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

The two guards were stunned. They turned to look at Yuwen, who was kneeling on the ground. They watched him crawl forward a few steps with difficulty, and then -

There was a "pop".

He bowed to Aurora.

Xingmo: (?Д?≡?д?)!?

Aurora: (???)~

Why such a great gift!!!

"I'm sorry... I didn't recognize you..." Yuwen raised his head, his only remaining eye bleeding. "Great angel... why didn't you say hello in advance... so that the younger generation could at least treat you well..."

"You didn't even give me a chance..." Xing Mo's mouth twitched.

Hearing her voice, Yu Wen trembled again:

"Forgive...Forgive me for overstepping my bounds...I haven't left the Black Forest for a hundred years...I never knew there were angels walking on earth..."

Juve's tone was low, devoid of the dignity of an elder, and he sounded more like a follower of a predecessor.

Looking at his pious appearance, Xing Mo was only worried about one thing——

——Don’t blind your only remaining eye!

"Say something quickly." Xingmo tugged at the corner of Aurora's clothes.

"Oh."

Aurora cleared her throat and put on a detached, ethereal look.

"Flat body."

Xing Mo: “….”

You're the Emperor!? This is the elves' territory, no matter what! You should at least...

"Thank... Thank God for the grace..." Yuwen trembled, then climbed up with a pious expression of being blessed on his face.

Okay... you're quite useful...

Xing Mo was speechless at the farce before her eyes. Before Aurora could speak again, she immediately interrupted:

"So, where is the patient? Take us there."

"You...are you willing to help us?" Yuwen opened his mouth slightly. A guard was beside him wiping the blood from his eyes with a handkerchief.

"With your... care, I'm sure she will be able to survive this catastrophe..."

As he spoke, he actually started to cry a little, leaving Xingmo speechless.

Then, the old elf took Xingmo and Aurora into the tree house.

Curtains made of thin silver chains hang from the ceiling, making a calming "jingle-jingle" sound when they are drawn aside.

Passing through the curtain, what comes into view is a small and exquisite tree house, which is fully equipped, with a simple and elegant style and an elf style.

Xing Mo was not interested in these things. When her eyes fell on the room, she noticed a familiar atmosphere at first sight.

The breath came from the bed - an elf girl was lying there with a painful look on her face.

And around her, a black and red aura was entwined.

That was clearly the aura of "Nightmare", and it was even more powerful!

6) Storm Performer (Part 6) -4k- (2-in-1)

How could such a powerful nightmare spread here?

I thought Winter County was the only infected area...

Besides, the local "Red Moon Cult" should have been dealt with by now.

So what's going on now? Where did this elf lady's nightmare come from?

"When did she become ill?"

Xingmo sat down beside the elf's bed, and at the same time took out a bottle of "Flower Language" from her pocket and opened the bottle.

"Yes... a week ago, the doctors in our tribe tried, but there was no way to remove the miasma in her body... It was the projection of some powerful will into the real world, a power from the forbidden realm..."

There was a hint of fear on Juventus' face, completely losing his elf-like pride:

"Can you...can you save her?"

"Um..."

Xingmo and Aurora looked at each other. The latter nodded, held the elf lady's hand, and closed her eyes.

"Do you have any food here?" Xing Mo turned around.

"Eat...food?" Yuwen was stunned. "Uh...there are a lot of mushrooms stored in the kitchen...and some beef..."

"Bring some," Xingmo waved her hand, "It doesn't need to be too much."

"Okay... no problem..."

Yuwen turned around and gave some instructions to the elf guards behind him. The handsome elves immediately ran out of the door and jumped down from the edge of the tree house.

"May I ask a question?" Yuwen approached Xingmo cautiously, "What are those foods used for?"

Could it be that... it is to be offered as a sacrifice to the great being in the dream?

Juventus inexplicably imagined a scene: in the center of an altar painted with livestock blood, an angel prayed, asking the ancient gods to accept the tribute and forgive the nightmare-haunted girl.

Even angels are so great that they cannot compete with the ancient gods outside of that world?

Looking at Yuwen's cautious look, Xingmo smiled slightly:

"Of course, I eat."

Yuwen: “…?”

Did he really eat it? Juve seemed petrified.

"She'll be very hungry when she wakes up later," Xingmo said seriously, "She needs to eat well after staying in bed for too long."

"Is...is that so?" Juventus felt like something was wrong.

At this moment, Aurora opened her eyes and reached out to pinch Xingmo:

"Little Saint, come and take a look."

Xingmo nodded, then held Aurora's hand and closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in a pitch-black space.

A slight smell of rust came from not far away. Xing Mo looked up and saw a huge figure lying in the center of the black space, with black liquid gushing out of his body like a fountain.

It was a nightmare.

And it's a huge nightmare.

"There aren't any in Winter County this big, right?" Aurora pointed at the monster's ugly head. "Look, it's deformed."

"It's already crooked," Xingmo covered her nose, "Is it difficult to deal with?"

"You took my blows three times." Aurora said sullenly.

"That's a bit difficult for you..."

Xing Mo frowned. This was getting even weirder. Not only had the nightmare spread outside of Winter County, but it was also getting stronger?

"Let's ask this young lady after she wakes up," Xing Mo clapped her hands, "just check the source of the infection."

How bizarre... I never thought I'd encounter something like this just by taking a walk in the forest.

Aurora nodded, then reached out and crushed the dream.

After returning to reality, Xingmo opened the bottle containing "Flower Language" and fed it to Miss Elf.

She activated the tree vision and roughly checked the elf lady's soul - there was not much damage.

As expected of an elf... Even though it was parasitized by such a powerful nightmare, the damage it suffered was only this little.

In this case...she will wake up soon, right?

Thinking of this, Xingmo put the bottle away and gave Aurora a look.

Aurora suddenly understood. She stretched out her hand, and a faint green light flowed out from her fingertips and poured into the girl's body.

Looking at the green lights, Juventus' lips trembled.

He seemed to be struggling mentally for a long time before he whispered:

"Great...great 'Angel of Knowledge', what brought you back to the mortal world, and what brought you back to this...small and exquisite form?"

"This is not something you should know." Aurora responded calmly.

"Sorry..." Yuwen lowered his head.

This little guy's on-the-spot reaction is really good... Xingmo gave Aurora an affirmative look, and then pretended to focus his attention on the elf lady.

From the fact that the old elf used the name of "Knowing Angel" to lure people into dreams, it can be seen that His authority is most likely also in the area of ​​"dreams".

It just happened to coincide with Aurora.

Combined with the living properties displayed by the vines before, Xing Mo can be sure that the "Angel of Knowledge" even has some authority over "life".

This is quite surprising.

Since the Angel of Knowledge does not have many followers within the Citadel, and the Star Sea Canon's record of Him is very vague, there has been no definitive conclusion regarding His authority.

Now it seems that it should be something like "dream" or "life".

Why does she look so much like Aurora?

Something is wrong... Xing Mo muttered, thought for a moment, then turned to Yuwen and said:

"The Lord's grace still favors you, so please don't ask too much. Or do you feel that... His grace has diminished recently?"

When saying this, Xingmo used the mark on the back of his hand to briefly hint to Juventus' subconscious mind.

As expected, Yuwen waved his hand and his thoughts went in the direction Xingmo had directed:

"No, no, no... No, I overstepped my bounds. The Silver Blade Tribe is still prosperous, we still control nature and the wind. Even the blessing of the sun and the power of the stars that you bestowed upon us have never faded..."

Goodness...Nature and the wind...Sun Blessing...even starlight?

So the "Angel of Knowledge" knows everything?

It shouldn't be like this... Logically speaking, the archangels should share the natural authority in the world equally... How could one of them monopolize it?

By the way, His name is "Knowledge", does that mean...

Xingmo pressed the mark on the back of her hand and made a mental call to Aurora.

Hearing Xingmo's order, Aurora's eyes moved slightly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a funny face.

Then, she turned around with a smile and asked:

"Then, is there any blessing missing?"

Lack... Elder Yuwen's pupils trembled, and his hands suddenly moved like wind chimes:

"No, no, no, the blessing you know surpasses all things in the world. The Silver Blades have never been a greedy tribe, and we will never greedily crave your knowledge..."

Knowledge? As soon as this word appeared, Xingmo suddenly understood.

——Could it be that the natural authority of the "Angel of Knowledge" is to transform "knowledge" into "power"?

Knowing is power, so it overshadows everything.

But it is also destined to be inferior to the original authority. Judging from the strength of the "power of dreams" just displayed by Elder Yuwen, it is not even one-tenth of Aurora's.

"Very good, you passed the test," Aurora nodded seriously. "The blessing will shine forever."

"this..."

Yuwen suddenly froze. After a few seconds, Xingmo was surprised to find that he had shed two lines of tears.

But since she was playing a charlatan, she couldn't say anything and could only watch Juve and cry silently.

"I never thought that the Silver Blade would see the promised day," Yuwen murmured. "The storm above the sea is once again calling for the end of the world, but you still turn your gift into the sun, shining on us..."

"A storm on the sea?!" Xing Mo blurted out for a moment.