Hexi looked at the dazed Keisha, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. Her eyes showed concern as she reached out and put her arm around Keisha's shoulder.
"Keisha, the indecisive person you're being right now isn't the Keisha I know. Remember the Battle of the Angry Sea 23,000 years ago? Back then, we had to fight Hua Ye and his countless high-ranking angels as first-generation warriors. But in the end, we won. And remember the War of Forms 17,000 years ago? We also faced an unknown and powerful enemy. But again, we won.
"So, Keisha, this time we're allies with Zhang Zheng. He's still Zhixin's idol. We have no reason to worry about the future. As long as Earth exists, as long as Zhixin is there, and as long as Yan is around, Zhang Zheng won't be a danger. Instead, it's our enemies who should worry about facing a Zhang Zheng who has gone mad."
Hexi wasn't speaking as a subordinate but as a friend and battle companion trying to console Keisha. She knew the pressure Keisha was under was immense, so much so that anyone else might have given up by now. Besides, Zhang Zheng wasn't their enemy, and he hadn't lost his sanity. Because of Zhixin and Yan, Hexi never thought ill of Zhang Zheng.
However, when she thought of Angel Yan, Hexi couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed with Zhang Zheng, though it also made her want to laugh. From the data Yan had transmitted, Hexi had seen Zhang Zheng's reaction when he saw Yan naked—his piercing scream and flamboyant expression deeply amused her. She'd never seen someone so flamboyant, especially a main god.
Thinking about this, Hexi suddenly laughed. "Keisha, just think about Zhang Zheng's reaction when he saw Yan. How could someone like that, such a flamboyant character, possibly become the universe's destroyer?" Hexi laughed as she spoke to Keisha, holding her as she laughed heartily.
If someone saw these two angel kings laughing like this, they'd be shocked. However, out of respect for Keisha, none of the angels ever peeked into the palace. Even though the palace doors were wide open and little angels often passed by, no one out of curiosity would glance inside.
"Alright, Hexi, stop laughing. Maintain your image. And you always call me a tomboy, but I think you're the real tomboy," Keisha finally smiled, her worries momentarily put aside. After all, nothing had happened yet, so there was still room for things to change. Maybe, as Hexi suggested, nothing bad would happen.
"I've decided to visit Earth in a few days. But before that, I need to visit the Death Song Academy. After all, Karl rescuing Liang Bing last time was too audacious," Keisha's eyes showed a dangerous glint when she mentioned Karl. If possible, Keisha truly wanted to kill Karl. But theoretically, Karl was already dead. Even Keisha couldn't kill someone who was already dead, and because of the Big Clock's existence, she couldn't erase Karl's data either—she could only suppress it with the Heavenly Blade system.
"Karl, huh?" Hexi's expression also turned serious at the mention of Karl. "If we combine your Heavenly Blade system with my Heavenly Foundation system, could we surpass the computational power of the Big Clock?" Hexi cautiously asked Keisha. She knew Karl wouldn't be easy to kill. If there had been a way, Keisha would have acted long ago instead of letting Karl be.
"It's difficult. After all, the Big Clock is the most powerful astronomical computer in the known universe. And with Karl's strong will, even if we joined forces, it would be hard to erase his data," Keisha replied after some thought.
"If Liang Bing hadn't defected, the combined power of the three kings could have killed Karl. But unfortunately, now we can only suppress him," Hexi sighed as she mentioned Liang Bing, but seeing Keisha's displeased expression, she stopped.
Hexi knew Keisha didn't truly hate Liang Bing. But over the past 10,000 years, Liang Bing had grown increasingly wicked, crossing Keisha's bottom line, which led Keisha to decide to eliminate her. Especially after the second Angel-Demon War and the death of Holy Left Wing Ailan, Keisha completely gave up on Liang Bing. Ailan was not only Keisha's Holy Left Wing but also an old comrade who had fought alongside the three kings against Hua Ye. Keisha knew clearly that the only one who could kill Ailan was the former Apocalypse King, Liang Bing. No one else among the demons could defeat, let alone kill, Ailan.
"Hexi, stop dwelling on the past. Liang Bing is no longer our comrade. She's now Morgana, the 'unparalleled' queen in the eyes of many fallen ones. She is not the Holy Left Wing Liang Bing, not the Apocalypse King Liang Bing, and certainly not my sister Liang Bing," Keisha's tone grew heavier as she spoke, with increasing anger and killing intent. By the end, she was grinding her teeth.
Her sister had died 17,000 years ago. The person now was Morgana, and only Morgana.
"Alright, alright, I won't mention Liang Bing anymore. Do you think Zhang Zheng might be able to kill Karl?" Hexi quickly shifted the topic when she saw Keisha didn't want to talk about Liang Bing anymore. She believed that if anyone could truly kill Karl, it would be Zhang Zheng. This wasn't based on trust or data calculations, but on a woman's intuition—the intuition of a 30,000-year-old woman.
Hexi always felt that Zhang Zheng was hiding his true strength. She still remembered the six differently colored gems on the Infinity Gauntlet—green representing time and blue representing space. She didn't believe the other gems were just decorations. The fact that they were set alongside the Time Gem and Space Gem meant the remaining four must also possess extraordinary powers.
"Maybe... I'll discuss it with Zhang Zheng when I visit Earth. I have a feeling he's hiding something from me and doesn't want me to go to Earth. But the more he doesn't want me to go, the more I want to. There's no place in the known universe that I, Keisha, dare not go!" Keisha felt irritated whenever she thought of Zhang Zheng. She was the King of the Gods, yet now she had to worry about a kid in his twenties. And that kid had explicitly stated that she wasn't welcome. All that talk about welcoming her as a guest was nonsense—he knew very well that as long as Morgana was on Earth, Keisha would cause trouble for her. So, the idea of a warm welcome was simply impossible.
And on top of that, this bastard had snatched away her right-hand women—first Zhixin, and then Yan, who served as her left wing. Keisha sometimes felt that Zhang Zheng was tearing off her wings. In just half a year, she had lost both wings, leaving her somewhat caught off guard.