Lanston couldn't help swallowing and couldn't calm down.

He had just entered this space, how come he met someone he knew? Especially, this was an oriental cultivator, which he found particularly incomprehensible.

Lanston was instigated by Misna to participate in the War of Gods on the continent of Flori. Although he did not die, he was seriously injured.

A dignified fourteen-winged war angel was about to condense his godhood and take the most important step, but he was betrayed by a woman.

As for the reason why he was cheated, Lanston no longer wanted to think about it.

Fortunately, he had obtained a secret book during his training. For the purpose of treatment, Lanston activated that secret book and waited for many years before finally seeing the stupid Yuk.

Unfortunately, Lanston's luck was obviously bad. He hit a wall and lost some energy. Most importantly, he had to suffer injuries in exchange for the little sun he had gathered.

The result was that Lanston finally healed his injury, but was unable to return to his peak period with fourteen wings. Seeing that he only had ten wings, he was so angry that he overturned the table.

If he hadn't been fighting against Yang Lan'er, which resulted in further injuries, and if part of the energy of the little sun had not been absorbed by Yang Lan'er, he wouldn't have been so miserable.

Even after being injured and secluded for so many years, Lanston's temper has not diminished at all. He immediately rushed to this world, ready to find someone to fight a few rounds with, to relieve his anger and improve his strength at the same time.

Who knew that he had an identity card and was randomly teleported to the indigenous people's territory. It was really bad luck.

In theory, if you have an identity card, you will be randomly teleported within the range of the battlefield. The chance of escaping from this range does exist, but it is very small.

Lanston didn't realize that this was related to his ID card, because his ID card was from when he had fourteen wings, but now he only had ten wings. The difference was quite big, so the teleportation array was not that accurate.

Yang Lan'er did not enter the battlefield directly at that time because of her special identity. She was obviously an Eastern cultivator, but she used a Western identity card. The aura was totally out of place, and the teleportation array immediately became arrogant.

Lanston was in a very bad mood. As soon as he appeared, he saw the Thunder Squad, which happened to be composed of all Eastern monks. He was also lucky enough to come across a fire elemental spirit stone. Lanston immediately had evil thoughts.

Who would have thought that such a small group of ants would be so difficult to deal with? Lanston got used to torturing them, and it seemed that he started to play with them when he saw their painful and desperate expressions.

Who would have thought that he would go astray and another powerful ant would pop up. It would be fine if he broke through in battle, but he even knew him? Lanston felt that this world was too mysterious. When he saw Yang Lan'er break through in battle, he was naturally jealous and resentful when he thought about when he didn't know when he would recover his strength.

However, Lanston felt very complicated when he heard that his opponent actually knew him.

Should he be happy that after all these years of recuperation, someone still remembered him and recognized him? Or should he be troubled by his continued decline? He was drunk to meet someone he knew even when he was just playing around. He felt as if the world had completely changed after years of seclusion. Lanston looked at Yang Lan'er warily, and his killing intent became even stronger.

Because Lanston felt that there was nothing wrong with his memory. In this space, he never had any friends among the Eastern monks, only enemies.

However, he couldn't remember where he had ever encountered an ant with such low strength.

No... Lanston suddenly discovered that Yang Lan'er did not have the aura of an ID card, and she appeared in the territory of the indigenous people. Could she be an indigenous person?

Lanston, who had never been to a battlefield, said that he was not familiar with any of the indigenous people.

Seeing that she was not wrong, Yang Lan'er couldn't help but chuckle: "Monkey poop is something very strange!"

She didn't even want to say what kind of weird monkey shit this was. "It seems like you're a forgetful person. Have you absorbed all that little sun? You're taking a long time to come here. What are you doing here?"

Lanston's expression was a little dull, and his brain had obviously been stuck for a long time. He stared at Yang Lan'er blankly, and it was rare that he didn't look very angry.

Yang Lan'er chuckled with a playful expression, and waved her hand. Immediately, many fireballs floated around her, rushing forward and backward, and shot towards Lanston like a machine gun.

All is fair in war, she also wants to play, she can't always let her opponent take advantage! Originally, Yang Lan'er didn't think that Lanston would be stupid because of this topic, but seeing the opportunity, she immediately took action.

The onlookers in this world were much more knowledgeable than those in Flori Continent. They were not surprised at all to see Yang Lan'er use two types of spells.

They were not surprised when they were told that it was two departments, or the whole department.

The talismans of the Eastern monks are basically perfect cross-system gadgets, just like elixirs. They are rare in the indigenous world, but that doesn’t mean they are unknown.

Lanston is worthy of being a war angel, with rich combat experience. The moment he reacted, he covered his whole body with his wings.

At this moment, Lanston had no time to feel bad about the feathers flying around. He just knew that something would go wrong when the fireball approached him.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Puff, puff, puff!”

Yang Lan'er's fireball machine gun hit the target perfectly, without missing a single one.

Although it seemed that there was no damage due to Lanston's defense, Lanston was knocked back and almost fell to the ground. His flaming red feathers fell off in large pieces, and he was about to lose his wings.

After finally getting through this wave, Lanston slowly moved his wings away, and his entire body turned completely dark.

His pupils were originally red, and now they were beautifully bloodshot, making Lanston look particularly seductive, and the raging rage in his eyes was almost materialized.

"Turns out it's you!" Lanston spoke each word with certainty. One could imagine how furious he was.

Yang Laner smiled and nodded. The meaning was self-evident. It was her. Is there anything wrong?

Lanston was provoked again and was obviously extremely angry. He suddenly shook and grew into a giant. His wings grew so big that they limited the entire valley.

After seeing Lulu's true form, Yang Lan'er knew that angels' original forms were actually quite large, but they rarely showed it.

The body shape remains roughly the same as that of a human, except that it has some more wings.

Yang Lan'er watched Lanston's transformation with curiosity, and felt that compared with Lulu's original size, there was still a big difference.

Looking up, Yang Lan'er was not afraid at all. Instead, she watched Lanston's wings, which were originally bald, become fluffy again. She felt itchy and wanted to pluck them all out...

"Why did you grow so big? Are you planning to crush me with your size or your weight?"