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

Aurora clearly understood Xingmo's thoughts immediately. She blinked and said:

"As long as you can figure out how to stay away from the holy objects of the Sun Realm, your Divine Bone Sword will be able to release similar power."

"It seems this plan is feasible... diverting the trouble eastward... No, diverting the trouble northward..."

Xing Mo smiled slightly, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom:

"In that case, we should contact the brave guerrillas."

"First, we have to see if our candidate can defeat a real dragon!"

......

In the camp at the edge of the Black Forest, Xing Mo took a photo handed to her by Chloe and looked at it:

"We did see monsters... and there were many of them..."

Xing Mo looked at the content of the photo: it was a series of black shadows flying through the jungle, blurry, but their limbs could be vaguely distinguished.

"Wow, that's amazing..." Xingmo exclaimed.

"What's so great about it? These are all disasters," Chloe's face darkened. "If we stop here, our investigation won't be able to proceed."

Xing Mo looked up, saw Chloe's embarrassed look, and said something clear:

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"you..."

Chloe choked. She looked at Xingmo angrily, then suddenly deflated like a deflated balloon.

"Yes... There are more and more dark shadows in the forest. We don't have much room to hunt. We can only go to the town every few days to replenish food..."

It's really pitiful... Xingmo handed the backpack behind her to Chloe:

"I guessed it a long time ago. Here, give it to you."

Chloe took the backpack, opened it, and found that it was full of things like canned meat and canned fruit.

"Miss Jiediti..." Chloe's eyes were a little moist, and she couldn't do anything to Xingmo.

"Don't be like that. Aren't you a partner here?" Xing Mo smiled. "Thank you for your hard work."

Chloe took a breath, quickly controlled her emotions, and her tone returned to its previous elegance:

"Of course it's been hard work. During this time, we've wiped out four or five cult strongholds, eliminating the possibility of them poisoning Winter County again."

"At the same time, through interrogation, we found out who their current leader is."

"That guy's called... 'Puppeteer'."

"That's the guy we met on the train," Xingmo said calmly, "He should have just arrived in Winter County recently, just like us."

"You mean...?" Chloe frowned slightly.

Then, Xingmo briefly told Chloe about the birthplace of the "Red Moon Cult" - the primeval forest at the junction of Messina and Academi.

"Based on the current situation, Winter County's actions are an expansion," Xingmo said, "In short, they must be stopped."

After saying that, Xingmo walked to the edge of the camp and looked towards the dark forest:

"You've calculated the location of their base camp before, right?"

"Yes, over here."

Chloe took out a map and roughly pointed out the location to Xingmo.

After confirming the location, Xingmo found a place to sit in the camp and closed his eyes:

"I gonna go see."

When she opened her eyes again, Xingmo was once again controlling the cute little squirrel, jumping among the dense bushes.

As we went deeper into the forest, a black aura gradually filled the air, and everything in the forest was shrouded in shadow.

An invisible force is influencing this land... a force similar to the power of nightmare...

The little squirrel Xingmo jumped nimbly on the branches, looking for traces of the cultists.

Soon, she saw a sheep skull hanging upside down on the branch in front of her.

Ghostly blue flames burned in the skull's eye sockets, emanating black spirituality around it, affecting the air in the forest.

This is some kind of identification mechanism... that prevents spiritual beings from entering... and getting lost...

But what does this have to do with the little squirrel?

The little squirrel jumped over the sheep skull and continued to move deeper.

As we went deeper, more and more skeletons were found hanging on the branches - most of them belonged to domestic animals such as cattle and sheep, and a very few had human postures, but they were very hunched.

At the same time, believers in red robes appeared in the woods. They were heading towards the center of the woods, as if they were going to participate in some kind of ceremony.

Xing Mo then followed them, and after another ten minutes of trekking through the woods, a clearing suddenly appeared in front of them.

In the center of the clearing, an altar made of piled stones stood tall. Sacrificial stone pillars, unevenly distributed like a star disk, were scattered around the clearing, and dark blue flames illuminated the darkness.

And on the altar, Xing Mo saw a huge figure.

"...!"

When their eyes made contact, Xing Mo heard the little squirrel making a "squeaking" sound. The instinct deep in the animal's genes was activated, and even though it was a puppet, it trembled at this moment.

Because, the one sitting on the altar is a giant.

Even when just sitting, he seemed to be about five meters tall, with a mold-like appearance covered on his blue-gray skin. The muscles on his thick arms were as clearly defined as rocks. Fangs were bared on his ferocious face, and his pupils were as red as blood.

He was wearing shackles and chains, and faint runes were shining on the shackles, obviously the product of some kind of string magic.

The giant, like a gigantic ape, sits on the altar like a god...

Wait...could it be that the monkey god in the Winter County Church...is him?

In that case, those statues in the Wintershire church...

...Could it be that it was prepared for this moment!

"..."

Even though Xingmo couldn't completely synchronize with the little squirrel, she could feel the little animal's body gradually collapsing.

Giants are mythical creatures that cannot be stared at for long by mortals.

Not to mention that the giant in front of him is a giant that has been eroded by the curse of the evil god...

A powerful giant corrupted by a curse... Is this the weapon the Cult of the Red Moon intends to use to defeat the dragon and flatten Winter County?

Xing Mo was thinking this when all the people around the altar suddenly started praying.

As he prayed, a huge gravitational force seemed to descend from the sky, causing the chains on the giant to vibrate with a clanging sound.

Xing Mo was very familiar with that power—it was the power of faith!

Without thinking any more, Xingmo controlled the little squirrel to return.

"...!"

After disconnecting, Xingmo immediately stood up and called out to Aurora, who was waiting not far away:

"Aurora, we should go back."

"So anxious? What did you see?" Chloe stepped forward.

"Those cultists are using the 'Ape God' statue in the cathedral to give a puppet giant the 'power of faith,'" Xingmo explained quickly. "You might not understand the terms here, but I'll explain them to you later. Now we have to go."

Since the power of faith came from the sky, it meant that someone in the Winter County Church was praying to it.

As long as we catch that person, we will know the entire plan of the Red Moon Cult!

"Then let's go."

Aurora walked to Xingmo's side, grabbed Xingmo's little hand, and interlocked their fingers.

Then, the girl casually split a red crack and disappeared with the star foam.

"..."

Watching Dr. Jadeti and her mysterious assistant disappear in ways that ordinary people could not understand, Chloe found that she had become accustomed to it.

What is the least like thing about this doctor? She is the least like a doctor...

......

4) Black Forest Nursery Rhymes (Part 12) - 4k - (2-in-1)

After the rift opened, Xingmo and Aurora stepped onto the solid red brick roof together and looked at the Winter County Church not far away.

"The last time we checked the power of faith, we overlooked one thing."

Xing Mo said this, looking at the square below, searching for clues there.

"That is, the power of faith can be transferred."

"I'm very familiar with this." Aurora smiled.

Xing Mo nodded and continued:

"So, if someone wants to transfer the prayers received by the gods who govern the forest to a certain being through the power of the red moon, it is completely possible."

"Remember the Wolf God and the Ape God we saw last time? They are the gods believed in by Qiaofu, who has worked in the forest for a long time. They are said to be the gods in charge of the forest."

"Chloe said that after the sect's influence expanded in the forest, all the woodcutters dared not go deep into the forest to cut wood."

"Less work means less income, and with that income being cut, guess who those woodcutters are going to pray to?"

"The Wolf God and the Ape God..." Aurora understood. "But those prayers are useless. After all, even if that giant puppet possesses an affinity for the Earth String, it's unlikely to be the target of prayers. He's not worthy."

"So, they rely on a middleman, maybe the Red Moon, or maybe the Invisible Mist. That evil god helps them transfer those powers to the giants." Xing Mo said.

"In other words, they relied on the woodcutters' prayers to create a puppet giant with great power..."

Aurora muttered, looking a bit too happy.

Xingmo understood very well that Aurora had always disliked the practice of gaining power through deprivation and seizure.

Even the so-called "evil gods" cannot stand this kind of thing.

"We didn't notice this last time because we interrupted their operation."

That’s right, today is Thursday, the day when cultists send money to the church.

Last time, the messenger who delivered the money was scared away by Xingmo.

Now it seems that in addition to giving money, they will also guide the power of faith in the church on this day to shape the monster in the forest.

"That giant puppet might be very powerful. I estimate it to be at least a saint. With the power of nightmare, it might even reach the level of a demigod," Aurora said.

"It's okay, we'll find out soon enough."

Xingmo said, nodding towards Aurora, and the two of them jumped down from the roof together and walked towards the cathedral.

As soon as he entered the cathedral, Xing Mo looked directly at the thrones of the Wolf God and the Ape God.

I was inconspicuous, but he saw two ordinary-looking people standing in front of the altar, holding incense burners and praying devoutly.

Xing Mo opened the tree's vision and saw at a glance the ethereal and sharp force rolling into the incense burner like clouds and smoke, and then rushing towards the Red Moon God's seat opposite.

Around them, countless people who looked like woodcutters and farmers were praying. The cold wind made their bodies extremely hunched, as if a huge force had bent their backs. Their faces were covered with wrinkles, and their eyelids were almost slits due to the cold wind.

"The only thing that can devour darkness is deeper darkness."

Xingmo murmured, drew out her wand, and gracefully played a dance of the night:

"'Midnight Theater'."

The dark strings blossomed, and in an instant, the entire interior of the church flashed with crisscrossing black threads - those were strings infected by shadows.

The two people standing in front of the shrine suddenly jerked their bodies, turned their heads, and looked at Xing Mo standing at the door in astonishment.

"you..."

Before one of them could open his mouth, a crackling sound came from his throat.

Black threads blossomed around his body, making him look like prey on a spider web—

——He was puppeted by Dark String!