Super Seminary Angel Binghua.

Chapter 553: Angel's Justice
"Queen, where have you been? I can't find you anywhere in the entire Sky City."

Binghua was now wearing a black robe that almost covered her entire body. The clothing underneath was no longer an angel armor, but a set of yellowed old top and trousers, with small pockets hanging on her body for things.

Jingle bell, jingle bell!
As Binghua walked, the small bell hanging on the top of the scepter in her hand kept ringing happily, echoing in the empty sky full of yellow sand. Listening to Jingnan's words on the communication, Binghua just smiled faintly despite the worry expressed in them.

"Don't worry about me, Jingnan. There is no one in the known universe who can kill me silently.

I'm just here to do something, and I'll probably be back in a few years. And don't worry about the affairs of Tiancheng, I'll handle them remotely."

Binghua then listened to Jingnan complaining for a while, and accusing Binghua of not including her words. Binghua did not interrupt her, but just listened quietly, occasionally humming once or twice.

Finally, Jingnan also realized the perfunctory attitude of his queen, so he hung up the call in boredom, but still reminded her that if she encountered any problems, she must contact Tiancheng.

"This is a really harsh environment. How do people survive here?"

Binghua looked back at the footprints behind her that were gradually buried by the wind and sand, and thought so in her heart. However, as the most advanced war weapon in the known universe, Binghua could not empathize with the residents of this planet anyway.

Even after walking for nearly two days, Binghua didn't sweat a single drop, nor did she feel any burning sensation, let alone thirst, which is a warning the body will give only when it is dehydrated.

After another half day's trek, the ground in Binghua's sight finally began to rise and fall. It was a group of rocks rising from the ground, and there was no vegetation on the bare surface.

But it can shield the residents hiding behind these rocks from wind and sand, allowing them to have a more stable environment. Binghua slightly adjusted his direction and walked towards the rocky area.

Binghua suddenly stopped and said with a hint of helplessness, "You followed me for hundreds of meters, and you finally can't help it."

As soon as Binghua finished her words, the originally calm sand behind her suddenly bulged, and then a ferocious monster covered with scaly bone plates, more than three meters long, with a snake-like head and claws, jumped out, opening its big mouth full of sharp teeth and biting towards Binghua's head in front.

This is a native beast of the planet, a top predator that lives near rocky areas. It usually lurks under the sand and attacks its prey, but it is obvious that it has chosen the wrong prey.

The tail end of the tin staff in Binghua's hand had reached his open mouth at some point, and the next moment the tail end of the tin staff pierced directly into his mouth and penetrated his brain.

Then Binghua simply threw away the tin staff together with the corpse hanging on it, and used material printing technology to create an identical tin staff.

After that, no other accidents happened on the way to the rock. As soon as Binghua entered the rock, someone quickly opened a simple door made of unknown wood.

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"

A group of ragged children rushed out of the wooden door and surrounded Binghua and cheered. Although Binghua had experienced this twice, she still felt it was somewhat new. Her mood also became better because of the expectation and happiness in these children's eyes.

At night Binghua sold all the things he had on him in exchange for some alloy currency made of metal with very simple manufacturing technology.

Sitting in front of the lit bonfire, there were Shabyaya people gathered in twos and threes around the bonfire. The reason they were called this name was because the planet under Binghua's feet was called Shabyaya in the angels' records.

This place is located at the outermost edge of the just order and is the area where the angels have the least surveillance. Therefore, when the Fallen appeared on this planet, the angels did not discover it immediately.

It was not until several months later that a passing civilized observation angel captured traces of the Fallen with his Eye of Insight and discovered that they had invaded the planet.

This is also the reason why Binghua came here alone. Investigating the demon civilization is different from other tasks, because among the fallen angels under Liang Bing's command, there are many former reconnaissance angels who are good at hiding their tracks. It is useless to send ordinary angels here.

If an angel of Ran's level is sent out, he will easily be surrounded and killed by the trap set by Liang Bing. Don't think that this is difficult. Liang Bing has a celestial computing cloud like Demon No. 1 in his hands. It is very easy to make a god-level angel blind and deaf.

So Binghua came here in person. Even if Liang Bing found her and came here in person, Binghua was confident that she could beat him up. If she was temporarily defeated, she could retreat calmly. The human wave tactics had little effect on Binghua.

Although Binghua's goal at the beginning was to find the disappeared demon civilization, after arriving at the planet Shabaya, Binghua's goal has changed slightly.

"Do you believe in angels?"

In response to the questioning of this wandering merchant who entered the gathering place, was especially kind to children, and brought many much-needed supplies, several Shabyaya people who looked quite old and were sitting around the campfire answered enthusiastically.

"what is that?"

“No one wants to believe that anymore.”

"It's no use believing in that kind of thing. We still have to rely on our own hands to survive."

The answer was very similar to what Binghua had heard in the previous gathering places. Binghua's heart sank, but she also understood these people's behavior.

However, Binghua still subconsciously began to explain the story of the angels and their concept of justice, but the result was not ideal. The Shabaiya people who listened to her did not care at all and thought that it had nothing to do with them. No matter how good the angels were, they could not solve the harsh environment and lack of food and clothing they faced.

So whether the universe is ruled by justice or evil has nothing to do with them, and this topic was quickly skipped.

Binghua's mood was becoming less high. At this time, an old man with wrinkled and dry yellow skin came over. Seeing this, others hurriedly saluted to show respect and made room for him.

"What are you talking about? Let an old guy like me participate as well."

"She's talking about legends about angels! Some of them we've never heard of."

A quick-talking Shabaya man immediately answered. As the word "angel" appeared, the smiling expression on the old man's face began to slowly disappear. The old man fell into his own memories, and after a long time he sighed and spoke.

“Angels, their legends haven’t been circulated here for a long time.

Girl, you look like a missionary, but I advise you not to talk too much about angels in some places, because some gathering places are very averse to this aspect.

(End of this chapter)