"I'm getting a little tired of standing."
Sirin stared at Azriel with her golden eyes and spoke expressionlessly.
"Ah! My god... I understand, meow~"
Azriel clearly had not processed Sirin suddenly speaking to her. But once she did, delight appeared on her face.
Without another thought, the angel girl hurriedly lay flat on the ground.
Seeing how sensible Azriel was, Sirin was quite satisfied. She sat directly on her back, then turned her gaze toward Hera.
"The King and Queen of the Greek gods are both here. Looks like I won't have to go searching for them."
"Jibril, stop playing around. Kill her!"
Jibril was the final unit born among the Flügel, and her strength ranked among the very best of her kind.
At five percent of her full power, she could split the sea in two. At one hundred percent, she could evaporate the entire ocean. Even a direct hit from a hydrogen bomb would leave her unharmed.
As long as a place was within her line of sight, she could teleport there at will. Even outside her sight, she could freely teleport there as long as she had been there before.
In this world, even if she could not use her full strength, few gods could stand against her.
"Yes! Lady Sirin."
Upon hearing Sirin's order, Jibril had no choice but to reveal her true strength. Her gaze fixed on Hera, and she instantly teleported behind her. A terrifying force crashed down upon the Queen of Heaven.
Hera was clearly no weakling. After all, she was the Queen of the Greek gods and the daughter of the second King of the Gods. Yet under Jibril's full-strength assault, especially with the other Flügel assisting her, she was swiftly killed.
Sirin had no interest whatsoever in this Queen of Heaven