"Those two people... one is called Chen Xuan, the other is Liu Shuyue. Although they are powerful Wanderers, they don’t put on any airs with me, and are pretty easy to get along with," Elorie said candidly. "...Later, I searched with them in the abandoned city for something, like a barcode scanner, but I’m not really sure... After all, they seem to be hiding many secrets, and I felt embarrassed to ask them..."

Lin Qing was delighted!

She didn’t expect to find out about their whereabouts so easily!

Keeping the guests here was indeed the right choice.

In other words, the world the shop connects to at this moment is where Chen Xuan and Liu Shuyue are. If she weren’t completely unaware of the outside world, she would have rushed out the door to find them immediately.

However, outwardly, Lin Qing maintained a faint smile and continued listening to the customer’s words.

"...It wasn’t until I entered Second New Paris City that I realized more than a century had passed since the world I knew," Elorie said as she reminisced. She knew she didn’t need to be so detailed, but she wanted to speak—otherwise, it felt like a heavy stone in her heart, making it hard for her to breathe. Everyone in the palace was unfamiliar, and the duo of friendly Wanderers were no longer around. She had no one to confide in, which was why she left her bedroom late at night, wandering aimlessly.

"The Demons are gone, the Angels no longer exist... But a new enemy descended from the skies, destroying all of Europe. Perhaps other continents suffered devastating attacks too, but with global communication cut off, people here are unaware of the situations elsewhere."

Descended from the sky?

Lin Qing couldn’t help but think of the fallen Crystal Palace.

But considering their level of technology, they shouldn’t be able to create anything like the Crystal Palace, resembling a Space City. Theoretically, the Crystal Palace could continuously expand, marking it as humanity’s first mega structure in the Xingyu.

Wait a minute... Elorie’s world is strikingly similar to Jiang City’s world. Considering significant historical events happening simultaneously, could it be those nuclear missiles launched by environmental extremists?

"Was it a nuclear strike?" Lin Qing asked.

The other shook their head, "The attack came from the Moon. The enemy’s method of attack... was stones."

Elorie’s thoughts seemed to drift back to twelve hours ago...

...

"Do you want to know about the Angel Alliance? If so, get in the car," Raphael whispered in her ear.

Elorie was stunned; she didn’t expect to hear that name from him.

Everyone knew about the Angels, but the Angel Alliance was a secret society, very different from organizations like the Dimensional Limit Mechanism that openly advertised their Superpowers.

Of course, she wanted to know.

Being able to contact the Angel Alliance meant she’d have a powerful backing. Whether returning a favor to the two Wanderers or finding a passage back to the past, everything would be much more convenient.

After much consideration, Elorie decided to temporarily say goodbye to Chen Xuan and Liu Shuyue and board the bus again.

After another twenty minutes of driving, the vehicle stopped in front of a magnificent palace. She got off the bus and immediately saw the familiar Glass Pyramid on the palace square. Without a doubt, the palace and the surrounding scenery were modeled after the Louvre Palace. Not only was the architecture perfectly replicated, but even the pigeons hopping around the square remained, with someone feeding them, as less bright pigeons occasionally approached her feet.

Seeing this, Elorie was filled with emotion, realizing the above-ground city had already become desolate, while Second New Paris City had indeed been reborn underground.

"It’s really not an easy task to acclimate the birds to this environment," Raphael said with a smile. "They’re particularly sensitive and seem to know they’re far from the sky now."

"Were these pigeons trained?" she asked curiously.

"Training couldn’t change their nature; their genes have been modified so they can reproduce underground."

Elorie was taken aback, "Eh?"

"From a species viewpoint, they’re already a different animal from the pigeons outside... provided those wild birds aren’t extinct," Raphael patted her shoulder. "Come, our Governor is waiting to see you inside the Louvre Palace."

The Louvre Palace Elorie knew had gradually transformed from a royal palace into a comprehensive museum open to the public. However, history seemed to have spun full circle; Second New Paris City’s Louvre Palace had reverted from a museum back into a luxurious palace.

Whether for royals and nobles, she didn’t know, but the armed guards at the entrance signaled that it wouldn’t be opened to the public again.

After passing through several corridors and checkpoints, Elorie followed Raphael into a hall resembling a courtroom. One side of the hall had tiered seating, while the other featured a long table for the "judges."

The Angel’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

She almost suspected that a moment later, Raphael would push her to the empty seat at the long table and make her face interrogation by officials from New Paris City.

Fortunately, those seated behind the long table weren’t scowling at her.

The Governor, sitting in the main seat, even stood up and smiled kindly at Elorie, saying, "Don’t be afraid, child, come closer and let me have a good look at you."

"This is our Governor, Lady Nymph," Raphael said. "Go ahead, she’ll answer all your questions."

The Governor appeared to be around seventy or eighty years old, with completely white hair and a face full of wrinkles, yet she seemed quite spirited, her smile exuding a touch of warmth to Elorie.

The girl walked to the table, placing her hand in the Governor’s palm.

The Governor squeezed her hand gently, speaking with a face full of relief, "I never thought I’d see an awakened Angel after all these years; it’s truly a miracle crafted by God. May I ask first, child, where do you come from?"

"I... I don’t really know how to describe it," Elorie hesitated slightly. "I was chasing after Demons before, and the next second, I traveled here. I recognized the city above as somewhere I lived... though back then, it was still intact."

She skipped over her time in Jiang City.

"A well-preserved Paris City?" Nymph looked around, exchanging glances with her colleagues, before letting out a long sigh, "I see... Although the Angel Code did indeed mention this possibility, I never expected to witness it firsthand one day."

"The odds are tiny, but not zero," another person cheerfully clapped his hands. "Isn’t our long-standing persistence precisely in anticipation of such a miracle?"

"Time travel... truly incredible..."

"For Paris City to still be intact... that would have to be from at least the last century."

As they began to discuss among themselves, Elorie couldn’t help but ask, "Excuse me, where is the Angel Alliance now?"

The private chatter came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone glanced at her, and many covered their mouths to snicker.

"In the true sense, the Angel Alliance hasn’t existed for over a hundred years because, apart from you, there isn’t another Angel on this continent," Nymph examined her with a mix of emotions. "However, it hasn’t entirely disappeared, because Second New Paris City’s founders were from the Angel Alliance... ordinary people who devoted their lives to the Alliance and built this last bastion of humanity with their own hands."

"No Angels for over a hundred years..." Elorie was somewhat dizzy from the shocking news.

She could accept this as the future of her hometown, but it was hard to believe that Angels had become extinct.

"Indeed, ever since the Demons grouped together to assault the Treasure House of Wonders, many things were entirely transformed."

Demons grouping together... that also sounded incredible.

That bunch was purely scum motivated by profit, never passing up a chance to lie, cheat, or steal in order to satiate their thirst for souls. How could such degenerates possibly act together?

But what shocked Elorie more was the latter part of the sentence—the Treasure House of Wonders, reportedly the Angel Alliance’s greatest secret, was attacked. Even she knew nothing of its exact location, which must surely be heavily guarded. How could Demons have invaded it?

"Child, you should know... what the Angel Alliance usually guards, right?" Nymph asked softly.

Elorie certainly knew.

There was no need for a union to eliminate Demons; often Angels acted alone, so they could single-handedly enjoy the spoils of victory, turning the accumulated Power of the Soul from Demons into their own strength.

This organization birthed due to its inextricable link with the "Wonders."

The Wonders existed since the world’s dawn—they were even more ancient than Earth’s life forms. Some hid deep within the earth’s crust, while others were as readily available as flowers and grass. Systematic research into the Wonders started late, roughly after the electrical revolution, as without activation, a Wonder might merely appear as a common coin or an unremarkable stone. Even if someone inadvertently used them, history seldom recorded such instances.

And the key to activating them... was precisely the Power of the Soul, or what the Dimensional Limit Mechanism termed "ability."