"You came alone, but I have the entire Demon Legion! Do you think you can take me away?"
She raised a hand and pointed behind her.
Demon One's hatch thundered open, and Ato strode out.
Behind him, densely packed Demon Warriors poured out of the warship's exits, spreading across the sky in a black tide.
Although those newly transformed Demon Warriors were only around Second Generation in strength, their numbers were immense. They hovered densely in midair, surrounding He Xi.
Seeing her underlings filling the sky, Morgana suddenly felt confident again.
"Well, you old hag?"
She folded her arms and lifted her chin slightly, her usual swagger returning to her voice. "With just you alone, how are you going to capture me?"
Watching her grow arrogant again, He Xi's lips curved into a meaningful smile.
"Who said I was alone?"
As soon as she finished speaking, several golden streaks of light suddenly split open above the clouds.
Four figures descended simultaneously from different directions, landing precisely beside He Xi.
Zhi Xin stood half a step to He Xi's left, a trace of nervousness in her pale golden eyes, yet she stared resolutely at the Demon Legion before her.
Yan landed to He Xi's right, her long golden hair streaming in the wind. The Flame Sword in her hand was already drawn, searing flames roiling along its blade.
Leng and A Zhui stood on either flank, each gripping her weapon tightly, their expressions solemn.
"Pfft~"
Looking at the four angels, Morgana couldn't help laughing aloud.
"That's it? Those four are pretty strong, but my Demon Legion is no pushover either!"
She spread her hands. "Look at how many people I have, then look at your side. Five angels think they can take down my Demon Legion? Old hag, have you spent