Chapter 147

Her fair skin was as smooth as jade, seemingly without pores, crystal clear. Her curvaceous figure, accentuated by the silver armor, made her appear even more dashing and alluring.

At this moment, her two long, straight, white python-like legs were crossed, and her jade feet, clad in silver combat boots, swayed gently, attracting much attention.

A pair of pure white wings grew from her back, enveloping the back of the seat, and her beautiful eyes gleamed with white light, clearly reading relevant data.

This world is becoming increasingly unpredictable; now even legendary angels have appeared.

"Oh? Interesting. A mere Pre-Nuclear Civilization... yet we can't glean any relevant information, as if this universe doesn't even exist."

Angel Yan surveyed the entire Angel International and realized that even standing here, she couldn't understand the situation at all.

Not only could the system not read it, but there was also no similar situation in her database.

It's simply not something that exists in the known universe.

When she arrived in this galaxy, she immediately located the Earth that Azhui had mentioned and discovered that something was wrong with Angel International.

Unable to glean any information, the bold and resourceful woman chose to descend directly to the location for close observation. Unexpectedly, she still couldn't determine the situation.

This place is clearly on Earth, but it feels like it's in another dimension.

And it's not any dark matter space she knows of.

That's amazing!

"You've come uninvited and even destroyed my window. Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"

Sunday was a little surprised to see the angel appear before him. He hadn't expected her to appear ahead of time and descend directly in front of him.

But to do that, she destroyed the floor-to-ceiling windows of her office and ignored his presence, preoccupied with observing her surroundings. She was being far too arrogant!

I don't know who gave him the courage, even the Angel King wouldn't have the right to be arrogant in front of him.

"You're the kid Azhui was talking about, aren't you? You really do look a lot like an angel, if it weren't for the fact that you don't have any angel genes in you."

Upon hearing Sunday's voice, Angel Yan finally focused her gaze on Sunday.

Although Azhui said he was no ordinary person, Angel Yan found it hard to think too highly of someone from Pre-Nuclear Civilization.

Apart from those few main gods, no matter where she appears in the universe, she doesn't need to worry about any danger.

The child in front of me was strange; his genes... I couldn't even tell, and he wasn't from any known Super Engineering.

In her view, Sunday was just an ordinary day.

There are no Super Gene in his body...

But how could someone like that instill fear in Azhui?

These unknown behaviors made her curious about the upcoming Sunday and want to know more about it.

"As for the windows? But I remember that Angel International was originally an organization that followed angels."

Angel Yan stood up and gave a pointed reminder.

To be honest, he stole the angel's faith, and I haven't even blamed him yet, but this child has already accused me first.

"But not anymore. Angel International is already part of the family."

Sunday frowned slightly at the way Yan referred to the child.

Although she is indeed quite old, this title doesn't sound comfortable...

"Family?"

What family?

Yan searched the database but still couldn't find what she was looking for.

On Sunday, he offered no explanation, but simply turned to the group of people beside him, telling them to leave first and that what happened next was not for them to know.

"The family welcomes everyone, but such behavior... Miss Yan, even if you are an angel, if you don't give me an explanation, things may not be easy to resolve."

He didn't rush to make a move on Sunday. As the head of the Oak Clan, he wouldn't easily resort to violence unless absolutely necessary.

However, he never yields an inch when it comes to certain matters.

"Oh? Confess?"

"It means you won't let me go until I give you an explanation."

Hearing the threat lurking in the man's calm words, Angel Yan raised an eyebrow; this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

Normally, when faced with her appearance, the various civilizations in the universe either tremble with fear and worship, or harbor evil hatred. This is the first time in all these years that Sunday has demanded an explanation from her.

Furthermore, he knew my name even though I hadn't said it.

No, that's not it.

He shook his head in denial on Sunday.

"So what do you want? Money or to fix this place?" Angel Yan was very curious about his answer.

They seem to be talking about windows, but in fact, the floor-to-ceiling windows are not the main point.

"None of them..."

Why would Sunday care about any of that? She was just annoyed by her attitude and the significance of her presence to her.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and extended an invitation to her—an invitation from his family, no less...

"Before that, Miss Yan, would you like to consider joining the family?"

If this next Angel King were to join the family, it might be very beneficial for what's to come.

Sunday did not intend to kill her; he only intended to teach her a lesson so that she would understand that even as an angel, she shouldn't be too arrogant.

He didn't agree with the angels' Justice Order, but with the angels joining him, his plans would go much more smoothly.

Moreover, the angels' beliefs and families also share some similarities.

For example, the strong helping the weak...

"Join a clan? You just mentioned it, what exactly do you mean by clan?"

Yan is naturally familiar with the word "family," as a simple search in the database can reveal the existence of families on this planet.

It generally refers to a social group composed of people who are related by blood, usually spanning several generations.

This saying comes from "Guanzi: Xiao Kuang": "The public should cultivate their public clans, and families should cultivate their family clans. They should be connected by affairs and share in each other's rewards."

But she was certain that Sunday was not referring to this family.

"The family is a warm and harmonious organization formed by His chosen people under the loving light of the Aeon Xipe."

"We come from different worlds, belong to different civilizations, and have different identities, but we are all close-knit family."

"There are no noisy arguments or conflicts among family members, only eternal love and joy—in short, there is no more harmonious family in the universe."

On Sunday, he gave a brief introduction about his family, but for some reason, there was a strange tone in his voice as he spoke.

In fact, the "family" in the song is always calling out to other worlds, encouraging them to embrace "Harmony".

Moreover, whenever a new world received Xipe's blessing, the "family" would rejoice and sing praises of the Aeon's goodness even more fervently.

Even though not every blessed world can successfully become a member of the "family"—few people mention those civilizations that perished due to stupidity or arrogance.

Some people have wondered if any family members have ever grown tired of singing and given up on pursuing the path of "Harmony".

However, the "family's" answer has always been: This has never happened.

"It sounds like a very friendly, kind, and united force."

People from all the major civilizations in the universe become family and live together peacefully. It's a dreamlike scenario, but for some reason, Angel Yan feels that something is not right.

Do such powerful families really exist in the world?

In addition, a new deity is mentioned here, the Aeon of Harmony, Xipe.

She immediately searched the database and found no relevant information in the known universe, nor did the family that Sunday mentioned exist.

Either all of this is a figment of our imagination on this Sunday, or... none of it exists in the known universe.

If that's the case, then things will be very serious.

Thinking of this, Angel Yan stared scrutinizingly at Sunday in front of her.

"Kid, you're not kidding me, are you? In this known universe, I haven't found any information about the family you mentioned or the so-called Aeon."

"First of all, you'd better call me something else. Secondly... did I say it was in the known universe?"

"The world is much bigger than you think, and arrogance will only hurt you."

"..."

If it's not a known universe, then it must be an unknown universe. Could it be that this Sunday really comes from an unknown universe?

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"The Unknown Universe..."

This is no small matter.

Looking at the Sunday in front of him, Angel Yan began to believe what he said. No wonder no data or genetic information could be seen from him; if he came from an unknown universe, that would make sense.

This matter must be reported to Queen Keisha immediately.

It's no longer something she can handle alone, whether it's a matter concerning the family or the Aeon.

However, when Yan tried to contact Queen Keisha, she found that she was unable to do so.

How is that possible!

At this moment, Angel Yan's expression completely changed. With the technology of angels, as long as they are in the known universe, no matter how far apart they are, she should be able to contact the Queen immediately.

Unless this is not the known universe?

Just as Angel Yan looked up to say something, she realized that Sunday was no longer in front of her.

She found herself in an unknown space.

She had no idea when she had arrived there. This made Angel Yan feel wary and worried about the unknown for the first time.

As one of the strongest beings in the known universe, she has achieved remarkable feats in battle, shattering the impact of evil beliefs in countless civilizations and defeating countless heinous demons.

She was not afraid even when facing the Demon King, but this unknown was something she had never encountered before.

Then, she instinctively requested a link to the omniscient Sacred Knowledge Treasury, but there was no response. The Eye of Insight could not read any useful information; the rules here were completely different from what she knew.

She flew upwards at an extremely fast speed, yet the place seemed to stretch endlessly.

"Miss Yan, can I tell you my choice now?"

At this moment, Sunday's voice rang out all around, but his location could not be pinpointed.

Upon hearing Sunday's voice, Angel Yan stopped what she was doing and instinctively asked, "Did you do this? How did you do it? What kind of place is this?"

"From the moment you entered Angel International, Miss Yan, you have already stepped into the world of Order."

Sunday answered slowly.

Most of the areas centered around Angel International have been rewritten by the rules of Order, and the moment she stepped into this place, she was no longer in the original time and space.

It's just that it won't be noticeable until changes are made on Sunday.

"I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, 'Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, but arrogance is.'"

The angels in this world, from top to bottom, are actually incredibly arrogant.

After all, even their Queen Keisha was like that; she established a so-called Justice Order and demanded that other forces in the universe follow it.

In other words: angels punish demons, and justice judges evil.

However, in reality, if Keisha really wanted to fight demons, Morgana wouldn't be alive and kicking around everywhere by now.

Angel Yan is also proud.

She never took Earth, a Pre-Nuclear Civilization, seriously, even though she already knew that Sunday was not a simple matter.

She still chose to appear directly in front of him.