Angel Yan shut her eyes tightly.
Following Yamanaka Kei's instructions, she slowly began entering the right state of mind.
Kei raised his hand and flicked a small amount of magical energy into her body.
Earlier, when he scanned Blue Planet, he had already detected traces of those few angels.
Zhuikui, another angel, followed Angel Yan to Blue Planet, but due to a previous misunderstanding, had become separated from the other angels while fleeing. Currently, she was hovering above a village in Daxia.
That village was called Huang Village.
The spatial teleportation magic in Kamar-Taj wasn't just about energy consumption—the difficulty also varied greatly based on distance.
For a first-time spellcasting attempt, it was naturally better to choose something simpler.
Feeling the energy within her, Angel Yan suddenly felt like she had grasped something profound, raising her hand and slashing forward.
A spatial magic gateway shimmered into existence with sparks flying, starting at the size of a basin before gradually expanding large enough for an adult to pass through.
On the other side of the portal.
Zhuikui, wearing battle armor and holding a flaming sword, looked uncertainly at the sudden spatial gateway appearing beside her.
Seeing Yan standing on the other side of the portal, she finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Senior Yan, who is this?"
"The Dimensional Demon God Peaks, a great sovereign deity of civilization."
Angel Yan stepped forward through the gateway.
Beside her, Angel Zhuikui hurriedly removed her helmet, sheathed her flaming sword, and respectfully bowed toward Kei Yamanaka.
"No need to be so formal. You can just call me Shan or Kei."
Kei waved a hand dismissively toward Angel Zhuikui.
In the original storyline, she had plenty of screen time—and plenty of beatings. She crossed paths with practically every enemy—Atuo, Ruoning, Soton, Sumari, the Titans… None gave her a pass.
Compared with Angel Yan's relatively soft facial features,
her demeanor—both in looks and personality—could be summed up in one word: tough!
"Sorcerer Supreme of the Dimensional Demon Gods, you weren't this nice to Queen Guy and me back then."
Standing at the edge of the spatial gateway, Angel Yan casually threw in that comment while simultaneously trying to analyze its operational logic.
"Guy's too arrogant. Without establishing mutual cooperation from the start, there would've been trouble."
Stepping across the spatial gateway, Kei replied.
Then turning his head to look at the small village several kilometers away, where curling wisps of smoke drifted lazily from chimneys.
Huang Village.
In the original storyline, after Morgan descended upon Blue Planet, because of the battle against the angels, her forces suffered heavy losses. She transformed all the villagers here into demon soldiers.
"...Can it travel dimensions?"
Angel Yan hesitated for a moment but didn't reply directly to Kei's words.
Instead, she resumed studying the magical spatial portal sparking golden embers before her.
"The fundamental logic stays the same. But the presence of Anchors affects both the difficulty and energy cost."
"So you're saying that, from a purely subjective perspective, all difficulties are basically the same?"
"Any 'subjectivity' you feel comes from not fully grasping the core operational logic."
"Then what's its core operational logic?"
"You figure it out yourself."
"Selfish much."
"Hahaha～ You're no different."
Kei couldn't help laughing out loud.
Clearly, the words he'd once used to shoot down Guy were still fresh in Yan's mind.
The magical spatial portal gradually dissipated as its energy depleted, and Angel Yan also withdrew her gaze from it.
Looking at the analysis results from the Knowledge Vault, she spoke again.
"I don't think I can consciously generate that kind of energy you just injected into me."
"You've grown accustomed to relying on the Angel Engine for everything. Moreover, seven thousand years of life and battle have etched the use of dark energy into your instincts. This instinct isn't merely physical or genetic—it's even embedded in your soul."
Kei Yamanaka raised his eyes toward the southwest while mentally communicating with the Quantum Engine.
With a flick of his wrist, he released a prismatic veil that enveloped him, Angel Yan, and Angel Zui.
This chaotic magic, distinct from the dark energy system, effectively masked their very presence.
Before Angel Yan could ask anything,
The next moment, a sharp dark energy scan swiftly passed over the three of them.
That familiar corrupted presence made Angel Yan and Angel Zui instantly react, quickly assuming defensive stances.
[demons?]
Morgan actually came to Blue Planet?
"Relax—Demon Unit One won't sense you."
Kei Yamanaka's figure slowly descended to the ground.
A flash of light gleamed over his body, and his once-formal black dress shirt shifted into a casual black hoodie paired with sweatpants.
Except for his unusually handsome appearance,
he blended right in with the locals.
"Morgan's coming here? So you're planning…to lie in wait like a predator? And actually ambush a demon?"
Thoughts raced through Angel Yan's mind.
She touched down beside Angel Zui.
Seeing that Kei Yamanaka had changed clothes, she exchanged a look with Angel Zui before channeling her dimensional dark energy to shift her angel armor into a pair of blue jeans shorts and a white T-shirt, appropriate for Blue Planet's technological era.
"Wasn't this the Queen's suggestion?"
Kei Yamanaka had sensed that Zui was conveniently near Huang Village, which is why he allowed Yan to use her as an anchor for spatial teleportation magic.
When he first arrived at the Superman Realm, he had already used [Soaring Through All Heavens] to survey Blue Planet but hadn't found any trace of Demon Unit One or Morgan.
Originally, he planned to rest in the village for a few days.
After all, no matter how powerful he was, he didn't want to constantly monitor every movement on Blue Planet while waiting for them to show up.
Who could have predicted—no sooner had he arrived than Morgan appeared?
The intense space ripple earlier must have been from Demon Unit One activating large-scale spatial teleportation.
Demon Unit One.
Sounds intriguing!
Besides, his expedition ship has seen better days anyway!
[Great Dimensional Demon God], would you grace us lowly angels with a display of your divine might?
Angel Yan put on a carefully feigned expression of admiration tinged with anticipation.
Noticing Angel Zui still looked indifferent beside her, she shot her a warning kick.
"Huh? Oh! Count me among your devoted little angels too!"
Angel Zui blinked dumbly at Senior Sister Yan, finally catching on after a beat. She stiffened into a fake smile across her blushing face, dramatically covering it with both hands.
It was obvious—this girl couldn't act to save her life!
That expression was painfully fake!
"Hahaha~"
Kei Yamanaka cracked up watching the two of them.
The hatred between angels and demons had been forged over tens of thousands of years of endless battles, each one claiming countless angelic lives!
Angel Yan, fully aware of his immense power, clearly wanted to provoke the demon on purpose!
Her excitement seemed real enough—but that adoration? Pfft~
The trio walked along the asphalt road into this fairly decent-sized village.
About the size of a small town, it may have lacked the hustle and bustle of big cities, but it was far from empty.
As dusk approached,
People who'd spent the day working hard for their livelihoods gathered in small groups chatting and laughing.
An honest old farmer carrying his hoe dusted off his clothes, smiling as he headed home.
Outside a roadside barbecue stall,
The shop owner had already set up charcoal grills on the platform right at the entrance.
Red-hot coals sizzled beneath skewers of fresh lamb, oil dripping and cumin bursting into fragrant clouds as the meat hit the heat.
"Hey handsome, beautiful lady! Super fresh lamb, secret recipe! Don't like it, no pay—how about a bite?"
The owner shouted enthusiastically at Kei Yamanaka.
Most people in business had a sharp eye for potential customers.
He hadn't even looked twice before the owner pegged him as a serious customer—and more importantly, someone who wouldn't mind spending cash!
"Got lamb ribs?"
"You bet! 68 per jin, buddy. How much d'ya want?"
"Twenty jin then. Start us off with two plates of peanuts and edamame, an ice-cold beer, three hundred lamb skewers, three hundred pieces of lamb cartilage, one hundred beef tripe, eggplants, green peppers, long beans, garlic chives, potatoes, and enoki mushrooms..."
As Kei rattled off his order, the owner stood there stunned.
"You three gonna finish all of this?!"
"It's a company team-building event—we're expecting more people later."
"Got it!"
At first, the owner thought this young man was just showing off in front of a beautiful woman, even planning to gently discourage him—but once he heard it was a company event, he didn't hesitate a second longer.
Kei Yamanaka led Angel Yan and Angel Zui to sit down at a nearby plastic table and chairs outside the stall.
He took the offered glass and bottle of beer from the owner and, with practiced ease, rinsed the glass before pouring himself another round.
Being in a place this lively always gave him a strange sense of déjà vu—as if he were still living in his past life.
"Were you born on the Blue Planet?"
Angel Yan rested her chin in her hand, studying Kei Yamanaka with growing interest.
"Yeah, though it's a different world entirely. Feel free to enjoy yourselves," Kei replied, pouring himself another round.
With a nod toward them, he downed it in one gulp.
Even though he was immune to heat and cold, the icy beer going down still felt strangely refreshing.
That first icy sip of cola or beer in summer—that was pure earthly bliss!
"Dimensional Demon God, Sorcerer Supreme—I hate to break your vibe, but gotta ask: You got money from the Blue Planet? Angels don't do dine-and-dash."
Angel Yan delivered a soul-stirring question.
"Then you can stay behind and do the dishes."
Kei Yamanaka let out a light chuckle. Granted, he didn't have local currency here, but the Primordial Realm had no shortage of gold. And in most realms, gold was always a universally accepted currency.
"One hundred skewers! Handsome and beautiful folks, dig in while it's hot! Want me to grill more now or wait...?"
"Ahhhahahaha~ My subjects, your Queen is back!"
The barbecue vendor hadn't even finished speaking when, from a hundred meters up in the air, Morgan opened a tiny spatial wormhole and dropped in like a deus ex machina. Her laughter rang out in a frenzy, almost maniacal in tone.
The shop owner turned around, completely baffled—he hadn't even seen how she landed. When his eyes fell upon her leather bodysuit, a pair of wings draped behind her, and heavy smoky eye makeup, he was taken aback beyond words.
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