Below the horizon, on the other side of the Earth shrouded by night, high in the sky above, hung a bright moon.
The battlefield Ryuga mentioned was on that bright moon.
There was no choice - a battle of this level, if truly conducted on Earth, would really be a civilization-destroying disaster.
[Ryuga: "@Jibril, you can come over now."]
[Jibril: "Right away, let me get rid of an annoying guy first."]
[Tohsaka Rin: "?"]
[Tohsaka Rin: "Don't tell me you're scared?"]
Although she knew it wasn't very likely, she still struck back at the arrogant newcomer.
Seeing this, Jibril's mouth twitched slightly, then she looked back unhappily at the Flügel not far behind her.
"Azril, because of you I've been mocked by a weakling who doesn't even compare to weeds. If there's no suitable reason, you'd better find a recovery room in advance!"
Her pupils contained killing intent that seemed to have physical weight.
"Eek! Little Ji's eyes are so scary, you're not really planning to do that, are you?"
Azril shivered slightly, putting on a cowering appearance.
"I don't have time to joke with you!"
Seeing her act crazy and play dumb, Jibril's tone became even more displeased.
"...Alright, then I'll speak directly."
Seeing her serious expression, Azril finally spoke seriously.
"You previously said in front of Artosh-sama that you wanted to defeat Artosh-sama. What exactly did you mean by that?"
"Although Artosh-sama didn't pursue your transgression, as the leader, I can't pretend I didn't see it."
The usually undignified Azril suddenly became serious, invisible momentum emerging, proving her strength as the strongest Flügel.
For her, Jibril's statement was almost tantamount to rebellion.
Facing such a sharp question, Jibril only showed a smile without any sign of remorse.
"What meaning? The literal meaning!"
"Are you saying you have thoughts of transgressing against our master?"
Azril's eyes finally turned cold, her entire being filled with overwhelming momentum, completely different from her previous appearance.
This was the true form of the Flügel, also the true form of the race praised as the only one capable of god-slaying.
If Jibril admitted this point, no matter how much she usually doted on this younger sister, Azril would mercilessly kill her, right?
Rebellion against the main god was an unforgivable great sin!
Jibril naturally understood the other's meaning, but she wasn't intimidated at all.
"I do indeed have thoughts of wanting to defeat Artosh-sama, but whether it's transgression or not, who knows!"
"What do you mean?"
Azril frowned tightly.
"Still playing dumb?"
Jibril asked back in a sarcastic tone.
"Or are you saying you really haven't seen through Artosh-sama's true wish, and the real reason He created us wings?"
"..."
Azril fell silent, all the previously gathered momentum dissipating.
Obviously, she wasn't completely unaware, she just didn't dare believe it.
Seeing her expression, Jibril pouted with slight boredom.
"If you want to play dumb, suit yourself. Just don't get in my way. I've just found a method to become stronger. Although there's no possibility of comparing with Artosh-sama, it's still a decent harvest. Don't block my path!"
"A method to become stronger?"
Hearing this, Azril was slightly stunned, then worried.
"Since Artosh-sama has permitted your actions, I naturally won't obstruct them. However, you're not going to do something dangerous again, are you? Like those previous times when you actively challenged Dragonia."
She remembered that every challenge, Jibril had been in extremely dangerous situations, without a single success.
"None of your business!"
Hearing about her failure history, Jibril showed an unhappy expression.
"Besides, this time's opponent is just similar to lower species that don't even compare to individual Machina. How could I possibly have an accident?"
"Is that so... then I'm relieved."
Azril immediately felt at ease.
Getting involved with Machina would be very troublesome, but if it was just an opponent at the level of individual Machina, it wouldn't be a threat to any Flügel, much less difficult for Jibril.
"Then go and come back quickly. When you win and return, I'll reward little Ji with a loving embr—"
The harassing words were cut off halfway as the younger sister before her eyes completely disappeared.
"Really an impatient sister!"
Azril shook her head regretfully, then puzzledly sensed the spatial fluctuations before her.
"Strange, I can't detect any spatial fluctuations at all. Did little Ji not use Shift?"
The Flügel naturally possessed the ability to perform spatial leaps, but what Jibril used didn't seem to be this talent.
What was going on?
Recalling what Jibril had said before, facing this unprecedented phenomenon, Azril's heart suddenly became somewhat uneasy.
"Little Ji shouldn't have an accident, right?"
Campione world, the Moon.
[Tohsaka Rin: "To actually move the battlefield here... although I can accept it rationally, emotionally it still feels too exaggerated."]
[Kanae: "First time seeing the Moon's true face, it really is as desolate as Rin said before. Sure enough, legends like Moon Palace and Princess Kaguya are all fake!"]
[Madoka: "Looking at Earth from the Moon feels so novel!"]
[Madoka: "I envy Erica-nee!"]
[Erica: "This is also my first time on the Moon, I didn't expect it to be in this form."]
[Erica: "Thanks to Ryuga-sama's protection, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to stay in such an extreme environment."]
Before Jibril arrived, everyone in the group was amazed by the scenery before them.
Having lost the protection of the atmosphere, everything visible was the deep universe and scattered starlight.
Previously, everyone's imagination of a strong person's power had only stayed at the level of massive destructive range. Only now did they realize that for strong people at Ryuga's level, their activity range was no longer limited to their home planet.
Strong people at this level could already enter space and other planets.
[Tohsaka Rin: "Envious, I want to go too, but NASA doesn't have such a project."]
[Madoka: "Rin-nee's place doesn't have it? We do have it here, it's just a bit expensive."]
Madoka's world's technological development was obviously stronger than other worlds, to the extent that lunar exploration could be offered as an adventure activity for civilians.
However, it still hadn't reached the level of leaving Earth.
[Tohsaka Rin: "If it's not too expensive, I could try it."]
[Tohsaka Rin: "But why hasn't that Jibril come yet? Don't tell me she really ran away? Surrendering in advance isn't shameful!"]
[Tohsaka Rin: "@Jibril."]
[Jibril: "Very good! I appreciate your courage. After the battle ends, I'll personally visit you."]
[Tohsaka Rin: "..."]
The twin-tailed young girl swallowed and panicked a bit.
Although nothing would happen if permissions weren't opened, being targeted by such a dangerous person was still too risky.
"Ryuga-sama, it's all up to you, you absolutely can't lose!"
She immediately prayed in her heart.
Just then, in the livestream, a girl with rainbow-colored long hair, geometric halos flickering above her head, and two white wings extending from her lower back suddenly appeared on the lunar rock.
Just looking at her biological structure, which was very similar to angels, one could match it with her self-proclaimed identity as "Flügel."
"Hmm... so this is another world?"
Jibril, who had just descended to the Campione world, looked up at Earth with considerable interest.
"As expected, it's quite different from the planetary structure of our world!"
After scanning the surroundings as if no one else was there, she focused her gaze on Ryuga.
"You, are you my opponent this time?"
"Yes."
Ryuga nodded.
"Hmm... I can actually sense an aura similar to Artosh-sama, like that of gods. So you're also considered true gods?"
Jibril looked at Ryuga with some confusion, as well as Altria and Lancelot beside him.
She had originally thought that gods from other worlds would be completely different from her own world, but observing them face-to-face, she found she seemed to be wrong.
But—
"If they're gods, why are their energy reactions so weak?"
She was somewhat puzzled.
According to her detection, apart from being unable to see through Ryuga, the energy within Lancelot and Altria's bodies was even smaller than she had previously estimated.
How could such a scale of energy produce the effects she had seen before?
She found it incredible.
"Probably because your planet's Great Source is more abundant, having never experienced energy shortages."
Ryuga quickly provided an answer.
"Energy shortage?"
Jibril was immediately stunned.
"There's such a thing?"
[Tohsaka Rin: "..."]
[Erica: "..."]
Both were speechless.
Jibril's surprise was itself an answer.
The Age of Gods in the Campione world had long receded. Although the current Great Source magical energy was still stronger than the Type-Moon world, it was far from comparable to the Game Life world.
If the Great Source magical energy in the Type-Moon world was like the center of a desert, where one could only get a little by working hard to absorb it, not as good as directly extracting one's own life force; then the Great Source magical energy in the Campione world was like being near a stream, where one could obtain some by working hard to extract it.
As for the Game Life world? That place was simply an ocean of magical power. For Jibril, the speed of replenishing internal energy completely depended on her own absorption speed, with Great Source magical energy almost defaulting to infinite.
The well-fed don't know the hunger of the starving. Jibril had never thought that strength would be constrained by energy.
"Then you still dared accept my wager?"
Jibril asked strangely.
"Facing a strong person whose power surpasses your own, yet still daring to fight, isn't this a sure-loss option?"
After confirming her advantage again, her attitude obviously became more relaxed.
A group of people together didn't have half her power - how could a flying dragon lose when riding face?
Hearing her such confident declaration, Ryuga calmly shook his head.
"Let me correct three fundamental errors of yours."
"First, you don't understand power."
"Second, you don't understand what a strong person is."
"Third, I won't lose."
For him, this was quite a fair assessment.
But hearing this, Jibril was almost amused to anger.
"I don't understand power? I don't understand strong people? You really dare speak big words..."
As a vassal of the strongest war god, as a Flügel who stood above other species, such an evaluation was close to insult.
"Then let me witness your so-called power, your so-called strong person, your so-called victory!"
Along with these words, she spread her wings behind her to maximum extent, and the geometric halo above her head operated at full power.
Terrifyingly immense momentum, along with boundless energy, made even Lancelot and Altria beside her show expressions of shock.
Although they didn't know where this angel came from, this scale of energy was somewhat excessive, wasn't it?
Even inside the Magical Grail, there wasn't such boundless curse power.
If they had this scale of power, destroying the world would be possible.
What kind of monster had Master provoked?!
To be continued...