As Angel Yan used her mental abilities, Hua Ye was quickly caught off guard; the program Karl had set up in advance simply couldn't stop Angel Yan's mental abilities.

Logically speaking, this is normal; otherwise, Karl wouldn't have been forced to keep his head down by Keisha's mental suppression technique, let alone Hua Ye, who was a secondhand goods.

Hua Ye, oblivious to the danger, continued his pursuit of Angel Yan within his own mental space.

The sense of time between the mental space and the real world was stretched to its maximum by Angel Yan. If Hua Ye could not perceive and break through Angel Yan's mental ability within a minute, he could only wait for the other side of the battlefield to end and be ganged up on and killed.

After doing all this, Angel Yan leisurely moved a meteorite from space over and sat there with her legs crossed.

While watching Hua Ye perform his monkey tricks in the mental space, he also spared a bit of energy to coordinate and command the situation on the other side of the battlefield, aiming to end the battle as soon as possible.

Without Hua Ye, an extraordinary combatant capable of creating black holes, Sumali was constantly being broken down and reassembled by A Zhui and Mo Yi, the two sacred wings, one person and one gun, never able to reach the reality of being restored.

The remaining warships and super soldiers on Hua Ye's side were far behind the Angels' technological level. Moreover, under the suppression of the Tianren series, the AI ​​carried by the second-hand spaceships made by all nations was completely unable to resist and was forced to shut down.

Especially under the precise sniping of Tianrenqi, large swathes of them were transformed into fireworks blooming in the universe.

Those blinded by greed either turn into cosmic dust with the spaceship's fireworks or are slain by angels and cut into three pieces.

Meanwhile, Sumali looked utterly hopeless, endlessly repeating the cycle of reunion and separation.

With such overwhelming technological superiority, the war ended exceptionally quickly.

Perhaps the backward Qing Dynasty could have relied on its massive cavalry force to repel the musketeers of smaller countries.

However, a high-ranking angel with powerful backing can overwhelm a large fleet of a spacefaring civilization.

Cleaning up the battlefield is also very fast.

The angels didn't need these outdated spaceships as spoils of war, nor did they have any intention of keeping them as collectibles. They simply used a judgment on the spot to tear them to pieces, turning them into cosmic junk.

As for prisoners? It was stipulated long before the war began that these sinners who opposed the Angelic Civilization should be exterminated without exception.

The angels are simply kind-hearted, not saintly. They kill all enemies without hesitation.

Otherwise, Morgana wouldn't have been swept across the universe by the Holy Keisha and her angels, ultimately ending up alone on Earth.

Did all those demons commit suicide?

Eliminating all evil is not just a matter of words; putting it into practice is of paramount importance.

In less than an hour, the entire battlefield was cleaned up completely, leaving not a single piece of cosmic debris behind.

Any items that can't be destroyed in a short time will be thrown back into the Skyblade series and disposed of later.

Meanwhile, in his mental illusion, Hua Ye was still chasing after the angel Yan in his imagination with a lewd grin.

In his mind, not even ten minutes had passed.

In his time as the Heavenly Palace King, this amount of time wouldn't even have been enough for a major battle to begin, let alone for both sides to conduct long-range probing.

No rush, not at all. The important thing is to win over this little skirt girl first. In another hour or so, I can catch this ridiculous queen and have some fun with her.

If he can force the secrets of the sacred knowledge treasury to be revealed, King Hua Ye will surely be able to truly reign supreme over the angelic civilization, and even the known universe once again.

On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I'll have the Super God Academy randomly select people to enter the palace as eunuchs; on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, I'll have that grandson Karl clean up for me with his tongue; and on Sundays, we'll all come together.

Just as Hua Ye was envisioning a bright future, the world before him suddenly trembled.

Hua Ye felt his body swaying with the vibration. His feet seemed to have lost their support, and he was swaying unsteadily. He also felt a wave of dizziness.

Then the entire universe, the once brilliant stars, the once vast Milky Way, now seemed like a crystal ball that had been smashed to the ground, shattered.

The stars seemed like shards of broken glass, scattering in all directions; the Milky Way seemed like torn ribbons, drifting aimlessly. The entire universe shattered before his eyes, revealing the true cosmos.

In Angel Yan's eyes, the moment she removed the mental illusion, Hua Ye let out a muffled groan, his eyes widening to the size of copper bells, his face covered with a thick beard and filled with disbelief.

Like a fish emerging from the water onto land, it struggled and stretched out its hands forward as if trying to grasp something.

Angel Yan watched Hua Ye's comical actions with great interest, wanting to see how this famous Heavenly King would react.

"No!!!"

In an instant, Hua Ye clutched his head tightly with both hands, then suddenly released it, his whole body trembling violently, the whole process appearing to be extremely painful.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"No! I must still be dreaming! You're all fake!"

"This was all made up by Angel Yan; that other world is the real one! This must be the power of an angel's mind!"

"Ah!!! I can't tell the difference! I really can't tell the difference!"

Hua Ye roared, his voice shrill, his eyes bloodshot, his face twisted and ferocious, his mouth wide open, panting heavily, like a bull.

The sudden contrast of falling from heaven to hell broke through Hua Ye's psychological defenses in an instant.

To outsiders, it seemed as if he had suddenly gone mad.

However, Angel Yan did not believe that Hua Ye was really so easy to break through.

Perhaps at the very beginning, Hua Ye was indeed somewhat confused or unable to accept reality, and his emotions were somewhat out of control.

But the nonsense that followed was definitely an act.

What's so hard to tell? For God, as long as the dark matter is scanned by a computer and the data is compared, even if the error is as small as a few hundred decimal places, it can only be fake. How could it not be distinguishable!

Angel Yan felt that Hua Ye was trying to lower her guard by pretending to be crazy, so that he could take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack or escape.

Thinking of all this, Angel Yan raised the King's Sword with full vigilance. Behind her, an enormous, silver-glowing angel half-figure began to flicker, demonstrating its powerful presence.

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