Flugel Chapter 12: Pseudo Heavenly Smite (Patreon)

"Mmm..."

Just as Shi Ming was about to continue chatting with Riku, he suddenly sensed something and raised an eyebrow, turning his head towards a certain direction.

There, the fluctuations of the Elves were unusually strong and active.

"They're coming again?"

After a brief moment of thought, Shi Ming roughly understood what was going on.

No need to say, it must be the Elves' response.

In the area under their jurisdiction, the patrollers who went out to survey the situation were killed in such a short time, and it caused quite a disturbance. There was definitely a connection between the two incidents, which decisively indicated that a major event had occurred.

Were those ugly Dwarven attacking again, or did other races have hidden motives?!

If they didn't investigate thoroughly, the Elves would probably feel uneasy even while sleeping.

Riku widened his eyes slightly, also understanding what was happening.

"This isn't going to end, is it?" Shi Ming said with impatience and disdain.

Shi Ming was originally extremely arrogant, and the Flugel were unreasonable by nature, proud, and ruthless. They considered even the superior races as nothing more than prey to be hunted down, so naturally, they looked down upon the lower races.

However, looking down on the Elves did not mean they could really ignore them.

The Elves were the most proficient in magic, surpassing even the Flugel in spellcasting. However, the magic power of the Elves had its limits, simply put, their offensive capabilities were not very high.

Nevertheless, one Elf was not frightening, and even a group of Elves wasn't terrifying. But when the entire civilization of the Elven Race acted as one, their power was incredibly terrifying.

Besides the Elves, the Dwarven and the Ex-Machina were the same.

Races capable of reversing the order of life.

In recent years, the Ex-Machina demonstrated the most brilliant display, despite their magic adaptability not being too high. They showed unimaginable power.

One of the three Dragon Kings, Aranleif, and his seven subordinates fought a large-scale war against the Ex-Machina, and they were defeated with the Ex-Machina putting forth all their strength.

Victory belonged to the Ex-Machina!

Although the Ex-Machina suffered unimaginable losses, reaching 1468 units, a win was still a win, without a doubt.

As a result, the Ex-Machina became recognized as one of the God-slaying races.

One of the objects that couldn't be provoked.

However, the Ex-Machina didn't initiate attacks on their own; they only retaliate when attacked. Therefore, other races forbade hostility towards them, and the Dwarven recorded them as "dangerous species to avoid contact with."

But precisely because of this, the rarity of Ex-Machina heads skyrocketed in the eyes of the Flugel, who were eager to have them as collectibles. Yet, the Ex-Machina defeating Aranleif, one of the three Dragon Kings, had also become taboo for the Flugel, and they wouldn't easily act against them.

As a race that linked together as a whole through control theory, attacking one of them meant facing the entire Ex-Machina Hive.

When Jibril encountered the isolated Schwi, her excitement couldn't be contained, and Schwi's behavior differed from other Ex-Machina, which made Jibril even more interested. Thus, leading to Jibril being loli.

"One strike, is enough" Shi Ming said with indifference.

"One strike"?!

Could it be the Flugel' ultimate technique—'Heavenly Smite'?!

Riku was astonished.

Being well-informed about the intelligence of various races, he naturally knew about the Flugel' brutal ultimate technique, 'Heavenly Smite.' It was a devastating attack that could destroy cities and alter the landscape.

All the races were in fear of the Flugel' 'Heavenly Smite.'

Even being hit by the aftermath of the attack, not just a direct hit, was not something easily avoided.

In fact, the Flugel didn't consider 'Heavenly Smite' as their ultimate technique.

Never mind the various miscellaneous names given to everything, just as long as it could deliver a one-hit kill, it could be considered a true ultimate move.

Although a 'Heavenly Smite' was enough to wipe out lower races, it couldn't be considered 'ultimate' if it couldn't one-hit kill superior races!

Therefore, the Flugel couldn't help but ridicule the Elves, Dwarven, and some other lower races as pitiful and foolish, giving everything a 'kill' label—kill magic, kill weapons... and so on. But in reality, their effectiveness was limited...

"Hummm..."

Suddenly, the surrounding void became extremely restless. The atmosphere was forcibly disturbed, swirling like a vortex, and bursts of explosions were heard from the friction in the air.

The halo above Shi Ming's head radiated a dazzling brilliance.

The 'Heavenly Smite' was when the Flugel turned everything that composed them into the nerves connecting the Spirit Realm. They forcibly extracted spirits from the atmosphere and planets, gradually compressing and condensing them into a single point.

However, the 'Heavenly Smite' that Shi Ming was using at the moment was not the complete 'Heavenly Smite'; it could only be called a 'Pseudo Heavenly Smite'!

Why would this be?

When the Flugel activated the 'Heavenly Smite,' not only did they deplete all their strength, but they also subjected their bodies to powerful pressure, causing the Flugel to enter an extremely weakened state after using the 'Heavenly Smite.'

Shi Ming's 'Pseudo Heavenly Smite' only consumed most of his strength.

His current situation was not enough to unleash a true 'Heavenly Smite.'

It's not like he was going to bomb the new capital of the Elves!!