"Two Flügel, an Elf, and… a human? No, that must be an Old Deus!"
Looking at the four figures that had appeared, Roni immediately analyzed the situation.
Although he couldn't sense any divine aura, no matter how he looked at it, the black-haired, black-eyed man was clearly the one with the highest status.
Noticing the fanatical gaze Jibril directed at Su Mo, he subconsciously thought of the supreme leader of the Flügel, the War God Artosh.
However, recalling what Raphael had said earlier and the complex expressions on the Flügel girls' faces, the person before them was probably not the War God.
Could it be that this is the Lord Su Mo the Flügel mentioned earlier?
Thinking that this wasn't a direct conflict with the War God Artosh, Roni couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he had never met the War God, he had no doubt about his terrifying power. If the enemy this time wasn't the War God, their pressure would be much less.
Just as Roni was quietly sighing in relief, he suddenly noticed a change in Ocain. For some reason, his own Master God was staring intently at the buxom Elf, as if he had seen something incredible.
"My lord?" Roni asked in confusion.
Ocain ignored him, still staring at Synk with a grave expression, his face full of doubt.
"Little girl, why do you have the aura of the Forest God's divine essence? What is your relationship… with Kainas?"
At first glance, he thought Kainas had turned into a woman. Synk's current aura was identical to the Forest God's. An Old Deus usually identified others by their divine essence.
If a stranger saw her, they would surely think Synk was Kainas himself.
But Ocain was not deceived by the divine essence. Besides having dealt with Kainas many times, his intuition told him that the being before him could not possibly be Kainas.
How could that coward personally appear on such a complex battlefield?
"The first Forest God, Lord Kainas, has already fallen. I am the second Forest God, you know!"
To Ocain's question, Synk replied truthfully with a light smile.
"What? Kainas has fallen?"
Hearing this news, Ocain was greatly shocked. Not only because of the death of his rival, but also because of the other piece of information revealed by Synk's words.
Once an Old Deus dies, they are truly dead. What was this about a second Forest God? Could the position of a god be passed on?
Before he could ask for more details, he saw the second Forest God, Synk, turn and kneel on one knee before Su Mo, asking with a respectful and expectant attitude, "My Lord God, could you entrust this mole-god to me? I will bring you the results you desire."
The grudge between the Elves and the Dwarfs had been mentioned before. With such a good opportunity to not only kill the Dwarfs but also their god, Synk would naturally not let it pass.
However, faced with this request, Su Mo just shook his head.
"No."
"Very well."
Synk didn't dare to insist. Even with the power of a god, she was still just a captive in Su Mo's hands.
Watching the interaction between the two, Ocain was once again shocked. Whatever Synk had done, she now possessed the Forest God's divine essence. Ocain could feel that her power was no less than Kainas's.
However, such a god, with strength equal to his own, was bowing and scraping before another, acting like a devoted follower. It was strange no matter how you looked at it.
Unless the Su Mo before him was, like Artosh, an absolute powerhouse who crushed ordinary Old Deus, it was difficult to explain her attitude.
Realizing this, Ocain's gaze toward Su Mo became much more serious. After Su Mo refused Synk's proposal, he took the initiative to speak.
"This… Sir Su Mo, was it you who commanded these Flügel to come and snatch my children's creations?" Not knowing the other's character, he decided to strike first.
Hearing this question, Su Mo glanced back at the Flügel legion girls.
Some of them looked ashamed, some were full of fighting spirit, and some looked like they wanted to jump out and hit Ocain with a Heaven's Strike.
They were ashamed that they couldn't handle the Old Deus before them. As for starting trouble, they had no regrets. If a Flügel wasn't arrogant, would they still be a Flügel?
Another large portion of them stared curiously at Su Mo, wanting to see how he would handle this. It was he who had said to come to him if there was a problem. If he couldn't do it, it would be a huge blow to their impression of him.
Su Mo didn't pay much attention to the Flügel girls' thoughts.
After a glance, he immediately turned back and said to Ocain, "No, it's just a misunderstanding. The task I gave them was to search for a certain Old Deus, not just a divine essence."
Hearing this, Ocain finally understood the whole story. This time, even he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, could you please take them and leave?" he asked cautiously.
Putting aside Su Mo's strength, even if he was weak, he was still an Old Deus. Together with Synk and over a thousand Flügel, it was a lineup Ocain could almost certainly not win against.
In this situation, it was best to send these untouchable powerhouses away.
However…
"No." Su Mo shook his head, rejecting the proposal.
Ocain immediately gripped his giant hammer, his divine armament, and his expression tensed.
"Why not?"
"I'm not here to resolve a misunderstanding. I'm here to resolve a conflict!" Su Mo replied calmly.
At first, Ocain didn't understand what he meant. It was only when Su Mo raised his hand and commanded the entire Flügel legion to raise their hands in unison that he understood.
The method to resolve a conflict was simple: just erase one of the conflicting parties. And from the looks of it, Su Mo clearly intended to erase him.
"Then let's see if you have the ability!"
Ocain no longer held any hope for peace. He raised his divine forge high, and the divine fire that could easily forge even orichalcum burned fiercely within it.
As the Forge God, this was his strongest flame. His divine essence was to forge all things in the world. Not even a god could withstand such a fierce divine fire.
The tense atmosphere instantly exploded. Seeing Su Mo's decisive attitude, the Flügel's eyes lit up. They greatly admired this style of "if you're not happy, let's fight."
"My Lord God…" Synk also had an expectant look. Although it was a pity she couldn't participate personally, it was definitely not a loss to be able to witness Su Mo's power.
She was very curious about his strength. What kind of powerhouse could casually elevate someone to godhood?
And at the center of everyone's attention, Su Mo did not choose to act himself, but looked to his right.
"Jibril!"
"Here, Master!" The Flügel girl immediately flew before Su Mo, awaiting his command.
"The Sword's Protection is well-suited for a Flügel, but there is another power that is even more suitable for you." Su Mo said.
"More suitable for me? Could it be…" Jibril froze for a moment, then her eyes widened, clearly having thought of something.
"I will only demonstrate it once. Feel it carefully." Su Mo gestured for Jibril to come closer. The Flügel girl, realizing something, immediately approached excitedly, looking up at her master.
Under Azriel's completely dumbfounded gaze, Su Mo slowly lowered his head, covering Jibril's lips and, through the transmission of magic, passed a certain technique he had recently comprehended into her body.
"Waaaah, Jii-chan's first kiss was stolen, meow! And right in front of me! And I didn't dare to resist… Is this the legendary NTR? My heart hurts so much, meow!" Azriel bit her handkerchief, shedding tears of unwillingness.
"Damn it! How dare he look down on me to this extent!" Ocain, on the other hand, was enraged by Su Mo's contemptuous attitude.
Seemingly understanding that he was at a disadvantage and needed to strike first, Ocain had no intention of waiting for Su Mo to prepare. He smashed his divine forge forward.
Suddenly, a monstrous wave of fire burned toward Su Mo's side.
Azriel, who had taken over command of the Flügel, tensed, about to retaliate, but found that the monstrous pale divine fire stopped thirty meters away, as if blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to break through.
"A spatiotemporal barrier?"
The Forge God Ocain immediately recognized the nature of the obstacle. He raised his giant hammer and slammed it against the barrier.
For the Forge God, all things in time and space were materials for forging. A mere spatial barrier could not completely stop him.
However, before he could cause any real damage to the barrier, Su Mo had already withdrawn it.
Ocain looked up and saw Jibril, who had been irrigated with her master's knowledge and flavor, now eagerly raising her right hand, taking the stance to release Heaven's Strike.
Although he didn't know what she was doing, a sense of instinctual crisis arose in Ocain's heart. Without the slightest hesitation, he threw both his giant hammer and his divine forge, trying to interrupt Jibril's action.
However, this was destined to be a futile act.
Looking at the Forge God before her, at the divine hammer and forge, Jibril's lips curled into a disdainful smile.
Pushing the divine power gained from the Sword's Protection to its limit, she aimed her right hand at all the obstacles before her.
"All Flügel, entrust your Heaven's Strike to me!"
With unparalleled priority, after devouring the Heaven's Strikes of the Flügel legion behind her, she looked at the Forge God Ocain, who seemed to have sensed something, his expression one of utter disbelief and extreme despair.
She softly called out the name of the move Su Mo had just taught her.
"God's Strike!"