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Chapter 24 The Allegiance of the Flügel
"It turns out that the truth is that our Flügel and the original owner, Artosh, lost to the human race. It's a terrible race. Besides, Senior Azrael cheated the Flügel for 6000 years. I haven't forgotten it." Jibri Er lowered his head, his expression was completely invisible, and Li Xuejian didn't want to see it, he probably would have a nightmare.

Jibril finally knelt down to Li Xuejian, she shed a tear, and folded her hands as if praying, no, in fact she just lowered her head and prayed.

"Ah! Late master, created us, the now deceased god Artosh... I finally found a new "master" worthy of the Flügel's service and submission, and our sad wish has finally come true..."

She folded her wings, moved the light wheel to the back of her head, and lowered her head.

This is the only gesture of absolute loyalty that the Flügel show to its master.

"My lord, my lord, my king."

"The Flügel ranks sixth in the [Sixteen Races], Jibril is one of the Eighteen Winged Councils."

As if taking an oath before God, he said solemnly and respectfully: "Everything about me belongs to the master. My thoughts, my power, and even every inch of my body belong to the master. May you use it to the fullest. Let me be yours." The cornerstone of the will, that is my supreme joy."

"I accept your allegiance in the name of Li Xuejian, the first emperor of the Chinese Empire in another world."

"Master, you are from another world, please! Let me study it." Jibril showed a perverted smile, drooling from her mouth, and flew towards Li Xuejian.

Li Xuejian grabbed Jibril's head with one hand, and resolutely refused, "No!"

"Why is this!" Jibril wept in grief, as if Li Xuejian had done something excessive to her, but unfortunately, this trick was useless to Li Xuejian.

"Jibril took me to Avant Heim, let your compatriots, especially the speaker Azrael who has been under the psychological pressure of boredom for 6000 years, know the truth, and don't sigh all day long." Li Xuejian said.

"Yes! Master!" Jibril lowered her head slightly and saluted, just grabbed Li Xuejian's hand, and in just a split second, the surrounding space changed.

Floating at an altitude of [-] meters in the air, only the faint light and moonlight emitted by the block itself reflected the scenery of countless blocks in disorder.

"This is Abant Heim. It doesn't look like a city. There are cube-like things everywhere. Am I wrong? There are even decorations like dragon skulls, and the air is too thin. "Thanks to eating ginseng fruit, Li Xuejian's body has become very abnormal, and he has already broken through the limits of human beings, so he observed and commented with ease.

"Welcome to my hometown, master! Located on the back of the phantasmal species, the city in the sky—Avant Heim." Jibril introduced while floating in mid-air.

"Long time no see, Xiaoji~ Meow!" A figure suddenly appeared and hugged Jibril.

"Meow?" Li Xuejian looked at the visitor suspiciously.

A beautiful girl, the rotating halo on her head, and the wings extending from her waist all assert that she is the same Flügel as Jibril.

But the shape drawn by her aperture is more complicated than Jibril's.

The biggest difference is a horn protruding from the emerald hair.

Flapping wings that seem to be woven with light, and flying in the air, it looks extremely sacred.

Jibril said calmly: "Master, I will introduce you. This is Azrael, the speaker of the eighteen-wing council, the "full-wing agent" of the Flügel, and the plenipotentiary agent of the phantasmagoria Avant Heim. senior! "

"Master? Xiaoji lost to this human to breed meow. It's really unimaginable." Azrael looked at Li Xuejian suspiciously.

"A lot of things have happened. I have something for Jibril to tell you, and to explain your lie. Although it is not a lie, after all, God of War Artoxiu asked you before he died." Li Xuejian shrugged.

"Master is right. Senior Azrael, you have deceived the Flügel for 6000 years. If it weren't for Master, I would have been kept in the dark. Senior Azrael really has you." Anger is even more terrifying.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, meow!" Azrael's eyes wandered, and she took the opportunity to run away, but it was a pity that Jibril grabbed her back.

"Boring! Master Artosh's death was actually caused by the black hands of the human species. The unknown we have been pursuing for 6000 years, and the unknown answer that Master Artosh asked for, actually has no answer. The unknown cannot be turned into the known, mutual transformation, everything. Possibility, something only for the weak, nya."

Warm liquid flowed from Azrael's eyes, which was caused by the dead God of War, Artosh.

Azrael clutched her stomach and finally couldn't help laughing and said, "Meowha...meowhahaha, meowhahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The moment accumulated in 6000 years was released because of this big laugh.

Li Xuejian walked up to Azrael, grabbed her head with his hands, and said, "From now on, believe in the possibility of the Flügel, and cancel your so-called lie that you have the right to make all the Flügel commit suicide."

"Xiaoxue is really scary, she even knows about this thing that hasn't been revealed in 6000 years, meow."

Azrael stuck out her tongue cutely, ignoring the surprised Jibril, watching the curiosity in Li Xuejian's eyes getting stronger and stronger.

"Please don't call me Xiaoxue, this name is really a shame!"

The chat group in Li Xuejian's mind was filled with laughter, and Li Xuejian's majesty for the emperor had dropped by more than a little bit, so that the last two words were almost roared out.

Li Xuejian was kindly invited because he helped solve the 6000-year-old Flügel problem, while Jibril was chased and questioned by a group of Flügel girls.

Li Xuejian's feeling at this time is quite strange. If you want to say why, a pair of glowing eyes are staring at you, as if you have become a popular and cherished animal in the zoo.

Azrael, the remaining seven members of the eighteen-wing council including Jibril, and hundreds of Flügel behind them knelt down towards Li Xuejian, folded their wings, moved the light wheel to the back of their heads, and lowered their heads. This represented the fact that Li Xuejian became the second master besides their god of war, Artoxiu.

"Please also let us serve you, our new master, the eighteen-wing council unanimously agrees to hand over the race chess piece to master meow!" Azrael lowered her head and held the queen's chess piece in both hands, and handed it to Li Xuejian.

(End of this chapter)