As the King of Gods, ruler of Angel civilization for thirty thousand years, Holy Keisha's mind was not something just anyone could fathom.
At the very least, Brandon White did not have that confidence.
After all, Xiong Bing Lian was no longer a simple animated series but a real, living world. What they were confronting wasn't the imagination of writers and directors, but the true Angel civilization itself.
Holy Guard Left Wing: "It seems so…"
Angel Yan's gaze was complicated. But truthfully, she had never once imagined herself on that throne.
Not before. Not now.
In her heart, there was only one Angel Queen: Holy Keisha.
Ordinary Group Leader: "So, does this mean Yan and Ge Xiaolun are still possible?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Now that Yan has joined the Chat Group, her potential must far surpass Ge Xiaolun's, right? Will Queen Keisha still pair Yan with him like in the memory copy?"
Child of Nature: "That will depend entirely on Angel Yan's own thoughts."
Child of Nature: "After all, she's now the crown princess—the Angel Queen-to-be."
Child of Nature: "And such things aren't without precedent. Take Zhao Xin, for example. His Spear of Derstar was only the product of the second-generation god-creation project. Compared to Zhixin—the disciple of King He Xi, bearer of the Holy Right Wing—his potential was far inferior. Without Zhixin's help, his future was already doomed."
Child of Nature: "Yet even so, Holy Keisha still betrothed Zhixin to Zhao Xin."
That might be true, but Angel Yan's situation was vastly different.
The Angels had never lacked the resources to cultivate Zhao Xin, but the Chat Group was something else entirely. Its very existence meant Yan's future achievements would far outstrip the Galaxy Power.
Sure, the Angels could pour resources into raising the Galaxy Power until it matched Yan's level.
But was it truly worth such a cost?
Wouldn't those resources serve Angel civilization better if used elsewhere—or even invested in recruiting another talent from the Chat Group instead?
Richest Man: "Headache.jpg"
Richest Man: "I thought Angels were a myth. Turns out it's science fiction."
Richest Man: "Kind of terrifying, honestly."
Tony Stark rubbed his temples. To him, the battles of Xiong Bing Lian looked far more like scientific warfare than anything else. Keisha versus Morgana was practically a battle of raw data.
It was certainly more scientific than that purple potato who thought wearing a gauntlet and punching things counted as education.
The further he read into his own world's memory copy, the less "scientific" it seemed. Magic, Infinity Stones, gods… his universe was starting to look increasingly unscientific.
Science and mystery might have points of overlap, sure, but still. Maybe his learning just wasn't enough.
Lazy Little Sister Umaru: "Wait, you finished watching already?"
Lazy Little Sister Umaru: "Shocked.jpg"
So many episodes—he watched them that fast? That couldn't be humanly possible.
Richest Man: "No, I just skimmed through quickly."
Lazy Little Sister Umaru: "Scared me there.jpg"
Make Tiga Into Soup: "I watched the memory copy of Tendou Souji's world."
Make Tiga Into Soup: "What can I say… my feelings are complicated."
No wonder this guy could spout lines like 'Walk the path of heaven, rule over all.' In the memory copy, it was one line after another.
His grandmother must have been one hell of a teacher.
Worst Spirit: "Agreed.jpg"
Worst Spirit: "Honestly, he might even surpass Madara in that regard."
Railgun: "And the thing is, it's not like he's just putting on airs. To him, it isn't shameful—it's his genuine belief."
Still, saying things like 'I am the center of the world' with a straight face… just imagining it was embarrassing!
(Covers face)
Meanwhile, in the world of Kamen Rider Kabuto—
Tendou Souji, having already browsed through his memory copy, sat in silence.
He had no interest in ordinary futures.
But anything concerning his sister? That he took with absolute seriousness.
Nothing mattered more than her.
Now that the memory copy had revealed fragments of her fate, he would change what needed to be changed.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man appeared before him.
As Tendou's calm eyes fixed on him, the man's body twisted. Strange light rippled across his form as his skin sloughed away, revealing the grotesque body of a Worm.
The man himself had long since been consumed.
That was the tragedy of this world—you could never truly know if the person at your side was still who you believed them to be.
But this tragic age was ending. He would forge a new one.
"Grandmother once said: As long as I will it, destiny itself will stand by my side!"
His voice was calm, unshaken.
A crimson mechanical beetle flew down and landed on his palm.
"Now… the future rests in my hand."
Henshin!
With both Tendou Souji and Angel Yan joining, the Chat Group once again grew lively.
Brandon, too, was pleased at Yan's arrival.
After politely asking if she had time, he engaged her in a long discussion—spanning the cosmos, civilization, and finally, the essence of "humanity."
Here, "humanity" did not mean just humankind, but any intelligent species that had reached a threshold of reason, language, and culture.
It was less a conversation, more a lecture—Yan's lecture to him.
Brandon had his own philosophies regarding civilization and life.
But Angel Yan had fought for over seven thousand years. Her knowledge and perspective could never be compared with his.
Brandon had only stepped into the extraordinary recently. Earth's knowledge, while rich, was still meager beside Angel civilization, which had advanced for tens of thousands of years.
The heights they stood upon were worlds apart—like a commoner and a sovereign.
As they spoke, Brandon could feel Yan's breadth of vision. As Holy Left Wing, future queen of the Angels, she was far more than just a warrior—she was a thinker, a scholar of civilizations and existence itself.
Even without actively studying such matters, the culture she lived within gave her an unparalleled foundation.
And being by Keisha's side for so long, it was inevitable she had been shaped by Keisha's influence.
Under Keisha's "Order of Justice," civilizations of the universe were meant to develop peacefully and stably. Wars should be internal struggles, not invasions by outsiders.
The Angels hoped every civilization would, in such a stable environment, eventually achieve its own breakthrough—ascending to a higher state of being.
In the anime, Angel Zhixin had once said:
"I cannot allow any civilization to invade a weaker one right under my eyes."
Clearly, the Gluttonous invasion of Earth violated Keisha's Order of Justice.
Yet according to that same order, the Angels would not intervene directly against the Gluttonous. They would leave the choice to Earth itself.
And as history showed, Earth had rejected Angel assistance.
That choice wasn't necessarily wrong—merely the natural result of two-way considerations.
(End of Chapter)
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