Super God: Give the Demon Queen Trouble Every Day

"Morgana, how do you want to die this time?"

Shi Bing sat on the battle blade sofa with his legs crossed, leaning elegantly against the back of the chair, looking coldly at Morgana on the Devil No. 1 opposite him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a smile that was both provocative and confident.

Her voice was cold and calm, but it carried a kind of pressure that could not be ignored.

Morgana couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth in response to Shi Bing's undisguised provocation.

She snorted coldly: "Ha, I won't die!" Her eyes were full of disdain and ridicule.

"But you guys who claim to be angels of justice, aren't you always commanded by that old woman, Holy Kesha? What's going on? Is she a coward? Are you afraid to face me, the Queen?"

Shi Bing frowned and looked at Morgana who didn't take him seriously. The provocative smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a frosty look.

She smoothed her raised lips and said in a cold tone: "Morgana, as the King of Apocalypse, I can also command the angel army!"

At this moment, Shi Bing's voice revealed firmness and confidence, and also showed her majesty as the future king of angels.

Shi Bing crossed his hands in front of his chest, nodded slightly, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Morgana with a pair of light golden eyes. Those beautiful eyes seemed a little dim at this moment.

Her eyes revealed a determination and resolve, as if telling Morgana that today was the day for them to decide the winner.

"Any evil forces that attempt to destroy the peace of the universe and trample on justice will be exposed under the light of the angels and will eventually be completely wiped out!" There was an irresistible power in Shi Bing's voice.

"Morgana, your doom has come. Prepare to accept the punishment of justice!"

After Shi Bing finished speaking, his tone was as cold and resolute as a judge sentencing someone to death.

Following her orders, the legion of angels behind her that were ready to go instantly turned into dazzling rays of light, like a white torrent, or like a meteor across the sky, and launched a fierce attack on the demon legion on the opposite side.

They held sharp blades in their hands, flapped their wings, created a gust of wind, and rushed towards the enemy with endless murderous intent and anger.

Seeing this, Morgana could only wave her hand and let her demons fight.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Damn it, I want to see how powerful you are!" As she spoke, she gave an order, asking the demon army to resist the angels' attacks with all their strength.

"Oh, you want to punish me?" Morgana sneered, a hint of cunning and complacency flashed in her eyes.

After all, she is Morgana, the unrivaled demon queen!

Shi Bing sat leisurely on the sofa, his posture elegant and calm, his legs gently crossed, his legs lifted just right, revealing an inviolable noble temperament.

Her eyes were as sharp as torches, piercing through the flames and smoke of war on the battlefield. She calmly analyzed every subtle change in the battle situation, as if the entire universe was under her control.

On the left and right sides of Shi Bing, two loyal angel warriors, Yutong and Alan, stood quietly.

Originally, Shi Bing did intend to let these two join this battle concerning the peace of the universe, but the current situation was obviously still within her control and there was no need for them to take part in it personally.

"Cold." Shi Bing's voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the noise of the battlefield.

"King Apocalypse." Angel Leng responded to Shi Bing's call almost immediately, flew in front of Shi Bing in an instant, saluted respectfully, his eyes flashing with absolute obedience and admiration for Shi Bing.

"Have you seen Yan? Huh?" Shi Bing asked with a hint of inquiry in his tone.

"I see, King Apocalypse!" Angel Leng answered without hesitation. She had noticed Yan's figure a long time ago, and the impulse in her heart to compete with Yan almost broke through the shackles of reason.

Shi Bing leaned gently against the back of the chair, leaning back slightly, and adjusted himself to a more comfortable and imposing posture.

The corners of her eyes curved slightly, with a barely perceptible smile, as if she had anticipated everything that was about to happen.

"Go ahead, good boy."

"Yes!" Angel Leng's voice was firm and powerful. Almost the moment Shi Bing finished speaking, she had already tightly grasped her Suyin sword that was shining with cold light, and rushed towards the battlefield where Yan was like a silver lightning.

Her figure shuttled through the flames of war, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by the wailing and fall of the enemy.

Even Yutong who was standing by felt a little unbelievable about this scene.

She couldn't believe that her students would actually obey Shi Bing's orders so well. After all, before this, Leng had been saying every day that she didn't like the Apocalypse King Shi Bing.

Why do you obey Shi Bing's words now?

Shi Bing's gaze lingered on Yutong's face full of shock for a moment, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if mocking Yutong's surprise.

Then she stood up gracefully, with an unquestionable kingly demeanor in her movements.

Yutong noticed Shi Bing's actions and immediately turned to look at her, her eyes following Shi Bing closely.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Shi Bing gently patted the ink-colored cloak behind her that symbolized her identity. The cloak swayed gently in the wind, like a deep night sky.

Then, he took out his sword from the armory.

"Fight Morgana."

Seeing this, Alan immediately stepped forward, holding the sword tightly in both hands, and said, "King Apocalypse, let me go."

"Ailan, you..." Shi Bing frowned, "You stay here with Yutong, pay attention to the situation on the battlefield, and be ready to deal with emergencies at any time."

"But......"

Ailan wanted to say something else, but Shi Bing interrupted her, "No buts, I'll be fine."

Shi Bing's tone was filled with unquestionable majesty, making it impossible for Alan to argue any further.

Seeing that Alan was still somewhat reluctant, Shi Bing turned around and looked directly at Alan, "What, Alan? Are you going to disobey the king's order?"

Alan looked at Shi Bing's deep eyes and had to lower his head.

"I dare not." Her voice was small but full of obedience.

Shi Bing looked at Ailan's obedient appearance and couldn't help but think of the former Liu Yue. She was not so obedient.

Shi Bing slowly stretched out his hand and gently patted Alan's shoulder. This action contained complex emotions - there was a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

Alan still lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't want Shi Bing to see his expression at the moment.

Shi Bing pursed his lips, a helpless sigh welling up in his heart.

She knew that Alan had always been a very obedient person, but sometimes being too submissive would hurt herself.

"Alan, sometimes, maybe you can be a little more stubborn and don't always obey orders so easily. It doesn't matter if you don't obey orders, as long as you think it's the right thing to do." Shi Bing's voice became much softer.

Alan raised her head and her eyes met Shi Bing's. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

She understood what Shi Bing meant, but her inner concerns and worries prevented her from making changes immediately.

Sometimes, Alan really envied Liu Yue, who could naturally lean on Shi Bing and express his emotions.

But the reality is always so cruel. Unlike Liu Yue, she can only stand silently behind Shi Bing, guarding this unattainable admiration and love.

Even though I never said I like you.