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

"Just like flowers shouldn't be kept in pots." Aurora nodded.

The body of the little evil god was slowly surrounded by green light. She slowly floated up, and six pairs of light wings gradually grew behind her.

She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the air. Green light suddenly burst out, piercing the dark space.

"boom!"

With a flash of green light, Isis's eyes suddenly opened.

She was surprised to find that she was no longer falling, but landed in a lush green area. The darkness above her head that seemed to never fade away turned into a deep blue sky.

She lay under the sky, her gloomy eyes gradually becoming clear, as if there was light shining in them.

“.,....”

"The curse on her has been cleansed," Aurora said calmly, "We should leave now. She's about to wake up."

"Ah."

Xingmo nodded, turned around, and walked out of the darkness with Aurora.

......

wake...

This word seems to have become unfamiliar.

Isis felt the darkness in front of her eyes gradually dissipate, and a faint ray of light pierced into her sight.

She could feel her body... a different body... familiar... yet strange...

Memories flooded into her mind like a tide, causing a sharp pain in her forehead.

Those were clearly her memories: devoting her creative talent to the field of machinery, leading the reconstruction of the "Hanging Gardens", and sleeping deep in the castle.

But when she experienced those memories, she seemed like another her.

Yet it seemed to be her.

She was a little chaotic and difficult to distinguish - part of her seemed to be walking in the world with a puppet body, while the real her was eternally falling in darkness, isolated from the world.

Now, the fall is over.

Isis opened her eyes and what she saw was the ruined castle and the two girls standing before her.

"You...you are..." she murmured softly.

"Relax, Miss Isis," Xingmo said softly, "We are here to help you."

"Help...me...?"

Isis suddenly covered her head, and the feeling of weightlessness surrounded her again.

A strong sense of incongruity came over her - she seemed to be falling in the last second, but in the next second she was sitting on the chair in the castle.

"Ah...ah ah..."

The steam mechanism on Isis's body began to stir restlessly, and it seemed as if steam was pouring out and splashing from behind her.

"She doesn't seem to be in good condition," Xingmo muttered, "Aurora?"

"Don't worry, let us do it~"

Aurora stepped forward and gently poked Isis's forehead with her finger.

The next second, the mark of the "Tree of Life" appeared on the girl's forehead and blossomed, accompanied by flashes of green light.

Isis's eyes suddenly widened, she opened her mouth, and a light stream of steam gushed out from her back.

Then, the panic in her eyes suddenly faded away, leaving only tranquility.

"..."

Miss Doll slumped in the chair, a look of fatigue on her pretty face.

"I...seemed like I was dreaming."

"That wasn't a dream. You were controlled by the power of the Dark String," Xing Mo said calmly. "Do you know what this means?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything." Isis shook her head.

She is not a talent in the field of mysticism and has always kept her distance from mystical knowledge.

"Simply put, you're controlled by a supernatural force," Xingmo explained. "The Supreme Praiser sealed your consciousness and made you live mechanically as a puppet, using your talents to do things for them."

"'The Supreme Praiser'..." Isis murmured softly, "That shadow..."

"We've seen it all before," Aurora winked. "Your past has been forged into chains, and the only person chained to you is you."

"My...past..."

Isis raised her head and stared at the ceiling of the castle, with a light flickering in her eyes.

After waking up for a while, she gradually gained an understanding of her own body:

Most of them are mechanical creations, with "steam cores", and the heart that originally belonged to her was injected with strange power, connecting her body to the machinery.

"I...can't imagine..." Isis whispered, "The devil fulfilled my wish, but in this way."

She recalled again the face of Leites, the man who had pushed her over the edge of the garden and smashed her to pieces.

She slowly remembered—the operating table, the cold gaze of the Great Sage, her own screams, the shadow watching her from the edge of her vision.

Then she recalled the countless hours she had spent working on the Hanging Gardens, renovating them and spending days and nights in her studio.

Then, immediately after the renovation was completed, her steam core was taken away from her and she was sealed deep within the castle.

During those years, she spent most of her time imprisoned in this old castle far away from the city:

It seemed to be the price of her talent. Dark power would often surge out of her body, and she had no way of living like a normal person.

After the renovation of the "Sky Garden" was completed, she was immediately sealed.

Like an abandoned doll.

"......"

The flood of pain surged up again, but this time, before she was swallowed up, a gentle green light lit up.

"Relax, you're fine."

Isis's heart suddenly became empty. She turned to look at the girl who spoke: she had white hair and red eyes, a petite figure, and her pupils reflected the outline of a giant tree.

"You are...Aurora Halfgard." Isis said.

"Oh? Did the Supreme Praiser tell you?" Aurora tilted her head.

"No... I just heard it..." Isis lowered her head. "I was confused at the time, but... I remember it all."

"What else did you hear?" Xing Mo asked.

Isis thought for a moment, then murmured softly:

"I didn't hear much. I was in the hall of the Hanging Gardens when the jackal returned carrying a silver skeleton and recited your name to the emperor on the throne."

Silver skeleton...? Xingmo and Aurora exchanged glances, and almost simultaneously thought of a scenario—

——During the "Descend of the Evil God of Mortiheim" incident, the "Supreme Praiser" separated the "Blue Star" from Xingmo's body!

That star...finally turned into a silver skeleton!

Apparently, the silver skeleton was brought back to New Garo and into the "Hanging Gardens".

Does this mean that the part of Xingmo that was split off... is very close to her now?

Xing Mo felt a little uneasy. She found it hard to imagine what would happen to the part that was split off, and it was even harder for her to guess what the "Golden King" was going to do.

"..."

Seeing the two people lost in thought, Isis pondered for a moment, then spoke in a low voice:

"You saved me, I will never tell your secret..."

"Thank you," Xingmo smiled gently, "but I'm afraid our request will be a bit more troublesome - you'll have to help us."

"Help..." Isis murmured softly, "I'm not sure I'm up to it."

"You renovated the Hanging Gardens, didn't you?" Aurora asked. "Do you still remember that?"

"Of course, I remember it very clearly. It was a... difficult time."

Isis held onto the chair and stood up with difficulty, her mechanical joints making a "clicking" sound.

She moved cautiously, but found that it was unnecessary: ​​this body was more flexible than before, and she had long since adapted to dealing with the feeling of disconnection between the mechanism and the flesh.

"That garden... has undergone three years of transformation, and it has undergone a qualitative change from the inside out."

"This is the first thing we want to know," Xingmo said, "We want to know what the purpose of the renovation of the 'Sky Garden' is?"

"Purpose..."

Isis was silent for a moment, then pointed to the side staircase on the side of the castle hall:

"Come with me and let me show you."

Xingmo and Aurora looked at each other and nodded.

"You lead the way."

The two followed Isis up the side stairs and arrived at the second floor of the small castle.

After pushing open the second-floor door, a dazzling steam engine appeared before Xing Mo's eyes——

——This is an agency laboratory.

"Wow..." Aurora exclaimed softly as she looked at the complex mechanical structures.

"This is my laboratory. Most of the time, I'm locked up in here and supervised while I conduct research."

Isis slowly walked to the center of the laboratory and raised her head.

On the high ceiling, a huge object was hanging.

Isis walked to the test bench on the side and gently pressed a button.

The entire laboratory seemed to come alive all of a sudden, with the sound of gears turning as whale oil was converted into steam.

Accompanied by the roaring sound above head, a giant object is slowly descending.

Xing Mo raised her head and looked at the thing that was coming into her sight, her pupils trembling slightly.

It was a massive aircraft! Its overall shape resembled a flying dragon, with bronze wings folded at its sides and a complex mechanical structure spread throughout its body.

Looking at the mechanical flying dragon, a hint of nostalgia appeared in Isis's eyes:

"That was what I longed for most in my childhood: a dragon that could take me to the sky. Even after I was driven out of my home, and even during the years when I made a living as a poet, I never gave up my love for the sky."

“If you read my poems, you’ll find that there are so many themes about the sky—I truly love the sky, just as I love writing.”

Isis turned her head and looked at Xingmo and Aurora with a smile on her face:

"They asked me to renovate the Hanging Gardens so that it could be transformed into a flying fortress."

These words sounded like thunder, causing Xing Mo's pupils to widen slightly for a moment.

"A flying...fortress?"

"That's right," Isis raised her hand, pointing to the cylindrical structures beneath the Mechanical Dragon. "That's the creation the Great Sage and I developed together. It's a steam engine, similar to an alchemical engine. It uses the reversed gravitational chords to create upward force, lifting the main body into the sky."

"As long as there are enough anti-gravity units, anything can be lifted, including that 'Sky Garden'."

Hanging Garden... can it really fly?

Xing Mo stared at Isis blankly. What she had never expected was that what she and Aurora had casually guessed was actually the truth.

However, a sense of disobedience suddenly appeared in her heart and gradually expanded:

"Wait a moment."

Xingmo frowned and asked:

"What is the maximum lift height of the anti-gravity unit installed on the Sky Garden?"

"About 800 meters above the ground," Isis tilted her head. "What's wrong?"

800 meters... that's no way to avoid the storm at sea...

Moreover, such a big thing, even if it can fly like a steam airship, it will definitely fly very slowly.