"My foolish little sister, return to the path of justice. Cast aside your so-called evil. We were born angels, so why must you debase yourself and defile our wings? If we cannot fly, what use are these wings to us?"
Kayle faced Morgana with ease. She did not even need to use her full strength. Wielding a sword in each hand, she effortlessly parried Morgana's attacks from both sides.
"You bitch, you sure know how to make yourself sound good. All over some theory, you've hunted me across the world."
Morgana desperately wanted to vent right now. Even if the woman before her might not be the Keisha she knew, their auras were far too alike, weren't they? It was as though she were a duplicate.
She finally had a chance to win an argument.
Against Keisha, she had never won in a fight, nor had she ever won an argument.
For all those years, she had always been the one getting suppressed.
Though the female angel before her was also oppressive, she lacked Keisha's overbearing, relentless presence that pressed forward step by step.
"That only proves your theory was wrong from the start. With your abilities, you could have saved the world, yet you used them for crooked and evil deeds. In the end, it will destroy you."
Kayle felt that this Morgana was just like her own younger sister, merely led astray by certain influences. There was still a chance to save her.
She did not mind helping this Keisha bring her sister back, returning her to justice and to the angels.
"Hahahaha! You really are just like that bitch, hiding arrogantly behind your own so-called reasoning, babbling on about morality and justice. Do evil people not deserve to exist? Tell me! Tell me!"
Upon hearing Kayle say that, Morgana recalled some unpleasant memories. This bitch before her had to be closely connected to Keisha, otherwise how could she know so much?
Back then, she had merely wanted to study the Void, yet Keisha had hunted her across every corner of the map, across the entire universe. She had even driven her own sister out of Angel Civilization. Only that bitch could do something like that.
The Void existed. Yet Keisha would not believe it. She only cared about her own interests and had never believed a word Morgana said.
Hadn't Morgana merely stabbed Keisha once? Was there really any need to go this far?
Morgana was Keisha's biological younger sister.
"Little sister, justice is justice. The slightest compromise means it is no longer justice. Your fall and indulgence will ultimately destroy you and destroy our family ties. Look, not many people support your theory, do they?
"If your theory truly suited humanity and all living beings, then you would not be scurrying around and hiding like a rat, would you?"
Kayle's words struck straight at the soul, making Morgana extremely uncomfortable. Clearly, that bitch Keisha had struck first. So how did it become righteous when it came out of this woman's mouth? Morgana felt that she was about to lose the argument again.
"Bitch, what the hell do you know? Do you understand justice, or do I? True justice requires compassion, not standing high above everyone else and defining justice for the entire universe. Other people's justice is compassion, but what is your justice?!
"My existence is to oppose your hypocritical order and justice. Justice is nothing more than your dictatorship, a lie made possible by your strength."
Morgana was nearly driven mad with rage. This Keisha's tongue was even sharper than that Keisha's. Every word was a killing blade, each sentence stabbing straight into her heart.
She even suspected that this Keisha was that bitch Keisha suffering from split personality disorder.
"Little sister, you are wrong. As gods who have cast aside human ways of thinking, we must think as gods. Our duty under justice is to purge the evil of this world and uproot darkness with the blazing fire of justice."
Kayle dismissed Morgana's words with contempt. Justice was justice. If justice required compassion, then what was the point of justice? What was the point of laws?
Without justice, the world would become a scorched wasteland of war and evil.
"Enough talk. You bitch, die. Whether you are Keisha or not, your light and all your talk of justice disgust me."
"Come, little sister. Let me see whether you have improved."
"Get lost. I do not have a bastard sister like you, and you are not that bitch Keisha either."
"Cough, cough, cough. Ato, who do you think will win?"
Kayle and Morgana's battle continued, while Long Qian and Ato the Demon, unable to help, watched from the side.
Bored out of his mind, Long Qian took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Ato.
Ato had only just been revived, so he was definitely no match for him. Long Qian was a man who possessed light.
"I believe in my queen. She will definitely win, although... but..."
When Ato saw this human he could not see through speaking to him, he froze for a moment before replying arrogantly.
Even though his voice grew quieter toward the end, he still had to maintain his bearing.
He did not dare make a move rashly right now. He could beat up Long Qian while his queen was getting beaten up over there, but he had taken Morgana's words to heart. He did not want to anger that angel and get cut down again.
This revival had cost his queen a great deal of resources. Demon Civilization was getting poorer and poorer.
More importantly, he could not see through Long Qian at all. There was no dark matter information, no Dark Data. If he were not visible to the naked eye, it would be as if the man did not exist.
He held a spatula and a plate in his hands and appeared to be cooking. Just an ordinary man who cooked. He was probably henpecked, without the slightest bit of masculine spirit.
Look at himself. He might be his queen's subordinate, but his queen would never make him cook. She only had him do easy tasks, like cutting watermelons. His status was far higher than that cooking man Long Qian's.
He could not be bothered to argue with a cooking man of lower status than himself.
Besides, did he dare make a move? He did not.
Since his queen had told him to stay put, he would stay put. Why bring trouble upon himself and add to his queen's worries?
What was more, he had noticed that Sacred Keisha did not seem to want to kill his queen. She merely wanted to spar with her queen.
Though his queen seemed to use her full strength in every attack, as if every strike were lethal, Sacred Keisha dealt with them with apparent ease. It seemed those two really did share deep sisterly affection.
Although they were the ones injured in every war, they were all willing to die for Morgana. No one else was qualified to die in place of Queen Morgana.
In the known universe, only Morgana's charisma could attract people like them.
So why should he make anyone unhappy? Killing this cooking man would not do him any good.
"Oh, looks like you think highly of Liang Bing. But I'm guessing she's about to lose. Kayle's about to use her ultimate."
Long Qian looked up at Kayle and Morgana's battle. All of a sudden, he felt that Morgana did not seem all that powerful. Had she not activated some kind of engine or something?
By rights, shouldn't they activate this engine or that engine the moment they started, with ultimate moves flying everywhere? Why was their battle so plain and unadorned, going from the ground to the sky, then from the sky back to the ground?
"What?"
When Ato heard Long Qian say that Sacred Keisha was about to go for the kill while his queen was unaware and, more importantly, already at a disadvantage, he hurriedly spread his wings and charged out. "Queen, be careful! Sacred Keisha may be trying to use you to make Demon One reveal itself, then destroy Demon One!"
"Fuck... Keisha, you bitch. So you really are full of schemes. Bitch! Bitch!"
Morgana was startled by Ato's warning. Demon One was her last shred of dignity. After all these years, that bitch was still so devious.
She immediately opened a wormhole and decisively fled with Ato.
Inside Demon One.
Morgana was still flying into a rage. She had lost the verbal exchange and could not even win when trading insults. So she really was that bitch Keisha.
"Fuck, what did you say? That man called her Kayle? Shit, bitch, I knew she was Keisha!"
Who was Kayle? Of course Morgana knew where that name came from. Wasn't that the name Keisha had used at home tens of thousands of years ago, before she went to Heavenly Palace City as a hostage?
She had not expected that bitch to start using that old name again.
Ato: "I never said she wasn't Sacred Keisha!"
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