Protect my sister from harm!
Destroy that bitch Kesha!
Two inherently contradictory things had now happened to the same person.
To be honest, after meeting Hua Zhen on Earth and being warned by him about "Kesha's Fall," Liang Bing had remained in a daze for a long time after returning to the Fallen Queen.
Why had things turned out like this? When had her original intentions begun to change?
She had asked herself those questions countless times, even becoming conflicted over the great God Slaying Plan she had long obsessed over.
Compared to Kesha, although Liang Bing had been born during the Old Tiangong Era, she did not know much about that time. Miller had fathered her late in life and spoiled her endlessly, giving her whatever she wanted and never allowing her to suffer the slightest grievance. Compared with the princes of Tiangong, she had lived more like a little princess.
Throughout her spoiled and willful childhood, she had grown up listening to stories about her sister:
The first female commander in the history of Angel Civilization.
The founder of the first units composed entirely of female angels.
Under her sister's command, Tiangong's Sixth Legion had beaten Horton and the Lieyang allied forces until they fled in utter defeat.
And so on, and so forth.
Her sister was shrouded in countless glories, a role model for every female angel in Tiangong. Beneath that radiance, Liang Bing herself had been her number one fan. Whenever she heard others talk about her sister, she would be immensely proud.
Ignoring her father's objections, she had run to the Western Territory to find her sister and willingly become her little tagalong. Back then, Liang Bing had thought that she would be happy to follow her sister around for the rest of her