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

But to everyone's surprise, the light was not golden, but light green.

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Alice took two steps forward, cleared her throat, and said:

"People of the North City, I know you yearn for faith and long to find solace in the arms of the gods."

"But not long ago, we experienced a catastrophe—yes, all of you experienced that event. We were briefly hypnotized, and when we woke up, the streets were filled with the violence of the Golden People."

"The Citadel officials didn't tell you the answer, did they? A very small number of people who were in the mountains outside Akademi that day may have seen green and golden lights coming from the direction of the Citadel, but they were unable to know the details."

"That confuses you, doesn't it?"

People nodded silently, and as Alice spoke, more and more people gathered towards the church door with focused expressions.

People are hungry for answers.

Xingmo sat next to the dessert shop, sipping a cup of sweet iced tea.

It seemed that the person responsible for the explanation was Aurora. I heard her rehearsing something over and over again late at night, but I had no idea what she meant.

I want to see how you explain it...Xingmo became excited.

"..."

At the church door, Alice took a step back and looked at Aurora beside her:

"This young lady was once a nun at the Cathedral of St. Auros. That night, she had the honor of witnessing the truth."

"Yes," Aurora nodded, "I witnessed the truth."

"Then please tell everyone the truth," said Alice.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Aurora, and faint prayers could be heard from the crowd.

"..."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Aurora looked around in a formal manner, then cleared her throat solemnly.

Then she spoke:

"The evil god is invading."

"Archangel Saint Auros came forward to meet the attack."

"Then, he and the evil god..."

“…exploded.”

"..."

The last two words seemed to carry some kind of magic, echoing above the crowd.

Exploded... People kept repeating this word... The Archangel and the Evil God exploded...

"Puff..." Xingmo covered her mouth and almost spit out the sweet iced tea in her mouth.

What the hell is "exploded"? You told people that the Archangel and the Evil God exploded? Did anyone reply?

As Xing Mo's thought came out, someone in the crowd suddenly realized:

"I knew it! That magic! It must have been cast by the Archangel!"

The one who shouted was a little newspaper boy. He looked at the newspaper in his hand with ecstasy, and then threw it into the air.

People grabbed newspapers from the air and read them eagerly. If there were not enough, three or four people would read one.

Xingmo waved her wand and manipulated a newspaper to fly into her hands.

She quickly scanned the newspaper and soon found a piece of news in the corner:

A photographer in Academi that night happened to capture a brief moment in the Citadel—a huge pillar of red fire shot straight into the sky.

Isn't that the 'Remnant of Fire' that I released? Xingmo muttered.

Yes... From this cameraman's perspective, the "Tree of Life" and the "Invisible Mist" cannot be seen... one is too short, and the other is too tall and just a flat surface.

But the pillar of fire can be seen.

This is how it's made up? Xingmo stuck out her tongue, and then she heard Aurora continue:

"That night, the Imperials summoned an evil god, intent on devouring our lives!"

"The great Fiery Sun Angel descended from the sky and engaged in a fierce battle with the evil god, but was ultimately defeated!"

She took a deep breath, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked pitiful.

"And then...then the angel...exploded..."

"Did it really explode?" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Yes, it really exploded..." Aurora covered her eyes. "After the explosion, the evil god was repelled, and the angel turned into a tree... It turns out that he is the 'Tree of Life' that has been secretly protecting us all this time!"

Is this true...? Xingmo's eyes widened.

The people in the square once again showed expressions of sudden enlightenment - it makes sense. When the "Steam Man" came to the "St. Auros Square" before, wasn't it that tree that appeared out of thin air and saved the people in the northern city?

"Now, the Archangel has fallen into a deep sleep," Aurora wiped the tears from her eyes. "As believers, all we can do is pray for him... The power of faith will surely awaken him..."

"However, since His divinity was destroyed in the explosion, we now need to call Him by a different name..."

Aurora said this, took a deep breath, and chanted seriously:

“He is the tree of life, the cradle of all creation.”

“He is the origin, the bud, the seed of truth.”

"He is the Lord of Dreams, the Taker, and the Mother of Disasters."

"..."

People silently chanted the honorific name of the "Tree of Life". No one seemed to care why it was the "Mother of Disasters". It seemed normal for the authority of the gods to contain some bad elements.

At the same time, Xingmo noticed that not everyone believed this statement. Some people cast questioning glances at Aurora, but because there were too many people present, they did not speak rashly.

It seemed like I really convinced her...this little girl...Xing Mo rubbed his forehead helplessly.

In this case, this church should be renamed "Holy Tree Church", right?

This is really...reasonable...

At this time, a faint whisper came from Xing Mo's side:

"She's cute, isn't she?"

Xingmo turned her head suddenly and was surprised to find that Miss Perlis had sat next to her without her knowing when, also holding a cup of sweet iced tea in her hand.

"Ms. Manager!" Xing Mo suppressed her joy, "How are you..."

"Long time no see," Perlis smiled faintly, "I've been a bit busy recently."

1) Coffee Pudding (Part 4) - 4k - (2-in-1)

A bit busy? Looking at the dignified girl in front of him, wearing a white shirt and a black skirt, with white hair like snow, Xing Mo did not see any signs of fatigue on her.

It feels like being on vacation.

"Thank you for your help with what happened before," Xingmo lowered her voice, "Thanks to you..."

"Don't be so polite," Perlis said calmly, taking a sip of her sweet iced tea. "Things at the god level should stay at the god level."

"So, you are also..."

"I'm a girl who runs a cafe." Pearlis replied.

Again.

Xing Mo sighed and immediately changed the subject:

"I see the moon, a red moon..."

"Oh?" Perlis glanced sideways, "I'm not crazy..."

"Has there ever been a case of someone going crazy?" Xing Mo was curious. "I mean, most people can't see the red moon, right?"

"Of course," Perlis's gaze returned to the church entrance. "After all, the red moon is always hanging there, so there will always be a time when it is accidentally exposed."

Exposed... Does this mean that this "disguise" is actually the will of Hongyue herself?

Xingmo wanted to ask more, but Perlis seemed to see through her thoughts and shook her head:

"Your level cannot go any deeper. In fact, if you just stare at the moon long enough, you will know something."

"But to reach this level, you need at least the power of a demigod."

"This sounds difficult..." Xingmo sighed again.

"Demigod" is the highest level that humans can reach. For most people, this word means a strong person like Principal Merlin.

For wizards, this word means madness - when reaching demigod, at least half of the human soul has the characteristics of mythical creatures, which puts the human mind in an extremely unstable state.

Many powerful "saints" fell into madness when trying to ascend to "demigods", and eventually their souls dissipated.

"..."

As if she had noticed Xingmo's concerns, Perlis said lightly:

"It doesn't matter. To you, becoming a demigod is just a step you can easily cross."

"For me?" Xing Mo was surprised. "Am I...special?"

As for his own uniqueness, Xing Mo could only think of the golden full moon, and he didn't know anything more.

To her surprise, Miss Perlis shook her head:

"I don't know, but there's something different about you."

"What do you mean?" Xing Mo asked.

Pearlis didn't answer, but shook the sweet iced tea in her hand - she had already finished it.

Xing Mo stood up sensibly and shouted to the stall owner:

"Boss, another glass of sweet iced tea!"

When the sweet iced tea arrived, Xingmo respectfully handed the cup to Perlis, her eyes full of curiosity.

Perlis took the sweet iced tea, smiled faintly, and continued:

"The half that separated from you is another soul. Originally, you were in a state of dual souls, yet you maintained a relatively stable personality for eighteen years."

"The separated half of the soul, according to my guess, has at least the power of an angel. What's surprising is that for so many years, that soul has been suppressed by you, and its personality has been dominated by you."

"So, I think you are special."

After listening to what Perlis said, Xingmo's mouth opened slightly and ripples appeared in her heart.

The half that was separated...is at least at the Angel level?

That's the inhuman stage...

"Angels" represent the tenth to thirteenth string levels, and should be second only to the holy angels who are the goddess's followers.

This kind of existence has only been recorded in history. For example, the ancient Messina Kingdom once had a "Dark Elf King" who attempted to become an angel, and the giant ruins in the deep mountains of Falu seem to have the remains of angel-level string magic.

One thing is certain: there are no angels on earth in this world.

And the other soul that was once contained in Xingmo's body... was actually an existence of that level?

The golden full moon inside me...what exactly is it?

Is this some kind of mark of the "Star Sea Goddess"?

The other half of the soul is a pale blue star... I always feel like it's related to the "Dark Moon Dragon"...

Suddenly, Xingmo had a terrible guess:

"That half of the soul...won't be resurrected?"

"Who knows," Perlis shrugged. "Before the change, I could have investigated, but not now."

"why?"

"During the incident you call 'October Rain,' my interference with this world reached a critical point," Perlis said calmly. "According to your current understanding, um... that red moon is interfering with my projection."

As she spoke, Perlis looked at her fair and slender five fingers and clenched them in the air.

"In order to ensure that the projection isn't completely interfered with, we have to keep a low profile for a while."