyes were still extremely cold, and she exuded a strange and terrifying aura. At the same time, she obtained the authority to block Jibril's power.

The Flügel girls who rushed over also immediately helped to control Jibril, who was seriously injured but still in a state of berserk.

"...Let me go!"

Stubbornly suppressing an almost uncontrollable anger, Jibril, who was pierced through her abdomen, stared at the figure above with despairing eyes that were deeper than the abyss.

"...You can't help even if you go."

"That battle has no chance of winning!"

"I know."

Azrael's answer was very difficult, but she didn't ignore the question. She couldn't see the difference, but if it was the master's order, she couldn't disobey it. If the master said to trust him, then she chose to believe it. To be honest How did things suddenly turn out like this, she still hasn't figured it out yet, but she just feels confused in her heart, turned her face away and said softly with a dry voice, "...so it's useless if you go."

"—I just want to die before Lord Yongye?" Jibril tried hard to break free, but couldn't, closed her eyes forcefully, and said words that shook Azrael.

Jibril never thought that she would be able to overcome the unknown, but she just didn't want to leave Yongye to linger on her last breath.

"...But Lord Yongye doesn't want you to die."

"...just this time...just this time, please, please...sister..."

Realizing that she was powerless to resist, Jibril raised her head in the darkness of despair, tears welled up in her eyes, her voice seemed to be forced out, and she knelt down while suppressing sobs.

"...It's so despicable...Xiaoji..." Feeling the expectation, pleading and fear of being betrayed by her younger sister, Azrael couldn't maintain her cold face, and silently lowered her head, not wanting to see her sister, because His eyes deeply eroded her will.

It is obvious, or almost obvious, that Azrael has special feelings for Jibril, not only because Jibril is a special individual, but also because she is irreplaceable, the smallest and the most loving, and even makes her The changed sister appeared.

As the leader of the Flügel, it is the former Azrael who used all means to achieve her goals. She has not changed in the past 20,000 years. She smiled nonchalantly and used her own race as a shield. This kind of thing has also been done before.

Legend has it that in the previous battle of killing gods, it was not Raphael, one of the eighteen wings of the Flügel, who actually killed the gods, but used Raphael as a shield to penetrate Raphael's wings together with the essence Azrael.

Azrael, who could easily sacrifice her own younger sister, even once made her fellow Flügel fear her. That's how she, like the Iron Queen, changed because of her youngest sister.