As the smoke of war gradually dissipated, the angels welcomed the long-awaited peace.

These days are undoubtedly a precious gift for them who have been on edge for a long time and fighting on the front line.

Many angels choose to temporarily put aside their duties and fly into the vast embrace of the universe, to those distant and beautiful planets, to enjoy a moment of peace and freedom.

They wandered on an unknown planet, feeling the different customs and cultures, allowing their souls to be relaxed and cleansed like never before.

Even if some angels choose to stay in the Heavenly City, the flowers in the garden are blooming and the fragrance is everywhere, making it an ideal place for the angels to rest and communicate.

They either gathered in groups of three or five, chatting about interesting wartime events and insights, or sat alone among the flowers, enjoying this rare tranquility.

Some young angels also took advantage of this opportunity to actively seek out their predecessors who were still in Sky City, and humbly asked for their experience and skills in battle, hoping to better protect the universe in the future.

In general, the whole city is filled with an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

However, at this time, Shi Bing was still sleeping in the repair cabin and had not yet woken up.

In a corner of the garden, Yutong was surrounded by a group of lively and cute little angels, their eyes were full of desire for knowledge and longing for the future.

Although Yutong was busy, she always had a gentle smile on her face and answered every question patiently.

Just then, she noticed Alan who had just walked into the garden, and her eyes immediately brightened up, as if she had found a savior.

"Alan! Come on, come on! Here are some little guys who need you to teach them tactics!" Yutong greeted him warmly, with a tone that implied that no one could refuse.

Hearing this, Alan shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Yutong, don't always find things for me to do! I also want to enjoy this rare peaceful time."

Yutong didn't take it seriously and retorted, "Well, how is this giving you something to do? You are the tactical master of our Sky Blade Division. It's a blessing for these little guys to be able to learn from you."

"Besides, you have nothing to do anyway, why not teach them?"

Upon hearing this, Alan had no choice but to accept Yutong's arrangement with a wry smile.

When she got closer, she saw a few unfamiliar faces. They must be the "little guys" that Yutong mentioned.

Alan heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, she asked softly: "Yutong, you know these tactics very well, why don't you want to teach them?"

His words revealed his confusion about Yutong's decision.

Yutong smiled and leaned close to Alan's ear mysteriously, as if she was afraid of being heard by the little angels around her. She lowered her voice and said, "I don't really want to teach these tactical courses. Besides, I'm still thinking about my precious student. I have to keep an eye on Leng all the time and can't make any mistakes."

"Besides, even if I don't want to see my precious student cold, I still have to go and secretly check on my daughter who is still on the Devil No. 1."

Yutong patted Alan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "So, these little angels are left to you! I believe your tactical teaching will benefit them a lot. I will go and do my own thing first, haha!"

After saying this, Yutong planned to hand over these little messes... no, little angels to Alan.

Alan looked at the expectant eyes, and then looked at Yutong who had already spread her wings and flew away. Although he felt a little helpless, Alan quickly adjusted his mentality and prepared to devote himself to teaching in the best condition.

She knew that these young angels were the future and hope of the angel race, and that she had the responsibility and obligation to pass on her knowledge and experience to them.

......

"mom, Mom, Mom!"

Yan's voice echoed in the spacious corridor of Devil No. 1, with a hint of anxiety and persistence.

Her anxious look and busy pace attracted the attention of many demons.

Aatrox stood aside, tilted his head, and looked at Yan helplessly.

He had witnessed Yan's behavior like this more than once, but he couldn't remember the exact number of times, but each time ended in disappointment.

Every time Yan called the Demon Queen like this, Morgana was not on Demon No. 1.

The demons around looked at this scene with curiosity or helplessness. They had long been accustomed to Yan's search, because such scenes were common on Demon No. 1.

Some demons stepped forward and tried to dissuade Yan: "Yan, stop looking, the queen is not here."

Another demon echoed, "Yes! If you keep looking for it every three or five days, the Queen will not be able to bear it."

Another demon said: "The queen has long gone to the universe to be alone. If you want to find her, you will have to wait for a while."

However, Yan didn't want to listen to their advice at all.

Whenever she asked Morgana if there were any planets or missions where she could train, Morgana would either refuse or simply walk away without hesitation.

Therefore, Yan would start looking for his mother every few days.

At this time, Aatrox couldn't help but step forward. He gently patted Yan's shoulder, trying to comfort him as a friend.

"Yan, give up and stop looking for the queen."

However, Yan suddenly turned his head to look at Aatrox, with a gleam of challenge in his eyes.

"What about you? Aatrox, if you don't want me to find my mother, then fight me!"

After hearing this, Aatrox was slightly stunned, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed across his face. He never thought that Yan would actually make such a request.

He secretly groaned in his heart, the thing he was most reluctant to face finally happened.

Countless records of fights told him that Yan's strength was far superior to his, especially in recent years, her progress was amazing.

He didn't want to ask for trouble, and he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the queen.

Yan's strength has greatly increased now, far beyond what it used to be. Asking Aatrox to challenge her is tantamount to asking for trouble.

"As a warrior, I respect your decision, but as Aatrox, I must refuse." Aatrox said stubbornly, his voice low and firm.

Upon hearing this, Yan raised a playful smile and pushed Aatrox to the limit.

"Aatrox, are you really afraid of me? Or are you worried that you will lose to me again?" There was a hint of provocation in her voice, but more of a desire for battle.

Aatrox did not answer directly, but just stood there silently. His silence seemed to tell of his helplessness and persistence.

He knew how powerful Yan was, and he was afraid that he would not be able to compete with him.

At this moment, Ryannos on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and he felt it necessary to step in to mediate the tense atmosphere.

So, he stepped forward and said to Yan with a smile: "Yan, calm down. Aatrox is right. Our strength should be used to protect the queen and the legion, not to engage in meaningless infighting."

"Besides, Yan, the queen will be back soon."

Yan turned around, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation: "Of course I will know when my mother comes back, but now, what I need is a battle to test my strength."

"Who among you is willing to stand up and fight me? Let me see if I have really become stronger during this period of time."

Upon hearing this, several demons looked at each other and groaned inwardly.

They all knew Yan's strength, and were even more aware of the gap between themselves and her.

Under such circumstances, standing up to fight her would undoubtedly be a humiliation to oneself.

Therefore, they all chose to remain silent, and no one was willing to become Yan's next opponent.

They knew in their hearts that even Aatrox couldn't defeat Yan, let alone them.

This battle is destined to be an unequal contest.

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