Super God: Angel King, takes down Angel Yan at the start.

She actually developed a strong interest in the fragrant, golden-brown fried chicken and the sizzling, oily skewers!

Previously at the food street, due to the angel's elegance and prejudice against Earth's food, she only chose a few of the simplest-looking pastries.

But when the food was brought back and its aroma filled her nostrils, she realized that she seemed to have missed a whole new world!

So, she had been secretly thinking about it, planning to try it reluctantly when she got back.

But now Su Yi is actually going to share this food with this dirty, stupid crocodile who previously wanted to eat people?

No!

Absolutely not!

At the very least, we should let her try it first!

Su Yi found Yan's act of wanting something but putting on airs particularly amusing.

His eyes darted around, and he deliberately dragged out his words, "Oh~ I see. So our noble left-wing guardian angel, Miss Yan, has taken a fancy to these vulgar Earth snacks?"

"You're lying! I didn't!"

Yan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and almost jumped up.

"No? Then move aside and let Thornton eat something. He's starving; he won't have the strength to walk later. Do you want me to carry him back?"

Su Yi shrugged.

"I......"

Yan was speechless. He looked at Suo Dun, who was drooling, and then at the fragrant snack bags. He was torn between his own thoughts and his own mind.

"Alright, alright."

Su Yi finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, waving his hand, "I'm just kidding. Hannibal, give half to Thornton, and keep the other half for ourselves as a midnight snack."

As he spoke, he looked at Yan, who was staring longingly at him.

"Miss Angel, you're welcome to try it anytime. Don't be shy. After all, understanding the food culture of other civilizations is also an important way to observe their social structures, right?"

Yan was shut down by his previous high-sounding words, feeling both ashamed and angry, but unable to refute them.

She snorted, turned around and walked to the side, her back to the crowd, pretending to admire the street scene, but her ears were slightly perked up, listening to the sounds behind her.

Hannibal did as he was told and took about half of the food out of the bag.

The most substantial portions of meat skewers and fried chicken were handed to Soton, who was already eager to get started.

Soton took the food, didn't even look at it, and stuffed it all into that gaping maw. It chewed a few times and swallowed it whole, making a satisfied humming sound, and its tail wagged contentedly.

Hannibal carefully kept the other half.

Then, Su Yi looked at the sky and sensed the sound of sirens coming from afar.

"We can't stay here any longer. Hannibal, take Thornton with you, let's go back."

"Yes."

Hannibal walked over to Thornton, who was still licking his paws and savoring the taste of meat. He didn't mind that Thornton was covered in dust. He grabbed Thornton by the scruff of his neck with one hand and picked up the snack bag with the other. His wings spread out behind him.

Su Yi also spread his golden wings and called out to Yan, who still had his back to them, "Let's go, Yan. If you want to see the scenery, we can go back later."

Yan then turned around, his face already showing its usual coldness.

However, when his gaze inadvertently swept over the bag of snacks in Hannibal's hand, a hint of barely perceptible concern still slipped through his fingers.

She spread her pure white wings and followed.

Four figures soared into the sky and quickly disappeared into the horizon, leaving behind only a street that needed extensive repairs and countless dumbfounded witnesses.

......

Two days later.

Huangcun, a remote suburb of Juxia City.

This is a seemingly peaceful and ordinary village, nestled against the mountains and beside the water. Most of the villagers are engaged in farming or work outside the village, and the pace of life is slow.

Under the old locust tree at the village entrance, an old farmer wearing a straw hat was dozing off against the trunk, holding a tattered palm-leaf fan in his hand and fanning himself intermittently.

He looked no different from the other idle old people in the village.

Only when he occasionally lifts his eyelids can the sharp golden light that flashes deep in his eyes reveal his extraordinary nature.

This is Sun Wukong in a different form.

He's been squatting here for two days now.

According to the information given by that kid Su Yi, that Morgana will descend here to perform some kind of transformation ritual.

Two days passed, and all was calm; not even a trace of an alien was seen.

"Tsk, is that kid playing a trick on me, Old Sun?"

Sun Wukong scratched his cheek with his palm-leaf fan, muttering impatiently.

"They said they'd wait for a rabbit to run into a tree stump, but not even a glimpse of a rabbit appeared! My time is very precious!"

It wasn't that he didn't trust Su Yi, but this kind of tedious waiting really didn't suit his personality.

He prefers to go directly to their door.

"If we wait another half day and there's still no movement, I'll go find that kid and ask him what's going on!"

Sun Wukong was pondering this to himself.

Suddenly, he paused slightly in his fanning motion.

The ear under the straw hat twitched almost imperceptibly.

It wasn't that they heard anything, but rather that they sensed an extremely subtle fluctuation of dark energy quietly gathering above the village!

coming!

Sun Wukong perked up, but outwardly maintained the drowsy posture of an old farmer.

His fingers, however, tightened slightly as he held the palm-leaf fan.

Above the village, the once clear sky was suddenly dotted with a few inconspicuous wisps of gray-black clouds.

Several villagers working in the fields looked up at the sky in confusion, muttering whether it was going to rain, but they didn't pay much attention.

At this moment, ripples, barely perceptible to the naked eye, appeared in the space.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and alluring figure with black metal wings spread out behind her appeared silently in the sky above the village.

She wore a deep purple, tight-fitting leather armor that accentuated her stunning curves. Her makeup was exaggerated and glamorous, and a cynical yet disdainful smile played on her lips.

It is none other than the Demon Queen—Morgana!

She looked down at the tranquil village below, a hint of satisfaction and a cruel anticipation flashing in her eyes.

"Yes, this is the place. The feng shui is good, and the location is suitable."

She licked her lips, her voice carrying a captivating, husky quality.

"Ato, prepare to welcome your new life. I, the Queen, am very much looking forward to it."

With that, she began to fly towards the village.

Under the old locust tree at the village entrance, Sun Wukong, dressed as an old farmer, slowly raised his head.

Beneath the straw hat, his eyes gleamed with golden light, fixed intently on the black-winged figure in the air that exuded a strong aura of evil and depravity.

Although he had never met Morgana, his behavior clearly indicated that she was the one he had been waiting for!

"You're the one, you monster!"

Sun Wukong sneered inwardly, and the dormant power within him began to surge slowly like an awakening volcano.

Morgana, however, was completely unaware that she had been targeted by a peak third-generation beast.

She had already reached the street.

Morgana didn't care at all about the people pointing and whispering about her around her.

After looking around, I immediately spotted Yu Baosheng!

"Long time no see, Ato!"

As she spoke, Morgana approached Yu Baosheng.

Just as she was about to stroke the other person's face, a dark iron rod suddenly appeared in her line of sight, interrupting her action.

......