Pan Yang grabbed Zhou Yang and flung Xiao Yao away. Xiao Yao emitted a dark red light and shot straight at He Ci.

He dodged quickly but was still cut by Xiaoyao, who spun around in mid-air and returned to Pan Yang's hand.

"Little angel." Zhou Yang was a little worried when he saw him take action. The war had not officially started yet, and no one knew what their leaders were thinking. It was not a wise choice for an angel to take action rashly.

They might even become the spark that ignites a war.

"You seem to care about him quite a bit." He Ci chuckled, looking at Zhou Yang. "If the other demons found out, how long do you think you could live?"

"Anyway, it'll take longer than yours." Pan Yang blurted out, rolling his eyes at He Ci. There are always some idiots who will try to get in his way.

Zhou Yang felt somewhat helpless upon hearing Pan Yang's words. This little angel was truly like a devil. He said to He Ci, "This is my business."

"Tsk." He looked at the two of them. To be honest, he didn't expect Pan Yang to be so powerful. Now that there was Zhou Yang as well, he really wasn't sure he could handle him.

So he snorted coldly, "Then I wish you a happy apocalypse." His shadow suddenly transformed into an array, and then he vanished completely.

Pan Yang was speechless at his actions. He was just a coward. If he had the guts, he should keep fighting. He wouldn't be Pan Yang if he didn't kill this kid.

"Pan Yang, you must return to Heaven." Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief after leaving, then turned to Pan Yang and said very seriously, "As you have heard, the son of Satan will soon descend to Earth, and the end of the world is coming. At that time, there will definitely be a fierce battle between angels and demons. Therefore, you cannot stay on Earth; you must return to Heaven."

"And what about you?"

"I..." Zhou Yang opened his mouth. He had helped Fan Yang this time, and if He Ci didn't say anything, he would be forced to participate in the apocalyptic war. If He Ci did say something, he was afraid...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Huan Yang frowned slightly, her eyes fixed on him: "Are you going back to hell? With you and me..."

"Ha." Zhou Yang suddenly chuckled, his face full of amusement as if Huan Yang was just a clown being teased: "You angels are indeed easy to fool."

"..." Pan Yang didn't speak, he just looked at him quietly.

Zhou Yang waved his hand helplessly: "I was just teasing you because I thought you were funny. Now that the apocalypse is coming, I'm going to kill you. You don't actually think I want to protect you, do you?"

Zhou Yang's face revealed a mocking smile: "It's a pity I don't want to kill you now, so see you in the apocalypse. I hope you'll be as naive as you are now then." After saying that, he left without hesitation.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he got back to his car and didn't see Huan Yang following him. He felt that he absolutely couldn't drag Huan Yang down with him; an angel and a devil colluding together would only lead to certain death.

Pan Yang stood there for a long time, quietly watching the direction Zhou Yang had left in.

001 cautiously asked, "Host, are you alright? In this world, Zhou Yang is a demon, and saying those things... in a sense, it should be forgivable, right?"

"Do I look that easy to fool?" Pan Yang was speechless. He looked at Xiaoyao in his hand and threw it back into his space without hesitation. He then kicked the street lamp without any politeness for a long time.

"Huh?" 001 was a little confused. Looking at Pan Yang's agitated appearance, she still couldn't quite understand.

"Didn't Jiang Qingyan test your IQ when he invented you?"

"No? Why do we need to test IQ?" 001 was even more confused. What was the host talking about all this nonsense?

“…” Pan Yang took a deep breath and said, “Okay.”

001 thought for a long time, and realized that she wasn't angry because of Zhou Yang's betrayal, so just now...

"Damn it, host, you're calling me stupid!"

Wow, you're amazing! You actually figured it out.

001: "..." I seriously suspect you're being sarcastic or sarcastic towards me.

Instead of going to Zhou Yang's house, Pan Yang returned to Paradise. It must be said that Paradise is simply holy; almost every place is pure white, and it looks peaceful.

However, he was summoned away by the archangel shortly after returning.

Inside the room, the archangel sat in a chair and pointed to the chair opposite him. Pan Yang sat down without any hesitation.

“I heard from an angel that demons are causing trouble all over the world. However, they usually cause trouble, so this time they shouldn’t be able to make much of a difference. You have done a great job with the miracles you performed on earth over the past few days, so you should take a vacation in heaven.”

This statement is clearly riddled with flaws.

"So, you also want the apocalyptic war to break out?" Pan Yang said calmly.

Upon hearing Pan Yang's words, the archangel's face showed a hint of shock, but then he put on his standard smile: "The world has been at peace for too long. We need to let the demons create chaos and make more people believe in angels."

"It wouldn't matter even if the son of Satan were to be born?"

"How did you know?" the archangel asked, his tone tinged with accusation.

Pan Yang didn't continue. Why should he say it? It would be too humiliating for him to just say it because you told him to.

The archangel took a deep breath, looking at Pan Yang with a helpless expression but not an angry one: "You have to understand, demons and angels have existed in this world for far too long. Sometimes we even question whether we can really defeat them."

"Everyone has wanted to know the answer for ten thousand years, so I know about the birth of the Son of Satan and the war of the end times. That's why the end times must come. This is an unfair world. We have protected humanity for too long and it's time to prove our strength."

"Pan Yang, do you understand? We need war."

"What? You have cerebellar atrophy?" Pan Yang asked in a serious tone.

The archangel's expression cracked slightly, but he tried his best to maintain a smile: "You can stay in Heaven. You don't need to participate in the apocalyptic war. Of course, you can come and find me if you think it through."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang immediately spoke up: "I've thought it through."

"What?" The archangel was a little taken aback; he never expected the kid to figure it out so quickly.

“I said I’ve thought it through, and I’m willing to participate in the war of the apocalypse,” Pan Yang said, enunciating each word clearly.

Seeing his serious expression, the archangel, though somewhat skeptical, took a deep breath and said, "Alright then, you may go to the human world."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Um."

Pan Yang left without any mercy. What a joke! Anyone can talk nonsense, and besides, talking nonsense with this kind of person won't hurt you.

The archangel watched coldly as Fan Yang left. Even if he was lying to him, it didn't matter. He wouldn't believe that an ordinary little angel could stop the apocalypse.