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She watched as the crown, a symbol of honor and news of her mother's death, lay upon the throne, waiting for her to pick it up.
But she was unusually stubborn in not letting others see her expression.
Even though she had already cried all her tears, leaving only a final chill.
“Angetri…” Jiang Kehan said the name of the last monarch of the British Empire without hesitation, and for some reason, she felt a pang of sadness.
Unlike her emotions, the scenes that followed became increasingly uplifting.
It seems that Angela has risen to power, and the golden light of the sun has once again shone brightly and is invincible in the world.
Jiang Kehan could see the other party coldly crushing the head of the supreme ruler, and she could also see her coldly looking down at her subjects, finalizing one magnificent law after another.
until……
The sky turned red, and flames rose from the capital. When everyone looked, they saw Angeli laughing as she was engulfed in flames.
She emerged from the flames, smashing the crown that symbolized honor and power, revealing molten iron that then scattered across the ground.
Angela lowered her eyes slightly, just as she had when she took power, making it difficult for others to see her thoughts and inner feelings.
He stubbornly watched as the molten iron slowly slipped from his palm, falling to the ground and transforming into dazzling iron flowers in the firelight.
Her era, which could have continued, was carelessly abandoned by her, the master of the story, and abruptly ended in her own self-judgment.
Although it was the end, he remained composed, like a true victor.
Contradictions, like a mirror, have always followed Angela Terry's image in history, and countless times, I have presumptuously attributed all my misunderstandings about her to the simplest two words.
Jiang Kehan couldn't discern her thoughts from the simple glimpse of her face; she simply clenched her fists, becoming somewhat serious.
Because... she hadn't yet told Ariel and the others about the witch who was willing to be her guide in the land of the setting sun.
Her name just so happens to be Angela Terry.
A vibrant, last monarch who lived through countless glorious years, now the great fourth seat.
However, despite the fact that her story was so moving, her public image has never been very good.
When she first took power, the other witches accused Angeli of being the most willful and dishonorable witch lord.
Later, they gradually began to call her a tyrant and criticize her ideas that were ahead of their time.
When he abdicated, his former subjects wept bitterly and accused him: "We were ready to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first? You are a foolish ruler!"
Chapter 471 Reputation Suspected of Being Slandered—Oh no, it's True!
In fact, even in modern times, Angela Terry's reputation is still not very good.
Especially in the outside world, and also in the great internal world.
After she stepped down and stopped causing trouble within the British Isles, she embarked on a bizarre path of constantly creating chaos throughout the witch society.
Moreover, the statement that Angelette is the greatest threat to witches when there are no external threats is actually surprisingly true.
According to statistics from the Witch Organization, Angeli conducts more than one hundred experiments every year that are enough to turn witch society back to the imperial era.
On average, she "destroys the world" every three days or so, and that's just the publicly available data. In private, it depends on her mood.
It can be said that 20% of the Witch Organization's manpower is consumed each year in cleaning up after Angeli.
If the other party's research results weren't equally outstanding, they would probably have been locked up in the basement long ago. Even a large family and business like theirs can't withstand your antics.
Within the Greatness, Angela is almost a smaller version of Sophia, a little better, but not much better.
At least she can understand human speech, but she just can't express her own attitude; she can only vaguely say "uh-huh" or "yes, yes, yes."
When asked to elaborate on her thoughts, she simply shrugged and said innocently, "How would I know?"
In terms of taking advantage of chaos, Angeli was the idol that little Lilith always admired and imitated.
What can be done? Even those who have opinions about her still can't beat her.
And the three great ones above her?
Liang Hua already knew what level of background this amazing person came from, so she was always calm and composed. She might only be slightly speechless when Angelie stopped causing trouble.
When Little Lilith rose to prominence, she received investment and favors from Angelette, so Angelette always turned a blind eye.
As is well known, the great chief, Shining Lilith, is famously gentle and adept at mediating disputes. Who would she deliberately target?
Let's hope Angela will suddenly change her ways.
So, unable to get started, they could only complain privately and try to damage the other party's reputation.
Unfortunately... Angela Terry's mind isn't particularly big, but it's definitely among the smaller of the witches.
Therefore, at every witch competition, you could see her holding a notebook, nodding thoughtfully, then looking at the witch who had insulted her and smiling slightly.
She truly sought revenge for her grudge.
They're so arrogant, they don't even realize their superior status!
Therefore, Angela's poor reputation is not due to any smear campaign, but rather a consensus reached based on the accumulation of countless facts.
Therefore, Jiang Kehan was apprehensive as she watched herself about to disappear into the spatial gate.
Because nobody knows if Angela will pull any tricks this time, which is her specialty.
But Jiang Kehan was disappointed.
The moment she and Star Claw passed through the spatial gate, what they saw was not the solemn and awe-inspiring Angela, but the vast starry sky.
Have you ever seen a world where countless spaces are torn apart and integrated at will, and then dispersed in a staircase-like manner, as if a god were bowing down?
As far as the eye could see, there were all sorts of figures, and territories that seemed to fly up and down.
Boiling yet silent, it's as if people who have always lived on the earth have suddenly come into contact with an ineffable world, the entire universe.
Let's take her straight to interstellar space, no, the great cosmic era has arrived.
Moreover, it's not just simple travel; it treats countless universes as the most basic building blocks, throwing them wherever needed, making it so easy and carefree.
It would be quite difficult to achieve this by relying solely on sheer force.
After all, it's easy to imitate something exactly, but understanding the underlying logic and how to apply it has little to do with Weili.
Jiang Kehan admitted that she could build a similar Star Harbor if she spent the time.
But to keep Starport running normally after countless throughputs, please forgive her for being an idiot; at least for now, she absolutely cannot do it.
"Is this one of the most rapidly developing empires in terms of truth and knowledge?"
Jiang Kehan said somewhat blankly.
However, no one laughed at her, because neither Ariel and Solita nor the Farron witch who returned from ancient times had ever seen such an exaggerated posture.
In their understanding, the manifestation of power is more of a fleeting moment; even in alchemy, the result is obtained instantly after the process is over.
But the things in front of us are different; they have been maintaining themselves and have never stopped.
“I’m starting to understand why the Imaginary Land is called the Witch’s Kindergarten.” Ariel swallowed hard, looking at the cold yet seemingly human-like Starport before her, and said this.
"There are some things they really don't intend to teach."
This is actually an inevitable trend, because for those who haven't reached the level of a Great Witch, it's better to improve their strength and reach the Great Witch level sooner rather than spend time figuring out these advanced applications.
Moreover, witch society doesn't need these people to contribute to society. Do you really think the great witches are just sitting around doing nothing?
Therefore, the witches in the imaginary village are basically in a stage of simply "enjoying" life, wantonly taking advantage of the conveniences from society, without making any decisive contributions.
Therefore, the current starport cannot demonstrate the technological advantages of the sun never setting, because other empires in the ideal world have similar things.
They were so surprised simply because Jiang Kehan and the others' vision was still focused on the imaginary land.
Order is never just about individuals. What truly distinguishes it from mere force is that it is always immersed in an endless process of optimization, rather than a simple result.
What we see now is nothing more than a tiny, yet indispensable, part of it all.
Jiang Kehan and the others were not stunned for long, because suddenly a screen belonging to them appeared in front of them.
It's somewhat like a terminal, but it doesn't need to carry its own receiver. As long as you have magic, you can receive signals and provide services to witches.
It is an enhanced version of terminal technology.
The system easily and automatically created a file for each witch, while simultaneously asking if she wanted to inherit the data from the original terminal.
After Jiang Kehan nodded, countless pieces of information crossed time and space, imported from the completely unconnected imaginary village, bringing them the most "luxurious" yet ordinary service.
"Hello, Ms. Jiang Kehan."
"I am Ms. Angelelli's information assistant."
A sweet voice came from the screen, but miraculously, no one else could hear it.
Jiang Kehan asked with some curiosity, "Then where is Ms. Angelelli?"
There seemed to be a brief pause before the voice spoke, devoid of any emotion.
"She's at home. After breaking dozens of alarm clocks, I figured you had already arrived at Star Harbor, so I stopped trying to remind her of her appointment today."
Uh oh, I just overslept!
Jiang Kehan was speechless, and suddenly understood where the other witches' contempt for Angeli came from.
This is so unreliable!
Chapter 472 Strange Yet Familiar
Starport is not one of those harbors with similar names found in science fiction movies, a place where fleets and travelers can rest and resupply.
It was nothing more than a cold and cruel transport machine.
When Jiang Kehan and her friends got up close to Starport, they realized why it was made up of countless torn spaces and why it was arranged in a special stepped pattern instead of a sphere.
The advantage of a sphere is that it has a large amount of usable space, as well as better depth and stability.
But... none of these things ever mattered to the things at hand.
Because what you see in front of you is just a huge screen, and next to it is a special space for passersby to rest temporarily.
These spaces are like reflections in water; you can see what's happening inside, but you can't touch the things within.
Although there was basically nothing inside except for the constant flow of people, there was not a supply station or hotel, not even a road or street. It was completely empty!
Moreover, the throughput inside was much faster and more terrifying than Jiang Kehan had imagined.
The fleeting figures were merely passersby, and the countless starships and dragons that blotted out the sky never looked back or lingered. They only gathered briefly inside before quickly disappearing again.