Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

When the last member of the Hate League fell, the White House had become a morgue.

"Done." Morgana snapped her fingers from her throne in the distant sky.

Ato emerged from the shadows, holding a severed head in his hand—the head of President Obama—his face frozen with the terror of his impending death.

"Your Majesty, mission accomplished. The entire Hateful Alliance has been sniped, the command system is paralyzed, and all nuclear launch orders have been cleared."

"Well done." Morgana nodded in satisfaction. "Hang your head on the Washington Monument so everyone can see it clearly."

The next morning.

When the sun rose as usual, the whole of America—no, the whole world—knew what had happened the night before.

The president was beheaded, the Hateful Alliance was wiped out, and the nuclear missile launch plan was aborted.

The White House lowered its flag to half-staff and the Pentagon went on high alert, but no one dared to mention the words "nuclear bombing" again.

The threat of demons remains, and the islands of the Little Pig are being demonized at a visible rate, but all nations have chosen to remain silent.

Because they realized one thing: some things cannot be fought against by humankind's current military force.

……

Juxia, command center.

Chief Huang and Dukao sat facing each other, with a strategic map of the East Asia and Pacific region displayed on the holographic projection platform in the middle.

The Japanese archipelago has been marked in dark purple, representing the "demon activity zone," while a striking red warning boundary has been lit up along the Chinese coast.

"The situation is worse than we anticipated," Dukao said in a low voice. "The demons are spreading faster than any model predicted, and they have begun attempting to move across the sea."

Yesterday afternoon, seven flying demons broke through the US naval defenses in the direction of Yokosuka, and their whereabouts are unknown.

Commander Huang frowned deeply: "How is our coastal defense line being deployed?"

"The East China Sea Fleet and the South China Sea Fleet have entered Level 1 combat readiness, with coastal radars scanning around the clock, and the entire Super Soldier Company on standby." Dukao pulled up the troop deployment map.

"But sir, we are not facing a conventional enemy. The individual combat strength of the demons far exceeds that of ordinary soldiers, and... Morgana is behind them."

His tone became noticeably more serious when he mentioned this name.

"Morgana..." Chief Huang repeated, "In your previous report, you mentioned that she is the greatest evil spreader in the known universe and has been hostile to angels for tens of thousands of years."

But what I don't understand is—"

He pointed to the dark purple area on the projection: "She has been causing trouble in our neighboring country for half a month, turning a country with a population of 100 million into hell. Why is the angel who has been chasing and beating her not making any move?"

According to the information left behind by you, Denor, angels have monitoring capabilities throughout the known universe; it's impossible that they didn't know what was happening here.

Ducao frowned.

"That's what puzzles me the most," he said in a deep voice. "The angels in Western mythology and our Chinese angelic groups are traces left by them. According to the angels' style, they must have monitoring methods on Earth, so why did they not react at all to Morgana's unbridled behavior?"

Just then, the door to the command room was pushed open, and Lianfeng strode in, holding a newly declassified urgent telegram in her hand.

"Sir, we have received urgent intelligence from North America." Lianfeng's voice was unusually urgent. "Three hours ago, the Hateful Alliance was attacked by an unknown force at the White House, and all members were killed."

The doomsday nuclear strike plan has been forced to halt.

"What?" Chief Huang stood up abruptly.

Dukao took the intelligence and quickly scanned it, his expression growing increasingly grim: "Micro wormhole sniping... this is Morgana's typical tactic."

She first allowed North America to prepare for nuclear annihilation, then launched a decisive strike when they were on high alert. This was the most cruel form of psychological deterrence—telling all nuclear powers that their ultimate weapons were meaningless before her.

Lianfeng added, "Furthermore, our monitoring stations around the notebook discovered that the demon conversion rate has surged by over 300% in the past 24 hours, and Morgana seems to be no longer hiding it."

The command center fell into dead silence.

Chief Huang slowly sat back in his chair, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest: "So, we're completely helpless now? We can only watch as the demons wreak havoc on that land?"

"I'm afraid so." Dukao smiled wryly. "Commander, the Super Soldier Company's training time is too short, and Sun Wukong also has to guard the coastline to prevent demons from landing."

"Phew~"

After a long silence, Chief Huang finally looked at Dukao, his eyes filled with unconcealed grief: "Then let it be..."

Just then, a piercing alarm suddenly blared throughout the Juxia.

"High-intensity energy reaction detected above the deck!" Lianfeng exclaimed urgently.

The holographic projection instantly switches to an external monitoring screen.

A hundred meters above the flight deck of the Juxia, four figures with pure white wings and silver armor and red skirts slowly descended.

Leading the group was a young angel with blonde hair and blue eyes, possessing a gentle demeanor, followed by three solemn-looking battle angels.

"Angels..." Dukao took a deep breath, "They've finally arrived."

Chief Huang stared at the screen. The angel with the first name was slightly raising its head, its gaze seemingly piercing through the layers of decks and looking directly at the command room.

"Notify the Super Soldier Company to be on high alert," Chief Huang said in a deep voice. "But do not launch an attack; prepare to receive them."

……

The first conference room of the Juxia.

The atmosphere was somber on both sides of the long table.

Angel Yifang Zhixin sat in the center, his expression peaceful yet dignified; to his left stood Angel Leng, arms crossed, his eyes sharp; to his right was Angel Zhui, his hand always resting on the hilt of his sword.

Yan joined the chat group, and Queen Keisha also devised a plan to fake her death to lure out the ambitious figures in the known universe, and then eliminate them all at once.

However, the order of justice will not change in the short term, so Zhixin came to Earth in place of Yan to listen to the attitude of the Chinese side.

There were only two people on Earth's side: Di Leina and Ge Xiaolun, whom she had dragged along.

Dukao wanted to accompany them into the venue, but was turned away at the door by Angel's cold remark, "You're not high enough." He could only watch through the surveillance cameras with Chief Huang and others.

"I'm sorry for disrupting your training," Zhi Xin said, her voice clear and calm. "I am Zhi Xin, Queen Keisha's right-wing guard. These two are my sisters, Leng and A-Zhui."

Lena raised her chin: "The Supreme Goddess of the Blazing Sun Star, Di Lena. This is Ge Xiaolun, the Galactic Force."

Zhi Xin nodded slightly and went straight to the point: "Earth has suddenly been exposed to the vision of many cosmic forces. We angels believe it is necessary to confirm whether it is within the protection of the just order."

Lena raised an eyebrow: "In our Lieyang, there is no such word as justice. Can you explain that?"

Just as Angel Chase was about to speak, Zhi Xin gently raised her hand to stop her.

"Justice and order are the laws established by the Holy Queen Keisha seventeen thousand years ago for the peace and order of the known universe." Zhi Xin's tone was calm, as if stating an objective fact.

"It concretizes the concepts of mutual respect between civilizations and the protection of the survival rights of weaker civilizations."

In contrast is the decadent freedom advocated by Morgana—that civilization can plunder and trample on other civilizations at will, solely based on its own likes and dislikes.

She looked at Lena: "I have studied the Lieyang Civilization, and your concept of peace and prosperity has a high degree of overlap with many aspects of your just and orderly system."

Lena scoffed, "So you angels like to brainwash people and forcibly instill your values?"

"Don't be so harsh," Zhi Xin shook her head. "Although we can indeed directly read certain information and transmit it directly to your brains..."

"This is malicious implantation!"

Zhi Xin shook his head again: "We don't want to control your thoughts, but under a just and orderly system, lower civilizations can be protected from arbitrary invasions by higher civilizations and gain space for stable development. I think China needs it now."

Ge Xiaolun, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up, his tone filled with suppressed dissatisfaction: "You angels are so powerful, speaking with such righteous indignation, but those demons have been causing trouble in the little notebook for half a month, killing so many people, why haven't you gone to deal with them?"

This question is direct, even a bit aggressive.

Ge Xiaolun's mentors were mostly from Japan, but they haven't released any new works during this period of rampant evil, which has made him very popular now.

Moreover, several of his classmates went to Japan to develop their careers, and now he has lost contact with them. They may have met with some misfortune, so he is naturally in a bad mood.

The angel's cold gaze turned icy, and she was about to reprimand her when Zhixin stopped her with a look.

"Galaxy Force, your question is very good." Zhi Xin looked at Ge Xiaolun, her tone still calm, "But you may not understand the cost of the war between angels and demons."

She brought up another projection: in the vast starry sky, countless angels and demons were at war, with new members constantly joining both sides, while many others fell.

"Over the past seventeen thousand years, angels and demons have waged four all-out wars." Zhi Xin's voice finally showed a slight fluctuation. "Aside from Morgana's repeated escapes, the demon army has been completely annihilated by us three times, but each victory was accompanied by the sacrifice of countless angel sisters."

Scene change: In a huge cemetery, the bodies of fallen angels are everywhere, many of whom are just young recruits.

"Especially in the second war in which we angels were defeated, the demons used a conspiracy to ambush our expeditionary force." Zhi Xin's hand clenched slightly.

"In that battle, more than three hundred high-ranking guardian angels died, including three veterans who had served for more than ten thousand years."

They could have retired and enjoyed eternal life in the Celestial Court of Merlo, but instead, they remained forever in that unfamiliar starry sky to vanquish the demons.

Ge Xiaolun opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"It's not that we don't want to completely eliminate Morgana," Zhixin said softly, "but she now possesses a fourth-generation divine body, making her extremely difficult to kill, and every time we try to encircle and suppress her, we pay a heavy price."

Zhi Xin could patiently explain, but Angel Leng couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "Do you think Morgana initially chose that place?"

Her voice was icy, laced with suppressed rage: "A month ago, she descended upon your Huangcun village in China. If we hadn't arrived in time, you would be the ones suffering from this demon's ravages!"

She waved to bring up a battle video:

Above Huangcun, several high-ranking guardian angels, including her, were engaged in a fierce battle with Morgana. Holy flames and purplish-black energy collided, causing the space to tremble.

Although the angel clearly had the upper hand in the scene, she was unable to inflict a fatal wound on Morgana.

"Look closely!" Leng pointed at Morgana's smoky-faced face in the image. "We forced her out of China and drove her to that island in the east. Otherwise, it would be your people suffering heavy casualties now."

The final image freezes on Morgana transforming into a streak of purple-black light and flying towards the Pacific Ocean.

Ge Xiaolun's face turned pale, and Lena also sat up straight and pursed her lips.

In the monitoring room, Chief Huang suddenly looked at Dukao: "Is this true?"

Dukao, with a grave expression, pulled up the records of Deno III: "A month ago, an ultra-high energy reaction was indeed detected near Huangcun, lasting for about thirty minutes."

Energy spectrum analysis shows... a 92% match with the features in the image. They weren't lying.

Chief Huang broke out in a cold sweat.

If the angels hadn't intervened, and if Morgana had truly begun converting demons in Huangcun... given China's population density and urbanization level, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The scene returns to the conference room.

Zhi Xin slowly rose to her feet: "The fate of Earth is a choice you must make yourselves. Will you accept the protection of justice and order, or insist on so-called absolute autonomy? We angels need an answer."

However… the latter means you will face Morgana and the Taotie alone, and even other cosmic forces that may descend upon you in the future.”

Lena and Ge Xiaolun exchanged a glance.

Finally, Lena took a deep breath and, on behalf of Earth, declared: "Earth will not side with evil, but we will not easily submit ourselves to any particular order. Our destiny is in our own hands."

Zhi Xin looked at her quietly for a few seconds and nodded.

"In that case, as long as the earth does not fall into evil, the angels will continue to observe."