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

For an ordinary child, this kind of confidence is usually a sign of ignorance.

But for some reason, Luffy felt that when this confidence appeared on the white-haired girl's face...

...abnormally reliable?

"I can provide you with a brand new perspective~"

Aurora said this and gently moved her fingers, and a green halo spread in the air.

When he saw the green light, Mr. Luffy's eyes trembled slightly:

"Is this... life...?"

"You're not a devout believer of the Golden Sun, are you?" Aurora smiled brightly. "After all, when we said we were going to the shrine, you didn't seem too concerned."

"A scholar's only belief should be knowledge." Mr. Luffy swallowed.

He had long noticed the extraordinary qualities of Dr. Jie Deti, but he had not expected that this extraordinary quality could directly point to the power of "life".

That is the power of taboo, but it is also the power that scholars desire.

"I've long known that 'Song of the Sand' lies in the realm of life. As expected, to see through it... one needs a common vision..."

"How about it?" Aurora raised her lips slightly. "Do you want to give it a try?"

"Of course, this is the mission of scholars." Luffy nodded solemnly.

"Then... chant the name of God with me..."

......

7) Oasis (Part 8) -4k- (Level Up Plus)

Climbing the stairs, "Ocean Archon" Ahmed arrived at a platform on the middle floor of the Sky Garden.

This is a small back garden with golden light flowing among the flowers, plants and trees, and golden sunflowers swaying in the wind under the sun.

After handing over his weapon, Ahmed walked straight to the pavilion at the end of the garden and looked at the stone table and two chairs inside.

That was the favorite pavilion of the "Golden King" Ugaon. He often watched the moon, drank wine, and sang poems here with his sworn brother Prince Austin.

And now, even though Prince Austin is in prison in the Citadel, this stone table is still kept clean, and the golden plates on it are filled with fruits and fine wine that are changed regularly every day.

Ahmed did not enter the pavilion. He stood outside the pavilion, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

A few minutes later, the sound of burning flames was heard. Ahmed opened his eyes and saw that the flames quickly rose into a human figure, and then condensed into a man wearing a tiger and wolf mask and a gold-plated robe.

He walked towards Ahmed, his figure flickering in the flames, obviously just a projection.

But even so, his pressure still made Ahmed, the "Marine Archon", lower his head slightly, but his eyes stared at the jackal stubbornly.

Even though the Supreme Praiser is just a projection, it exudes a power that is difficult for ordinary people to see.

"You returned from the sea," the Supreme Praiser stopped before Ahmed, "but you brought back only wreckage."

"A powerful third force has joined the battle," Ahmed whispered. "They have activated a Storm Narwhal, presumably using large-scale rituals and the magic of the Dark String Realm to control it."

"It was just an insignificant follower," the Supreme Praiser's voice was flat. "Your defeat was due to your incompetence."

"Followers? Where are the followers of God in this world?" Ahmed retorted.

But he regretted it the moment he said it—the flames in the eye sockets of the Supreme Praiser flickered a little more, as if they were about to turn into a vortex and devour the man in front of him.

Ahmed involuntarily lowered his head slightly and took a deep breath:

"...My remarks were ill-considered."

"'Angel of Disaster,'" the eulogist uttered these four words, "She is the nourishment for the Lord's resurrection, infusing His life with vitality..."

"When the Lord comes, she will naturally be devoured. There is no need to worry."

"'Angel of Disaster'..." Ahmed murmured, clenching his fists. "I will remember... and tear it apart..."

"That's not an enemy you can challenge," the Praiser's voice remained calm. "You are not qualified."

Ahmed froze, the light and shadow in his pupils kept changing, and for a brief moment it seemed as if a flame rose, but it disappeared in a flash.

He lowered his head and murmured:

"I want to make a suggestion to the emperor."

"The gate to the top of the garden will not open until the chord is raised," said the eulogist. "Do your work."

"Then I will convene the 'Chosen Council' immediately! The Garden has lost its support for the fleet for a long time!" Ahmed finally roared, "We are the iron teeth of the empire! We are the sword that pierces the goddess' chest! We have been severely damaged, and the Garden does not care!"

"That is your freedom," the eulogist said. "Follow your logic, Archon. The strong prey on the weak."

After saying this, the Supreme Praiser turned and left, his projection disappearing inch by inch in the flames.

Watching the jackal's back gradually disappearing into the distance, Ahmed's fists clenched loudly.

The war was lost...the fleet was badly damaged...and the emperor wouldn't even see him.

There wasn't even a verbal refusal, only the cold rule from a watchdog—and even this watchdog didn't come here in person, but only used projection.

Emotions piled up, and finally, Ahmed roared at the folded jackal's back:

"The Emperor should see me! A qualified leader always charges at the forefront of the war! These are the Emperor's exact words!"

"You remembered wrong."

The Supreme Praiser turned his head, and his whole body was bathed in the radiating flames, becoming illusory.

"The emperor's original words were, 'A qualified leader is himself the front line of the war.'"

The jackal's voice remained calm, even terrifyingly quiet. Only the iron hum muffled by the bronze mask revealed its dominance.

But Ahmed was slightly startled, and his clenched fists began to tremble.

......

"what..."

When Mr. Luffy opened his eyes again, his vision had become clear.

The mark of the "Tree of Life" on the back of his hand, which was like dry bark, gradually faded, and the blue veins seemed less hideous.

"How do you feel?" Xing Mo asked with concern.

Just now, Mr. Luffy accepted Aurora's mark and became a member of the "Tree of Life" believers.

Of course, this is more of a relationship of dependence and cooperation than faith: Mr. Luffy said that the only god he believes in is knowledge.

"Great, this is truly a whole new perspective..." Mr. Luffy opened his eyes, his gaze bright and clear. "Not only do I have a more complex perspective on the spiritual field of 'Song of Sand'... well, I even feel like my cardiovascular disease and spinal problems have been cured."

Xingmo silently turned around and glanced at Aurora.

"Just get it treated while you're at it." Aurora gave her a cute wink.

At the same time, a voice sounded in Xingmo's mind:

"We also read his thoughts to confirm whether he was really helping us. Well, it turns out that he is honest."

Xingmo nodded to Aurora. Although he didn't want to speculate about Mr. Luffy, he had to admit that it was always right to stay vigilant.

When you are in a foreign country, it is difficult to find help if something happens.

Moreover, we now know that Mr. Luffy is the previous great scholar, and given his sensitive identity, there is no way to be on guard.

"Thank you for your gift, two amazing preachers," Mr. Luffy smiled. "So, now it seems we can be called 'fellow believers'?"

"We have a church in the Citadel. You can visit it next time you go there~" Aurora said with a proud look on her face.

"I understand." Mr. Luffy smiled. "Then, is there anything else you need to know from me?"

"Of course."

Xing Mo said, took out a recipe and handed it to Mr. Luffy:

"We need these materials, as well as a high-level alchemy workshop. Can you lend it to us?"

"Of course, but... let me see if I can help you..."

Luffy took the paper from Xingmo and read it quickly.

The recipe on that paper was the recipe for the "demigod" elixir with Xingmo erasing the main ingredients. Xingmo didn't add the main ingredients in order to avoid scaring people.

Anyway, she already has the main material. If someone saw the words "human soul" written on it, they would be scared to death.

However, just as Xingmo was waiting silently, Mr. Luffy spoke in astonishment:

"this..."

He looked up at Xing Mo with a strange expression and murmured:

"Is this a demigod elixir...?"

Xing Mo: ???

"You...how did you know?" Xing Mo was a little shocked.

Is this a common thing? A demigod elixir? How many demigods are there in the world?

But when she thought about it carefully, she found that there seemed to be nothing wrong - Luffy was once a great sage!

Doesn't it make sense that a sage would know the formula for a demigod elixir?

Mr. Luffy adjusted his glasses, put the formula down, and took a deep breath.

Then, his tone became more serious:

"Miss Jie Daiti, although I don't know what you need to prepare this elixir, but... its main ingredients are difficult to obtain, or rather... they are against modern human ethics."

"Ah, the main materials are already available." Xing Mo nodded.

Luffy's eyebrows twitched slightly: As a former great sage, he certainly knew what it meant to have collected all the "main materials".

Fifty-one dragon hearts...three hundred and sixty-one complete elf spines...two hundred and ten giant pituitary glands...fifty-six thousand human souls...two angel ribs...

Either way, it means madness or bloodiness, or even blasphemy.

Could it be that the purpose of this doctor saving lives and healing the wounded is... to collect those more than 50,000 souls?

It seems unlikely that a dragon's heart can be easily obtained in the modern world. The elves have long since hidden themselves in the forest, the giants are rotting and stinking underground, and the ribs of an angel... are simply wishful thinking.

Fifty thousand souls... Is it really possible to collect them all through the hands of one person?

"May I ask...what main material did you collect?" Mr. Luffy swallowed.

He had just formed an impression of the girl in front of him: gentle, calm, and elegant, but when he thought that she might be the murderer who killed more than 50,000 people, Luffy felt...

"Ah, it's...an angel's rib." Xing Mo said a little embarrassedly.

Luffy: (?Д?≡?д?)!?

For a moment, Luffy wished Xingmo could have said, "I killed over fifty thousand people" or "I stole over fifty thousand souls."

Because this is much more reasonable than breaking off two ribs from an angel's body!

The former great sage was greatly shocked. Although he did not have much faith in gods, when he thought about the fact that "god's bones were broken off and used as medicine", he felt that his world view was somewhat subverted.

"Are you...are you okay?" Xing Mo looked at Mr. Luffy's black forehead with some worry, "That..."

"He's about to faint..." Aurora laughed gleefully.

As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss, and the more you know, the more afraid you are.

Xing Mo quickly began to explain, telling the story of finding the angel's bones in the "Temple of St. Nero".

After everything became clear, Mr. Luffy let out a long sigh:

"Sorry, this is a bit too horrifying. After all, angels are equivalent to gods, and taking their ribs..."

"We are just lucky, lucky." Xingmo smiled.

She silently hid her wand: If Mr. Luffy knew that his wand was also the backbone of an angel...it's better not to embarrass the old man.

Luffy rubbed his temples and said:

"The Advanced Alchemy Workshop is currently running experiments, and it will be open for two days. Before then, Miss Jiedeti can go prepare some auxiliary materials and adapt to the local atmosphere..."

"Is there an alchemical material market nearby?" Xing Mo asked.

"Yes, it's in the outer ring city area. I'll mark it on the map for you later."

"..."