The game is about becoming a god, starting with the rampage of Hua Ye.

The azure sky hangs like a vast ocean, while the white clouds drift like fish in the sea.

In a scenic, dense forest on the planet Melo, a wooden house stands tall.

In the elegant courtyard, the same wooden recliner still stood, and Glenn lay there, swaying unconsciously up and down, his closed eyes enjoying the rare tranquility.

Clutching a bottle of liquor tightly in his hand, Glenn took sips every now and then. Today, he just wanted to get drunk, do nothing, and just stay quietly.

Several days had passed since Keisha and the other two had their conversation, and the Sword of Judgment, floating above the orbit of Merlo, had completed its preparations.

Tomorrow will be the day he leaves this place to venture into the universe.

Before this, Glenn returned to the small house that had been his home for hundreds of years, recalling the bits and pieces of the past thousand years. Occasionally, he would take a sip of wine, the spicy and mellow taste stimulating his taste buds and reminding him of the joys and sorrows of the past thousand years.

Recalling that confrontation, Glenn couldn't help but smile. Being able to overpower a group of women was a rare experience, after all, these three were destined to be world-shaking figures.

"What a beautiful day! I wonder when I'll be back next time?"

With his closed eyes slightly open, Glenn gazed at the sky, lost in his own thoughts.

……

"Hoohoo!"

The sound of flapping wings rang out, and before a figure even arrived, a shout rang out:

"Lord Glenn, Lord Glenn!"

Glenn, who was enjoying the last moments of peace, suddenly became agitated.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he suddenly sat up and impatiently shouted:

"What's all the noise about? Can't a person enjoy their last moments?"

Ya'er, who was originally very excited, immediately fell silent upon hearing Glenn's words. It seemed that Lord Glenn was angry!

Quietly approaching Glenn, he looked at the drink in his hand and whispered cautiously:

"Lord Glenn? What's wrong? Why are you drinking to drown your sorrows?"

Frustrated, Glenn looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful woman with short, golden hair, a delicate face, and a slender figure in red armor with silver lining standing in front of him.

"Ya'er? What are you doing here! Why aren't you being your legion commander? What are you doing here?"

Glenn ignored her question and asked in surprise.

"Ah! Lord Glenn, you can't say that. My primary identity is your secretary, and only secondarily the commander of the Third Angelic Legion."

Ya'er explained softly, her tone tinged with a hint of grievance.

"Alright, spit it out! What is it? I've never seen you come this often before. Judging by your behavior, it's definitely not good news!"

Glenn wasn't buying it. His secretary was no longer a real person; she had become a spy planted by Keisha to keep him company. She would leak his information to Keisha whenever she had a chance. Otherwise, how would they know his schedule so well? They were just used to it.

"hey-hey!"

Ya'er felt a little embarrassed by what was said. Indeed, as Glenn said, she had come to tell him something. Queen Keisha had given her a mission.

"Um! Queen Keisha said that she will be holding a farewell party for you tonight and asked me to inform you. Don't think about refusing, otherwise they will come to invite you in person."

Ya'er truthfully stated that she was merely a messenger. Although she could communicate through clandestine means, it lacked sincerity. After all, Glenn was the Shadow King of the Angelic Civilization, wasn't he? He still needed to formally establish his rule.

"Farewell party?"

Glenn was surprised. What was going on now? Couldn't he just let him get some rest?

Glenn was extremely dissatisfied with this and simply refused outright:

"Don't go!"

"what?"

Ya'er was stunned. She hadn't expected Glenn to be so resolute, and she was left wondering how she could recover.

"Can…"

Before Ya'er could speak, Glenn said again:

"Tell them not to come looking for me, otherwise they won't see me even if they do, understand?"

"Oh!"

Ya'er was speechless. The big boss had spoken, so she could only obey. After all, she was Glenn's secretary! A secretary has to do secretary work, otherwise it would be considered neglecting her duties.

"Go!"

Glenn gave the order directly, then lay down again to continue enjoying this rare moment.

Ya'er was about to leave, feeling helpless and disappointed, but Glenn's voice rang out again, making Ya'er freeze in her tracks, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"By the way, make sure you practice the 18 moves of Awei that I taught you properly. I'll be checking them when you come back next time."

After saying that, there was no further movement, and he was unable to see Ya'er's bitter face.

"Woo!"

Ya'er left the courtyard with a wronged look on her face. The Eighteen Styles of Awei was her lifelong problem. Although it was powerful, the name was too shameful. She didn't dare to use it openly. She had thought about changing the name, but under Glenn's pressure, she was defeated. If you have no say, you have to obey.

In the new Angelic City, Keisha's bedroom.

Dressed casually, Keisha listened quietly to Ya'er's report, her facial expression remaining unchanged throughout.

"Alright, I understand. You can go now! You don't need to worry about this!"

Keisha said casually after hearing this.

Ya'er was very curious. Queen Keisha didn't seem angry. Could it be...?

The thought of that outcome shocked her deeply; it was so exciting!

Not daring to think any further, upon hearing the Queen's order, Ya'er quickly took her leave and disappeared into the Queen's palace.

Seeing Ya'er's panicked and disoriented figure, Keisha smiled helplessly.

"Ya'er is still lacking in experience. Next time, I'll send her to a remote and important border region to train. After all, she's the Shadow King's guard. How can she be so impetuous?"

"Ugh! That guy is such a worry. I knew he'd say that. Fine, if they won't let us do it, then we won't."

Keisha sighed, got up and went into the bedroom. She needed to rest at this time; she needed her beauty sleep.

Night fell, and the stars filled the air. In the small courtyard, Glenn lay on a deck chair, snoring softly. The bottle in his hand had fallen to the ground, and upon closer inspection, several empty bottles lay scattered on the floor. He was drunk and had fallen into a deep sleep, unable to enjoy the beautiful night view.

In the dead of night, a white figure flapped its wings and quietly landed in the courtyard. Under the starlight, her silver hair shimmered, and her white dress with gold trim perfectly accentuated her exquisite figure, just like when they first met.

At this moment, those deep blue eyes were staring straight in one direction, where a tall figure was fast asleep. Looking at the wine bottles carelessly discarded on the ground, He Xi frowned and stepped over to his side.

Looking at that figure that she longed for, she felt a deep sense of unease, not knowing why.

Is it tenderness, reluctance to part, or love?

He left, it's not like he's never coming back, so why am I like this?

"What a troublesome guy! It's one thing to mess with me, but to mess with Keisha too! How am I supposed to face Keisha now?"

He Xi squatted down and looked at him quietly, her heart churning with countless complex emotions.

A gentle breeze swept through the courtyard, causing her silver hair and white silk-like clothes to flutter in the wind, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty, like a painting.

As if she had made up her mind, He Xi stood up, and with a little effort, helped Glenn to his feet and walked towards the small house, muttering to herself from time to time:

"You don't even go inside to sleep. What if you catch a cold? You should go inside to sleep!"

She could hear the panic in her voice, but this sentence was like a reason she had given herself, unwavering in its conviction.

Not far from the courtyard, two figures watched quietly as He Xi helped Glenn into the small house.