However, Zhao Chen soon discovered the reason behind it.

He looked at the palace's pure white walls.

"You noticed it too, didn't you?"

This temple uses a rare mineral that has a magical effect, improving one's mental state.

"Everyone who approaches the temple feels a sense of exhilaration," Tilia explained, gazing at the temple's open doors with the eyes of a pilgrim.

So that's how it is. Zhao Chen really thought that the angel race might have some kind of faith bonus or something.

"Please wait a moment." Tilia asked Zhao Chen to stop and wait first.

She stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and placed her right hand on her chest: "Angel Guardian Tilia has been ordered to bring the Dragon Lord to a meeting."

"Enter."

A melodious female voice came from inside the palace.

Tilia stood up, turned to the side, and pointed her arm toward the door: "Please."

Zhao Chen walked into the palace, with Tilia following closely behind.

Enter the palace.

The entire palace is predominantly white, with occasional glimpses of gold patterns.

White beads, white walls, white angel statues.

And on the steps in the distance, there were three pure white thrones.

There were three thrones, two of which were empty, with only the middle throne occupied by a woman.

Zhao Chen looked at the woman sitting gracefully in the chair and was immediately captivated by her beauty.

This is the King of Angels, with a jade-like appearance, an otherworldly charm, and an ethereal grace. His pure white wings are folded, giving him an ethereal feel.

She wore a pure white gauze dress, without any embellishments, simple yet sacred.

It gives people an aura that inspires awe and respect, making them dare not harbor any disrespect.

In those eyes, Zhao Chen seemed to see a vast ocean of stars; he couldn't see through this woman at all.

"This is our Holy Angel Queen, Lady Angelia," Tilia whispered as she introduced Zhao Chen from behind.

"Aren't there three angel kings?" Zhao Chen looked at the two empty angel thrones.

At this point, he noticed that the three angelic thrones seemed somewhat different.

The difference lies in the texture on it.

The throne of Angelia, the Holy Angel Queen, is not clearly visible.

But Zhao Chen noticed that the other two thrones had a sword and shield carved on one throne and a scale on a book on the other.

Tilia didn't have time to explain.

Two beams of light descended from the sky, illuminating the two empty thrones.

Then two figures appeared.

Two angels, a male and a female, appeared on either side of Angelia, the Angel King.

"Greetings, Lord Wells, King of the Angels of War; Lord Renee, King of the Angels of Judgment." Tilia knelt on one knee, her words introducing the two men's identities.

It turned out to be a holographic projection.

That's true.

They don't know much about the JF-17 Thunder right now, and it's impossible for them to travel all this way to meet with Zhao Chen.

As the two angel kings sized up Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen was also looking at them.

The male angel sat on the throne of sword and shield, perfectly matching his title.

King of War Angels.

However, his appearance was very similar to that of a male angel, both possessing a soft beauty, rather than the majestic and warlike demeanor that Zhao Chen had imagined.

However, from his arrogant and cold eyes, Zhao Chen could tell that he was someone who had experienced many interstellar wars.

The female angel sat on the throne of books and scales.

The King of the Angels of Judgment seems to fit the bill.

Although she is also a female angel, she completely lacks the aura of Angelia, the Angel Queen.

Moreover, her eyes were covered by a layer of white gauze.

It gives people a mysterious feeling, but the aura is very weak.

If these three stood together, probably no one would believe that this was the King of Angels.

"Are you the Dragon Lord from that universe?" the King of War Angels asked directly.

"Yes."

"You want to form an alliance with us?" the King of War Angels said with a sneer.

"That's right."

The King of War Angels rested his chin on one hand, a slight, disdainful smile on his face: "You know what I mean?"

Throughout our great angelic history, we have never allied with any interstellar civilization or race.

They are only permitted to join our angel race.

"It's a pity that the history of your great angel race is now in jeopardy, and you are about to be completely destroyed by the demon race." Zhao Chen smiled and retorted without any politeness.

The King of War Angels was not as angry as one might expect. He laughed and said, "The situation of our angel race in the war against the demon race is indeed not optimistic."

But I've heard that you're also being threatened by the demon race.

I have a feeling that you've come here not to form an alliance with us, but to seek our protection!

He emphasized the word'shelter'.

Zhao Chen shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Since that's your opinion, it seems you have no interest in our proposed cooperation or alliance."

Since that's the case, there's no need for me to waste your time here any longer.

Goodbye.

After saying that, Zhao Chen turned around and walked out of the temple without any change in expression or demeanor.

But in reality, Zhao Chen was constantly shouting one sentence in his heart.

Call me quickly!

Call me back!

Why haven't you called me yet!

Because of system tasks.

In fact, Zhao Chen had no intention of leaving, but the other party gave him this show of force.

If Zhao Chen doesn't show his stance, he will be at a disadvantage in the following conversation.

"Wait." A soft female voice came, and it felt like a gentle breeze to Zhao Chen.

Without turning around, Zhao Chen was certain that the voice belonged to the Holy Angel King.

Zhao Chen stopped and turned around calmly, looking at the Holy Angel King sitting in the center of the throne: "Is there anything else?"

"Wells' words just now may have been a bit inappropriate, and I apologize on his behalf."

However, if we are really going to cooperate.

"We need to see the value of cooperation," the Holy Angel King said softly.

Zhao Chen looked at the King of War Angels, who remained silent, sitting there quietly.

"As far as I know."

The Demon race is currently putting a lot of pressure on you.

This resulted in the Angel race's frontline fleet losing an average of at least 100,000 interstellar warships per month.

Although the Angel race's own military industry is very powerful, it can only make up for half of the starship consumption gap each month.

Based on this situation, it will take less than six months.

The angel race will collapse completely.

After Zhao Chen finished speaking, none of the three angel kings interrupted him.

This proves that what Zhao Chen said is true.

"If I said that we, the JF-17, are willing to manufacture these interstellar warships for the Angel race..."

"The three of you, do you feel this is enough value? Let's establish an equal alliance."