Azriel's footsteps became lighter and lighter, as if he was afraid of disturbing the existence above the throne.

In the end, she stopped and knelt down at the position of the throne ladder.

""The first individual"... It seems that you are not here to report the results of the battle to me today? "

A proud voice echoed in the hall.

On the throne, there is a man with brilliant golden eyes and a huge body like a rock.

He himself is just like explaining the simple concept of "powerful", even if he is sitting on a throne made of ordinary stone, he has a feeling that "the ruler of the world should be like this".

The strongest spirit species, the strongest existence.

—— "God of War" Artesiu!

"Yes, my lord god."

Azriel dropped his wings slightly, expressing his supreme respect for the Creator.

"When I went out this time to pass a certain edge fortress of the forest species and killed them easily, I heard some news worthy of attention."

"In other words, after your judgment, is this news worthy for me to listen to?"

"Yes."

Artesiu nodded and smiled cheerfully.

"It's unexpected that my wings can't come to meet for the "battle fruit". This is a strange scene that hasn't been seen in a thousand years. Then tell me everything. "

Azriel raised his head slightly and stared at the **** of war on the throne.

"From the mouths of those forest species, near the plains and forests in the center of the mainland, there are signs of the emergence of "spiritual species". After my detailed investigation, those forest species did not lie, and they were indeed traces of "spiritual species." "

"Ah……"

Hearing the news that should have been shocked by common sense, Artesh didn't even change his posture, still supporting his cheek with his right hand.

"Kainas? Okan? Ilvis?...Oh, Ilvis was killed by me a long time ago...So, these two idiots who dared to call "God" before me. Which one of them? "

"It's not Kainas and Okan."

This is why Azriel is so careful.

That power is obviously not what the "God of Nature" and "God of Forging" can show.

It is very close to the nature of her lord, with a disturbing twist and chaos. When Azriel tried to probe deeply, it actually caused an insignificant erosion of her essence.

Because the erosion reaction was too weak, the Skywing species instantly got rid of it.

However, the unheard of and unbelievable fact that "the residual power of the spirit seed can erode the skywing seed" still made Azriel on guard and came to inform her creator.

"In my humble opinion, my main god, I am afraid that a new spirit seed was born in this world after activating the soul."

"The new...the spirit seed..."

As if feeling unfamiliar with Azriel's words, God of War repeated it.

Then he took his hand away from his profile.

"It's been a long time since I heard the news... At the end of the war, is there a "spiritual seed" born in this world..."

"My lord god, please give me orders based on this message. A new-born god, your feather is willing to reproduce the glory of thousands of years ago, and penetrate its essence for you..."

Among all the races in this world, only the Skywing species has actually killed the **** spirit species.

And in that terrible battle, it was Azriel and another Skywing species named Raphael who personally penetrated the essence of that **** spirit species.

Arthus ignored Azriel's request, but asked irrelevant questions.

"I ask you, is it strong enough?"

"...I don't know."

Azriel fell into regret for not being able to answer the main god.

But she immediately tried to make up.

"But I feel that no matter what the nature of the power of that **** spirit seed is, it is absolutely impossible to talk to Master Artesh..."

Her words stopped.

Altesh waved his hand to stop Azriel's flattery. The expression that had been a little pleasant returned to calm, and the boredom in the depths of the brilliant golden eyes emerged.

"Thanks, my feather. I already know your news. This is the same as the way Okan and Caiinas were treated. Leave it alone. You can withdraw."

"……Yes."

That's the end of the interview.

At the moment Artsiu changed emotions, Azriel thought that the Creator would stand up from the throne and re-lead his feathers to realize the glorious war as long ago, which made her excited.

but no.

The master is still sitting on the throne, maintaining a posture that has not moved for thousands of years.

"Oh...Master Artesh still refuses to leave between the thrones..."

Sighing, Azriel flew out of the temple of God of War listlessly.

She did not try to figure out the way of thinking of the **** of war, because in Azriel's view, all the actions of the lord have his own reason, and the skywing species as a "weapon" only needs to obey the orders and kill the lord's enemies. NS.

During the flight, Azriel's eyes with excellent eyesight caught a figure.

A skywing species with long, spectral-colored hair and cross-patterned eyes in amber eyes.

"Hey hey..."

Azriel chuckled maliciously.

Afterwards, aiming, the eldest sister of Tianyi species rushed past like a beautiful shadow like a cannonball.

"Xiao Ji! It was so hard for my sister to go out this time! Hurry up and warm my heart with your lovely wings~~~"

And in response to Azriel, it was the Skywing Girl who turned around and threw a torrent of inky black elves without hesitation.

Skywing's unique trick-"Sky Strike"

It seems that Abant Heim is still very peaceful today...