After all, he liked Mohe, but didn't truly trust Mohe, and it was precisely because of these complex emotions that Mohe always had a magnetic allure for him.

"So, what should we do now?"

"Of course, we should observe first, then blend into the crowd. This is something I'm very skilled at," Mohe said, indicating that she had infiltrated various races countless times in the past, making it a familiar task.

She released Feiker and Charlette, explaining her intentions: "If possible, I'd actually prefer to reincarnate as a human, or be born directly as a Celestial Realm person, to live directly in this world for a decade or two to understand thoroughly—although time is not so ample, we can only use some not-so-natural methods. It's a pity that I can't fully experience the life of a Celestial Realm person."

Doro surprisingly seemed to understand part of Mohe's meaning.

Mohe took out a veil from her own treasury.

"What's this?"

"The Night Goddess's Veil... Well, actually there is no Night Goddess, it's a veil used by Julia in the past—uh, for concealing identity, though mine is different from hers, hers was white, mine is a black veil I made myself. It's a copied work, so I kept it deep in my treasury, without intending to use it."

Mohe candidly admitted that she copied Julia's past work: "This kind of thing might unexpectedly work well in the Celestial Realm created by Julia, considering the place…"

Clouds floated everywhere, carrying different things, and these clouds appeared to move according to specific patterns.

"I never thought there would be such a scene in the world, it's simply dreamy," Feiker couldn't help but exclaim.

Charlette also agreed: "This is exactly the kind of paradigm the Celestial Realm should have."

"What's so surprising about this? I could create a place like this below, but it's just some decoration. I've never liked such ostentatious art form, it's like child's play, Julia might have always been a naive child, I see no growth in her. Perhaps that's why she died, if she were like me, even if submitting to Mr. Doro, she might not have died."

For a moment, the remaining three had complicated expressions.

It's hard to say if what Mohe said is something to be proud of, at least these three didn't think so. As humans, sometimes we feel that tragic sacrifice carries a legendary romance, and living ignobly brings a sense of shame.

"The automatic defense system was defeated by us, the Celestial Realm People should therefore react. There might even be blessings that match our power; we should first integrate into this world."

As the so-called Night Goddess' Veil was drawn—

The four of them disappeared.

...

"Hurry! Hurry! The Pope has ordered! Investigate all suspicious people, the Guardian Veil left by our great mother to protect the world has been destroyed! Everyone must act for this!"

Someone wielding a spear, wearing armor, ran through the streets.

Yet...

Doro and the others couldn't understand what the other people were saying.

But fortunately, there's an unbeatable Demon King here.

Simply put, Mohe sensed these people's soul waves, and then understood their words from these waves.

Then she told Doro and others, while ensuring their conversation wouldn't be overheard.

It's fair to say, purely in terms of technique, Mohe exhibited an almost omnipotent state, which, for Doro, a being of the same level, was too intricate to accomplish.

"Let's not make any big moves yet, give me some more time. I am collecting the linguistic state of the Celestial Realm; apparently due to separation from the ground, the Celestial Realm language directly evolved… It's likely a language created by Julia herself… In thirty more minutes, I will be able to learn this language. Afterward, I'll use magic to make you guys speak this language directly, no need to worry."

It feels like...

It feels like they're of no use at all!

Even Doro had started to think this way… Although Mohe had mentioned borrowing his power to expel the potentially existing "blessings" from the world, Doro couldn't help but question whether Mohe couldn't do it without his help. At least from the current situation, Mohe seemed completely unnecessary for them.

Just like Mohe herself said, her own investigation would lean more toward being born directly as an infant, fully experiencing this world; time was inherently the least valuable thing to Mohe.

She did this entirely because of the others.

"But still, as expected, this world is founded by the church—the White Church should have similarities with the churches of this world. From this perspective… Charlette, you might have a good chance to shine."

"What?"

"Never mind, let's just observe for now."

The group stood in the center of the street; the style of Celestial Realm's houses was quite similar to the White Church, with everything in a pure white hue, it seemed the Goddess really liked this color—no one could find them, Mohe gathered information this way, gradually piecing together this world's appearance.

The investigation of possibly arriving invaders wouldn't simply conclude.

Yet Mohe had already deciphered the language of the Celestial Realm.

"Alright, come here, I'll impart this language to you."

Mohe directly imprinted the knowledge into the group's brains using magic.

"Is it really that convenient?"

"I'm the only one who can do this; if you asked someone else to do it, you might just explode," Mohe explained a bit. "Now, it's time for us to make a choice, Your Majesty the One King."

"What choice?"

Mohe glanced around: "If we want to integrate into this world, firstly we need to find a fitting reason, weave a fitting story, and subsequently obtain suitable identities. This isn't difficult, considering I'm strong, I can accomplish anything. Of course, there's an even simpler method: replacement or parasitism."

"We find a few natives; if we choose replacement, we neutralize or capture them, then morph our shapes to become them, blending into this world—if we opt for parasitism, then we find several hosts, becoming like those Mind Flayers and Shapeshifter Demons I created earlier, gradually twisting their minds and finally replacing them bit by bit. In brief, we aim to understand this world and the present species without causing disturbances."

Yes, the present species, altogether different from the ground species, if a reason is necessary.

Every person had a pure white halo above their heads, and wings grew on their backs, the number of wings varying to some extent.

"Although I understand Julia likes beautiful, attractive things, I sometimes cannot approve of her flamboyant style. Do you think that halo looks good, Mr. Doro?"

"I think it's actually alright? It appears quite sacred."

"..." Mohe was speechless, "What about those feathers?"

"They have a feel of the Goddess' Apostle, if you think about it, this is the world above the clouds, having feathers for flying should be a necessary design, as for the color, it doesn't matter, right?"

Mohe shook her head: "So, how do you plan to infiltrate this world?"

"Can't we just keep watching like this?"

"If you insist on this, that's also an option."

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