The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

The large screen flickered.

The Skyblade warship hovered in the clouds.

Dozens of high-ranking angels surrounded him.

Lu Xiao stood with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the figure in the center of the screen.

Keisha.

She sat cross-legged on the throne, resting her chin on her hand.

"Company Commander, is this the King of Angels?"

Lei Zhan stood to the side and behind, his hands already gripping the helmet visor.

"Quite a spectacle. Apart from the chairs flying high and the white spots on the wings, I didn't see anything particularly special."

In the scene, the members of the Super Soldier Squad rush onto the deck.

Ge Xiaolun, carrying his greatsword, charged forward headlong.

Keisha flicked her wrist.

Ge Xiaolun was sent flying and crashed heavily onto the deck, unable to move for a long time.

The Galactic Force is as immature as a fledgling compared to the strongest god in the known universe.

"Wings are banned."

"The flow of dark energy is cut off, and access is locked. This is a dimensional reduction attack."

Lu Xiao remained silent, a dark golden luster emanating from the depths of his pupils.

Psionic Vision activated.

The majesty and holiness that the angels saw were completely transformed in his vision.

The "god" on the throne has no soul or fire.

It was simply an extremely condensed energy body operating according to precise logic.

lifeless.

Lu Xiao twitched the corner of her mouth.

"As expected, it's a clone."

The clouds above the Giant Warrior suddenly exploded.

Morgana's heavily made-up face obscured half the sky.

Their true form has not yet arrived, nor have the demon's wings pressed in.

"Keisha, you bitch!"

The projection roared, causing ripples to spread across the sea.

"Trying to run wild on my turf, you're asking for trouble?"

Keisha did not lift her eyelids.

"Liang Bing, you're still the same. All you dare to do is create an illusion and bark?"

"Where are your demonic wings? Where is your army?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Morgana waved her arms in mid-air, exasperated.

"I'm not going to argue with you! Come down here if you dare, let's have a one-on-one fight!"

Lu Xiao stared at the screen and chuckled.

Morgana chickened out.

She dared not spread her demon wings over Giant City.

The shadow of the Battle of Unsan still lingers to this day.

She can use her wit and sharp tongue against Keisha.

But facing these boarding Space Marines, she was genuinely afraid that Lu Xiao would follow the signal and climb over to take her life.

The butterfly effect.

Lu Xiao muttered under his breath.

The plot has gone astray.

Morgana has become more cowardly and more cunning.

On the screen, Keisha lost interest in the shouting.

The throne slowly turned around.

"Since you won't show yourself, then I'll come find you."

The white feather transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

"They're leaving already?"

Wang Yanbing, holding the explosive gun, was somewhat dazed.

"I thought I was going to witness a battle of gods."

"wrong."

Lu Xiao suddenly twisted his body and pressed his palm down on the hilt of the power sword.

"All personnel on high alert!"

Before the words were even finished, the space in the command center suddenly distorted.

The sound of tearing silk was piercing.

Keisha, accompanied by more than a dozen angels, suddenly appeared in the center of the hall.

Click!

Twenty-five explosive guns were loaded simultaneously.

Lei Zhan raised his gun, the dark muzzle locked tightly between Keisha's brows.

The Space Marines quickly dispersed.

The power sword hummed, and the chainsaw sword roared as it spun.

Their murderous intent was fully revealed.

Yan held up his flaming sword and stood in front of Keisha, his eyes cold.

"take it easy."

Keisha reached out and deflected Yan's sword.

She scanned the surrounding gun barrels, her face showing no fear, but rather an interest.

"This is a Space Marine? Quick reflexes, and a righteous killing intent."

She walked towards Lu Xiao with light and quick steps.

"Aren't you going to invite me to sit down?"

Lu Xiao patted Lei Zhan on the shoulder, signaling him to put his gun away.

"There are only benches here, no thrones."

He pointed to the iron table piled high with ammunition boxes.

"Make yourself at home. The King of Gods wouldn't come here to spout nonsense to me."

Keisha casually leaned against the edge of the iron table.

The ornate armor clashed jarringly with the smell of engine oil in the room.

"We've finally met, Lu Xiao."

Her eyes were deep, as if she were scanning a string of complex data.

"His entire body radiates golden light. Even if you try to conceal it, it's still dazzling under the Eye of Insight."

She made a few virtual taps in mid-air.

"I've read your Warhammer 40 book."

Keisha paused.

"According to the above statement, you are the 'Emperor' God-chosen? Three generations of divine bodies, yet the structures are completely different."

"Should I now address you as God?"

The room was deathly silent, the atmosphere oppressive.

The soldiers' fingers were on the triggers again.

Lu Xiao remained expressionless.

He pulled up a chair and sat down with an air of authority.

"I am not a god."

Lu Xiao took out a cigarette and lit it.

Smoke curled up, obscuring his face.

"I'm just an ordinary person who walks faster and has a stronger fist."

He exhaled smoke and stared at Keisha through the thin haze.

"The word 'god' is too mysterious. Those who claim to be gods never end up well."

Keisha raised an eyebrow.

"Excessive humility is hypocrisy."

She stood up straight, her red cloak trailing on the ground.

"Clear out the remaining Deno people and confront Morgana head-on."

"Lu Xiao, I see your ambition clearly."

Lu Xiao stopped holding the cigarette.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

"Ambition?"

Lu Xiao sneered.

"Keisha, you came all this way just to give me psychological counseling?"

He stood up, his two-meter-tall frame casting a large shadow that directly enveloped the other person.

Even when facing the clone, its momentum of slaughtering through mountains of corpses and seas of blood was not diminished in the slightest.

"Since you've read Warhammer, you should know who's behind me."

Lu Xiao took a step forward, his combat boots slamming into the ground with a dull thud.

"Emperor".

As soon as the two words were uttered, his spiritual energy exploded, and electric arcs danced wildly in the air.

"Once the Emperor shows up, those four filthy things from the Warp will follow."

Lu Xiao pointed to the top of her head, then to the ground.

"If you don't want this universe to become a cesspool, then take your people and get out."

"Otherwise, I'll invite the Emperor over and have him personally 'reason' with you."

He emphasized the words "reason" with a sharp, cracking sound.

Keisha's smile faded.

She stared intently into Lu Xiao's eyes, trying to find any trace of bluff.

But those eyes held only a cold, golden ocean.

That was pure madness, and also unwavering faith.

"A warp god..."

Keisha repeated in a low voice.

Those were chaotic concepts that even the angelic repositories of knowledge couldn't unravel.

If that thing were to crash into the known universe, the order of justice would collapse on the spot.

Are you threatening me?

Keisha's voice turned cold.

"So what if it is?"

The two looked at each other.

It felt as if sparks were flying in the air.

Yan's hands were bulging with veins, poised to strike.

Lei Zhan also pressed the explosive gun to its limit.

Suddenly, Keisha smiled.

The pressure dissipated.

"interesting."

Keisha turned around.

"It seems that besides the Galactic Force, Earth is hiding an even more troublesome madman."

She waved her hand, and the wormhole opened.

"Since you have the confidence, then I'll wait and see."

Keisha stepped into the wormhole.

Yan glared at Lu Xiao fiercely, sheathed her sword, and followed.

A flash of light, and the hall returned to silence, leaving only a wisp of cold fragrance.

Lei Zhan did not lower his gun until the energy reaction disappeared.

He took off his helmet, his face covered in cold sweat.

"Company Commander."

Lei Zhan's throat was dry.

"If we had actually made a move, what were our chances of winning?"

Lu Xiao crushed the cigarette butt.

He stared at the spot where Keisha had disappeared, a violent glint in his eyes.

"What are the odds of winning?"

Lu Xiao shook her neck, and her joints cracked.

"Go all out and use your psionic powers; killing her shouldn't be a problem."

Lei Zhan swallowed.

Looking at the company commander's frighteningly calm face, he knew this was no joke.

"Alright, stop staring blankly."

"Keisha's gone, Morgana will definitely jump out. Order the entire company to be on high alert."

"Bring out the heavy stuff. Let's get to work."