Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 4013 One Cup Not Delivered

Spirit world.

After the contact with the relevant personnel ended, the leader of the Azera Guild said that he wanted to go out for a walk and clear his head, and did not need to be followed.

"You don't need to follow me, I won't get lost in the Misty Plateau." She gently patted the head of the divine beast demon Mumu. Perhaps because the child's true form was a whale, its head was relatively large after transforming into human form, and there was a protrusion on its forehead.

The Mist God in the sanctuary watched Azera leave as she walked out of the courtyard gate, her figure shrouded in white mist and disappearing from sight. He then spoke to Lena and the others:
"She seemed to have entered a state of anxiety, and the memory areas of her soul were churning violently; she was sighing."

After the Mist God merged with the Yin and Yang essences of the divine realm, he finally achieved perfect coordination between the two major energy systems of mist and demonic energy, reaching the ideal ultimate harmony. The original scene of white mist covering the sky and the sun would no longer occur, and the mist evolved into a higher level of power invisible to the naked eye.

The mist currently drifting in the realm of the gods, all of which are visible to the naked eye, are normal weather phenomena in nature, and are now more common in winter.

However, the fog on the Misty Plateau was still the work of the Fog God himself, because the name "Misty Plateau" had long been deeply rooted in the history of the divine realm and had become a social consensus. Therefore, for this reason, the Fog God filled the Misty Plateau with natural fog.

There's another reason: if the Misty Plateau didn't have the cover of the misty environment, the Temple of the Mist would be easily exposed to the divine realm. Then, the divine beings who come to worship her every day would be endless, making the place a bustling marketplace. For the Mist Goddess, who is a homebody addicted to the internet, such a scene would be very unpleasant.

Beside her, Rising Dragon Martial God Oli watched her captain's departing figure and nodded, saying:
"After all, it is her hometown. She knew better than anyone that Terra could never return, so she always loved her second hometown, Arad. Now, her hometown Terra is being reunited in the long river of history, and there is a possibility of it being fully restored. It is inevitable that she will be moved by Azeroth."

Lena fiddled with her revolver, calmly saying:

"Don't worry, the commander is the gentlest and most rational person I've ever met. She can distinguish between reality, the present, and the past."

Give her some time to be alone, to calm down and think things through. No one expects a person who has left home to make a decision immediately.

Dinas, who suffered from magic thirst but was cured with the help of Night Forest, asked the Mist God with curiosity, "As a fellow member of Terra, you don't seem to have any homesickness."

Lady Mist showed no unusual emotions whatsoever. In fact, during the call just now, the leader of the Azera Guild had a very complicated expression, showing nostalgia, reluctance, pain, and a bit of bewilderment. Lady Mist, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged playing games, completely absorbed, her eyes glued to the screen, making one wonder if she was even listening.

The Mist Goddess had a gentle face, an ethereal aura, a magnificent long dress, and hair that looked like the essence of the sky. Her reply was tinged with disgust as she said, "Terra is really not a place worth remembering or cherishing for me. I don't like the humans there, nor do I like the place itself. Apart from a few people like Azera who brought me some warmth, all I experienced was endless pain."

If Terra and the realm of gods were placed on opposite ends of a scale, then in the mind of the Mist God, the weight would immediately tilt towards the realm of gods, and the other end would remain completely unbalanced no matter how much one talked about it.

Oli and Lena exchanged glances. They didn't know much about the relationship between Terra and the artificial gods, but judging from the current state of the Mist God, it was clear that she had no lingering attachment to the Terra of the past.

A few minutes later, Feiwu picked up his phone from the table and said with a smile, "I'm going to order a milk tea. What would you like to drink?"

Lena and the others subconsciously declined, but were also a little surprised. Could you order takeout in the realm of gods?

"Don't be shy, and one cup isn't enough for the minimum order." Mist God opened the food delivery app with practiced ease.

She usually orders one for Yao Mumu as well, because she needs it to help her get it. If Shu Mo is there, it's three cups.

.........

Hiat and Momei remained at the original site on Terra, closely monitoring the subsequent developments of the shattered planets. The more transparent the situation became, the more uneasy they felt.

Sophie and Mile went to their respective hometowns, Dragon Dimension and Beautiful World.

Even the little chicks who were fast asleep were pulled out of their warm beds and returned to their respective parallel dimensions, worlds that were heading towards different futures.

"Even if the sky falls, Michelle will hold it up." Little Chu muttered to herself as she returned to the angel dimension, and couldn't help but yawn again.

Isu, who was traveling with her, rolled her eyes helplessly. Her home, the Demon Land, had been destroyed in a final invasion and was now homeless. So she came along to keep an eye on Hina and make sure she didn't find a warm place to crawl into and fall asleep again.

However, what Xiaochu muttered was actually true. Archangel Michael, who was born in the Angel Dimension, and his contracted angel Michael, would definitely not sit idly by and watch the Angel Dimension be merged and destroyed by Caloso. When that moment comes, they will definitely take action.

So when the sky falls, Archangel Michael really does hold it up first.

Sometimes Ys wonders who the lucky one is compared to Chiat. The ten sisters all have their own hardships and grow up in different environments, while Hina has had a smooth life. Whenever there is a disaster or difficulty, either Michelle takes the lead or her brother-in-law helps her. She just falls asleep and becomes an archangel, and someone brings her food every day.

The City of Angels hangs high at the top of the world, the place closest to the sun. Its walls and buildings are magnificent and grand, inscribed with sacred texts and laws, shining brightly under the sun's rays, sacred and extraordinary. The seven archangels under the command of the goddess of life and light often descend here, bringing the gospel of God and spreading God's glory. When their six wings unfold, a rain of blessings falls upon the earth.

Meanwhile, the City of Angels also contains a considerable number of wingless angels, Paladins, two-winged angels, Seraphim, and so on.

Little Chu showed no intention of fulfilling her duties as an archangel. Despite her noble status, a grand return would surely cause a sensation. Instead, she sneaked back to Angel City, tiptoeing and peeking around like a thief trying to steal something.

"You...?" Before Isu could finish her question, she saw Xiaochu nervously gesturing for her to be quiet.

"Shh~"

If the angels find out she's back, it'll be troublesome. There will definitely be a round of necessary formalities, and they might even ask her to sing a prayer. Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

The less trouble, the better.

Next, Xiaochu used light to create a mirror, reflecting a corner of the Angel City. Then, she used some kind of secret technique to conceal herself and Isu's figures before crouching down and sneaking into the city.

She hadn't originally planned to return to Angel City, but with Ys strictly supervising her, she had no choice but to come back. Besides, she remembered she still had some treasures stored at her residence in Angel City, and since she was already there, she decided to take them all back to the main dimension. Goodbye, Angel City, I'll never come back. The Arad continent of the main dimension is my warm new home.

Isu, who was following behind Xiaochu, was speechless for a moment, feeling like he was doing something wrong.

Moreover, this trip back to the City of Angels made up for a year's worth of my sister's activity level.

Passing through the corridor inscribed with sacred texts, the courtyard was filled with a riot of flowers, each one a rare and spiritual plant. Faintly, the sounds of holy prayers could be heard, praising the glory of God... To be honest, Isu didn't like this kind of place and felt a bit disgusted, because she was of demonic blood and was naturally averse to it.

Angels occasionally passed by along the way. They all had peaceful and serene expressions, with faint smiles on their lips. They were surrounded by pure white and holy power, and their every move was filled with radiance.

The little girl successfully sneaked back to her dwelling, patted her ample breasts, breathed a sigh of relief, and then pounced on her bed.

Isu also found it quite exciting. As a demon, she entered the City of Angels right under the noses of many angels without being discovered, which added a touch of tension and fun to the whole process.

She looked around the room where Xiaochu had been and found it to be very simple. Apart from the necessities, there was no extra furniture or decoration. There was a series of holy books on the bookshelf and a pure white plant on the table. From the flowers to the leaves, everything seemed to be made of light. If you got close, you could even hear a faint holy sound.

"Little Chu, you said you have a treasure to take back with you, what treasure is it?" Yi Su asked.

"..."

"A chick?"

Issu sensed something was wrong and quickly turned his head. He saw that Xiaochu was already lying on the bed, covered with a blanket, her shoes off, breathing evenly and gently, with a peaceful smile on her face.

"You bastard...!" Yi Su couldn't help but facepalm. Only two minutes had passed since he came in, and he was already asleep in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Remy has arrived."

Grandis and the others all knew that the way to wake up the little girl in the past was to call Michelle's name. Other methods were not very effective, and she would not react much even if her brother-in-law pinched her.

Her body is protected by holy light, making her impervious to all magic and extremely resilient.

Later, when Xiaochu learned that she had inherited the holy name of Archangel Metatron and was on par with Michael, even calling Michael's name no longer worked; only calling Remedios had some effect.

After Ys calmly called out Remedios's name, the little girl indeed frowned, mumbled a few indistinct words, and her eyes moved slightly, as if she were half-awake.

Just as Isu was getting annoyed and wanted to drag Xiaochu out and beat her up, an incomparably dazzling holy light suddenly shone in a corner of the room. The holy and pure light spread out like ripples on water, illuminating the entire room until it was completely transparent. The white radiance engulfed everything, and the disguise barrier that Xiaochu had set up earlier shattered instantly.

Isu's figure could no longer be hidden. Under Mairu's strict request, her style of dress today was relatively conservative, with the parts that needed to be covered properly covered. A long-sleeved shirt paired with jeans outlined her curvaceous figure, especially her full and round buttocks, which earned her the title of the most beautiful buttocks in the family group... However, the two sharp demon horns wrapped with magic patterns on the top of her head, which showed her special racial identity, could no longer be hidden at all and were now exposed in the City of Angels.

"A demon? It actually managed to infiltrate the City of Angels." A figure formed within the light, uttering a loud and clear voice, its tone clearly containing a hint of disbelief and astonishment.

What is the City of Angels? It is a sacred place known as a miniature heaven, where the blessings of the goddess of life and light descend upon it, forming a noble and extraordinary sanctuary. Under normal circumstances, even if a demon manages to sneak in, he will be immediately detected by the angels as soon as he gets close.

The evil aura emanating from a demon cannot be concealed; it carries a heavy burden of sin.

Including the female demon before him, whose evil aura was more powerful than any demon He had ever seen before. No one could compare to her. Gabriel's holy eyes were fixed on her, and he saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood on her body. There were countless deaths and bleak shadows. She seemed to have walked from hell on corpses. The terrifying aura made even He, an archangel, feel a jolt in his heart.

The figure in the light took shape; it was a man with a holy mark between his brows, an extremely burly physique, and clearly defined muscles. He had golden hair, resolute features, wore a white robe covered with holy script, and held an ancient horn in his hand.

"I came with her, I meant no harm, I hope there's no misunderstanding." Yi Su pointed to the little girl on the bed, feeling helpless. The little girl seemed completely unaware and had fallen asleep again, her face serene, meeting all the criteria for Sleeping Beauty.

She didn't want to get into a fight with Angel City because of a misunderstanding. After all, it was her own property, and the people there were her "employees." It would be best if she could explain things clearly with words.

Archangel Gabriel did not attack Ys. Instead, he looked at the sleeping chick on the bed. His resolute face softened, and he smiled slightly, seemingly unsurprised by the current situation. Then, he took out another golden horn with his other hand, put it to his lips, and blew it loudly.

"Woo~!"

After the horn sounded, the little chick, who had just had its eyes closed, immediately opened them wide, its spirits high. Then it stood up straight, got out of bed, put on its shoes, and began to recite a prayer as it walked outside.

The whole process was smooth and natural, almost like an instinctive reaction.

"The morning meeting is over," Gabriel raised his voice.

The moment the words left her lips, Xiao Chu immediately closed her eyes again. After a while, she slowly opened them, still looking somewhat tired, and said unhappily:

"Lord Gabriel, what time is it? Can't I get some sleep?"

The trumpet that Gabriel just blew was the morning assembly trumpet of the City of Angels. Depending on the season, it is blown immediately when the first rays of dawn shine on the City of Angels. All the angels understand that this represents the rising of the sun, that God's glory will shine on the world, and then all the angels should praise God.

Little Chu had lived in the City of Angels for a long time, and every day she would be awakened by the sound of horns. Gradually, she learned to feign wakefulness. When the horns sounded, she would appear to open her eyes and sing, but in reality, she was not awake at all...

Gabriel's other horn was a powerful divine gift; legend has it that when the horn was sounded, it heralded the destruction of a world.