Railgun: "Speaking of which, we just have to bring up someone now."
Richest Man: "You mean Shendu, right?"
Shendu: "…"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Holy Guard Left Wing?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "That's Xiong Bing Lian (Black Troop), isn't it?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "But the Holy Guard's Left Wing could be several people. The most famous are Angel Yan and Liang Bing."
Ordinary Group Leader: "If it were Liang Bing, though, she should be the Demon Queen, not the Holy Guard."
Ordinary Group Leader: "There's also Ruo Ning and Angel Zhui."
Child of Nature: "Don't forget Angel Ailan."
Angel Ailan, though, had barely any plot. She perished in Queen Keisha's arms during the second war between angels and demons—more a fleeting spark than a lasting flame.
Ordinary Group Leader: "Xiong Bing Lian was actually pretty good, though I didn't watch too much of it."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Chin-in-hand.jpg"
Ordinary Group Leader: "But that doesn't change my feelings for Angel Yan."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Out of all the Chinese animation goddesses I love, Yan ranks second!"
Richest Man: "Second? Then who's first? Another angel?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "No. Yanling Ji."
Yanling Ji—forever divine!
Meanwhile, in the Xiong Bing Lian universe—
Within a resplendent, majestic palace, Angel Yan sat with her chin propped on one hand, gazing out at the landscape. After seven thousand years of battle, this had become one of her few ways of keeping her mind balanced.
But as her eyes drifted into absent thought—
Ding. Candidate member detected—Angel Yan.
Ding. Will you join the Dimensional Chat Group?
The cold mechanical voice echoed in her mind. Her eyes snapped from hazy calm to sharp vigilance.
"Who's there?"
Ding. Candidate member inquiry detected. Basic Chat Group information input into host's database.
Ding. Candidate member default acceptance confirmed. Beginning integration.
In the next instant, vast streams of data about the Chat Group poured into Angel Yan's systems. She digested it almost instantly.
"A chat group connecting countless worlds? Interesting."
A small smile tugged at her lips. "I'll step inside and see for myself."
Ordinary Group Leader: "@Holy Guard Left Wing, are you Angel Yan?"
Holy Guard Left Wing: "Would you rather I were, or weren't?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Of course I hope you are!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "As long as you're not Ruo Ning, that's fine by me. Still, from your tone, you sound like Yan. Zhui wouldn't joke with strangers."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Do you need a memory copy of Xiong Bing Lian? It's essentially your world's past and future, though only as reference—not guaranteed to be exactly true."
Roxie Vale's message brimmed with enthusiasm.
Worst Spirit: "Group leader's always so warm with new members. Didn't even wait to chat before offering a memory copy."
Golden Flash: "That level of welcome is almost as good as what Misaka Mikoto gets… just a notch below."
Lazy Little Sister Umaru: "Different levels of excitement for favorite characters, huh?"
Lazy Little Sister Umaru: "Didn't the leader already say? Yan is her second favorite Chinese animation heroine—just after Yanling Ji."
Lazy Little Sister Umaru: "Brandon White, you knew this, right?"
Umaru tagged Brandon curiously. He and Roxie were both transmigrators from Earth. Most anime characters Roxie admired, Brandon also recognized. If anyone could understand why she was this thrilled, it was him.
Child of Nature: "Once the group leader uploads the memory copy of Xiong Bing Lian, you'll all understand."
Brandon didn't elaborate. The charm of a character couldn't be conveyed with words alone.
Whether Misaka Mikoto or Angel Yan, each had their own appeal.
For fans of the second dimension, beauty was never just skin-deep. Unique personalities, unwavering beliefs, and the way they shone within their stories—that was what captivated hearts.
Brandon, naturally, had his own favorites.
Angel Yan was among them. Proud but not cold, lofty yet unpretentious. A woman willing to die for her ideals, yet playful and witty when with her companions or Ge Xiaolun. Her blend of elegance, determination, and hidden warmth was irresistible.
Of course, at first what caught his eye were her striking looks—and those flawless, jade-like long legs.
Ordinary Group Leader: "Hehehe, yeah, I admit I'm excited."
Ordinary Group Leader: "When I transmigrated, there weren't that many standout Chinese animations."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Xiong Bing Lian was one of the best. The worldbuilding and character development were really solid."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Especially that moment when Yan swore the Angel's Oath and became Ge Xiaolun's guardian angel… absolutely enchanting."
Ding. Group Leader has uploaded a memory copy.
Ordinary Group Leader: "@Holy Guard Left Wing, I don't know how far your story has developed."
Ordinary Group Leader: "But as long as Holy Keisha is still alive, there shouldn't be any major problems."
As long as Keisha stood, no heretic dared raise their head.
Angel Yan read Roxie's last line, her expression tightening.
"As long as Keisha still lives…" Did that mean Queen Keisha… would fall?
But who in the known universe could bring down Queen Keisha?
Morgana? Could she truly manage it?
With doubts swirling, Yan opened the memory copy.
At that moment, another new member spoke up.
Tendou Souji: "A chat group linking different worlds? Sounds amusing."
Richest Man: "Another newbie's talking?"
Richest Man: "Strange, though. Everyone else joins with a nickname, but yours is just a name."
Richest Man: "Or is 'Tendou Souji' supposed to be your alias?"
Tendou Souji: "Grandmother once said, 'You walk the path of heaven, and you shall govern all.' That is both my name, and my destiny."
Richest Man: "???"
Glory of the Northern God: "Woof?"
Glory of the Northern God: "I am Thor, God of Thunder, glory of the North!"
Glory of the Northern God: "But somehow that doesn't sound nearly as cool…"
Lazy Little Sister Umaru: "I think I just got out-classed…"
Richest Man: "You're not even surprised about joining this chat group?"
Tendou Souji: "Grandmother said, 'I am the center of the world. The entire world revolves around me.' If the Chat Group only chooses one per world, then it is only natural it would choose me."
Tendou Souji: "And when something is only natural—why would I be surprised?"
In the Kamen Rider world—
Tendou Souji stared at the glowing messages across his screen, an unreadable expression in his eyes.
Clearly, his feelings were far less calm than his words suggested.
(End of Chapter)