If not for the Teigu, Cursed Blade Murasame, even if she wanted to shine, now would not have been the time.
But as Ling had said, there were no ifs in this world. She had been chosen by Cursed Blade Murasame simply because she was qualified.
As the former strongest nation in the world, Lighthouse Nation naturally possessed flourishing Fortune, and it had produced no shortage of geniuses. Unfortunately, the way it treated those exceptionally talented Espers caused these geniuses, who should have become pillars of the nation, to choose different paths.
Of course, there were also those whose strength gave rise to other ambitions.
In short, every nation had Heavenly Prides born alongside its national Fortune. The paths they chose, however, were impossible to predict.
"Fortune? It really is a term that often appears in mysteries."
Unfortunately, Fortune was formless and intangible. Angel Zhixin's power did not involve mysteries, so she naturally could not see it.
"Every life in this world possesses Fortune, differing only in quantity."
"The Angel Civilization also possesses Fortune. As the strongest civilization in the Known Universe of the Super God World, its Fortune is undoubtedly immense. If it could be put to use, it should bring you considerable improvement."
"But that requires a method."
"Someone like that should join the Chat Group platform in the future. Perhaps next time, perhaps years from now. It is merely a little time."
For them, time could not erase them, and among Angels, there was no concept of dying peacefully of old age.
Perhaps they died while carrying out Justice. Perhaps they had lived too long and no longer wished to live. Or perhaps the death of a partner had robbed them of any reason to continue living. There were not many ways for an Angel to die,