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

Chapter 27 The Demise of Cherry Blossoms

Meanwhile, on the vast Western Sea...

Morgana clutched her slightly numb arm, her black metallic wings vibrating vigorously to increase her speed to the maximum, leaving a long trail of purplish-black light on the azure sea.

At this moment, her face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water, and she was burning with rage.

"Damn bitch!"

"How could there be a peak third-generation beast-body warrior in this godforsaken place? And they ruined my plans!"

Morgana cursed under her breath.

Her original plan was to convert a group of high-quality demon warriors in Huang Village as initial troops.

As a result, he not only failed to catch anything, but was also chased and beaten by a monkey with a stick!

This is an absolute disgrace!

"No, we need to find a place to start over right away. That bitch Keisha has a very keen sense of smell; she must have noticed the commotion just now."

Morgana assessed the energy depletion within her body and decided to find a suitable source of troops nearby.

Her gaze swept across the vast ocean below, finally settling on the bow-shaped outline of the islands on the distant horizon.

"The Land of Cherry Blossoms?"

Morgana raised an eyebrow, her mind quickly flashing through information about the country.

A resource-poor, densely populated island nation with a culture that... well, it's quite interesting.

"Let's go take a look!"

Morgana flapped her wings and flew toward the island.

Regardless of whether the people on the island meet the conditions to become demons, she needs to find a place to catch her breath and think about what to do next.

Moreover, with such a vast planet as Earth, she refused to believe that she couldn't find suitable recruits!

Moments later, Morgana landed in a relatively secluded mountain forest on the outskirts of the capital of the Sakura Kingdom.

She retracted her wings and some of her outward energy, casually walking along the forest path. Her dark energy perception swept over the nearby towns and people like invisible tentacles.

With that sweep, she abruptly stopped in her tracks.

A look of surprise crossed his face at first, but that surprise quickly turned into a mixture of surprise, disgust, and a strange excitement as if he had discovered a treasure.

"Are the genes of these people born in the Year of the Cherry Blossom so abnormal?"

Morgana's lips couldn't help but curve upwards, eventually turning into a low, pleasant laugh.

"Hahaha! That's brilliant!"

She discovered that most people born in the Year of the Cherry Blossom have a hidden defect in their underlying genetic code.

That was a perverse distortion.

Extreme repression leads to violent tendencies, blind worship and obedience to power, a distorted sense of collective honor and xenophobia, and deeply ingrained traits of admiration for strength and fear of authority!

These traits are practically a tailor-made, unfinished product for a demonic civilization that glorifies freedom and decadence!

They do not need to painstakingly distort the will of individuals as they would with other civilizations.

Because these cherry blossom people have the inherent potential in their genes, she only needs to use demon genes to guide and catalyze them, and she can easily transform them into demon warriors!

Moreover, the energy required to transform them will be far less than that required to transform a normal Divine River Body!

This is hardly a setback.

This is truly a blessing in disguise!

"Your Majesty, have I arrived in heaven?"

Morgana licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with greed and cruelty.

"Although the genetic foundation is a bit rotten and the soul is somewhat tainted, the advantage lies in high adaptability and low conversion cost!"

"They'd be perfect as cannon fodder!"

With that thought in mind, she no longer hesitated, her figure soaring into the sky, flying directly over the capital of the Sakura Kingdom.

Immediately, the demonic genes surged and spread from her center like a black tide, instantly engulfing half of the city!

Countless people from the Cherry Blossom Country looked up in horror and saw the figure floating in the air, like a fallen goddess.

Fear, curiosity, and a certain morbid desire spread throughout the land of cherry blossoms.

"Who is that person? An angel?"

"Baka! Have you ever seen an angel look like that? This is clearly a demon!"

"I wonder what it's like to be a demon?"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Little did they know, the demonic gene had already been implanted into their bodies.

The next second, the first person to come into contact with the demonic genes began to scream in agony.

"ah!!!"

Their bodies began to mutate under the erosion of demonic genes.

Its skin becomes rough, keratin or scales grow on its body, its teeth become sharp, and its eyes emit a bloodthirsty red light.

Immediately afterwards, reason was quickly consumed by primal violence and destructive desires.

They tore their clothes apart and pounced on the unmutated crowd around them, launching a frenzied attack and slaughter. In an instant, screams and cries filled the entire street.

Chaos spread like a plague.

Morgana hovered high in the sky, admiring the scene below that was rapidly turning into a hellish landscape, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Yes! That's it! Destroy! Slaughter! Unleash the most primal beasts within you!"

"Let the banner of the devil rise over this dirty yet lovely land!"

She did not stay in one place.

The figure flickered in the sky above the city, spreading more demonic genes to densely populated areas.

At the same time, she is also weaving a web of corruption that can cover the entire island, accelerating the transformation of those individuals with potential in their genes.

In just a few hours, the major cities of the Sakura Kingdom had been completely plunged into a demonic revelry and a bloody feast.

Communications were disrupted, traffic was paralyzed, and law and order vanished in that moment.

Only the howls of demons and the wails of humans echoed!

"That's about it."

Morgana looked at the country that had been completely destroyed and felt that she had enough troops.

Now, she needs a powerful enough vessel to resurrect her most capable subordinate—Ato.

Her gaze then swept across the city, finally settling on one spot.

That was the site of the former Capitol Building.

At this moment, the area is occupied by a group of powerful demons.

At the center of these demons stood a middle-aged man in a tattered suit, whose eyes held a cunning and cruel quality that set him apart from the other demons.

He was originally a high-ranking member of a far-right group, and his extreme and violent tendencies were amplified to the extreme under the catalysis of his demonic genes.

At the same time, he still retained a twisted wisdom and a desire for leadership, becoming the temporary leader of this group of demons.

"You're the one."

Morgana landed in the square in front of the Capitol Building.

The surrounding demons sensed the pure and powerful aura emanating from her and retreated in awe, emitting low whimpers.

The suit-clad demon leader also raised his head, his scarlet eyes looking at Morgana, a mixture of desire, fear, and a hint of ambition that refused to be inferior to anyone else flashing in his eyes.

"His aptitude is so-so, and his soul is quite filthy, but as the body for Ator's resurrection, it is enough."

Morgana walked up to him, extended her finger covered in dark alloy armor, and touched his forehead.