Chapter 958

They were all aware of the fact that their main god had fallen.

In the previous battle, although Jibril had the advantage, she did not kill her former companions.

In front of him, the battle between Su Mo and Artexiu had ended.

She had no reason to stop these people.

Just when she was helplessly ready to give up.

"Stand back and let the extraneous individuals come over!"

An incredibly calm voice sounded.

The command from the God of War Artho made the Flügel subconsciously move out of the way.

Jibril was slightly startled.

Then, he slowly came to Artexu.

After bowing and bowing, she asked with a smile on her lips.

"Master Artho, how does it feel to lose?"

Hearing these provocative words, many Flügels' eyes widened, thinking that Jibril was humiliating their master.

However, after hearing this, a smile appeared on Artexio's lips.

"not bad."

He replied cheerfully, his originally majestic golden eyes looking mistyly at the distant sea of ​​stars.

"There is always a feeling that your wish has been fulfilled..."

Seeing Artosh's reassuring expression.

The young Flügel girls were stunned.

They had never seen Arteo like this before.

It turns out that Lord God, who has been depressed and distressed, is actually looking forward to defeat?

Jibril's previous words appeared in their minds again, and they finally realized deeply what the Lord God had been longing for for a long time.

They have been able to calmly accept the problem that they have been unable to face up to now.

It's a pity that the main god will disappear soon.

Thinking of this, the young Flügel girls suddenly burst into tears.

What's more, he even showed a determined expression.

If the Creator dies, what’s the point of living as a created being?

It's not hard to imagine if it was like this.

The Flügel will inevitably usher in the same wave of suicides as in the original world line.

Take it all in sight.

Jibril sighed and shook her head.

"Master Artho is really willful!"

Saying this, she took a step back with a smile.

"I'm satisfied with your answer."

"Leave the rest of the time to Azrael and the others, otherwise, these idiots may have to eat me!"

He looked at the young Flügel girls who came over eagerly, but didn't dare to speak because Artosh didn't speak.

Jibril thoughtfully gave the remaining time to her sisters.

So that his sisters could say goodbye to Art Xiu properly.

Hearing Jibril's words, many Flügel gave her a mixture of gratitude and rejection.

Although he knew that Jibril was not a traitor, no matter what, she was the one who assisted others and committed the crime of "killing the lord".

The Flügel girls didn't know how to face this beloved little girl.

Jibril was already prepared for this kind of look.

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Just when she turned around and was about to go to Su Mo's side.

Behind him, Artexu's voice came again.

"Extra individual, you did a great job!"

The God of War himself made such a declaration and praised it in front of all the Flügels.

"You have fulfilled your mission well, there is no need for any extra care."

The God of War's declaration undoubtedly concluded Jibril's behavior.

The crime of patricide?

No!

That's just the result of obeying the order of the Lord God and completing one's mission!

Once these words came out, no matter which Flügel they were, they could no longer express their dissatisfaction with Jibril.

………… …… …….

Because this means that questioning Artesio's decision is absolutely not allowed.

Regarding Artexu’s intentions.

Jibril naturally saw it clearly.

"Wow~ I understand!"

Jibril responded while suppressing her trembling.

Then, he fell into Su Mo's arms.

Although she has a strange personality, it is impossible to say that she really does not feel the crime of killing her master.

Artexu's words completely liberated her from it.

At least from now on, she can stand upright and raise her head in front of her fellow Flügels.

I felt the clothes on my chest were slightly wet.

Su Mo patted Jibril's back comfortingly and smoothed the feathers on her wings.

"Don't worry, you did a good job indeed."

Su Mo did not hesitate to comfort his most loyal subordinates.

After hearing this, Jibril hugged her tighter and tighter.

Su Mo felt that the clothes on his chest were becoming more and more wet, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Why does this child cry more and more and still be so quiet?

After looking down for a moment, he discovered the problem.

It turned out that what was dripping from his chest was not tears, but Jibril's saliva.

"Hey hey~ Sir Su Mo smells like this!"

Jibril looked at Jibril who had slightly red cheeks and kept rubbing her saliva with her saliva.

Su Mo couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"Jibril, please be normal!"

The meeting 8.81 million years ago, the original creator

This side of the Flügel.

After hearing the Lord God's praise for Jibril's work.

The young girls of the Flügel looked at each other blankly, and the grudge they had against Jibril finally began to dissipate.

In fact, they had understood before that Jibril was just fulfilling her mission.

However, understanding is one thing, and accepting is another.

Now, Artosh has said so.

They can finally accept it, or finally accept Jibril's behavior under the pretext of an order.

Of course, there are more important things than letting go of their prejudice against Jibril at this time.

"Master Artosh!"

Azriel, who cried like a fool, looked at Artosh in front of her with confusion in her eyes.

"If you leave, what should we do?"

"Nine-six-seven" is the question of all the Flügel except Jibril.

In this world, except for the human race, other races are tools created by the Old Gods to obtain the Star Grail.

It's actually a tool, so it must have its purpose.

When the creator passed away and the tools lost their purpose, the biggest problem for them was how the Flügel would survive.

In the worst case, the Flügel might even commit suicide.

Hearing Azriel's question.

Artosh was stunned for a moment, then said rather strangely.

"Why worry about such a thing?"

He looked at Su Mo, then said.

"Of course, we will return to his command and serve him... Do you have any other place to go?"

Hearing this, Azriel widened her eyes.

Other Flügel were also shocked and made a commotion.

"Master Artosh means that I should serve the enemy who killed you?"

Azriel asked incredulously.

"Even if it is your order, wanting us to do this..."

Her expression was very tangled and embarrassed.

The orders of the Lord God should be obeyed.

But the image of Artosh in the hearts of the Flügel is close to the Father God.

Now they are asked to follow the enemy who killed their father and offer their loyalty.

For the Flügel, who have their own emotions and will, this is a very difficult thing to do.

The other Flügel girls also showed the same expression.

Although they also carried the same mission as Jibril.

But they were not as decisive as Jibril, nor as strong as Jibril.

Wanting them to be loyal to Su Mo, even if it was Artosh's order, still made them a little resistant.

After noticing this resistance.

Artosh asked back as a matter of course.

"It's just returning to your original creator, what's so difficult to accept?"

After hearing this, the Flügel girls found it even more difficult to accept.

"???"

"——The original creator?"

What's going on?