The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

Through a simple ritual, the second-string students could combine their powers to unleash the third-string's "Star Stream Vision" to form a simple barrier.

"Thompson, you lead them in the ceremony," Noble quickly ordered, "Ellie, you take Anka and Depson and stand back, ready to fight at any time."

"Then... who will activate the string magic array?" The boy named Thompson looked embarrassed.

"I'll go. I'll go alone."

After Nobo finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the center of the string magic circle:

"Hurry! Act now! We can't keep the boss waiting too long!"

The students immediately took action. Golden starlight poured out from the tops of their staffs and gathered at the door, forming a golden barrier.

The Imperials outside tried to push the door open, but were pushed back a few steps by the golden barrier and couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"Oh, Young Master, you can organize and plan? Do you think you can restart the string array?"

"You really won't come out? If I were you, I would definitely come out!"

"Your father fell at our hands! Hahahaha, do you have any nerve? Why don't you come out and help your good-for-nothing father get revenge?"

"..."

Nobo closed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart and walked to the center of the string magic circle.

He raised his wand, plucked three fire strings, and poured his spiritual power into the string formation beneath him.

If it were a father, what would he say...

Family? God? Yeah... my father's life was ruined by these two things...

Nobo opened his eyes, and a sun-like light flowed in his pupils.

The spiritual energy that originally required dozens of people was all drained away from him alone, which made his vision feel even darker.

As spiritual power flowed into the ground, a stream of solar fire swirled around him, making him look sacred and inviolable:

"I serve Saint Auros, the Angel of the Blazing Sun!" Nobo roared. "By the sun! I will never retreat!"

The students couldn't help but shed tears as they watched Nobo's solemn oath:

"Prefect, you are so handsome."

At the door, the Imperials were repeatedly attacking the door, and cracks were gradually appearing in the "Star Stream Vision". The students were almost unable to hold on.

Nobo burned all his spiritual power, stood firm on his feet, and roared:

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Spiritual power quickly entered the string magic circle on the ground, outlining its outline bit by bit until it was full.

Finally, the string array was filled—

"Buzzing—"

Screams were heard outside the door. The moment the defensive string array was activated, all invaders inside Nefera Beta would be imprisoned.

"Success! I succeeded!"

Nobo turned around and faced everyone proudly:

"See? I am..."

Before he could finish his words, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

Before falling into coma, Nuobo recalled Xingsheng's fiery eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Boss... My mission... is complete...

But...can't you just let me...show off to the end...

As Nobo thought about this, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Prefect!!!"

......

"Om-"

In Merlin Square, colorful rays of light emerged from the ground and flew into the sky like counter-flowing rain.

Xing Mo looked up and saw that the "Song of Death" in the air were imprisoned almost at the same time. The colorful light eroded their bodies, and distorted screams echoed over the square.

Did that young master succeed? Great... It turns out that having a younger brother is useful...

Xing Mo didn't hesitate any longer. While "Song of Death" was imprisoned by the defensive string formation, she ran across the square and ran towards the giant tree in the center of the square.

As he ran, Xingmo saw two familiar figures - Professor Ling and Professor Renault lying on the ground, unconscious.

"professor!"

Xingmo bent down and quickly checked the condition of the two people: their vital signs were still there, but they had no strength.

At this time, Professor Ling opened his eyes with difficulty and stretched out a hand towards Xingmo:

"Xingsheng... run... quickly..."

"What on earth happened?" Xingmo held Ling's hand, "You..."

"Lucius is crazy," Ling's voice was hoarse, "What he wants to take away is not our lives...but our souls..."

Soul...? Xingmo suddenly raised her head and was shocked to find countless golden points of light hanging from the "Tree of Life" rising from the center of the square.

Different golden points of light were flying out from all over Nefera Beta and heading towards the branches of the tree.

The sounds of resistance from all around the square were growing weaker and weaker, and countless souls were being ripped away and flying into the sky.

"Run away...it's...irreversible..." Professor Ling coughed up a little blood, "Only Merlin...Merlin can..."

Before she could finish, she closed her eyes, fell unconscious to the ground, and did not move.

"..."

Xingmo stood up, facing the giant tree in front of him, and his hand holding the wand became tighter and tighter.

Facing the towering tree, sparks ignited in the depths of her emerald pupils.

So many souls...so many lives...

What could be worth such a price?

Xing Mo took a deep breath and continued to move forward, soon arriving at the center of the square.

She immediately saw the man standing in front of the Tree of Life—his back was facing her, his black windbreaker fluttering in the wind, and green light converged on him through the string magic circle on the ground.

Xingmo had seen that back figure countless times and it was impossible for her to mistake it.

At this moment, even the last bit of luck was shattered.

Xing Mo closed his eyes, suppressed the grief in his heart, and then shouted:

"tutor!"

Hearing her roar, Lucius turned his head, and a pale green light flashed in the depths of his lake blue eyes.

The moment he saw Xingmo, he smiled:

"Xiaomo, are you here to witness this moment with me? To witness Miriam's return?"

"Stop the ceremony!" Xingmo shouted, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"What am I doing? I'm saving my daughter..."

Lucius still maintained a smile on his face:

"Milliam used her life to protect the soul of the entire Academy. Now, why not use the soul of the entire Academy to exchange for her life?"

"Once the soul dissipates, it can never be reunited! You've been bewitched!" Xing Mo looked at the black air emerging from Lucius's back, and the pain in her heart became even worse. "Stop... This will not bring any results..."

Lucius was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly:

"Xiao Mo, remember what you asked me before? You asked me if the starry sky was fake, and if the goddess was really watching us."

Lucius raised his head and looked at the night sky obscured by the giant tree. His expression suddenly became calm.

"I told you before that I saw that stone slab in the tribe's cave and saw the starry sky before it was so-called obscured."

"What I want to tell you is that the stone tablet is real, the starry sky is indeed false, and the goddess is indeed not watching us."

Lucius lowered his head and looked directly at Xingmo, the green light in his eyes becoming even more intense:

"The locals call that stone tablet the 'Slate of Truth.' It's engraved with hundreds of lines of words from the era before the Age of Gods, recording the truth."

"What's the truth?" Xing Mo shouted.

"You and I are just caged birds."

Lucius opened his arms, and the whistling wind blew his windbreaker up, and light green feathers of light emerged from his outline:

"The soul never dissipates, it just hangs in the sky, turning into the eyes that look at you and me."

"The dead never pass away, but become slaves, watching over the caged earth for their former masters."

"In this case, the soul can be recalled, but..."

"...only God can do that, and it requires a sacrifice."

"..."

After listening to Lucius's words, Xing Mo murmured:

"So, the real reason you want the Angel's Tears is to strip Aurora of her godhood and transfer it to yourself?"

"This is the only way." Lucius said.

"No! Miriam wouldn't want to be resurrected in this form!" Xingmo shouted.

"Milliam is dead!" Lucius suddenly roared, "I don't know what she's thinking, because she will never speak to me again..."

The spiritual pressure exploded, and Xingmo couldn't help but take two steps back and subconsciously raised his wand.

But that ferocity disappeared the next second. Lucius looked at Xingmo gently, as if he had hidden all his ferocity in the depths of his lake blue eyes.

"This is the stupid thing we do for love."

Lucius smiled faintly, and he seemed to have turned back into the slightly decadent middle-aged professor who sat behind his desk piled with documents every day, smiling as he poured tea for Xingmo who pushed the door open.

The next second, a cold light flashed in his lake blue eyes:

"Xiaomo, leave here, this is your only chance."

"No," Xingmo shook her head painfully, "I can't do it."

"That means you chose that evil god."

Lucius sighed, then drew out his wand and pointed it at Xingmo:

"You are my favorite student. I will not leave you in pain."

"Teacher!" Xing Mo shouted.

The next second, two golden rays of light collided in the air and exploded—

"boom--"

The enormous pressure directly blew Xing Mo back two steps. As soon as she stood firm, she saw Lucius walking towards her from the center of the altar, his black windbreaker fluttering.

"Miriam protected the entire Citadel, yet the entire Citadel stood by and watched her death with indifference."

Lucius spoke, strumming the strings continuously, and the "Quetzalcoatl Thunder Blade" gathered around him.

"There was no proper recognition, no proper commemoration, only a small grave."

"Do you know what Isabella said to me that night?"

"She said this matter must be suppressed, otherwise it would cause panic among the citizens."

A ferocious look flashed across Lucius's face. He waved his hand, and the lightning blade flew towards Xingmo—

"Boom boom boom——"

Xingmo rolled to avoid the lightning blade, and quickly stuck his magic wand into the ground, creating a "star stream vision" to resist and capture the lightning snakes flying around.

The power of the golden thunder came through the barrier, and Xing Mo felt a tingling sensation, but it was nothing serious.

She grasped the wand with both hands, and the six strings lit up around her—

——『Authority of the Flame Spirit』