"Is this really the kind of strength a human should possess?"
High above in the sky, a petite loli stared down at the sea of clouds that had been split cleanly in two, her eyes wide with disbelief and fear.
The little loli was none other than Jibril.
After the Flügel exhaust their energy reserves, they transform into a younger, childlike form. As expected of Japanese anime, some of the settings were quite interesting.
"Oh? So you're here."
The voice behind her snapped Jibril out of her daze.
When she turned around, she found Kiana floating behind her without a sound, looking down at her with keen interest.
"Interesting. She can actually turn into such a cute little loli."
Kiana grabbed Jibril by the scruff of her neck and lifted her up.
"Damn it! Let me go! Don't touch me with your filthy monkey hands!"
Jibril's limbs flailed in the air, but she couldn't escape Kiana's grip.
"You might look adorable as a little girl, but you still need to learn some manners. Let me teach you a lesson!"
Kiana sat down cross-legged in midair, placed Jibril across her lap, then pulled down the girl's loose pants and delivered a sharp smack to her delicate bottom.
Smack!
The crisp sound echoed clearly, reaching Victor and the others several kilometers away.
"Ah! Damn monkey, I'll make you, "
Smack!
"You bastard! Stop it! Stop it right now!"
Smack!
"You, "
Smack!
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"I was wrong! I was wrong! I won't use foul language again, please let me go! Waaah..."
Two minutes later, Jibril could no longer hold back her tears. She sobbed loudly while covering her red and swollen bottom.
Seeing this scene, Gu Yuena, who had experienced similar treatment before, couldn't help but watch with a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes.
She remembered being disciplined in much the same way, which had taught her to behave.
Though in her case, it had been Victor who'd administered the lesson.
The only thing to be thankful for was that Victor's hand had been gentler than Kiana's.
"That's better."
Kiana lifted Jibril up and held her at arm's length.
"If you don't want to get beaten up again in the group from now on, you'd better behave yourself. Understand?"
"I-I understand..." Jibril nodded through her tears, her nose twitching slightly as she sniffled.
Afterward, Kiana brought Jibril back to Victor and the others, then tossed the girl directly toward him.
"Here. The new recruit's been properly trained."
"Not bad."
Victor caught Jibril in his arms and gave her a thorough examination, running his hands over her small form.
As expected, Jibril was far more adorable in her little loli state.
The other girls were similarly charmed by her current appearance and reached out their own hands toward her.
Faced with everyone's wandering touches, Jibril was now too cowed to speak out. She could only endure it all in silence.
Rumble, !
Suddenly, at that moment, the very fabric of reality shifted.
A burly, muscular figure with eighteen pairs of wings sprouting from his back tore through space itself and appeared above everyone's heads.
"Lord Artosh, the God of War!"
Upon seeing this figure, Jibril's expression transformed into one of surprise and delight.
That was her creator, the God of War Artosh!
Known as the strongest being in existence!
"Hehehe! Now that the God of War is here, why don't you monkeys let me go?"
At that moment, Jibril regained her earlier confidence and began spouting off again at everyone.
Seeing this, the group looked at her with disdain.
It seemed this girl hadn't been fully trained yet.
"Hahahaha! I never thought that the strongest person on this planet wouldn't be one of us Old Deus, but rather a human, a race known as the weakest!"
Artosh suddenly burst into laughter, his voice piercing through heaven and earth, thundering in everyone's ears.
"I see. The strongest versus the weakest?"
Kiana frowned slightly when she heard this and asked, "What does this guy mean? Did the older one come after the younger one got beaten?"
Victor patted Jibril's innocent little face and explained, "Just as the little one said, this person is called the God of War Artosh. He's her creator and a complete battle maniac. He probably sensed the powerful aura from your battle and came here looking for a fight."
"No wonder. Like father, like daughter. This newcomer's so arrogant, it must be related to her creator."
Rin dodged the little mouth trying to bite her hand and pinched Jibril's face twice more.
"Since he wants to fight, let's fight."
Kiana rolled up her sleeves and was about to take action, but Victor stopped her.
"Let me handle this one. Since he's supposedly the strongest, it's only natural that I, the strongest in the group, should be the one to challenge him!"
Having said this, he glanced down at Jibril, who remained unconvinced.
"And I'll show this newcomer what true strength really looks like."
After saying that, Victor took off into the air, instantly flying to the same height as the God of War Artosh.
The two stood facing each other in the void, their eyes meeting as the power within their bodies rose steadily.
In an instant, all the intelligent creatures on the planet seemed to sense something and turned their attention to this location.
"God of War Artosh?! Why did that monster emerge?"
In the Elven capital, Sinkunirvalen used a special far-sight spell to observe the two figures thousands of miles away. A trace of fear appeared on her peerless face.
The God of War Artosh, the most terrifying existence on this planet!
Hadn't that creature been staying in the Flügel's mobile fortress, Avant Heim?
Why had he suddenly appeared?
Could it be that he finally couldn't sit still and wanted to end the war himself?
"Wait... who's that person confronting him? Could he also be a god?"
At the same time, the other races also used their own special methods to monitor the situation.
"Aren't you going to attack yet?"
"I'll give you the first move."
Victor's sudden words caused Artosh to pause slightly.
"How arrogant! Lord Artosh is the most powerful being in existence, and you actually offered to let him strike first? You'll pay the price for your ignorance!"
"Ahh!"
Just as Jibril started to shout her defiant words, Victor tossed her out of his arms.
Her small body traced a graceful arc through the air before finally landing in Kiana's embrace.
"Little girl, be quiet, or I'll spank your bottom again!"
"Y-you..."
Feeling the malicious gazes from the women surrounding her, Jibril finally gave in.
Right now, she was like a tiger trapped in the flatlands, bullied by dogs.
Hateful!
Lord Artosh, please teach these damn monkeys a lesson!
Jibril shouted desperately to her master in her heart.
In the sky, Artosh snapped out of his momentary surprise. The smile on his face became more bloodthirsty.
"In that case, I won't hold back."
As soon as he finished speaking, a force powerful enough to destroy the world erupted from Artosh's body.
At the same time, a scarlet magic circle rapidly expanded beneath his feet.
"Divine Strike!"
Colorful light shot from Artosh's wings and flew straight toward Victor.
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