"Deal." The two words were practically forced out between Morgana's clenched teeth.
Morgana had roamed the universe for tens of thousands of years, yet today she had actually hit a snag at Ximen Lang's hands. She was furious.
But there was nothing she could do. The situation was stronger than the person, and she had no way to threaten him.
Beautiful Country?
Hadn't he already said it? If things couldn't be done, he would simply turn around and run.
How were you supposed to deal with someone like that? Come to think of it, it was rather amusing. For tens of thousands of years, she had always been the one people called barefoot, and even she had thought of herself that way.
Who would have thought she would meet someone who was truly barefoot today!
She had to admit, Ximen Lang had taught her a lesson today.
Fortunately, it was only a matter of choosing some ordinary people to fuse with demon genes. As for whom to choose, it did not matter.
Earth was enormous. It lacked many things, but people were certainly not one of them.
She might as well make a trip to Beautiful Country and see whether it was really as free as Ximen Lang claimed.
Now that they had reached an agreement, Morgana also reined in her temper.
Being angry was useless. At most, she had lost a little face. Over the past tens of thousands of years, she had lost plenty of face already. She had plenty of experience with it.
"Kid, how about this? Stop following that bitch Keisha. Come follow me instead. Don't you care about China? As long as you come over, China will be yours. We demons will watch over it for you! You're only a Third Generation God Body, right? Come with me, and I'll upgrade you straight to the fourth generation!"
Morgana's love of talent had risen again.
Obviously. With Power of the Galaxy, on top of that ability to transform into light, it could be said that as long as Ximen Lang did not die, he was destined to become a supreme powerhouse in the future. How could she not covet him?
As for the fact that he was close to the angels? He was just a child. It was normal for him to make a mistake and stray down the wrong path for a while.
Wasn't she still here? She believed she could lead him back onto the correct path.
Good grief, Ximen Lang was truly something else.
She was so poor that her supreme deity was only a Third Generation God Body, yet she still had the nerve to make him such an empty promise? The title of the poorest supreme deity was not for nothing.
Actually, when Liang Bing had first defected from the angels, her family fortune had still been quite substantial.
She had also worked hard. Not long after defecting from the angels, she had amassed the foundation of an entire star system, with countless underlings at her command.
For a time, she had even challenged the angels and had not been at a disadvantage in the slightest.
The angels had everything she had! The angels had angel genes? She developed demon genes.
The angels had Flame Swords? She created Lightning Halberds.
The angels had Celestial Blade Series Warships? No question about it—Demon One was arranged!
Even Queen Keisha's Silver Wing had Demon Claw to counterbalance it.
What did she lack?
She only lacked money!
Because of insufficient resources, the demon genes could only rely on this crude method of winning through sheer numbers.
Because of insufficient resources, neither the Lightning Halberds nor Demon One could be equipped on a large scale.
And because of insufficient resources, both Devil's Wings and her Third Generation God Body were slightly inferior to Keisha's.
A little worse here, a little worse there—that was why every time she fought Keisha, she lost.
And she grew poorer with every battle.
By now, even the resources used to resurrect her chief general, A Tuo, had been defective goods. Just how poor had she become? Ximen Lang did not reply. He merely watched her show off in silence.
You're so poor you're practically selling yourself, yet you still have the nerve to talk big to me? Of course, Ximen Lang did not say that aloud. It would have been too hurtful. Ximen Lang was still a kind man.
He stared at Morgana with the look one gave a pauper, and she grew increasingly uncomfortable under his gaze.
"What do you mean? What kind of look is that? Yes or no—give me a straight answer! Is it because of those little angels? Then you don't need to worry about that. Once I kill that bitch Keisha, I'll be Queen, and I'll give them all to you. Pick whoever you like!"
Ximen Lang was too lazy to keep bickering with Morgana, so he went straight to the point.
"I heard the demons are so poor they're about to lose their pants."
"Damn! That foul mouth of yours is sweeter than honey! Just you wait. Sooner or later, I'll tear that mouth of yours apart!"
Since they were clearly not seeing eye to eye, Morgana left through a wormhole.
The crisis was over.
"Phew." Ximen Lang exhaled a breath of stale air. Clearly, his confrontation with Morgana had not been easy.
Sun Wukong understood him as well, so he came over and patted him consolingly on the shoulder.
That pat left Ximen Lang stunned. He turned around and asked,
"Monkey, what did you come here for again?"
Sun Wukong tightened his grip on the Golden Cudgel. In the end, his Buddha nature overcame his demonic nature.
"That mouth of yours! When you need me, you call me Brother Monkey. Once you don't, you just call me Monkey!"
Ximen Lang was somewhat embarrassed. Using people when they were useful and abandoning them when they were not was indeed rather dishonorable.
"Well..."
"Enough with the 'well.' I can't be bothered to listen. I just came to look at you, and at these so-called angels. Now that I've seen them, that's that. This old monkey is leaving."
"Hey, hey, hey."
Ximen Lang had just tried to stop him, hoping to exchange contact information or something, but Monkey had already flown far away.
Morgana returned to her lair with a dark expression and immediately sent Carl a communication request without saying a word.
The moment she sent it, Carl answered.
"Liang Bing, I never thought you would take the initiative to contact me..." Carl's voice was very gentle, and it carried a trace of delight.
The moment Morgana heard Carl's tone, she got goosebumps all over.
"Bitch! Watch how you talk to me! And call me Demon Queen!"
"All right, Liang Bing."
"Damn it!"
"You took the initiative to contact me. Did you run into some trouble on Earth?" Carl asked with concern.
Morgana's expression darkened at the mention of it, but she had no intention of explaining anything.
What was there to explain to a bootlicker? Still, considering that she needed Carl's help, her tone softened.
"Carl, I need your help!"
On the other side, Monkey also told Du Kao everything that had happened that day.
"Demon Queen Morgana?"
"Yes. That kid said she was something like the greatest evil in the Known Universe?"
"Demon Queen Morgana! The queen of the Demon Legion. She has battled the angels, the strongest known faction, for tens of thousands of years! She spreads corrupt ideas everywhere and has destroyed countless life-bearing planets." Lian Feng also explained the matter.
"These are truly troubled times!"
Indeed, if it were only the Taotie from the Pluto Star System, Du Kao would still have some confidence with Xiong Bing Lian in his hands.
But against the demons, he truly had not the slightest bit of confidence.
However, he was not the kind of person who would simply sit and wait for death. He immediately issued an order.
"Have A Jie speed things up. We need to hurry. Also, that young woman Ximen Lang cares about..."
"Qi Lin, a first-generation super soldier from the Shenhe Civilization and a sniper. She is someone Ximen Lang values greatly... as a candidate for his harem."
The moment those words were spoken, the expressions of the three people became somewhat strange.
"Lian Feng, I have a mission for you..."
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