In wars between advanced civilizations, lesser ambitious factions had no right to participate. Yan naturally showed no mercy to those evil scum hoping to profit after Hua Ye breached Angel City.
And at a time like this, launching a Flame Bombardment was often the most efficient and convenient option.
Because the bombardment was immensely powerful, the aftershocks of its dissipating energy had yet to fully fade. The Light Energy Barrier, the defensive measure spacefaring civilizations prided themselves on, crumbled at the first impact, as fragile as glass.
As far as the eye could see, massive battleships and medium-to-small escort vessels were exploding and breaking apart. The sight was spectacular beyond compare.
Yan watched it all with an icy expression. She did not know how many people had died from that casual strike just now, nor did she feel the slightest bit guilty.
Why should she feel guilty?
Ever since Queen Kesha had fallen and Hua Zhen Your Highness had returned, countless petty scoundrels across the universe had developed the mistaken belief that the Justice Order had already collapsed.
They were even more contemptuous of her, the New Angel Queen. That was why they dared collude with Hua Ye.
They had challenged Angel City's authority and crossed the bottom line of justice. No matter how many pieces of trash like this she killed, Yan would feel no psychological burden.
Because justice could not be defiled!
Bangs Up Hairstyle raised one's aura—that described Yan perfectly right now. Her appearance today was vastly different from before. Her long, loose hair had been swept back, clearing away the heavy fringe over her forehead and revealing her beautiful brow. Two delicate little braids hung beside her ears, while her perfect figure appeared even more slender and graceful beneath the Angel Armor.
A red cape billowed