Super God: Diary System, but without a brain.

Having figured out what had happened, everyone's attitude towards Liang Bing was no longer the same as before.

The person in front of me is indeed Liang Bing, not Morgana.

Whether in terms of behavior or personality

They are far inferior to that demon queen.

The group chatted for a while longer.

He Xi was very curious about Liang Bing's world.

Especially given the technological differences, He Xi wanted to know if Liang Bing's universe had anything special about it.

Just as the atmosphere in the living room was gradually easing—

Su Bai suddenly stopped.

He turned his head, his gaze passing through the wall and landing in a distant direction.

"...There's some noise outside."

He got up, pushed open the door, and went out.

The group exchanged glances and followed suit.

Outside, the sky had already changed color.

A giant warship, entirely silver-white with wingspans that blot out half the sky, is slowly descending from the clouds.

The ship has a streamlined hull with pale gold energy patterns along its edges, giving it a solemn and dignified appearance.

There was no roar, no alarm, only a quiet yet unstoppable sense of oppression, like a giant whale entering the sea.

Fortunately, Juxia City was already in ruins, otherwise it would have been really difficult to find a place to dock such a large warship.

Without hesitation, the warship landed directly on the vast wreckage that had been leveled. The rubble was silently crushed beneath the ship, and the dust it kicked up was gently pushed aside by an invisible energy barrier.

Immediately afterwards—

Countless white figures, like flying snowflakes or falling cherry blossoms, filed out of the warship.

The sound of wings unfolding stretched like a gentle tide, obscuring the sky above the ruins.

Su Bai stood there, gazing at the overwhelming expanse of white before him, his eyelids twitching slightly.

……many.

There are so many.

A vast expanse of white stretched from the entrance of the warship's cabin all the way to the end of the ruins, its wings overlapping and its silver armor gleaming.

He originally thought he wasn't particularly interested in these things like "expanding his power" and "having a large following."

But at this moment, when more than 200,000 pairs of eyes belonging to angels were all looking at him, he directly felt it.

Su Bai had to admit:

Having a large group of subordinates is indeed quite enjoyable.

The people inside had already come out upon hearing the noise.

Qi Lin's parents stood by the threshold, looking up at the wings that blotted out the sky. Their lips moved a few times, but in the end, they said nothing.

Rui Mengmeng's grandparents supported each other, their wrinkled faces filled with a sense of relief and numbness, as if to say, "This world has gone mad after all."

And Rui Mengmeng's younger brother and sister—

"Wow!!!"

The two children screamed almost simultaneously, their eyes wide like saucers, grabbing their older sister's clothes and shaking her frantically.

"Sister! She's an angel! So many angels!!"

"So beautiful!! The angel sisters are all so beautiful!!!"

Rui Mengmeng was shaken so badly she was swaying from side to side, but she didn't have time to stop them, because she herself was tilting her head back and her mouth was open in a round "O".

He Xi stood at the very front of the crowd.

Looking at these faces I remembered, seeing them standing here again, seeing their faces filled with anticipation, nervousness, and curiosity...

A faint, fleeting nostalgia flashed across my eyes.

Angel Yan and A-Zhui stood side by side.

Their gazes were equally complex.

I feel genuinely happy for these sisters who have finally been able to reappear in the world.

I also felt a vague sense of bewilderment because of the tearing disconnect between the "justice and order" that had been instilled deep in my soul for so long and the scene before me.

Before they could even process their thoughts, the massive angelic legion had already swiftly formed ranks.

More than 200,000 figures stood solemnly on the ruins, their wings folded and their silver armor as white as frost.

The array was perfectly aligned and completely silent.

It's fortunate that Juxia City is now a wasteland; otherwise, there probably wouldn't be a single square on this continent that could accommodate such a magnificent array.

At the front of the formation, three tall angels, whose imposing presence was clearly superior to their peers, folded their wings and walked steadily towards the villa, stepping on the rubble and debris.

Their goals are clear.

Walked with ease.

Their gazes fell upon Su Bai.

They came closer.

The three angels stopped simultaneously, their right hands on their chests and their left wings slightly tilted—a gesture of audience reserved for the highest level of loyalty in angelic civilization.

The three men stood up, stepped forward one by one, and began to introduce themselves.

"Hello, my idol, my name is Angel Alan."

"My name is Angel Zoe, nice to meet you, my god."

"I am the angel Yutong."

Su Bai's gaze lingered on the third angel for a moment longer.

Because after she finished introducing herself, her gaze would always unconsciously drift towards what was behind her.

Drifting in a certain direction.

There was no scrutiny, no unfamiliarity in that gaze, only a very light, very gentle, almost untouchable...gratification.

It's like finally seeing the light that was left on for me after being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

A faint smile graced her face, but a barely perceptible glint of tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Su Bai understood as soon as he heard the name "Yutong".

He didn't say much, but simply turned slightly to the side, making the gaze fall on him more openly.

You can definitely see Yan's features in her face.

The curve of their eyebrows and eyes, the habit of slightly pursing their lips when speaking, and even the restrained smile that is almost suppressed are all identical.

Everyone present, except for the two little ones who were still cheering for "so many angel sisters", noticed Yutong's unusual behavior.

Others may rely on super genes or the powerful observational skills that come with their abilities.

And Qi Lin's parents, and Rui Mengmeng's grandparents—

It relies on the intuition that only fellow parents can understand.

It was a gaze that required no special ability to recognize someone at a glance.

It's the kind of look parents give when they look at their children.

Angel Yan did not speak.

She stood there, gazing at the figure she had never truly seen, yet had sketched countless times in the dead of night.

Something was swirling in his eyes.

She desperately tried to hold it in, not letting it fall.

mother.

This word was both too familiar and too unfamiliar to her.

She only had a "mother" when she was very young.

It was as fleeting as a dream I woke up from before I could even remember the details.

She hated her mother when she was a child.

I hate her for being heartless, for being cruel, for abandoning herself and her father to pursue those "missions" and "justices" that she couldn't understand at all.

She thought to herself at that moment, "How could there be such an unfit mother in this world?"

Later, she herself became an angel warrior.

She donned the same silver armor as her mother, grasped the same flaming sword, and flew into the sky she had once gazed upon.

Then she understood.

She finally understood her mother's choice—not to abandon, but to protect.

Protect her, protect her father, protect the planet she was born on, and the planet she will fight for.

However, I understood it too late.

When she wanted to tell her mother:

Your daughter has not disappointed you; she has become an angel, a disciple of Queen Keisha, a member of the Holy Left Wing, and a worthy warrior.