Chapter 669

It was like a boulder crashing into water, or the continental shelf collapsing. The God of War calmly spoke words that shattered his people's understanding of the world.

"Lord Arteshu, I'll write down that joke and share it with my little sisters, meow~."

The Winged Species who had personally watched the God of War kill the Final Dragon, the Dragon King ranked second in the world, laughed. The belief that the God of War was invincible had long been deeply ingrained in every Winged Species' mind.

"I'm serious."

Sensing faintly that a battle threatening his life might unfold in the future, the god spoke with unshakable resolve and unquestionable authority, settling the matter with a single word.

Azriel's expression abruptly changed. She truly could not imagine what kind of person in this world could possibly harm her master.

No, not merely in this world. It should be said that no being capable of harming her master existed in any world.

In previous worlds, some otherworldly creatures calling themselves Evil Gods, Ghost Gods, and Demon Gods had provoked her master. Their heads were still hanging outside the great hall!

"Can you tell me what exactly you sensed?"

The Winged Species leader's expression turned cold as she dropped her habitual verbal tic. As the first individual created on the foundation of perfection, she possessed unmatched combat strength and an incomparably cold will.

If the God of War needed it, she would not hesitate to use the lives of all Winged Species, including her own, to add even the slightest chance of victory for him.

"I merely sensed a future that seemed rather interesting."

The God of War, who loved battle and looked forward to the feeling of defeat, smiled. Cruel and iron-blooded, compared to his smile, Azriel's cold smile could only be