Super God Academy: He Comes from the Void

No wonder Chen Shi knew so much; it turned out he was the one who set the trap.

That bastard.

Yan got hard, not on Nai Xue's head, but on her fist.

At this moment, she really wanted to punch Shi Chen's obnoxious face a few times.

Ideally, it should be broken open, causing bleeding.

That's absolutely infuriating.

They were taking advantage of them while also scheming against them.

This is even more beastly than Karl.

“So, Your Majesty, let’s just let Sister Leng come back to take charge. As for Lingxi and Yitian, they are a bit more inexperienced compared to Sister Leng, and they are somewhat naive when it comes to escorting Tianren 7.” A-Zhui didn’t know how irritable her queen was at this moment, she only knew that this decision was more appropriate.

Yan rubbed her temples; there was no other choice now that things had come to this.

Everyone has their own choices.

It was delivered cold.

She was helpless.

It even included the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

Chen must be enjoying his meal immensely right now, right?

Yan didn't want to imagine it, because it was all just sadness.

The angelic civilization has now fallen to such a state.

A man who relies on one person.

Yan: "Then let Leng come back."

"Should I issue a notice right now??"

Yan nodded in agreement.

Kaka!

The sound of high-heeled boots was heard.

There stood a girl with waist-length hair, exquisite features, and a slightly cute and obedient appearance. The most striking feature was her pair of large, bright, and expressive eyes, which were so lifelike that they seemed to hold the stars and the sea within them, like those of a fawn.

She hurriedly entered the city, a blush rising on her lovely face—a sign of her impatience.

"Sister Yan... no, Queen!! This is bad!!" She looked around and saw Ah Zhui, so she had to change her address.

Yan didn't mind. "Sister Yan" and "Queen" were actually the same title.

"Moyi, don't be nervous, tell me slowly what's wrong." Her name was Moyi, and she was Yan's right-wing bodyguard.

He has over three thousand years of experience.

Although it's not as cold as Leng, it's the most suitable one for Yan to use.

Moy took several deep breaths and even patted his decent fruit: "Our advance reconnaissance team ahead of Skyblade 7 has discovered that the Mara has been attacked by an unknown force! They are currently engaged in combat and the situation is not going well."

"Huh?? Who else dares to attack the Angel Legion??" Upon hearing this, Yan's pupils contracted slightly, showing extreme displeasure.

Since becoming queen, everything has gone wrong.

She desperately needed someone to vent her anger on.

Venting their anger is not important; what matters most is that, because of Queen Keisha's fall, many civilizations that once submitted to the angels have once again started clamoring for independence.

Yan knew that it was necessary to make an example of someone to scare others.

Let these restless guys know.

The angels did not perish because of Keisha's fall.

Angels remain the forerunners of civilizations.

Swish!

A virtual image pops up.

This is surveillance footage from the Mara.

In the scene, Yan and A-Zhui quickly noticed that many fully armed angel warriors had fallen, their chests pierced through.

One of the angels was even being used as a chair by another being sitting on him.

The man had blond hair like an angel.

He gripped a flaming sword tightly in his hand, his head bowed.

It was as if he were a king ruling the world.

"Hi! Hello, Yan, the new Angel Queen!!"

I don't know if you've ever seen me before.

"But, none of that matters."

"Because the moment you see me, your nightmare is about to begin."

"The era of Tiangong is about to return to its peak."

"We will soon find the location of your Skyblade 7. I will gather more of the Celestial Angels and reclaim what my ex-wife Keisha took from us."

"Then."

“Angel Yan, Ruoning dislikes you very much.”

"But don't be nervous, I like it."

"Hahaha!!"

"After all, this is the only thing I, Hua Ye, can eat."

"I have a particular fondness for the Queen and the like."

"I hope you get a nice, clean wash."

"I don't want you to smell like anyone else."

"Of course, if we really have to have one, it's not impossible. I remember it was something like... tsk, the Galactic Force, right? That's pretty good."