I'm as Big as the God of War

　　After entering the Disboard World, a dark cave environment appears in front of Ryota.

　　He immediately assessed the location, which should be a human settlement.

　　Perception spread, and nearly 8,000 lives responded and gave feedback.

　　Ryota was slightly surprised.

　　"Hah? I remember... the number of humans in the settlement should be around 2,000. What happened?"

　　"Your information is old, it's something in the arrangement."

　　Riku explained: "It's been a while since we joined a guild, don't you think Schwi and I were idle the whole time? Most of the humans still living on the Lucia continent have been moved by us and transported here."

"Does Shiro want to meet everyone?" Schwi said, "Schwi and Riku will help you cover."

　　"Let's do it next time, next time for sure."

　　Ryota waved his hand, then called Ming Hong in his heart.

　　With a flash of red light, Ming Hong l appeared in front of the three of them, rubbing her eyes sweetly.

　　It seemed she should have slept earlier.

　　Ryota always felt that he had been reduced to Ming Hong's exclusive bed.

　　Ming Hong yawned a bit, Ryota took the opportunity to pull her to his side, and said: "Come on, we have business to do. You and Schwi later, you should know Schwi, right?"

　　Ming Hong nodded.

　　"That's good,"

　　Ryota continued: "You will act with Schwi later, choose a suitable location away from the main race battlefield, then wait for my signal. I'll first drag the God of War out of the Disboard, fight him in space, and try to shorten the distance from the Disboard. When my signal arrives, remember to use [Supernova Blade of Heaven Abyss] to quickly penetrate this planet, then take Suniaster and hand it over to Schwi. "

　　Ming Hong was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, her eyes slightly dazed.

　　Riku at the side looked at Ming Hong's petite figure with a somewhat suspicious expression.

　　It was the first time he met Ming Hong.

　　Is this the trump card that Inaho mentioned?

　　Isn't it too young?

　　Looking at her eyes, she didn't look very smart. Can a little girl like this really understand and carry out it plan?

　　Riku immediately wanted to convey his concern. But as soon as the words left his lips, before he could say them, Ryota was the first to say.

　　"If you don't want to be cut, you better not talk now."

　　Riku: "..."

　　It seemed he had been guessed.

　　What does it mean to cut... Forget it, because Ryota trusted this little girl so much, he could only gamble with her.

　　On the other hand, Ryota continues to interact with Ming Hong.

　　"What don't you understand?" He asked.

　　Ming Hong stretched out her two little white hands and made a few movements.

　　"I see, you don't know what Suniaster looks like..."

　　Ryota thought for a while and reminded: "Suniaster is in the shape of a dodecahedron... No, you don't need to care too much about its shape and size. Suniaster will definitely appear in front of you, as a manifestation of the concept of 'omnipotence', it has a unique sense of existence, you don't need to look for it, you will definitely find it at first glance, understand?"

　　Ming Hong thought for a few seconds, then gave a thumbs up, nodded her head, then patted her small chest with her small hands.

　　Ryota also nodded, "Of course I believe in you, I will leave everything to you."

　　"Can you communicate like this?" Riku couldn't hold back his complaints.

　　"Extraordinary." Schwi also widened her eyes.

　　Ryota glanced at the two of them, and replied: "Actually this isn't a rare thing. When the emotional connection between two people reaches a certain level, it's fine to communicate with simple gestures. This was a unique ability of the human 'heart'. Many of us have that ability.

　　"Heart...?" asked Schwi in surprise.

　　"Yeah," Ryota suggested, "You could try showing Riku some gestures to speak your mind, if he can't understand..."

　　"Hey! Now it's time for a joke!"

　　Riku quickly stood up and stopped Ryota from speaking.

　　He could see that because Ryota was often teased by his "girlfriends", he was also good at teasing people.

　　"Sorry, subconscious behavior." Ryota smiled, "Let's start the plan. Remember, considering the possibility of failure, humans should not participate in the whole process. It's the safest way to show your face."

　　"Don't worry, I know what to do." Riku nodded: "I will go and call back everyone who came out to investigate."

　　After speaking, he turned around and left the cave room.

　　Ming Hong walked to Schwi's side and placed her hand on Schwi's shoulder.

　　The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared within the cave.

　　Ming Hong instantly used her spatial transfer ability, and took her out to pick a place.

　　Seeing this, Ryota took a deep breath, tensed his nerves and body, and prepared for battle.

　　There was telepathy between Ming Hong and him regardless of the distance, so it was very easy to send each other a starting signal.

　　"It has been a long time since I had such a great fight..."

　　Ryota really wants to try.

　　...

　　Avant Heim.

　　Azrael folded her wings, retracted her wheel of light, and knelt down slowly. Then a deep voice reached her ears.

　　"That extra person came out again?"

　　On the highest throne sat a man with muscles as strong as a rock.

　　He is the strongest god, but also the God of War, the creator of the Flügel – Artosh, the Old Deus race.

　　"Yes, My Lord. Do you need me to bring her back?"

　　As Azrael answered, Jibril came to mind.

　　Even though all Flügel really liked gathering heads of other races, they would still act according to the set rules.

　　Jibril is different, she is too free and unrestrained, and some actions are beyond common sense. She really is a troublesome little sister.

　　"No, let her act freely."

　　Artosh supported his side face with one hand and looked into the distance, as if he were gazing at the entire planet.

　　Not long after, he suddenly let out a loud laugh that resounded through the throne hall.

　　This laugh surprised Azrael.

　　"What is it!? My Lord? What makes you so happy?"

　　"It's almost there, someone who wants to kill me will finally appear."

　　As if he had guessed something, the fatigue on Artosh's face gradually eased.

　　Impossible— Azrael was taken aback, and immediately thought of this. Then she put it into words: "No one in this world can compete with My Lord!"

　　Hearing this, Artosh didn't answer right away, he was still staring at the red sea of clouds and the pitch-dark ground.

　　Azrael fell silent.

　　Her lord's melancholy... She knew the reason.

　　The lord is the God of War.

　　Wars kill each other.

　　Competition, bloodshed, and killing, both sides gambled on life and death, forging their own soul and existence. Such a continuous cycle of crossing over was the concept that gave birth to the God of War, and it was also the essence of Artosh.

　　However, Artosh was too strong.

　　When he goes to the battlefield, there will only be one-sided slaughter situations, it cannot be called war.

　　Because he has been depressed for a long time.

　　"What's the point of being the strongest without a challenger?"

　　At this time, Artosh suppressed his smile and said a word, and the accident happened just after the voice fell.

　　The world is silent!

　　Azrael saw that everything before her eyes became frozen images.

　　The leftover dust no longer falls.

　　The bright red sea of clouds stopped rolling.

　　Its kin that flew not far away seemed to be suspended in the air.

　　At the same time, she felt that her body was unable to move.

　　Fortunately, this phenomenon lasts less than a second.

　　Immediately, she found herself able to move.

　　"What happened meow!?"

　　Azrael was so shocked that she screamed out her usual addictive tongue.

　　Subconsciously, she looked at her master, and searched for an answer.

　　But a scene that made her hard to believe appeared.

She looked at the position of the Throne, and Artosh disappeared along with all the high thrones.

　　The nearby area seemed to be hit by a powerful attack, and a large hole appeared.

　　Explosion!

　　Suddenly there was a roar that was enough to shake the sky.

　　Azrael couldn't tell if it was the sound of fighting, or the sound of objects moving at high speed.

　　But there was one thing she was thinking about, and that was...

　　"Enemy attack!"