The black mist spilling from Lin Ye's body grew thicker and thicker, nearly spreading across half of Heavenly Blade Seven.
As time passed, more and more Angels were drawn over.
Even Angel Azhui suddenly descended onto Heavenly Blade Seven.
News of Yan's injury was no small blow to them.
"What are you all gathered here for? Tell me, how is Yan?"
A dashing Angel with short golden hair strode through Heavenly Blade Seven in silver high heels, their clicks echoing sharply.
When the Angel Warriors ahead saw Azhui arrive, surprise appeared on their faces.
They had not expected even Sister Azhui to return.
"Sister Azhui, Captain Yan is injured. Lingxi is treating her, but..."
An Angel Warrior looked toward the black-haired man within the dark mist.
Lin Ye showed no signs of injury at all. He did not look like someone who had taken part in a major battle with Morgana.
The sight inevitably made them wonder what Lin Ye had actually done.
Why was Yan injured while he looked completely unharmed?
"Sister Azhui, we suspect this Lin Ye sold out Captain Yan midway through, which is why he wasn't hurt."
"That's right. Not only did he betray Yan, he may have even told Morgana the location of Heavenly Blade Seven."
"Yeah, maybe we're already within Morgana's sight."
The Angel Warriors began spinning conspiracy theories, each of them staring indignantly at Lin Ye within the dark mist.
After all, they were Angels who carried out judgments of justice. They could not tolerate even the slightest stain.
The lack of injuries on Lin Ye clearly was not because he was powerful enough.
After considering every possibility, there seemed to be only one explanation.
He had betrayed Captain Yan, and Morgana had let him go.
"Is that so?"
Azhui's expression turned slightly cold. A flash of white light appeared behind her, and a pair of white wings unfolded.
Buzz!
Her white wings beat forcefully, whipping up a gust that swept the black mist away.
As the mist dispersed, Lin Ye's handsome features were revealed.
Lin Ye's cells had undergone autophagy, leaving behind only the most perfect cells.
As a result, his current appearance was nearly flawless, an optimal physique that suited the aesthetic standards of primary lifeforms.
His tousled black hair hung over his face, partially concealing eyes as deep as the universe.
"It's only been a few days, and this guy has become more handsome again."
Azhui was briefly stunned.
After getting a clear look at Lin Ye's face, an improper thought surfaced in her heart.
Wasn't it too excessive for Yan to have this man all to herself?
At that thought, Azhui's pretty face reddened slightly. How could she think something so wicked?
It had to be Lin Ye's fault!
"Lin Ye, answer me honestly, or I'll make you regret it!"
Azhui raised her Flame Sword and approached Lin Ye step by step.
Hmm?
Make me regret it?
Wasn't this Angel Azhui, guardian of the Milky Way Galaxy?
Lin Ye opened his eyes. After the cellular autophagy, even his mind had become sharper.
Looking at Angel Azhui before him and considering what she had said, he thought of a possibility.
"You don't think Yan's injuries had something to do with me, do you?"
Lin Ye smiled calmly.
"This has nothing to do with me. I told her not to go, but she insisted. Now that she's hurt, you all are blaming me."
"Sigh, being a good person is really difficult. If I'd known, I would have joined Morgana's faction."
Lin Ye leaned back against the soft sofa, rubbing his temple with one hand.
He was somewhat helpless.
He had the feeling that he wanted to explain, yet did not even know where to begin.
"You still want to join Morgana's faction? Our Angels have treated you with complete sincerity these past few days, and you've taken advantage of it all for nothing!"
Azhui's anger was instantly ignited. She raised her Flame Sword and was about to cleave Lin Ye apart.
However—
The Flame Sword had just been raised when it came down at Lin Ye with full force!
Whoosh—
The crimson blade became an afterimage, moving so fast that even the Angels could not react.
Yet with a clang—
Two slender fingers caught the Flame Sword.
With a gentle twist of his fingers, Lin Ye snapped the dark-red greatsword in half as easily as breaking a chopstick!
Holy shit!
The surrounding Angel Warriors stared at the sight, shock filling their eyes.
Azhui was highly senior, and her Flame Sword was of exceptional quality, a weapon personally forged by Queen Kaisha.
Yet in Lin Ye's hands, such a Flame Sword was snapped effortlessly as though it were made of chocolate.
"What level is your divine body? Why is it so hard?"
Azhui furrowed her beautiful brows as the Flame Sword in her hand dissolved into specks of light.
She stared at Lin Ye's fingers and saw not the slightest trace of injury, fear rising in her eyes.
What did this brat eat to grow up like this?
He snapped Dark Silver with his bare hands. Was he really human?
Even she, the pinnacle product of Third Generation Divine Body technology, could not accomplish such a feat.
It made even an Angel's divine body seem less durable than Lin Ye's.
"Not bad. It underwent special processing by Queen Kaisha."
A flash of black light passed through Lin Ye's eyes, and in an instant, he had analyzed the entire structure of the Flame Sword.
Repairing this kind of Flame Sword would be somewhat troublesome.
But he could replicate it.
Lin Ye loosely clenched his right hand, and tiny black particles of light gathered in his palm.
In the blink of an eye, they formed a dark-red Flame Sword.
Whoosh!
Lin Ye tossed the Flame Sword directly beside Azhui.
It stood silently embedded in the metal floor of Heavenly Blade Seven.
Its sharp edge was even sharper than Azhui's previous Flame Sword.
"This... a new Flame Sword."
Azhui looked at the Flame Sword by her feet in slight astonishment.
Her mind was buzzing. She could no longer comprehend Lin Ye's current methods.
A powerful body and an invincible mind—he was practically a God among humans!
Could he truly become the next generation's God?
No, humans were still humans. As long as they possessed the seven emotions and six desires, they would only become slaves to their desires.
"Lin Ye, even if you are powerful, we will not give up easily."
"I hope that when you join the demon faction, you stay in the back. Otherwise, I'll be the first to charge at you!"
After throwing out that threat, Azhui walked into Yan's treatment room.
Lin Ye's eyes flickered as he watched Azhui's retreating figure.
He had no intention of joining any organization.
His most urgent task was still upgrading the system and analyzing more things.
It would also be good if he could set up a few more life-saving contingencies.
As Lin Ye thought to himself, coordinate information transmitted back by the Zhizi Robot entered his mind.
At that moment—
Lingxi also walked out of the treatment room.
"Little Sister Lingxi, can we discuss something?"
"What is it?" Lingxi looked at Lin Ye with confusion in her eyes.
She did not quite understand what Lin Ye meant.
She had also heard Azhui repeat what the Angel Warriors had said earlier.
However, she felt that explanation was unlikely.
Lin Ye was mysterious, but he had not fallen so far as to join Morgana.
Lingxi curiously examined Lin Ye's newly more handsome face. "Is it about Yan?"
Lin Ye nodded and praised Lingxi for being clever.
"Do you want to avenge Yan?" Lin Ye smiled slightly.
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