Liang Bing’s voice rose in the great hall, echoing.
Although Angel Yan suspected Liang Bing had a scheme, to clarify the news about the God of Hongmeng, she clenched her teeth and started chanting along.
With the prayer, she felt an ineffable power envelop her, extremely mysterious, elusive, and incomprehensible.
When the last word fell, her consciousness trembled, and she arrived in a gray, foggy world.
There was no up or down.
There was only a great existence beyond description.
He transcended the sun.
He transcended the starry sky.
He transcended the universe.
He was the origin of all things.
He was The Sovereign of the universe and heavens.
He was the everlasting Path.
Countless Ancient Universes naturally opened up, evolved, and headed towards Destruction with his breath...
It was an endless, unceasing cycle.
Angel Yan’s slender and graceful body shook, her beautiful eyes filled with shock, terror, and fear...
It was a horror she had never seen before.
It was a power unimaginable.
It left no room for even a sliver of resistance.
Before seeing the God of Hongmeng, I never thought anything in this universe could threaten Queen Kasha, Angel Yan thought.
But now, even if she was unwilling to admit it, unwilling to believe it, she had to acknowledge that Queen Kasha truly paled in comparison to the God of Hongmeng.
Because this wasn’t a power that beings of the universe could possess.
Nor was it a power that beings of the universe could withstand.
No wonder the once arrogant Demon Queen spoke of the God of Hongmeng with such reverence and adoration, so fervent, even claiming to be his woman.
No wonder the Demon Queen was so confident in dealing with Angels.
It turns out it was all because she had the God of Hongmeng as her backing.
Thinking of this, Angel Yan’s heart skipped a beat.
If Queen Kasha rashly clashed with Morgana, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Suddenly, Angel Yan came back to her senses.
Even during the toughest war she had ever experienced, even when she nearly perished, she had never felt as powerless as now.
Morgana watched her with a mocking look, "How is it? Feel the power of my god yet? Does it not feel powerless, desperate, helpless?"
"Feeble, pitiful, trembling?"
Angel Yan recovered from the shock. Though still shaken by the might of the God of Hongmeng, she would not submit to a Devil.
She held her head high, her gaze stubborn, showing no weakness, "Since the God of Hongmeng is so powerful, why haven’t you unified the universe yet?" Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs N0veI.Fiɾe.net
"If the God of Hongmeng is so terrifying, how could he fancy you, a filthy, ugly Devil?"
"And you say the God of Hongmeng is your man? Quite the self-aggrandizement."
"Don’t you even look at yourself?"
As she calmed down, thinking of the terror of the God of Hongmeng, Angel Yan suddenly realized that the relationship between Morgana and the God of Hongmeng might not be as good as Morgana claimed.
The God of Hongmeng clearly wasn’t an entity of their universe. Perhaps he wouldn’t even come, and Morgana was just bluffing.
"Damn it!" Liang Bing was furious. She reached out, pinched Angel Yan’s tender chin, and snarled, "Believe it or not, I’ll kill you?"
"Go on and kill me. If I so much as furrow my brow, I’m not Angel Yan!" Angel Yan retorted, defiantly meeting Morgana’s gaze, prepared to face death.
Looking at Angel Yan’s resolute face, Morgana suddenly smiled. Releasing her chin, she caressed Angel Yan’s smooth, delicate cheek, her hand continuing downwards.
"Heh, I do like that fiery spirit of yours. Makes it more interesting to play with!"
"Rest assured, I’m too reluctant to kill you."
"Tsk tsk, look at that face, that figure, those beautiful legs, those curves... My god must really fancy them!"
"Maybe in a few years, you could even bear a few beautiful little Angels."
Liang Bing laughed brazenly and without restraint. Angel Yan’s resolutely proud eyes shifted slightly, a trace of fear and tension rising in her heart.
She was not afraid to die. Her seven thousand years as a warrior had prepared her to face death in battle.
But to be toyed with, and even to bear children...
Yet she said nothing.
She knew that whatever she said was meaningless.
Whether she remained fierce and unyielding, cursing her captor, or begged, pleaded, and knelt for mercy, none of it would help.
It would only excite the Devil further, making her more relentless in tormenting and attacking her.
So she just stared coldly at Morgana, as if indifferent, as if watching a clown.
Liang Bing shrugged. Seeing no reaction from the other side made her interest wane.
It’s like playing with a dead person; no fun at all.
She waved her hand and ordered people to take Angel Yan away and lock her up.
Liang Bing contacted Karl the Grim Reaper.
"Liang Bing, how have you been lately?" Karl’s projection asked, greeting her.
"Under the glory of my god, how could I be anything but well?"
Liang Bing rolled her eyes at him and said directly, "How are things on your end? Has Hua Ye come out?"
"With the blessing of my god’s Divine Power, I’ve made significant breakthroughs. I gave Hua Ye a Void Engine, boosting his power dramatically and inflating his ego."
"Although he’s still wary of Saint Kasha, I successfully persuaded him. He agreed to attack the Melo Celestial Court and reclaim the throne of King of Angels as soon as Saint Kasha descends on Earth!"
Hua Ye’s own strength had greatly increased. Combined with the temptation of the King of Angels title, plus Karl’s substantial power and various assurances, even a cunning schemer like Hua Ye ultimately could not resist. He finally came out of hiding, unable to refuse the lure.