Super God: There's a mischievous Xi in my head

"Burning Heart!"

Upon seeing that familiar figure, Angel Yan and Angel Zhui both smiled gently.

Although Zhixin is a disciple of the Heavenly King and the right-wing guard of the Holy Keisha, her actual age is only five hundred years old.

Among angels who are thousands of years old, she is indeed a young junior.

More importantly, her position on the Holy Right was entirely legitimate.

Through her own talent and hard work, she rose to the rank of a third-generation angel in just five hundred years, and her scientific research ability was outstanding.

For this reason, the new generation of angels almost all treat her like a younger sister, and their words and actions are always filled with unconscious pampering.

"Sister Yan! Sister Zhui!"

Zhi Xin landed lightly on the deck of Tianren No. 7 and waved enthusiastically to the two of them.

Angel Yan noticed the barely concealed excitement on her face, and the expectant look in her eyes that kept drifting towards the distant Earth, and couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.

It seems that she, A-Zhui, and Zhi-Xin are truly going to be "sisters of one mind" now.

A-Zhui was unaware of these details, assuming that Zhi-Xin had come to assist her teacher, Tian-Ji-Wang.

"Now that Zhixin has arrived, let's go back to Earth first," Angel Yan said with a smile.

Zhi Xin exchanged a glance with Angel Bai beside her, and a mysterious smile appeared on both of their faces.

"I'm afraid it's not possible yet, Sister Yan," Zhi Xin replied softly.

"Hmm?" Angel Yan let out a soft, puzzled hum. "Are there other sisters behind them?"

"Hehe, Sister Yan, you'll know in a moment." Zhi Xin winked playfully, keeping everyone in suspense.

These words completely piqued Yan's curiosity. With Tianren 7 and Tianji 7 appearing one after another, and even the Holy Left and Right Wings and the Tianji King sending people to protect their god, could it be...?

Queen Keisha herself has arrived?!

The thought gave her a jolt. Upon closer examination, it wasn't entirely impossible.

After all, a high-ranking guard has already accompanied them. If that's really the case...

After Tianji-7 had completely exited the Great Insect Bridge, Yan's gaze was fixed on the still-open entrance of the Insect Bridge.

She couldn't contain her curiosity: if Queen Keisha really came in person, why didn't she ride in Skyblade VII?

A-Zhui, standing beside her, also looked toward the insect bridge, her eyes filled with the same curiosity and anticipation.

The next moment, a giant warship, comparable in size to the Skyblade 7 and Skybase 7, differing only in shape and color scheme, slowly emerged from the Great Worm Bridge.

The moment they saw the warship clearly, Angel Yan and Angel Zhui simultaneously widened their eyes.

The reason is simple: that warship, which is also a celestial computer, is named Apocalypse III!

Apocalypse! This is the title of the most mysterious and least documented of the three angelic kings.

Apart from a very few older generation angels who still retain some memories, the new generation of angels' understanding of this Apocalyptic King is limited to the vague records in the civilization archives.

What's even more puzzling is that all the older generation of angels who knew the inside story kept silent about the deeds of this Apocalypse King.

Even the once-renowned Apocalypse Legion is now in a semi-retired state.

But what did they see at that moment? Apocalypse III!

What does this mean? Does it mean that Apocalypse King did not perish? And is he about to rejoin the angelic army?

Angel Yan couldn't help but start thinking.

(Yan was unaware of Liang Bing's situation at this stage; she only learned about it later.)

Angel Bai and Zhi Xin exchanged a glance, their eyes both filled with knowing smiles.

To be honest, when they saw Apocalypse III fully prepared for launch in the Heavenly Court of Merlo, they were just as shocked as they were, unable to speak.

A lithe figure gracefully descended from Apocalypse III, landing lightly before the angels.

Angel Yan stared at the figure before her, feeling that it looked strangely familiar, as if she had seen it in some distant memory.

With her highly developed brain and exceptional memory, she quickly found the corresponding images in the dusty files.

"Angel Liuyue!" Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

Liu Yue smiled and nodded, gracefully extending her hand: "A pleasure to meet you, Holy Left-Wing Angel Yan."

Yan immediately reached out and shook his hand, solemnly replying, "I've long admired you, Angel Liuyue, Commander of the Apocalypse Legion."

Angel Bai chuckled and said, "Now that everyone's here, let's set off. Don't keep our Heavenly King waiting too long."

"Okay, let's go!" Zhi Xin said excitedly.

It's unclear whether her excitement stemmed from helping her teacher or the imminent arrival of her long-awaited crush, whom she had never met before.

Three celestial warships sailed towards Earth and eventually stopped near Earth.

Aside from the high-ranking angels and the Apocalypse Legion who needed to be stationed there, Liu Yue, Angel Bai, and Angel Zhi Xin followed Angel Yan and Angel Zhui towards Earth.

Meanwhile, inside Devil One, which was hiding on the far side of the moon...

Morgana, who was sipping red wine and observing Cang Yu, suddenly received a report from Ator.

"Your Majesty, we have discovered three celestial-class warships, and they appear to belong to angels."

Morgana frowned upon hearing this. After all, although she had spoken with her "older sister," according to her sister's explanation, she came from the near future.

In other words, the "older sister" in the Heavenly Court of Merlo is still the same older sister who wanted to chop herself into pieces and put her in a bottle to prevent her from running around.

This... sending three warships to Earth, this godforsaken pre-nuclear civilization, means they know we're here!

Thinking of this, Morgana immediately shouted to Atto, "Atto, bring the camera over to me."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Atai's voice rang out, and the next second a virtual screen appeared in front of Morgana.

The image above shows three celestial warships hovering around Earth.

Morgana raised an eyebrow upon seeing Skyblade 7, becoming even more certain of her earlier guess.

After all, the Skyblade series of celestial warships had arrived; she simply didn't believe that Keisha wasn't there to cause her trouble.

But... is it really necessary to have three ships? Morgana is well aware of her own strength and that of her older sister.

Morgana shifted her gaze to the warship beside Skyblade VII, and paused slightly after seeing its appearance clearly.

Huh? This is... a space-based celestial warship? Morgana's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but stand up.

Damn it, did they bring that old aunt along with her this time?!

But, didn't that old aunt always stay in Tiancheng and not pay much attention to what happened between them?

In the past holy wars between angels and demons, the other side never appeared.

I don't think I've done anything earth-shattering lately, have I?

How could this guy do something like that?!

Morgana shuddered at the thought that the other party had once chased her across several star systems with the promise of a celestial destiny.

Holy crap! Could it be that Karl, that damned bastard, let that virus he spread get used by this guy?

Morgana's eyes darted around as she began to consider whether she should run away. This Earth was getting dangerous...

Although my 'older sister's' instructions were to stay with Karl's side for the time being... and look after that little brat, the situation is such that running away is unavoidable...

Morgana was genuinely afraid of her old aunt. If Keisha said she would cut her into pieces and put her in a jar, it was probably just talk. Out of consideration for their sisterhood, she would at most lock herself up in the end.

But if my aunt says she'll cut it into pieces and put it in a jar, she's really good at getting things done!

She realized when the other party revealed their astrological chart; this old aunt had no intention of holding back and had almost chopped her into pieces.