Super God Academy: The Stranger

"I, I..."

"This is a conspiracy between the demons and the Styx, as well as the Super God Academy. They want to interfere with the future of the angels, which is why they murdered Qianmu."

Angel Yan hesitated for several seconds before finally revealing the truth.

"Clap clap clap".

He Xi, seated on the throne, clapped her hands lightly, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"Look, haven't you even prepared the reasons and future action plans? To strike at the demons and the Styx, and even to take down the Super God Academy, so that the Galactic Force has no powerful backing and can only follow you down this dark path. At that time, won't the known universe be at your mercy?"

He Xi's words only made things worse for Angel Yan's explanations, like mud falling into his crotch.

Angel Yan felt that He Xi was targeting her, and it was a targeting without any principles, just targeting for the sake of targeting.

"I swore to uphold justice and order," Angel Yan roared through gritted teeth and clenched her fists.

"But that was seven thousand years ago."

He Xi's meaning was clear: seven thousand years is enough to change a warrior's will.

"I did not lay a hand on Chimu. Before I died, I swore an oath of protection to him! I am willing to serve him as king and fight for him!"

Angel Yan is almost going crazy. He Xi, this old comrade, is completely impervious to reason. What's going on?

"Hmph, as expected, you're one of them!"

However, to Angel Yan's surprise, after she said those words, He Xi sneered and said something else entirely.

"What do you mean?" Angel Yan asked.

What does it mean to have her? Angel Yan pondered deeply, feeling that there was a crucial clue in that sentence.

Then, connecting the sentences of their conversation, a flash of lightning struck Angel Yan's mind.

"You've made a vow of angelic protection!"

Angel Yan opened her mouth wide and exclaimed in disbelief.

This is the Heavenly King who has lived for 30,000 years, and he looks so intelligent and calm. Logically speaking, he should have sealed his heart and locked away his love long ago. How could he make a vow to protect?

Even in the angelic civilization, the chances of older angels who are over ten thousand years old finding their beloved god are extremely slim.

Is it because there aren't any suitable matches? That's part of the reason, but more importantly, they've long lost the motivation to pursue love, and the wellspring of their inner longing for love has dried up.

As time goes by, the more one sees and experiences, the more indifferent one becomes to human nature, and the more doubts one has about love.

But unexpectedly, this Heavenly King He Xi, who is over 30,000 years old, was still able to make a guardian oath, and it just so happened that he was able to make the same oath to the same person at the same time. Isn't that a coincidence?

"Yes, it's me. You have a problem with that?"

He Xi lowered her head this time, looking down at Angel Yan, and calmly spoke with full force.

But Angel Yan sensed a strong threat in those words, as if she were being warned that if she dared to utter a single word of dissent, she would make her bleed right here in the Angel King's palace.

As for killing himself, with Queen Keisha's dying words, it should, maybe, possibly, probably not.

Angel Yan thought to herself with some uncertainty.

"No, how could I?" Angel Yan lowered her head, forcibly controlling herself to utter these words.

"Oh, that's good. But wouldn't it be unfair to make a vow of protection to someone who's already dead?"

He Xi tapped her pink-painted fingertips lightly on the handguard of the throne, and said to Angel Yan with a look of "it's for your own good."

"As the new generation of angel commander who succeeds Keisha, will you be forced to endure loneliness and solitude for eternity? Wouldn't you feel a little resentful?"

"He Xi! What do you take me for?!"

Angel Yan suddenly raised her head, her eyes blazing with fury. She abandoned the title of Heavenly King and addressed He Xi by her real name.

Then, he used a micro-wormhole to try and retrieve his weapon from his dark dimension.

"Hey, hey, stop! I was just joking. These days, all the little angels have learned nothing from Keisha, but they've certainly picked up her stubbornness perfectly."

Seeing that Angel Yan wanted to fight her to the death, He Xi quickly told her to stop.

If anything were to happen to Angel Yan while she was here, she was genuinely afraid that Keisha would crawl back from the dead to settle scores with her.

"I won't settle Qianmu's score with you for now; it's a mess anyway." As she said this, He Xi rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

It is truly the first time in ten thousand years that three angels have made the most sacred vow of protection to the same person at the same time.

And I'm one of them, otherwise I would definitely enjoy watching other people's dramas.

What's even more infuriating is that he couldn't even find out who the other two rivals were; he could only determine that there were two people by looking at the backend system.

Fortunately, we managed to get Angel Yan out of the water today. There's still one left, which we need to analyze carefully.

Could it be his beloved disciple, Zhixin?

"Ha, what a mess! She's over 30,000 years old and still trying to steal my male god from a young girl who's over 7,000 years old. She even tries to deceive me and ambush me. She has no sportsmanship at all. I really want to give her a good scolding."

Angel Yan rolled her eyes inwardly, quite dissatisfied with what the old comrade He Xi had said, but could only chuckle to herself in the face of the current situation.

"Do you think the throne is more important or your beliefs?" He Xi stroked the armrest of the throne, slowly posing a question of choice.

"Of course, faith is more important!" If it were the Angel Yan from before, she would have answered without hesitation, because in her view, thrones are everywhere, but one can only have one faith.

However, after being prompted by Chimu in Frazier's words, Angel Yan still thought about it carefully for a while, especially Chimu's question, "Where should the angel civilization go?"

After learning that she would succeed to the throne, Angel Yan felt a chill run down her spine. She suspected that Qian Mu had long foreseen Queen Keisha's fall and even her own succession, otherwise he wouldn't have asked her such a presumptuous question at that time.

Furthermore, inquiring about the imperfections of justice and order is also a reminder of how one should proceed after ascending the throne.

"The throne is just as important as faith!" Angel Yan replied resolutely after a moment's deliberation.

"Oh? Are you sure? As an angel, you shouldn't be too greedy." He Xi raised an eyebrow in surprise and offered some "advice".

"I'm sure." Having made her choice, Angel Yan would never go back on her word. "A belief without the throne is like a rootless duckweed, serving no purpose other than to move oneself. And a throne without belief is just a mediocre life, and it won't even last long."