Chapter 130

"Just so-so, I don't think you're my match." Li An compared the combat power of the Divine World with that of the No Game No Life world and found the gap was still huge.

Although the Divine World later spawned a multiverse, with combat power exploding in all sorts of ways.

But hasn't it reached the late stage yet?

Moreover, Jibril's combat power is not weak; at 5% of her full strength she can split the sea in two, and at 100% she can evaporate the entire ocean!

Isn't this clearly a surface-level threat!

In terms of destructive power, the Sword King only has that move summoning the meteor sword that can rival her.

The strength of the God Slayer lies in his ability to wield Authority, which is a power of rules.

For instance, the Silver Hand of Tearing can sever anything in the world.

This is a rule; perhaps the destructive power it displays isn't great, but placed in the No Game No Life world, it could break through the defenses of the Dragon Kind and the Divine Kind!

This is the terrifying aspect of Authority!

"Master, may I fight that Sword King first?" Jibril asked Li An with a pleading gaze.

"Of course!" Li An smiled and patted Jibril's head, his eyes full of doting affection.

In his past life he already liked the character of Little Ji; in this life he likes her even more.

When he subdued the Winged Ones, Little Ji was the first to step forward and choose submission.

It was precisely because of her action that she led the other Winged Ones to submit together.

This also saved Li An a lot of trouble; he subdued an army of Winged Ones without lifting a finger!

Jibril immediately cheered and threw herself onto Li An.

"Little Ji, do not be rude!" Azriel was deeply afraid her own sister would make Li An unhappy.

"It's fine; the three of you are also my confidants. From now on, don't be too restrained around me; just be natural." Li An said indifferently.

"Yes!" Azriel nodded.

"Let's go; find a place to stay first." Li An said as he walked toward the outside of the alley.

The three women hurried to follow.

Soon, Li An brought the three women to the largest and most luxurious hotel on Sadingdao.

Li An used divine power to create some euros, then booked a presidential suite for a week.

There were many rooms inside the suite; four people could easily fit.

But even if they couldn't fit, it didn't matter; Li An wouldn't mind sharing a room with Azriel and the others.

With lodging secured, Li An took the three women to buy some swimsuits, then went to the beach to play.

Li An changed into beach shorts, a floral shirt, and flip-flops; the buttons of his shirt were not fastened, left open, revealing snow-white skin and muscular build.

In an instant, he attracted the gaze of all the women on the sand.

Azriel and the others also changed into sexy swimsuits; their wings, ears, and auras were all hidden by them.

At this moment, they looked exactly like human women.

Shu was the same; she created a layer of skin outside her mechanical body.

In this way, others could not tell she was a robot.

The three women's beauty was top-tier; instantly they attracted countless men's gazes.

They all looked at Li An with envy, that he alone monopolized three top beauties.

But when they saw Li An's gaze and physique, they all turned their heads away in inferiority, no longer looking.

No comparison; truly no comparison!

However, just as Li An was taking the three women to play on the beach, all the magicians across Southern Europe were in an uproar.

The seventh God Slayer had appeared, and furthermore, he had sent a challenge to the Sword King through the Crimson Demon Erika!

Just thinking about a battle between God Slayers, the government high command worried whether Sadingdao would be wiped out.

But no matter how much they worried, they dared not stop the battle between the two God Slayers.

In this world, the God Slayers are heaven!

All humans on Earth must take them as their center and serve them!

Even a vast magic organization, or the five permanent members wielding nuclear weapons, must bow their heads before them!

They are a group of demon kings!

Above and below the heavens, only I am supreme!

Of course, there were also some magicians who enjoyed stirring up trouble heading toward Sadingdao.

They wanted to watch the battle between the two great God Slayers.

But such madmen were in the minority.

No one dared to guarantee whether a God Slayer would become enraged by their watching and simply annihilate them.

After all, the thinking of God Slayers is quite different from that of ordinary people.

On Sadingdao, the air raid siren had already sounded.

Police and the army had already begun evacuating the island's populace.

Only Li An still leaned under a beach umbrella, enjoying Azriel and Jibril applying sunscreen to him on one side, while eating fruit and drinking beverages handed to him by Shu on the other.

The day passed quickly; just as the sky darkened, an airplane flew over Sadingdao.

Immediately afterward, a figure jumped down from the plane.

Boom!

With a deafening crash, that figure struck the beach like a meteor, kicking up violent dust and sand.

Azriel frowned slightly; one hand continued applying sunscreen to Li An, while the other deployed a barrier magic to block the dust and sand outside.

Seeing the newcomer, Jibril's eyes immediately showed fighting spirit.

When the dust settled, Li An saw a yellow-haired kid wearing the same sleeveless shirt as him, but with the buttons undone, revealing his pectorals and abs.

His hair was stuck with a magic mirror, and a box was strapped to his back.

Li An knew he was Salvatore Doni, the King of Swords.

"Oh, so you're the seventh compatriot? I'm here—let's fight!" Salvatore Doni said, setting down the box behind him and pulling out a plain longsword.

Yes, a plain longsword.

But for Doni, that was enough, because his power, Tear of the Silver Hand, could turn anything his right hand touched into a magic sword.

In his hands, that plain longsword became an invincible magic sword!

Li An sat up and said, "Fight my guard first—then I'll fight you!"

With that, he nodded to Jipuliel.

Jipuliel was thrilled, and dropped all pretense.

White wings sprouted from her back, and geometric halos appeared above her head.

In an instant, she flew to Doni's face.

Doni frowned slightly and asked, "Are you an angel?"

If she truly was an angel, then she too belonged to the Unsubmissive Gods.

3.5 Kill her, and you gain her power.

Didn't the Black Prince Alexander Gascoigne seize the Power of Divine Speed by slaying the fallen angel Remiel?

But what puzzled Doni was that Jipuliel gave him no sense of a mortal enemy.

The relationship between Godslayers and Unsubmissive Gods is hostile—they hunt each other.

When they meet, it's a fight to the death!

But Jipuliel gave Doni no sense of wanting to kill her—or of needing to fight to the death.

That meant she wasn't an Unsubmissive God.

Then how to explain her wings and halos?

Aren't those the marks of an angel?

Jipuliel replied, "I'm not an angel. My true identity isn't for you to know—let's fight now!"

Doni said indifferently, "Only a Godslayer can defeat another Godslayer. You're not one of us—step aside."

"Are you looking down on me?" Jipuliel laughed bitterly with rage.

In the World of Game Life, she had hunted down so many high-ranking races—how triumphant she had been.

Which race didn't tremble at the name Winged Race? At the mention of a Godslayer weapon?

But this human before her was dismissing her.

This was truly a scorpion's shit—unique in all the world.