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In any case, what Bitz cares about most is their bodies; whether they are willing to submit is secondary.

Since they were eager to explore the Fairy Tail world, Beetz simply handed all the little angels over to Atai and the others.

With their current strength, even without him and Liang Bing, they would be able to suppress this group of little angels who are at most second-generation without Yan and Leng.

They followed Bitz in silence onto a small aircraft.

After carefully placing Leng on the seat, Yan sat down opposite Bitz with a worried expression.

Seeing that Yan was already seated, Bitz casually placed his hand on the back of the seat and gave a command to the aircraft's built-in intelligent system:

"Let's go, destination: Fairy Tail Planet."

Liang Bing had previously entered Fairy Tail Planet into the demon's database.

Therefore, the system didn't need Beetz to point out which planet was Fairy Tail; it automatically planned the flight path, closed the hatch, and prepared for takeoff.

After a moment of weightlessness, the spacecraft burst out of the demon wings and entered deep space.

Bitz intended to take a nap and sleep until they arrived at their destination before taking any action.

But Yan clearly had a lot of questions to ask, and shortly after the aircraft began to take off, she mustered up her courage and asked:

"Who are you, and what civilization do you come from?"

Or is your ultimate fear truly itself? And what is your purpose then—to destroy and reshape the existing cosmic order?

Bitz, who had already closed his eyes, answered without even lifting his eyelids:

"I'm not some bullshit ultimate fear, just an ordinary Saiyan prince."

As for reshaping the universe's格局 (geju, meaning overall structure or framework), if unifying the entire universe counts, then I do have such thoughts.

"I don't think you're anything special," Yan muttered to herself, glancing at Bitz's face every now and then, trying to glean some clues from his expression.

But Bitts kept his eyes closed and his face was calm, showing no sign of anything unusual.

Seeing that he did not show any dissatisfaction with his words, Yan gradually became bolder.

"Hey, it's a long journey, how about we chat?"

Look, I've become your slave. At least let me get to know you, my master, a little better.

Bitz opened his closed eyes a crack, looked at Angel Yan who was giving him a fake smile, chuckled, and sat up straight.

"Want to know more about me?"

2. 4 Yes, we're on the same side now.

Yan continued to try and get closer to him, hoping to learn more secrets from him.

"Okay, come sit here next to me, and I promise you'll understand everything, whether it's the time or the length."

Upon hearing this, Yan's smile froze on his face.

In the past, she was the one who teased others; this was the first time she had been teased by someone else.

However, since she started the topic, she wasn't going to back down.

Just then, the aircraft gradually stabilized, and Yan got up without hesitation. Pretending to be very experienced, she sat down next to Bitz, crossed her legs, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at him with alluring eyes.

"Don't just talk the talk, I'm not easily scared."

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Chapter 187 Yan's First Experience: Understanding Qi!

Whether she was scared out of her wits or not, Beetz never let go of any meat that was within his grasp.

While Yan was in a daze, Bitz unceremoniously reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her close to his arms. His other hand landed brazenly on her smooth thigh, which was not covered by armor.

Yan, who was having such intimate contact with a man for the first time, instantly stiffened as if she were made of steel.

In that brief moment of her dazed state, Bitches's hand had already climbed up her skirt armor, fiddling with how to untangle the cumbersome thing.

"Wait, you, I, let go!!"

Yan twisted her waist desperately, struggling to break free from his embrace.

Seeing her distance herself from him, looking at him warily as if he were a thief, Beetz couldn't help but chuckle:

"Why are you hiding? Don't you want to understand me? You shouldn't miss this great opportunity to get to know me better."

"Is that the kind of understanding I'm referring to?!"

Yan's cheeks flushed an unusual red, and she roared angrily at him.

But Beetz is now completely enraged by her.

Looking at Yan's more charming face compared to the other angels, he slowly stood up and pressed towards her.

"You, what do you want to do?!"

Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and she tried to resist in a panic.

But before she could make a move, Bitt's tail shot out from behind and quickly and roughly bound her hands.

While in a coma, Leng vaguely heard the sounds of a primitive tribe holding a ceremony.

Not only are there loud, intense drumbeats, but also the melodious and graceful chanting of the priestess.

Leng was no stranger to this situation. As a high-ranking angel, she often paid attention to the backward planets of other angels.

Indigenous peoples on some planets also hold similar ceremonies, praying that angels will look down upon them and bless them with good weather, abundant harvests, and freedom from disease and disaster.

What annoyed her was that the priestess who organized the ceremony seemed to be lacking in skill.

The chanting was sometimes low, sometimes high, and sometimes even had a heart-wrenching quality.

It was nothing like the howling of ghosts and wolves, completely out of character for an angel. This caused Leng, who was still unconscious, to furrow her brows and utter a few meaningless murmurs.

Perhaps the priestess heard her voice and sensed her displeasure.

The ghostly howls suddenly stopped, and silence returned. Leng's furrowed brows finally began to relax.

When Leng finally regained consciousness and opened her eyes, she had no idea how much time had passed.

"Where am I?"

He muttered something to himself in confusion, then sat up from the bench with a cold forehead.

Her last memory was of being utterly defeated by Bitches, so as soon as she regained consciousness, she immediately began to cautiously observe her surroundings.

Upon looking, she immediately spotted the man sitting opposite her.

But Leng, who is usually irritable and impulsive, did not immediately cause trouble for Bitz.

Instead, she turned her confused gaze to Bitz, who was sitting against the wall with his knees drawn up to his chest, staring blankly out the window at Yan.

Compared to how she was remembered, Yan had now removed her armor and put on a loose, white dress decorated with flower petals.

Although Yan likes to dress like this when she's resting, Leng always felt that something was off about Yan's current state.

But she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She only felt that this powerful warrior, who had once been able to rival her, was now as fragile as an ordinary little girl, having lost all the spirit and energy of a warrior.

This bizarre scene subconsciously made Leng Xin feel uneasy.

But in the blink of an eye, Yan reverted to her annoying self.

He turned to look at her, a frivolous smile on his face, and teased her:

"Oh, you're finally awake! How was your sleep? Do you want to close your eyes and sleep a little longer?"

"Yan, where is this? Why are there only the two of us? Where are Yitian and the others?"

"They were left with the Demon Wings, of course. As for us, you'll have to ask him."

As Yan spoke, she gave the man beside her a deep look, her eyes filled with deep hatred and resentment.

But Leng didn't notice any of this; she simply looked at Bitz and coldly questioned him:

"What exactly do you want? Why did you bring us here? And where is this place?"

"You're so aggressive right after waking up. It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet. Perhaps I should consider killing you and turning you into a demon."

Bitz stroked his chin, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

But Leng shuddered upon hearing this, and under Bitz's piercing gaze, he reluctantly and humiliatingly lowered his head.

Seeing that she still had something to fear, she finally gave in.

Only then did Bitches abandon his murderous intent, his gaze sweeping over the two of them, as he slowly began to explain:

"This is a life-bearing planet, tentatively named Fairy Tail Planet."

This planet is also inhabited primarily by humans, or intelligent beings from the Divine River Entity.

But they possess a mysterious power unlike anything you know, capable of unleashing wondrous magic by drawing upon the magical energy within their bodies.

"780" magic? You think you're telling a story? How could magic possibly exist in this world?

It's simply that they possess genetic abilities different from mainstream technology.

Leng frowned and expressed his opinion in this technology-driven universe.

She didn't believe that magic, a kind of idealistic power that only existed in fairy tales, existed in this world.

"Ha, the universe you know no longer exists."

With a sarcastic remark, Bitz stretched out his palm and, under the gaze of the two women, condensed a gas blast in his hand.

"Do you really think I'm some kind of technological god? Just like you, with a bunch of messy engines and a divine body that's been around for generations?"

"Take a good look. My strength comes entirely from pure physical power, and the abilities I use are based on a high-level energy called Qi."

The two women stared intently at the gas blast in Bitt's hand, rolling their eyes as they tried to analyze its composition.

But even Liang Bing and Demon One couldn't figure out the energy, so how could two little angels without celestial computers possibly figure it out?

Gradually, the two women's expressions changed, and an unseen storm was brewing in their hearts.

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Chapter 188 Fairy Tail Planet, Lucy!

Suppressing her hatred for Bitz, Yan took a deep breath and, while asking him questions, prepared to send what she would learn to Queen Keisha, who was far away in Tiancheng.

"What is Qi? Is it because of it that you possess such terrifying power?"

"No, quite the opposite."

Bitz flipped his hand and put the gas blast away, shaking his head as he explained:

"It's not that I became stronger because of anger, but rather that my anger grew stronger because I became stronger."

The two women listened attentively, thinking that Bitts would explain the reasons to them in detail.

Little did they know that after saying that, Bittie stopped talking, leaving them wanting more.

Seeing the dissatisfaction in their eyes, Bitts chuckled and got up to walk to the cabin door.

"I'll let you in on a secret: the Demon Legion has begun cultivating Qi."

Liang Bing, also known as Morgana, has already gained the strength to suppress Kai'Sa.

I believe it won't be long before you angels are defeated by demons, and your entire race becomes my slaves.

After saying that, he laughed happily, opened the hatch, and flew out.

Leng clenched her fists tightly, provoked by his words.

She didn't want to believe that Queen Keisha would be defeated by Morgana, but the man and the aura he spoke of were too mysterious; she was afraid of the worst-case scenario.

Unwilling to see the entire angel race become slaves, Leng subconsciously looked at Yan, wanting to hear his old rival's opinion.

"Yan, do you believe him? Whether it's qi or magic, he must have just made it up on the spot."

Yan was also pondering the truth of Bitz's words. Upon hearing Leng's words, her common sense told her that Leng was right; such nonsense did not exist in this world.

But her heart, or rather her sixth sense, told her that the man had no reason to lie to them, and that the universe might really be different from the universe they knew.

"Phew~ Who knows? If you want to know if it's true or not, just go and see for yourself."

If magic truly exists...

She didn't finish her sentence, but as her heart sank and she felt a chill, a coldness crept in, and someone added for her: