Chapter 227: Waiting for the Next One

Above the Giant Stone Monastery.

Dark Angel, Battle Nun, and Sith Kid, the three parties together, faced the Death God army and Abadon's beating.

Resolutely carrying out the Divine Emperor's decree, no Alien Form or Heretic may come out to boost Xisi's favor!

Meanwhile, the Death God army and Abadon were both holding back Shiwang while turning to continue brutally beating the Unyielding Fleet.

At this moment the entire void grew ever more chaotic; many ships that a second ago were cooperating against a stronger foe suddenly turned and fired at each other.

At the same time, as more information was gathered, aside from the Unyielding Fleet, almost every unit that rushed in to join the fray turned and directly began hunting the high officials scattering within the Unyielding Fleet.

One could say that in the void almost every combatant, amid the increasingly chaotic battle, even the rank‑and‑file soldiers couldn't help but show sincere smiles.

Moreover, as more people learned which high officials were the culprits, many of the arriving units actually began to slack off.

The most obvious were the many Dark Angels who switched factions; because of their tangled internal ties, after recognizing each other they were too lazy to keep up the act and simply curled up in a corner of a ship.

Lighting a cigarette, they crouched in a dark corner, making idle small talk.

To avoid being disturbed, they would occasionally raise an Explosive Gun, fire a few shots outward, and shout the slogan of the group they were currently infiltrating.

Only when word spread that a Star Region high official had been spotted nearby did these slacking Asitat's eyes light up instantly, prompting them to spring up and rush to capture the person.

Naturally this could not be hidden from their superiors, but as such a major incident—once comparable to "treason"—reached the higher‑ups now, the commanders were too lazy even to glance at it.

Besides giving themselves a rare chance to enjoy a "vacation," what does this slacking even amount to?

Running with their own boss to the Giant Stone Monastery, sitting with Lord Sisi to drink tea, waiting for the Unyielding Fleet to finally collapse—compared to that, this really isn't a big deal.

Even recalling the occasional footage their own boss sent back, the commanders thought this galaxy was truly insanely boundless!

At that moment atop the Giant Stone Monastery, Yifeileni cheerfully lifted a cup of hot tea, serving it to the various parties at the grand table.

"Lord Sisi loves tea; after learning that I practiced for a long time, today everyone can try my Yifeileni's handiwork."

Yifeileni was full of enthusiasm, speaking with a constant smile, as if she hadn't noticed the Death God army above her being chased up and down by the Battle Nuns.

And as Yifeileni served tea, Shiwang looked up at the ceiling, seeing a ship of the Unyielding Fleet suddenly blaze with red light, stubbornly withstanding the surrounding onslaught, utterly unable to remark what on earth this was!

Who is the busiest in this void? Not the battered Unyielding Fleet, but the Four Gods who go to any lengths to make the Unyielding Fleet fight to the death!

To delay as long as possible for maximum gain, the Four Gods almost all entered the fray personally; from the outside it looks like the Unyielding Fleet is surrounded by multicolored Divine Light, but in the Unyielding Fleet's eyes it is the Divine Emperor manifesting, their cause supremely righteous!

Even from the Communicator not far from Shiwang, the Unyielding Fleet's excited shouts of "Divine Emperor manifest!" kept coming through.

Of course, each time such excitement from the Unyielding Fleet echoed, Shiwang felt a pair of eyes in Subspace grow angrier by a notch.

"By the way, why didn't you come?"

Shiwang stared at the ceiling, while on the other side Xisi sipped his hot tea leisurely and spoke.

Abadon, being questioned, stood in the projection, his face blank, then after a long pause forced out an awkward laugh.

"It's not…"

"Scared, huh!"

Abadon people are also on the Giant Stone Monastery, but only dare to appear via projection.

Hearing Abadon voluntarily say "scared," the Shiwang, who had been watching the bustling ceiling, couldn't help but look down at Abadon.

Then, looking at the scene before him, he felt his forehead was just a black line.

The ceiling was a bustling chaotic mess; the Giant Stone Monastery sat in the middle of the battlefield, yet despite the surrounding frenzy, not a single cannonball dared to fire at the Monastery.

After all, besides Lord Sisi himself sitting atop the Monastery, almost all the family heads also gathered around the open‑air long table, savoring the hot tea skillfully brewed by Yifeileni.

Chaos, the Spirit Clan, humans, and even the one‑armed kid who has walked far on the Ancient Beastmen path were all tasting earnestly.

Although the one‑armed kid took a sip and immediately wore a black line across his face, he couldn't understand what was so tasty about the brewed leaves.

Yet the surrounding Shiwang crowd, looking at a Green Skin, saw him sit honestly in a chair, fully dressed, holding a teacup and silently drinking.

The scene was enough to make people both astonished and terrified.

If one were to name the only one at the tea table whose complexion was off, it would probably be Sailesiting, the Great Demon of the Divine Emperor.

At this moment Sailesiting stared at the projected Abadon and the tea‑making Yifeileni, his eyes wishing that all these Alien Forms and Heretics daring to curry favor with his own supreme saint would meet a terrible end!

This is why, even though Abadon was technically an ally now, he only dared to meet via long‑range projection.

Even if Xisi is too lazy to deal with him, Sailesiting will keep fighting Abadon endlessly.

"What about Washituoer? Why didn't he come either?"

Through the sister's reports, Xisi roughly understood the whole affair, though Washituoer isn't a good thing.

But as the evil god who first thought of the sister, Xisi at least has to save some face.

Meanwhile the honest Abadon, hearing Xisi ask about Washituoer, suddenly recalled Washituoer's recent madness.

Then, with a hint of awkwardness, Abadon honestly spoke:

"This will block people in Subspace."

"Block people?"

Xisi sipped his tea, a bit surprised, but after glancing at the chaotic ceiling, quickly caught on.

If there hadn't been the sister's matter before, the various evil gods hadn't considered coming, but now with the sister involved, how could the evil gods possibly let the next one escape?

Yet compared to the sister's generous compensation, the next VIP about to enter Subspace will receive vastly different treatment.

Inside a warship of the Unyielding Fleet at this moment.

The Star Region Governor was curled up alone in a busy Bridge corner.

Crew on surrounding ships were busy fighting, and as they watched their own warship intermittently emit "brilliant golden light," they shouted "Long live the Divine Emperor!"

Leaving only the Star Region Governor horrified, watching the scene, seeing his own warship beneath him start to grow flesh?

Then, in this horror, the Star Region Governor kept glancing at every corner around him.

Looking at the obviously empty space, his complexion turned completely rigid:

"Why do I always feel like there are several pairs of eyes..."

"…waiting for me?!"