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

"Long time no see, are you guys coming for a walk in the woods too?"

......

4) Black Forest Nursery Rhymes (Part 5) - 4k2- (2-in-1)

"We're not taking a stroll, we're hunting down the cult..."

Chloe looked around, her eyes sweeping over the bodies of the believers:

"I didn't expect you guys to already..."

The ground was littered with corpses of the cultists. Aurora's musket was very accurate, and not a single one was left alive.

"After all, they are all bad guys~" Aurora smiled beside her.

"You can use the power of shadow, but you don't seem like good people!" said the guerrilla.

"If you weren't a good person, you would have died just now," Xing Mo was speechless. "Why? Isn't it true?"

She watched as the two guerrillas' faces were gradually shrouded in gloom, as if they were about to draw their wands at any moment.

At this time, Chloe took the initiative to step forward and stopped her two companions:

"Ms. Jiedeti, please don't mind. Their fear of the power of shadow is not groundless."

"I'm all ears." Xing Mo nodded lightly.

Chloe cleared her throat and began to narrate:

"In our hometown...Fallu, in the early days of the war with the Empire, we were actually able to stand against the Imperial Army."

"But one day, a black plague swept through the army, killing countless soldiers in the trenches. They couldn't even raise their heads before being crushed by the imperial cavalry."

"The Falu army was the first to be equipped with muskets, but even so, we couldn't even defeat the cavalry inherited by the Empire from the Kingdom of Garo. Don't you find it strange?"

"The rumor out there is that King Falu was too greedy, most of the ammunition for his muskets was defective, and the logistical supplies couldn't keep up. This is why the Falu people suffered continuous defeats on the battlefield."

"No, that's not true," Chloe shook her head. "My father was indeed a tyrant, but he would never divert resources from the military."

"It was the power of the evil god in the hands of the imperialists that turned the tide of the battle, the very power you just used!"

After reading this paragraph, Xingmo's brain briefly stopped working, and then caught a key word:

"Your father?" Xing Mo frowned, "The king who was pushed to the guillotine..."

Chloe nodded and murmured solemnly:

"The name I've been promoting as Petit is a fake. Let me formally introduce myself..."

"My real name is Chloe August, heiress to the Kingdom of Falu."

"The Kite Wing Guerrillas are the last frontier of the Fallu people. Even if the parliament is rotten, we will not stop."

When she said this, Chloe's face was filled with unparalleled pride and a hint of worry.

Even in the shadows of the dark forest, those eyes flickered faintly, like a bonfire that would never go out in the dark night.

No wonder she is always so proud, even a little bit irritating...

I really didn't expect that, under normal circumstances, she would be an absolute big shot, right?

Such a big shot actually came to a dangerous place like Winter County with only two guerrillas?

"You came to Winter County just to trace the power of shadow?" Xing Mo asked.

"Yes, there is news that this is the source of the shadow power..."

Chloe looked at the wand in Xingmo's hand:

"So, can you tell me how you came to master that power?"

He sounds much nicer now, without that rebellious tone at the beginning...

Xing Mo nodded, played a string casually, and a dark string appeared in the air:

"On the train, while fighting the dragon-riding 'Puppeteer,' I touched the dark string he controlled and memorized the characteristics of his spiritual power."

"Giant dragon!?" the two guerrillas exclaimed at the same time.

"He uses that power to control the puppets?" Chloe seemed to understand. "The power of shadow actually has so many different powers..."

"In your hometown, how do they use this power?" Xing Mo asked.

Chloe's expression suddenly turned gloomy, as if she was recalling a lot of bad memories:

"Too many... Most of the time, black shadows spread like a plague, tearing open people's chests and devouring flesh and blood... Occasionally, a phantom-like black star rises above the battlefield, and anyone who sees it loses their mind, becoming a target for arbitrary destruction..."

Chloe spoke for a while, then suddenly started:

"Are you going to use the power of shadow..."

"Of course," Xingmo nodded with a smile, "This is a very interesting power."

She casually pinched out a ball of shadow, which immediately formed twisted tentacles along the back of her hand, with sharp heads like knives.

Tearing open the chest cavity...means materializing it, which is easy to understand.

And the black star that makes people lose their minds... is it the "collapse" of the natural authority of "Dark String"?

Xingmo thought about it roughly and decided to try it out soon.

Then she asked Chloe:

"To be honest, I'm here to investigate water pollution. Winter County is currently plagued by the shadow power you mentioned. As a doctor, of course I have to step forward."

Hearing Xingmo claiming to be a doctor, Chloe and the other two guerrillas exchanged glances, then looked at the corpses around them.

Is this what a doctor would do? Not a mourner?

"We... ahem, we rarely enter the city. We spend most of our time in the forest camp," Chloe suppressed her fear. "We are more familiar with the cult and the surrounding terrain."

"What do you mean?" Xing Mo raised his eyebrows.

"We can work together to wipe out the cult," Chloe said.

She stretched out her hand towards Xingmo, her eyes determined.

Well... since they've been scouting the forest for half a month, they should have gained something...

In that case, it seems there is nothing wrong with having an extra pair of eyes in the forest, right?

Thinking of this, Xingmo nodded and held Chloe's hand:

"Then, happy working together."

......

After reaching a cooperation, Chloe and her group continued to advance in the forest with Xingmo and Aurora, searching for the location of the underground river mouth.

As they walked, Chloe told Xingmo about some of the conditions in the forest:

"The hunters of the cult are very powerful. They are the actual controllers of the Black Forest, and most of the predators in the food chain have become their puppets."

"Under such circumstances, woodcutters from Wintershire rarely go deep into the forest. At least we haven't encountered many."

"Is there really no one in charge of Dongtian County?" Xing Mo muttered.

“As I said, I haven’t seen…”

Chloe shook her head.

"It's actually quite strange. The Winter County police force should be quite large, but they were completely unaware of what was happening in the forest..."

Didn't he realize it? Xingmo's mind suddenly flashed with the face of County Magistrate Jamila.

Why does it feel like... the county governor doesn't want the cult's poisoning to stop?

After all, as long as the poisoning continues, the Sheriff can keep selling her little magic powder...

While chatting, the group followed Xingmo to a cave.

Xing Mo looked at the pendulum in his hand, and after confirming it several times, he nodded to Chloe and said:

"This is it."

Chloe drew out her harmonica-like pistol, and the two guerrillas also drew out their wands and followed Xingmo inside.

The interior of the cave was filled with a dark aura, as if an evil creature had crawled there before. After walking in the cave for a long time, the sound of a trickling stream suddenly came from the distance.

"There's water," Xingmo tightened his inspiration a little, "Is it an underground river?"

"I smell the scent of an old acquaintance..." Aurora sniffed and raised her gun slightly.

After walking a little further, Xing Mo found that they had come to the edge of a small cliff, and in front of them was a huge underground cave.

Directly below the cave, an underground river flows by. Torches are scattered on both sides of the dark river, reflecting the figures in red robes.

The believers of the sect were repeatedly pouring black liquid into the underground river. On the side, dozens of believers were singing on a huge string formation. A black string was vibrating above the formation, emitting obscure notes.

They gathered in the caves and spread the plague.

"..."

Looking at the chaos below, Chloe clenched her fists tightly, her face slightly grim:

"We just kill them?"

"Close your eyes and wait for my signal." Xing Mo said lightly.

After saying that, she gathered her spiritual power and produced a black string in the air.

The three guerrillas looked at the hidden string in Xingmo's hand with fear, and dared not question it. They turned around and followed the path on the cliff of the cave to find an ambush position.

"Anything new?" Aurora was curious.

"Well, I have some ideas inspired by a story Chloe told me."

Xing Mo said, shaping the power of the dark string, using spirituality as a medium to touch the natural authority in the dark string that represents "collapse".

She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, they were filled with darkness.

If someone observed her with psychic vision, they would probably be able to see black fire burning on her body.

"Five-string magic," Xingmo murmured, "'Black Star'."

She clenched her fist tightly and twisted her wrist. A ball of wriggling darkness leaked out from her fist, revealing tiny dots of black light, dimming everything around it.

Then, Xingmo thrust this ball of darkness into the spirit world. Black stars flew rapidly in the spirit world, and soon emerged from the center of the believers and rose high into the sky.

"Buzzing—"

The black star instantly attracted everyone's attention, and the sanity in their eyes collapsed and tore into pieces after seeing the boundless darkness.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The believers covered their eyes, their souls were torn apart, and their spirituality flowed out of their seven orifices, which was manifested as blood.

The five-string magic, "Black Star", uses visual contact to directly inflict damage on the soul level, causing the victim's soul to enter a state of "collapse".

Soul tearing means the blockade of the string playing technique. When the enemies look directly at the black star, they are like lambs to be slaughtered.

After the black star hung in the air for five seconds, Xingmo snapped his fingers, causing the star to dissipate, and blew a whistle at the same time.

Her whistle sounded like a lark—it was a whistle for the Kite-Wing Guerrillas.

At the same time, she waved her wand and disappeared into the shadow of the cave, quickly sinking along the stone wall and then jumping out of the ground.

At this time, the believers closest to Xingmo had not yet regained consciousness.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she twisted her wrist, and her left hand was suddenly surrounded by darkness.

——Five-string magic, 『Black Armguard』.

She quickly rushed towards the believer, found the right distance and stabbed her wrist—

"boom--"

At this moment, the darkness in her hand condensed into a twisted sharp blade, piercing the throats of the cultists at the same time.

Blood gushed out and he was killed in one blow.

The moment Xing Mo met the believers' confused eyes, he closed his eyes and maintained a cold and indifferent expression on his face.

She doesn't like killing, but this is the only way to deal with people who take other people's lives.

She will not have mercy on sinners, for sinners have their proper place—