"Who!"

Hearing a sudden unfamiliar voice in her ears, Azriel looked in the direction from which the voice had come from.

And, while turning, she was also ready for battle.

And when the owner of the voice appeared in front of his eyes, Azriel, who was about to make a move, was immediately stunned.

The body wrapped in golden armor evoked memories of her.

As a Celestial Wing who is very close to Gypril, Azriel naturally knows about Gypril suddenly fighting outside and unleashing the Celestial Strike to become a child.

And because Gibriel has been sullen since she came back this time, Azriel has been taking care of her before.

So, she knew about the battle between Gibril and the woman in the golden armor named Alfia.

However, it is different from Kibril, who has personally experienced the strength of Alfeia.

Gypril thinks that Al Feiya may still be alive.

But Azriel thinks she's dead.

She didn't think anyone could escape without a flaw under the blow of heaven.

This was impossible in Azriel's eyes.

But now, the moment she met Alfia, Azriel trusted Gypril's words a little.

From her opponent's body, she felt a heavy pressure.

The other party is not weaker than her in strength.

Add to that the fact that she is dressed and that she is as mysterious as Althugh considers an enemy.

Azriel didn't think there could be two such women.

"Are you the Arfia of Gypril?"

Reaching out to stop the other Celestial Wings around him who wanted to make a move, Azriel asked seriously.

Considering Kibril's description of her strength, and how unscathed she is now after escaping Kibril's strike.

If it is certain that the other party is Al Feiya, then Azriel does not intend to fight the other party.

In terms of the defensive ability that Gypril said, it would be difficult for them to distinguish the winner in a short period of time if they fought.

In this way, they may be held back by each other.

If it were a normal day, Azriel would naturally not care about these things.

After all, the Celestial Wing is warlike.

But now different, their master, the god of war, Althu, is facing his own enemies.

As an enemy identified by Althugh, the strength of the other party is probably on a par with Althugh.

At this time, as Altxiu's weapon.

They must not leave this battlefield without permission, and be stopped by other things without permission.

No matter how belligerent they are, in front of their master's important affairs, other things are just passing moments, and they don't need to care.

"Oh, can you guess me?"

"Although I expected Gypril to tell you about our battle, I didn't expect to be recognized at once."

"Sure enough, this golden armor is too eye-catching."

Glancing at his armor, Al Feiya couldn't help but sigh.

However, despite that, in Alfeiya's heart, there was not the slightest dislike for the golden holy garment on his body.

Some of them just love it.

"Is that really you?"

Hearing Al Feya's response, Azriel's vigilance quickly increased to the fullest.

"Then I wonder what the purpose of your trip is?"

"It's just to stop you from getting involved in this fight."

Alfeiya said lightly.

"The boss of our family is looking forward to this battle, so he doesn't want anyone else to get involved in this battle, which affects his interest."

"Is that so? Then our purpose should be the same."

Azriel replied earnestly.

"In the same way, our master has endless expectations for this battle, and we don't want to see anyone else get involved in it."

"Really? It would be nice to have a consensus."

Alfia nodded in satisfaction.

"Then let's watch this battle quietly here."

"That's how it should be."

Azriel also said with satisfaction.

...

After a calm but secretly fierce gaze, the battle began in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, two terrifying imposes spread across the entire planet.

All the races in this world felt the heavy oppression as if heaven and earth were going to be destroyed at this moment.

There is nothing more devastating than this.

And that's not all.

At the edge of the battlefield, the feelings of Alfeiya and the Celestial Wings led by Azriel became clearer.

[In view of the general environment,

Feeling such an aura, a sentence was suddenly born in their hearts.

This is war.

As the protagonists of the war, Micah and Altehue have entered the climax of the war in just a few moments.

The two have given it their all.

I used all my strength.

In the face of Micah's lightspeed fist, Altexiu didn't care.

With his current state, the Light Speed Fist could no longer bring the bonus of the characteristics of the cultivation system to Micah.

For the speed of God, Althuel can completely keep up.

But his power was too much for Micah to bear.

Even though he was wearing a divine robe, in the face of Altxiu's heavy punch, Micah was still constantly retreating.

Although Micah was not too seriously injured under the protection of the divine robe.

But he was completely suppressed by Altehue on the offensive.

Unlike Micah, who constantly used a variety of golden combat skills, the god of war, Altxiu's fighting style was just a simple and unpretentious fist.

There are no magic laws.

There are no dazzling special effects.

Some are just that one punch that combines all his strength, including his mental and physical skills, and the strongest fist of spirit and spirit.

As the strongest god species, Artehu is the strongest spokesperson.

He and the other gods are not at all of a level of existence.

Every punch he throws is his pinnacle punch.

was constantly hit by this "mediocre" punch, and Micah instantly fell into a crisis.

It's too strong!

Althugh is too strong.

With his men, Micah simply couldn't make a decent counterattack.

In terms of fighting style, Altexiu is simplifying the complex and walking with extreme strength.

Micah, on the other hand, is eclectic and takes the ultimate skill.

However, on this path, Althugh is obviously further than Micah, incomparably farther.

Thus, the oppressive force of this terror was formed.

"No!"

In the continuous confrontation, it gradually turned into defense, and Micah, who was no longer offensive, roared in his heart.

"We can't go on like this."

From the duel just now, Micah clearly felt that this god of war did not seem to have a weakened aura under the bonus of his divine essence.

That is, his state seems to be constant at the peak.

This means that he, like Micah, has an endless fighting power.

But in this way, Micah fell into a weakness.

With the state of the two of them, between this attack and defense, it is entirely possible to fight until the end of the world.

But Micah's spirit can't withstand this span of timelines.

After all, he hadn't taken the last step yet

One step to become a great life of eternal spirit.

Therefore, he could not defeat Altxiu.

In this way, he can only rely on Athena's help in the end, and win with two enemies and one against one, just like he did against other gods before.

But that's not what Micah wants.

Even if he could still take the last step, his heart couldn't accept it.

He must personally defeat the god of war, Artehu.

"I have to ask for change!"