After evolving from an eagle-man into an angel, I annihilated the gods.

"Lord Michael is a divine archangel, one of the Seraphim, and a great being who once served as the vice-ruler of Heaven. He has commanded billions of angels and led countless armies, and is a universally acknowledged great figure throughout the astral plane and the galaxy!"

The old professor looked hopeful.

"That year, when the Three-Eyed Civilization launched a surprise attack on Sofaloran, occupied the spacetime wormhole, sealed off information transmission, and prepared to launch an expedition to the Star Plane and attack Mount Paradise."

"A race of giants from the original universe, known as the 'Star Witches,' went to pay their respects to Lord Michael, who was engaged in a great battle with the Gray Legion in the Soka Starfield."

"The Star Witch Giants told Lord Michael this news. At that time, the Star Witch Giants had not yet migrated to the Milky Way and become one of the billions of races in the galaxy."

"At that crucial moment, the Star Witch Giant suddenly provided Lord Michael with information that was hard to discern as true or false."

"At that time, when the enemy and friend were not clear, after careful consideration, Lord Michael still resolutely decided to send troops to support the Sofaloran system."

"As it turns out, this was a wise decision!"

"Lord Michael led his army to defeat the Three-Eyed Civilization, reclaim Sofaloran, expel the enemy forces stationed in the spacetime wormhole, thwart the enemy's plot, and achieve a very impressive victory."

"This victory had far-reaching consequences. The Three-Eyed Clan suffered heavy losses, and countless warriors were overjoyed."

"Even Her Majesty Queen Anastasia, who is far away in the Heavenly Mountains, sent a commendation to all the warriors who participated in this battle."

In fact.

When the Star Witch Giant provided information that time, whether true or false, Michael's decision was inevitably to go to Sofaloran to provide assistance.

Because Sofaloran's spacetime wormhole leads to the Blue Star—the world of Feland, and the world of Feland is very close to Paradise Mountain.

Anastasia was in Paradise Mountain, coordinating everything for this war.

Therefore, the core of this matter is not whether the decision was correct, but whether Michael had Anatania, the great queen of the gods, in his heart.

Of course, in the eyes of others, this was Michael's correct and wise decision.

After finishing his lecture, the old professor picked up the golden water glass on the lectern, took a leisurely sip of tea that was supposedly brewed from tea leaves from the Nadashir Forest in the world of Feland, and then turned to look at the students' expressions.

in the past.

The children were very attentive during these history lessons.

Because they live on a front-line planet in such a war-torn environment, the children are exposed to war and faith from a young age, and are influenced by their parents, making them willing to fight for the Lord and for the galaxy!

At the same time, they also genuinely enjoy the history of the Galactic Holy Guardian War.

But today.

The old professor noticed that the students seemed somewhat distracted today, even the well-behaved children who had just asked questions seemed a little absent-minded.

It seemed that something interesting was bothering them.

The old elf professor's expression turned somewhat displeased.

"Is there anything more interesting than my history class?"

Just as he put down his water glass and was about to call out the names of several students who had been looking out the window at the playground.

Suddenly, a gasp of surprise erupted throughout the classroom.

"She's here! She's here!"

"This is actually true!"

Many students stood up from their desks and rushed to the windows, crowding around and peering down while exclaiming in surprise.

"It's actually true!"

"They've really come to our academy."

"Don't push, don't push, let me see!"

"I want to see it too! I want to see it too!"

This time.

Even the old elf professor was astonished.

"What happened?"

"These kids aren't even listening to my history lessons anymore?"

He wanted to go over and take a look, but the slight reserve that belonged to a history professor made him hold back.

But the classroom couldn't stay in such a mess forever, so he mustered his courage and shouted.

"Go back to your seats. What could be more important than your studies?"

The old professor's words still carried weight, even though the children in front of him were mostly the sons of officers from various battle groups on the front lines of the Afanasy star system.

This is because he is not only an old elf professor, but also a veteran who has retired from the front lines.

The students quieted down and obediently walked back to their seats from the window.

One of the chubby little dwarves was still grumbling.

"I didn't see any of the angel transfer students."

The old professor had good hearing. When he heard the word "angel," he paused for a moment and asked instinctively.

"What transfer student?!"

The old professor asked a question, and the students started discussing it amongst themselves.

“An angelic transfer student, Mr. Monrigu.”

"So what if they're angel students? You've all seen them before."

The old professor was speechless.

Because an angel squadron is stationed on the planet Afana, the people of Afana, unlike many remote areas in the astral plane and galaxy, rarely see angels.

As the top war academy on the planet Afana, Faran War School boasts a powerful faculty and is backed by a mysterious and powerful platinum elf, so angel students often come here to study.

It's just that they are relatively rare.

After all, with the development of the angel race to this point, there are mostly faith angels, while the number of holy war angels is very small.

Those capable of giving birth to baby angels are naturally mostly holy war angels.

They are a naturally occurring race.

The angels of faith are not infertile, but those who meet the requirements are extremely rare.

"This is a truth known throughout the entire Milky Way," the chubby boy retorted.

"Teacher, this is no ordinary angel, but a transfer student from the Radiant Academy in the fourth heaven of Heavenly Mountain."

"He is a holy war angel!"

"It is said that this little angel is not only known as the daughter of the angel race on the StarNet, but is also good at singing hymns and is deeply loved by Her Majesty Anatania."

"In addition, she is the only daughter of the Archangel Remiel, the ruler of the Dark Tribunal."

"I know, it's that Angel, Lord Remiel's daughter."

"But why is she here?"

The old elven professor adjusted his glasses.

"And how did you find out about this?"

"Does Teacher Mengligu not use the StarNet? That Princess Angel has registered an account on Xiaoyinyin short video platform, and she has a lot of followers."

Seeing that the old professor was also interested, the students quickly started chattering away, revealing all the details.

"As for why Princess Angel came here, it is of course to follow her father, Lord Remiel."

"It is said that a large-scale defection has occurred at the front, and Lord Remiel has come for this reason."