The invasion by the Glutton civilization was only the beginning. Simply driving the Gluttons out was far from enough to end this war.
In fact, if the Angels took the lead in this conflict, many people would likely assume that the Angels had brought the war to Earth in the first place—and then go on to do things that defied all reason. That was precisely why the first battle had to be fought by humanity itself, so that people could come to understand the true nature of this war: a united defense against foreign invasion.
Sacred Kaisa naturally respected Earth civilization’s choice. Her later arrival above the East China Sea was due to Morgana, not Earth.
As Dukao put it: “Light and darkness are at war. Justice and evil are at war. Life and death are at war.”
As for the Angels’ Just Order, Bai Xuan had no objections whatsoever.
After all, the Chinese civilization had never been one that favored aggression—whether you looked at history, biographies, or the classics passed down by their ancestors, that much was clear.
Modern China adhered to the same principles, treating other nations with courtesy, coexisting peacefully, and advancing together.
Just as Bai Xuan could understand the Just Order through his conversations with Angel Yan, she too could grasp his way of thinking from their exchanges.
Though their philosophies differed, they were remarkably similar.
As their discussions deepened, their relationship grew increasingly familiar and close.
This had nothing to do with romance—it was purely a matter of ideological alignment.
These conversations with Angel Yan played a crucial role in shaping Bai Xuan’s worldview. For her part, Angel Yan held nothing back in answering his questions—so much so that even Sacred Kaisa came to learn that in another world, there was a newly ascended god who held divine authority, yet still felt somewhat lost.
Yes, their assessment of Bai Xuan was that he was a budding new god!
Bai Xuan had never hidden his abilities, so Angel Yan had easily learned from the chat group what he was capable of—the Authority of Nature, which allowed him to manipulate various elements of the natural world, as well as conceptual abilities.
From a mystical perspective, Bai Xuan’s potential was limitless.
To ensure that this inexperienced new god didn’t go astray in his pursuit of power, Sacred Kaisa also hoped that Angel Yan would guide him properly.
In their subsequent exchanges, Bai Xuan could clearly sense that Angel Yan’s teachings were growing deeper, almost as if she were passing down a doctrine.
But he didn’t mind that.
As he had said before, he had his own convictions and a path he was determined to walk. He might be uncertain about the future, but that didn’t mean he would simply follow someone else’s ideology. He would only take in what resonated with his own beliefs.
Another thing was that he didn’t reject the Angels’ way of thinking. Perhaps the Angelic race carried a certain pride and came across as aloof in their dealings with others.
But they had every right to be.
As the most powerful civilization in the known universe, as warriors of Sacred Kaisa, the King of Gods—if even they lacked that confidence, who would?
Their civilization had destined them to stand above the rest, to be proud.
If the Chinese civilization possessed power on par with the Angels’, Bai Xuan doubted he would be all that humble either.
Even if he appeared humble, the pride within would inevitably be there.
That said, Angel Yan never displayed such pride within the chat group. In the Supergod Universe, the Angelic civilization was the strongest and most advanced—but in other universes, that wasn’t the case.
For one thing, even within the current chat group, the Angelic civilization was far from the strongest.
The high-martial world of the group leader, Su Yunqing, was said to have high-level cultivators capable of destroying planets, with the strongest among them even able to reverse the river of time.
In the Date A Live world that Kurumi Tokisaki hailed from, the power of the Original Spirit was not something a tech-based civilization like the Angels could hope to eliminate.
And as for the A Certain Magical Index world that Mikoto Misaka belonged to—needless to say, the power held by the “Magic Gods” was beyond anything current science could comprehend.
However, there was one undisputed strongest member in the chat group right now.
Glory of the Northern Gods, son of Hong Qigong—Thor, the God of Thunder.
Because he was a god. A true god.
Even if he often appeared as a comedic character, that didn’t diminish his actual power.
Besides, the black-tech gadgets in the One Hundred Thousand Cold Jokes world were no less impressive than those from the Doraemon universe.
Dimensional attacks, causality manipulation, conceptual weaponry—they had it all.
Even if most of it came across as absurd.
So within the chat group, everyone communicated as equals. No one acted superior because of their power.
And as for whether Sacred Kaisa’s Just Order had any absolute flaws—such speculation was ultimately meaningless.
No order is perfect.
For beings like them, with lifespans stretching across millennia, mistakes weren’t a big deal—so long as they could gradually correct them.
Any future that could only be painted with words, no matter how beautiful, was nothing but an impractical fantasy if it couldn’t be realized.
Over time, Bai Xuan grew rapidly.
From his way of thinking to his perspective on things, and from there to the continuous advancement of his Authority of Nature.
Aside from his exchanges with Angel Yan during these days, he had also optimized and uploaded to the internet a number of anime and tokusatsu series that didn’t exist in this world—all from memory.
The Heisei-era Kamen Rider series, from Kuuga to Zi-O. Pokémon, from Generation 1 all the way to Generation 8. Plus Xiongbing Company, Under One Person, and more. Huo Yu even built a dedicated website for him and helped promote it.
The quality of these shows was beyond question, and Bai Xuan had further refined them—adjusting the special effects and polishing the presentation. Not long after they went live, they attracted a large following.
Even though this was an era of spiritual energy revival, the vast majority of people were still ordinary—or at most, possessed weak supernatural abilities. They still needed to work and relax, and these high-quality anime and tokusatsu series became their perfect escape.
Of course, this only applied to those who enjoyed the genre—those who weren’t interested simply didn’t pay attention.
Before long, many anime fans were taken aback. Where had all these high-production-value shows suddenly come from? Some were even entire series dropped all at once.
A backlog release?
They might have been puzzled, but they sure were enjoying it.
Bai Xuan could tell just from the fact that his figurines were now imbued with special traits.
“Back in my past life, I’d probably be the kind of otaku everyone envied,” he thought with a slight smile as he looked at the neatly arranged, abundant collection of figurines in his room.
Transformation devices of Ultraman Tiga, Dyna, Gaia, Nexus, and others.
Transformation devices of the Armor Heroes—Flame Dragon, Wind Eagle, Black Rhino, Snow Mastiff, and more.
And then there was Kuuga’s Arcle belt, Faiz’s driver, Kabuto’s Zecter, W’s driver, and Decade’s pink camera…
