Future State

Not only were the viewers in the live chat screaming, but those who witnessed it firsthand also wanted to scream.

It's absolutely gorgeous.

Although Lai'er previously appeared as an angel, everyone knew in their hearts that she was not a real angel, but merely a strange creature disguised as one.

And now, these twelve-winged angels, who only existed in illusory fantasies but possessed truly noble bloodlines, had actually descended before their very eyes.

He possessed all the holy and beautiful qualities of an angel, a perfect appearance, and perfect abilities. Compared to the filth and strangeness of the underworld, He was so perfect that He seemed almost unreal and illusory.

In just a few breaths, the twelve-winged angel dealt with the first S-Class Aberration black worm and severely injured the other two.

After the Black-Line Weird disappeared, the halo fell on the Skeletons scattered on the ground. Even some of the Skeletons that had burrowed underground could not escape the fate of being purified.

The pale Skeletons vanished instantly as the light swept over it, and the black soul fire was absorbed as energy by the angels in the sky. The twelve wings seemed to flap even more swiftly.

Lin Nieran felt something was off as he looked at it more and more. "007, something's not right with this Angel Card? Can you see the Angel Card's current state?"

007 was puzzled: [Is there a problem, host?]

"I just feel like his condition is... abnormal. Wasn't he False Angel with some Dark Side? Did he purify himself along with the upgrade?"

[Host, please wait a moment. Let me see if I can exploit a bug that we can't find above to retrieve the data for you to see.]

Lin Nieran quietly praised, "007 is really great."

[Hey-hey]

As Lin Nieran and 007 were talking, the angelic aura had already restored large swathes of Skeletons to their original state, lying lifelessly on the ground, completely reduced to a pile of broken bones.

The remaining golden light fell on the sculptures that wanted to run but couldn't escape, and the sculptures trembled violently, as if a group of people were wailing.

The mournful sounds continued for a long time, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"I have a feeling that this angel is a bit... evil," Qin Rang whispered to Lin Nieran.

"I think so too," Lin Nieran said, looking at An Ying. "You know so much, what do you think?"

An Ying hesitated. "Could this be what angelic purification is like? I've never seen it before."

Everyone tacitly looked at Flower Language and Wu Liang. One looked up at the sky and the ground, pretending not to see, while the other closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, out of sight, out of mind.

Modian glared at the angel with murderous intent; asking him was pointless.

Looking at the angel's wings, Mi Chuchu touched her own armor and muttered, "When we get out, I'll see if I can ask Boss Lin to add feathered wings to the back of my armor too. They're so pretty."

Lin Nieran:? They've already assigned him work?

The 32 sculptures eventually vanished in the golden light, turning into a pile of white dust that was blown away by the wind.

Three minutes have elapsed, and the protection token has expired.

The group rose and watched the angel in the sky warily, fearing that he, like Modian, would be indiscriminate in his dealings with friend and foe, and with a single swipe of his wing, they too would be turned into dust.

Lin Nieran lifted his foot; the ground outside the protective barrier was terrifyingly hot. His thin shoes offered no protection against the heat, and the soles of his feet were burning.

"Where's Modian?" Wu Liang turned around but didn't see the little Puppet.

Lin Nieran's heart skipped a beat; she had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw that the weaver had already approached below the angel. He threw his Weaving Hammer high into the air, and all the Black-Line Weird locked inside were now under his control. The dense black threads shot straight into the sky above Lai'er!

Lai'er's golden eyes stared silently at Modian, and with a powerful flap of one of its wings, it severed all the black lines.

Modian paid no attention to the broken black lines; his figure had already stepped on the black lines and was facing the angel in the high sky.

"Smack!" The weaver slapped the angel's wing and was sent flying back by the angel.

"Bang!"

Lin Nieran closed his eyes; the scene was too beautiful for him to bear.

The Puppet fell to the ground with a thud, and its Wooden Body creaked as it transformed back into its original form.

"Hiss--"

The onlookers gasped in shock, almost bursting into laughter.

Lin Nieran sighed and said to 007, "Alright, now we still need to figure out a way to restore Modian's face."

[Uh... agreed]

After a moment of stunned silence, Modian stood up indignantly, deciding to wait for the right opportunity to have a good cry with his Master and also to raise his SS-Rank to beat this bastard up!

Just wait, once Lai'er recovers to A-Rank, he'll definitely sneakily beat him up! He'll pluck all his feathers and turn him into a bald bird!

Lin Nieran, completely unaware that Modian had begun to use his intellect to retaliate, was looking at the backstage information 007 had provided for him.

[Lai'er /False Angel (Temporary Future State: Dark Angel)]

Rank: A (Temporary Future State SS-Rank)

Identity: Mysterious

Special Feature: Dark Angel Illusion in progress

Introduction: Is he a real angel or a fake one? Everyone has their own opinion. If you believe he is a real angel, then perhaps he is.

Lin Nieran understood. When he looked up at Lai'er again, he could see the murderous aura beneath the gold in Lai Er's eyes, beyond the saintly purity.

Lai'er's illusion magic had already been completely integrated into her own body when she was at the SS-Rank, and she used it with consummate skill.

From this perspective, the abilities of A-Rank pseudo-angel can indeed only be described as "pseudo".

High in the sky, Lai'er's gaze slowly fell upon the group. With a flap of its wings, a golden light quickly swept past them, bringing a sense of warmth.

Everyone else felt a warm breeze, making them feel exceptionally comfortable, but Lin Nieran heard a familiar voice in the halo of light.

"My lord, shall we continue?"

Lin Nieran blinked very naturally.

"Lai'er understand, but after removing the Actor's mask, I will be weak for a long time and unable to continue helping my lord."

Lin Nieran lowered his eyes without showing any expression, but Lai'er already understood his meaning and confidently removed the Actor Mask.

The twelve-winged angel slowly descended from the sky, its wings folding back to their original Four Wings, and the golden light emanating from its body dimmed.

The golden-haired angel slowly withdrew most of the light, leaving only a last wisp of gold in her hair, but the golden light left by the surrounding angels had not completely dissipated and still lingered in the darkness.

The False Angel's face was somewhat pale, but he still forced himself to walk towards them.

Lin Nieran took a step back in fear, staring wide-eyed at Lai'er. Wu Liang, who was usually very good at reading Lin Nieran's micro-expressions, immediately understood that he was being asked to act.

As for what effect Lin Nieran wanted... Wu Liang knew without even thinking.

"Lai'er, Master said that you should use your complete form sparingly, as it will cause unnecessary trouble." Wu Liang stepped forward and blocked Lai'er's path toward Lin Nieran.

Lai'er stopped in surprise, his gaze sweeping over everyone. Seeing the state of his colleagues, he understood that they were going to continue the performance to help their Master gain Fame.

He quickly composed himself, straightened his wings, and smiled, saying, "I've already been restraining myself. What truly deserves condemnation is recklessness."

Flower Language said softly, "It's too late. Your appearance will probably be known throughout the entire Blue Star by now. What's the point of restraining yourself?"