Chapter 22: Angel Confirms the Prey

"Uh, no, I've completely fallen for Saint Freya."

"No way, that's Sister Himeko!"

"That's right, Sister Himeko's words are really irresistible."

In the Domination Theater, more than twenty Angels discussed Saint Freya's Angel's performance.

But they all expressed understanding.

They were all family; how could they not know how little resistance they had to Sister Himeko, who had a proud figure, a cheerful personality, and was kind and passionate?

"It seems that we have to work harder."

"Yes, yes, Sister Himeko has had a hard time. Her body is already broken, right?"

"We can't watch her die to save Kiana!"

"What last lesson? I want Sister Himeko to teach me for the rest of my life!"

"That's right!"

"For survival, for Sister Himeko, roll up!"

Although they couldn't come up with a perfect solution, the Angels knew that only by having power could they get what they wanted.

As a Herrscher of Legion, they now had greatly reduced the number of clones compared to the original. If they didn't work hard, they would be unable to do anything in the future.

So, after a short break, the Angels started moving again.

Two Angels opened their legs, bent their knees, and punched. They practiced the basic fighting techniques that they had practiced countless times, and added Honkai energy in various ways to tap into all possible power in these basic movements.

Six Angels punched each other, their slender bodies wrapped in black silk gymnastics suits crossing in the square, sometimes coming to the edge, sometimes fighting in the sky, sometimes confronting each other, and sometimes attacking chaotically, simulating the real battlefield with the advantage of independent thinking circuits to accumulate combat experience.

Six Angels waved their hands to control the silk threads, some controlled the building fragments, some cut objects, sometimes attacked and defended each other, and sometimes withdrew from the battle to ponder new inspirations, continuing to work hard on the application of domination power.

Some of the other Angels were training with the various firearms that Miss Angel got, while others used the puppet silk threads to move to the edge of the Domination Theater, then used the silk threads to drag the building fragments in the imaginary space, exercising both the output limit and control of the power while contributing to the construction of the Domination Theater.

...

At this time, in the outside world.

Saint Freya Angel felt guilty for a few seconds because everyone was working hard while she was addicted to the beauty of Sister Himeko, and then she thought it through.

Well, it's all me, it doesn't matter! Anyway, they can actually feel the goodness of Sister Himeko, right?

"Himeko, Himeko, Himeko..."

Angel leaned against Himeko's chest and closed her eyes with peace of mind and satisfaction.

...

At the same time, Miss Angel lifted her bangs designed by a professional stylist, started, and walked lightly into the mourning hall where the guests had already left.

"Da Da!"

The crystal-clear and flawless light pink nails knocked on the coffin board, making a solid wooden sound.

Angel's mouth curled up.

"It's not easy. I finally made you die. My patience is almost exhausted."

And Angel waited for a month, but not just to completely take over this multinational company that was once on Fortune 500. She was waiting for someone else.

"Zi... Zizi..."

After a slightly noisy electronic sound, outside the mourning hall, the tall Titan mecha raised its arm and projected a three-dimensional hologram of Cocolia's proud figure.

Angel turned around, lifted her skirt, bent her knees, and saluted with a smile:

"Hello, Lord Cocolia."

"Hmm? I wanted to comfort you, but you don't seem to be sad."

"Is that so? Then, if I shed two tears, will you believe it?"

Angel crossed her fingers, tilted her head, and smiled cutely.

Cocolia raised her lips and praised:

"Not bad, you look like a successful big shot."

"No, no, compared to you, I am just an insignificant pawn. I will inherit my father's career and path, and I am willing to die for Lord Cocolia."

"Okay, okay, let's stop with the polite words. You know why I came."

"Well, as for how to deal with this Titan that my father shamelessly borrowed, it is naturally up to Lord Cocolia to decide. I have no opinion."

Angel smiled gently, looking completely pure and sincere. Cocolia looked at Angel steadily, and after a moment, she waved her hand casually.

"I will not treat people who work hard unfairly. Rewards and punishments are the most basic. Oboro has done well in the past few years, and your performance this month is also remarkable. I am very satisfied. It's just a Titan. From today, it will be your personal bodyguard."

"Really?"

"Don't question my words."

"It's this lady who has overstepped her bounds. In this case, I will accept it respectfully. Then, as a return gift, I will prepare a little gift later. I hope that Lord Cocolia can accept it... Just to congratulate this lady on officially inheriting the family business, how about it?"

Angel said with a smile.

Cocolia showed a fox-like cunning and dangerous smile, and the projection disappeared immediately, and the Titan mecha also entered invisibility again in front of Angel.

The smile on Angel's face disappeared, and she came to the door and closed the door of the mourning hall.

"Heh, what kind of personal bodyguard is that? It's just putting a watcher next to me... You old man are always so proud of this. Can you really not see it, or do you think it's an achievement if you see it?"

Angel sighed at the cold coffin.

After standing there for a while, a blood-red crystal as big as a coin appeared in Angel's hand. It was polished and shining, inlaid in a finely carved golden frame.

This was a work of art that looked priceless.

However, as the golden light flashed in Angel's eyes, the transparent blood-red crystal gradually showed a dark and turbid color, releasing a faint purple-red light in the dark room.

This was Dominance's Herrscher core.

And Angel planned to give it to Cocolia.

When Cocolia got this gem, she will became one of the five Angels who integrated into society.

Perhaps some people with strong will and strong talent can resist the erosion of the power of the Herrscher, barely maintaining themselves in front of Angel, and even continue to have partial control over their bodies.

But according to the plot, Cocolia was definitely not in this category, and she would definitely be swallowed by Angel.

"Just, what if?"

Angel frowned. Although she thought there would be no accidents, she still felt that it was not safe enough.

Angel did not intend to send the gemstone as a gift this time. After all, there was no guarantee that Cocolia would take the gemstone, and there was no guarantee that the gemstone would not encounter special tests. If it was exposed, it would be dangerous. Moreover, the core itself was a dead object. Once it left Angel's sight, she couldn't tell whose hand it was in and when it would start to corrode.

"Should I find an opportunity to meet and put the gemstone in her hand personally, or... make another plan?"

Angel touched her chin and hesitated in the dark.