Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

After ending the dark plane genetic space connection with Angel Yan, Mo He quickly informed Lian Feng and Zhi Xin about Angel Yan's request for help.

Upon hearing this, Zhi Xin was extremely anxious. Anxiety and uneasiness instantly filled her face. Without thinking, she said, "I must return to the Angel Civilization immediately and fight alongside my sisters. We will live and die together!"

After she finished speaking, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and her body trembled slightly.

Mo He and Lian Feng exchanged meaningful glances. Mo He nodded slightly and said softly, "Zhi Xin, we all feel the same way you feel.

It is imperative to rush to the aid of the Angel Civilization, but before setting off, many matters need to be properly arranged, and we must not act rashly."

His voice was calm and firm, trying to calm Zhixin's excited emotions.

"How long will that take?"

Zhixin asked impatiently, with a hint of urgency in his tone that was difficult to conceal.

At this moment, she was like an ant on a hot pan, extremely anxious, and wished she could travel through the stars and return to the angelic homeland where she was born and raised.

Mo He pondered for a moment, and after a brief pause, he gave a clear answer: "We will set off the day after tomorrow."

His eyes revealed decisiveness and determination. In these short two days, he needed to coordinate resources from all parties, coordinate the strategic deployment of Blue Star and Angel Civilization, and ensure that this rescue operation was foolproof.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you!"

Zhixin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

She knew very well that Mo He held an important position in Blue Star and was responsible for many key missions, so he could not leave his post immediately as he pleased.

Although she was extremely anxious, she still chose to trust Mo He's decision and silently waited for the time to set off.

Looking at Zhixin's receding figure, Lianfeng slowly turned his head and cast his gaze towards Mohe, with a hint of inquiry and concern in his eyes: "How many people do you plan to lead to help the Angel Civilization this time?"

Mo He frowned slightly. He knew very well that this trip to the Angel Civilization to help in the war was of great significance. However, how many people to bring and which specific personnel to bring was not something that could be decided in a hurry. It required long-term planning and careful consideration.

The current Blue Planet is like a giant ship that has just suffered severe damage and is currently undergoing repair and reconstruction.

Everything is in a state of disrepair and all fields are at a critical turning point in development. Everyone plays an indispensable role in their respective positions, and it is difficult to easily mobilize a large number of manpower.

Mo He keenly caught the thoughts in Lian Feng's eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, revealed a faint smile, and said softly: "I have decided not to bring anyone else with me for this operation. Zhi Xin and I are enough."

His tone was calm yet revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Mo He's considerations coincided with Lian Feng's. At this moment, Blue Star was like a building with an unstable foundation and urgently needed the concerted efforts of all parties to support it.

As one of the core combat forces of Blue Star, if the Xiongbinglian is rashly transferred, it will inevitably cause a huge gap in the defense and development capabilities within Blue Star, triggering a series of unpredictable chain reactions, which may ultimately lead to a situation where the gains do not outweigh the losses.

Furthermore, although the Xiongbinglian has extraordinary combat power, they are traveling to the Angel Civilization to fight. After all, they are on an away field and face many unknown factors and restrictions. The actual role they can play may be difficult to meet expectations.

In comparison, Mo He, with his own strong strength and rich experience, and with the assistance of Zhi Xin who has a certain understanding of angel civilization, it is more feasible and efficient for the two of them to work together to deal with this crisis.

Lian Feng felt as if a huge stone had been lifted off his chest. He breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, and asked, "Do you have any other plans?"

Mo He lowered his head slightly, touched his chin with his fingers, thought for a moment and said: "I am going to the Angel Civilization this time. With Monkey Brother staying behind on Blue Star, plus the Heroic Army and the Allied Forces, it won't be a problem to deal with the Taotie!

But Morgana and her demonic civilization are always a huge hidden danger, like a time bomb that could explode at any time."

Lian Feng agreed deeply and nodded slightly in response: "You are right. In this situation, do we need to inform Qiangwei and let her find a way to deal with it?"

Mo He was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No need, I plan to go and negotiate with Morgana in person."

Lian Feng was shocked when he heard this. His eyes widened and his voice unconsciously rose a few degrees: "You want to meet Morgana? This is absolutely not possible!"

Her tone was full of worry and opposition. After all, Morgana's cunning and strength were obvious to all. This meeting would undoubtedly be like venturing into the tiger's den, with an extremely high risk factor.

Mo He, however, looked calm, with a confident smile on his face: "Don't worry, I have Qiangwei to protect me, and I have now forged a fourth-generation divine body. My strength is equal to Morgana's, and it is still unknown who will win."

Lianfeng showed hesitation, struggling fiercely between worry and trust, but finally he reluctantly agreed.

However, she was still worried, so she pulled Mo He aside and repeatedly warned him to stay calm and not act impulsively to cause unnecessary trouble.

Mo He readily agreed. He knew in his heart that this initiative to contact Morgana was not to provoke a fight.

The discussion was settled, and Mo He did not delay any longer. He turned around and left Sky Blade No. 7, speeding towards the Blue Star.

He flew through layers of atmosphere like a bright meteor across the sky, heading straight for the Metropolitan Hotel in North America, Morgana's base camp.

This land seems to be cursed by dark magic, and corruption, chaos and foul smells remain its unchanging themes.

The light of morality and law has long since dissipated here, like faint stars swallowed by the endless darkness, leaving only desolation and disorder.

The demon warriors guarding the surroundings were all burly with ferocious faces. Their keen perception instantly captured Mo He's breath.

In an instant, they became alert as if facing a great enemy, and shouted in unison: "Enemy attack!"

The sound was like a huge bell, resounding throughout this fallen land.

In a flash, demon warriors and demon cannon fodder from all directions, like a surging black tide, surged in and surrounded Mo He tightly in the core.

In today's Blue Star, Mo He's name is well-known. His powerful strength and glorious military exploits have long been spread throughout the streets and alleys, making him a terrifying existence for alien invaders.

Mo He looked around at the encirclement that was eyeing him covetously, but there was still a nonchalant smile on his face, as if the danger before him was nothing more than a trivial farce.

He said calmly, "Don't be nervous. I am not here to cause trouble. I just hope to discuss some important matters with your queen."

The leading demon warrior was about to open his mouth to refute, but suddenly received a secret communication command from Morgana, signaling him to let go immediately.

Although he was full of doubts and reluctance, he did not dare to disobey the queen's order in the slightest. He could only frown and silently step aside to make way.

Seeing this, Mo He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and then walked into the hotel with a calm pace.

Under the hostile gazes of the demon warriors who seemed to want to eat him alive, he walked leisurely through the winding corridors and went straight to the roof as if he was strolling in the garden.