The player is playing like a god, but their cheat code is Aatrox.

Ignoring Keisha's roar, Hoffman's figure slowly disappeared.

Then, under Keisha's angry gaze, another figure quietly appeared.

The woman had long black hair and a sweet smile on her face.

"Hey sis, long time no see!"

"Liang Bing" greeted Keisha with a smile.

Keisha remained silent, not uttering a word.

"Speaking of which, my older sister really hurt me last time," "Liang Bing" said, seemingly oblivious to her expression.

"It took me a long time to heal him. He's just going through puberty and being a little rebellious."

She spoke with a hint of coquettishness.

"My older sister really doesn't know how to coax her younger sister at all. She actually laid a hand on such a cute little sister."

Keisha suppressed her anger and remained silent.

She was trying to calm herself down.

Once she calms down, no illusion can harm her.

Seeing that Keisha had no reaction, "Liang Bing" curled her lip:

"My older sister is so boring, she ignores such a cute little sister." After saying that, she smiled again.

"But... it's so great to be your little sister. Make up with me quickly, okay, big sister?"

She squinted her eyes and smiled, her figure slowly disappearing.

Even though she knew it was fake, Keisha's heart still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She closed her eyes and stopped looking.

"Oh, look, isn't this my queen?"

Upon hearing this, Keisha's brows furrowed sharply.

She would never forget that voice, even if she turned to ashes.

That demon who dragged the angelic civilization into the abyss.

"Oh dear, my princess, why are you frowning? Your pretty little face shouldn't have that expression..."

Hua Ye looked at her with a mocking expression.

Keisha opened her eyes, and the anger in them had reached its peak, but instead condensed into an almost absolute coldness.

She looked at the nonchalant, mocking "Hua Ye" in front of her as if he were a corpse that had been dead for 30,000 years.

"No matter how well you pretend, it doesn't change the fact that when he actually kneels down in front of me begging for his life, he looks much uglier than you do now."

Hua Ye's smile froze for a moment, then became even more ferocious.

He took a step forward, his repulsive face close to Keisha's, his voice lowered to almost a whisper:

"Stubborn to the end. My queen, do you think you've won? Do you think it's over just because you've driven me out of Tiancheng?"

"Do you know what I was thinking about every day when I was wandering in the universe?"

"I'm thinking about how to break off your wings and hang them in the dirtiest corner of the universe, so that all civilizations can see what happens to the King of Angels."

Keisha did not back down, not even a tremor of her eyelashes.

Her voice was calm yet sharp, like a knife frozen for thirty thousand years:

"You've thought about it for so long, for thirty thousand years, and what's the result? I'm standing here, while you're like a stray dog, hiding in a doghouse in some corner of the universe."

"Your era ended 30,000 years ago. Now, the entire known universe remembers the Holy Keisha, not Hua Ye."

"No one remembers the name of a stray dog, and no civilization will sing its praises."

Keisha kept calling him a "stray dog," and even if this "Hua Ye" was a fake, an illusion, she couldn't continue speaking calmly.

Hua Ye's face contorted.

That face, which was originally quite handsome, became ferocious and terrifying under the combined influence of anger and humiliation.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Keisha's neck.

The fingers passed through her body without leaving any marks.

Hua Ye paused for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"You're right, I really am a stray dog."

Faced with Hua Ye's sudden change of attitude, Keisha couldn't figure out what tricks he was up to now.

But she didn't care at all.

What can a mere illusion possibly do?

"Then let my queen see for herself how this so-called stray dog, in league with the ambitious people of the known universe, completely tears your little puppy apart."

As he spoke, Hua Ye's expression twisted, and he burst into laughter.

The next second, another figure appeared.

Strangely, "Hua Ye" did not disappear.

Keisha frowned.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, King of the Gods."

This time, it was Karl who appeared.

Keisha was somewhat surprised.

Although she knew Karl was dangerous, the two had no open animosity and didn't interact much.

Why is Carl's illusion appearing here?

The next second, Karl's words successfully stirred up Keisha's emotions.

"Thank you so much for bringing us the 'perfect' material for the known universe."

Karl looked up, his eyes peeking out from under his hood, and Keisha saw the smile on his face.

"His body is simply the most 'perfect' creation."

"It's like a god from a higher dimension has fallen into our world. With him, the so-called void and ultimate fear will be nothing to fear."

Keisha's heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't because of Hua Ye, it wasn't because of Karl, it wasn't because of any illusion created by the dagger.

It was because of the "perfect material" that Carl mentioned.

Cang Yu.

In the entire known universe, there is only one person whom Karl can describe as "a god from a higher dimension fallen to earth."

Even though she knew it was all fake, just an illusion, Keisha still couldn't calm down.

"If you dare touch him—" Keisha's tone was icy, her eyes sharp enough to kill.

"The Styx civilization should prepare to vanish."

Despite Keisha's threat, Karl's illusionary smile remained unchanged:

"The Styx? If I could obtain such a perfect creation, then let it vanish."

He seemed completely indifferent to the civilization he had built.

And that is indeed the case.

The establishment of the Styx civilization was merely to make it easier for someone to do things for him and to make it easier for him to pursue the truth.

The River Styx is gone, and that's it. He never cared about the River Styx.

"Tsk." Hua Ye clicked his tongue. "Seeing my queen so concerned about that little puppy, I'm so heartbroken."

As he spoke, he pretended to be sad and wiped the corner of his eye, as if there were real tears there.

Keisha steadied herself and gave a cold smile:

"Ha, say what you will, they're just a bunch of illusions anyway. And—you're no match for him at all."

When the name Azure Feather was mentioned, Keisha's eyes seemed to light up.

"Oh?" Karl tilted his head slightly, a deeper meaning appearing in his smile beneath the hood.

"What makes you so sure we're just illusions? Perhaps it's the real me who's behind this."

"Let's use this dagger as a medium to explore the secrets deep within the heart of our King of Gods. After all, such opportunities are rare."

Keisha's gaze suddenly froze.

Is it not an illusion?

This thought appeared like a crack, lasting only for an extremely brief moment.

But the almost cruelly calm logic in Karl's words was completely different from Hua Ye's.

Keisha's resolve wavered.

She kept reminding herself

It's all fake, it's all fake, it's just to make her lose control of her emotions.

She closed her eyes, ignoring the two people, forcing herself not to think about them, determined not to be deceived by illusions.

No matter how much she hinted, a lingering worry remained deep within her heart.

What if, what if it's true?

She knew Karl's methods all too well, especially his so-called illusionary body.

What if it really was Carl who did it?

Just as her thoughts were churning, that refined, almost elegant voice rang out again.

"It seems my guess was right."