Super God: Give the Demon Queen Trouble Every Day

Recently, many rumors about King Apocalypse have been circulating in Tiancheng.

Although it was just a rumor, the angels seemed to believe it.

These rumors are both good and bad, but many angels do not care about them. The only thing they care about is where the King of Revelation is today.

According to some senior angels, the King of Apocalypse has not appeared in the City of Heaven for hundreds of years, and even the old angels who have the closest relationship with him don't know where he has gone.

Even though Shi Bing did not appear in front of the angels, there were still many angels who had followed Shi Bing in "robbing" in the universe and actively promoted her deeds, saying that Shi Bing was the most friendly king.

Based on their personal experiences, they vividly described how Shi Bing set an example and won the respect and love of many civilizations with his wisdom and strength.

The descriptions of these angels make Shi Bing's image more three-dimensional and vivid, and also give her unprecedented charm and influence among the younger generation of angels.

As time went by, these rumors gradually fermented and even evolved into various versions of legendary stories.

Although some plots are outrageous, it is these exaggerated descriptions that make the image of Apocalypse King Shi Bing more sacred and inviolable in Tiancheng.

In the end, many of the newly joined angels over the past few hundred years firmly believed that King Apocalypse was the most charming king.

Although they had never seen it with their own eyes, they still firmly believed in Shi Bing's great image.

All this is thanks to the vigorous propaganda of the angels who once followed Shi Bing to plunder, which injected a steady stream of fresh blood into the Ministry of Apocalypse.

However, the recruitment conditions of the King of Apocalypse have not changed. But even so, there are still many little angels who want to join the Apocalypse Department.

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The conflict between angels and demons seems to transcend the boundaries of time and space. Even though the Third Heaven-Demon War has ended for a long time, the embers of war have not been completely extinguished, but continue in a more subtle and lasting way.

The devil Yan often goes to the universe to challenge the angel Leng. Although every confrontation ends with Yan's defeat like a moth to a flame, Yan still enjoys it. He turns this frustration into motivation to move forward and enjoys the blood-pumping pleasure of every confrontation with Leng.

In Yan's heart, Leng is not only her opponent, but also the goal she longs to surpass.

She enjoyed the thrill of fighting, even though she wanted to avenge herself every time, but she was always beaten so hard that she had to stop.

Leng was helpless about Yan's persistence and challenge. The battle between the two had long surpassed a simple battle of victory or defeat and became a special tacit understanding and communication.

The tacit understanding between them in combat can be said to be very high. As long as Yan sends a secret communication, Leng knows what her next sentence will be.

This extraordinary tacit understanding makes their battle more like a carefully choreographed dance, which is both intense and harmonious.

As time went by, this unique confrontation gradually attracted the attention of many angels and demons.

The little angels followed Leng into the depths of the universe, not only to watch and learn, but also to hone themselves in actual combat.

The demon warriors, under the leadership of Yan, also joined in without giving in, forming a routine of regular exchanges and discussions between the warriors of both sides.

Leng and Yan also reached an agreement that when the two sides agreed to fight, the warriors they led were not allowed to kill each other during the competition and could only engage in combat training.

It is precisely because of this agreement that the team members led by Leng Heyan behaved peacefully when they met each other.

Although both sides still maintained a certain distance and were vigilant, they occasionally sat together to chat, exchange tactics, and even share combat experiences, which became a rare and heartwarming scene on the battlefield.

Of course, the "verbal confrontation" between Leng and Yan is still fierce.

Whenever they meet, there is always tension in the air, but this has also become a unique way of communication between them.

Just like that, the boundary between angels and demons gradually becomes blurred.

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During these hundreds of years, He Xi never stopped his research on the divine body, and finally conquered another peak in the technology tree - the research and development of the fourth-generation divine body.

Although the experiments conducted on herself have experienced many failures, she has always firmly chosen to try it on herself first, and then collect data through the space-based computing group and conduct meticulous analysis and adjustments on the massive amount of data collected.

In this process, He Xi seemed to be dancing with the most subtle laws of the universe, and every fine-tuning was a small step towards the other side of perfection.

Only after ensuring that everything was safe and secure did she dare to move forward.

Finally, after countless attempts and failures, the fourth generation of divine body was completed with He Xi's persistence.

This is not just a technological breakthrough, but also a profound understanding and reshaping of the essence of life.

The fourth generation divine body was given a meaningful name by He Xi because of its uniqueness and powerful functions - [Sacred Body].

When this major achievement came into being, He Xi decided without hesitation to apply it to Kaisha's divine body upgrade.

She looked at Kesha lying quietly in the upgrade cabin with full anticipation, a gentle smile on her face.

Although it takes a long time to wait, He Xi still stands by firmly and waits patiently.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, until the upgrade was completed, the hatch slowly opened, and Kesha woke up in a new state. The stone in He Xi's heart finally fell to the ground.

Kaisha carefully felt the new power brought by the fourth-generation divine body. Compared with the previous third-generation divine body, it was a qualitative leap.

She couldn't help but sigh: "It feels much stronger than the third generation."

He Xi smiled and responded: "Well, I named the fourth generation divine body 'Sacred Body', which better fits your sacred name."

"Haha," Kaisha smiled gently. That smile was warm and bright, as if it could illuminate the entire universe. "Hexi, you always think of it."

He Xi slowly walked to Kesha's side, gently raised her hand, and slid her fingertips lightly over the edge of Kesha's carefully tailored dress, carefully smoothing out every wrinkle.

For He Xi, this action seemed to have become a habit that required no further explanation. It happened naturally, as if she had sorted out clothes for Kesha countless times in the past years.

Keisha stood quietly, her posture upright and elegant, her eyes revealing a rare tenderness and trust.

She let He Xi's fingers wander over her body, as if at this moment, all the power and majesty were temporarily removed. She was just an ordinary angel enjoying the warmth and care between friends, a well-behaved child who was willing to show her vulnerability and dependence in front of He Xi.

"Holy Kesha, this sounds much better than the King of Gods."

"After all, the King of Gods is more authoritative."

Hearing this, Kesha curled up a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. Her golden hair shone with a soft luster under the light, gently rubbing against He Xi's fingers, bringing a barely perceptible warm touch.

"But, He Xi, the title of King of Gods carries the glory and power of our angel civilization. It represents authority and order."

Kesha's voice was calm and firm, yet it also revealed a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

"However, I prefer the name 'Holy Kesha' because it is more than just a title."

"He Xi..." Keisha called her name softly, her eyes revealing deep emotion.

"I prefer a title that comes with my own name," she explained, hoping to gain He Xi's understanding and support.

He Xi knew what Kesha meant, and her blue eyes were full of tenderness and consideration.

"Well, Holy Kesha is indeed more kind and warm than the King of Gods." She smiled in agreement, willing to obey Kesha's wishes.