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

Among them, there was a clear record of a fact:

The Oasis people have long enslaved and hunted the Golden People...

"Those dead golden people..." Xingmo murmured.

"Remember the cursed river beneath the desert?" Aurora stared at Xingmo. "Remember how the 'Steam Man' used curses to kill people, plundering their souls and growing stronger little by little?"

Beneath the desert, the river of curse.

The soul seeped into the sea of ​​sand along with the blood and sank into the underground river.

And then... it flows all the way back to its source...

"Could it be that...the origin of the cursed underground river..." Xing Mo opened his mouth slightly.

"Is it 'Sunrise Land'?" Mr. Luffy murmured.

For a moment, the three of them fell silent, and the study was completely still.

After a while, Xing Mo said:

"You mean, the 'Supreme Praiser' is a... evil ghost that walked out of the God's abode? But is this really possible? Even if the souls of those golden people really sank into the sea of ​​sand, even if they were eventually captured by the cursed river and converged at the source, it would be impossible without a ritual..."

Wait a minute... a ritual...?

Xing Mo's mind flashed back to what Principal Meilin had said:

The shrine of the Golden Sun is a very suitable place for being promoted to a demigod.

The spiritual energy field there is very abundant, so abundant that no matter how damaged the soul is, it can absorb spiritual energy and thus repair itself.

A crazy idea was dancing in Xingmo's mind, almost making her blurt it out.

"...Mr. Luffy, can pure transcendental main materials upgrade a living being?" Xing Mo asked.

"Objectively speaking... there's no record," Luffy shook his head. "However, the so-called ascension ceremony is just a way for humans to assist themselves. Our souls are too fragile, so we need the help of the string magic circle..."

"...but mythical creatures don't need it." Xing Mo murmured.

She recalled what Principal Merlin had said about the last days of the Giant Court: the giants constantly fought against each other, constantly becoming increasingly powerful and crazy. In the end, the entire court fell into chaos and eventually fell apart.

So...according to this speculation...

"...The 'Supreme Praiser' is a mythical creature...resurrected from the abode of God?"

"The extraordinary qualities in his soul all originated from the Golden People, and therefore he followed the Golden King—the resentment of the Golden People lingered in the souls of those who died."

"And his biggest motivation for declaring war on the Citadel..."

"...Because the Citadel is the goddess's territory." Aurora added the last sentence for Xingmo.

"It's too early to draw conclusions now," Mr. Luffy said. "After all, this truth is too horrifying, and most of it is based on... speculation."

He let out a long breath. To be honest, even for a scholar like him who had been dealing with secrets for many years, talking about such things was still a bit...out of line.

Besides feeling palpitations, Mr. Luffy couldn't help but exclaim:

What were the identities of these two young girls? They seemed unfazed by discussing these secrets, and they hadn't taken any measures to prevent contamination from the evil spirits.

What are their true identities? They're exposed to such secrets at such a young age, even planning to become demigods...

While Mr. Luffy was thinking, Xingmo had adjusted his mood and shook his head:

"It seems we need to speed up our pace now... If the 'Supreme Praiser' is truly the mythical creature it's claimed to be, then we don't have much time to delay..."

"Don't worry, it's just a mythical creature, not a god." Aurora didn't care too much.

"If you two need anything, you can tell me at any time. If you want to go deep into the desert to investigate, I can provide some connections." Mr. Luffy said.

"Thank you." Xingmo smiled.

She paused, then suddenly spoke as if she remembered something:

"By the way, Mr. Luffy, you've been very busy lately, even attending several academic conferences. Could you please tell me more?"

Xingmo suddenly became curious about what the old scholar was doing recently.

"Ah... Actually, this is all thanks to you..."

Luffy smiled gently:

"When I first arrived in New Garo, you told me the location of the 'Temple of Saint Nero', and I organized an archaeological expedition with my academic colleagues."

"Since I have to stay in New Garo for a long time to conduct research on the 'Song of the Sand', I can only communicate with the team members present through means such as the spirit mirror."

"Did you gain anything?" Xing Mo asked.

"A truly magnificent ancient building," Luffy murmured. "However, besides being ancient, we seem to have discovered something else."

"Is it convenient to disclose it?"

"The details are still under investigation, um...but based on our observations of the spirit world..."

Luffy paused for a moment, then uttered a sentence that made Xingmo's eyes widen:

"...Once upon a time, a being of extremely high status escaped from the temple."

"That is the real deal... the footprints of a god."

......

10) Stranded Fish (Part 2) -1- (Level Up Bonus)

Caladorans Mountains - Wintershire

"call--"

With strong winds and heavy snow, the Caradorans Mountains in winter are far more violent than usual, as if a prehistoric giant beast is waking up from its slumber, and its breathing turns into a blade cutting through the peaks.

In an inconspicuous little cave deep in the mountains, the archaeological team has placed all kinds of complex equipment everywhere.

The light shone on the cave walls, illuminating the murals carved by the ancient people.

The murals demonstrate the worship of angels by the people of the mist in the post-God era and the process of building this temple.

The archaeologists walking through the caves took pictures of the murals with cameras. Most of them looked awed and did not dare to laugh at all.

Amidst the busy crowd, Sage Guy stood alone on the cliff edge of the grotto, gazing at the broken building in the distance.

The Temple of St. Nero has been mostly destroyed. Stalactites falling from the top of the cave completely destroyed its side close to the cliff. The towering church-like structure was broken in half, and the ground was covered with rubble.

Before they arrived, this place had obviously suffered a huge disaster - some power surged out from the depths of the church, erupted in an instant, and then returned to calm.

If you want to explore it further, you can only wait three days for the machinery to be transported up the mountain and clean up the rubble.

In fact, it can be done with string magic, but there is a fear that there may be some supernatural remains in the ruins of the temple that will react with the string magic.

After all, this is a genuine relic of the gods, and it may contain powers that are unimaginable to the world...

However, Guy is in no rush.

After getting used to the scorching wind of New Galo, the cold wind of Winter County has a unique taste.

At the edge of this world, away from the political conspiracies of those old guys in the Hanging Gardens, it feels like the world has suddenly become a lot quieter.

"Captain, you have to come over and look at this."

Guy turned around and saw a team member standing not far away with an anxious look on his face, jumping up and down and waving at him.

As he walked towards the team members, he muttered impatiently:

"What are you doing...what's so exciting..."

He had been active as an archaeologist for more than ten years, and he was not even so surprised when he entered the ruins of the Giant King's Court for investigation.

The young people nowadays are becoming more and more unreasonable.

Guy followed the young man to a mechanical lens at the end of the cave. The team member pointed at the lens anxiously:

"We've observed something... something wrong..."

"Something's wrong? If there's something wrong, could you please report it properly..."

Guy muttered, bringing his eyes close to the psychic lens.

"Fuck!" He sat down on the ground.

"Don't get excited! Don't get excited!" The team members hurriedly helped Guy up. "I forgot to tell you, because..."

"Because you're all stupid," Guy yelled. "Fuck it! I'm stupid too!"

Guy took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and rethought everything he had just seen in his mind.

He mustered up his courage and put his eyes to the lens again.

"Buzzing..."

The spiritual lens shows the conditions of the spiritual world. Generally speaking, the observer will see a chaotic flow of black and white light and shadows, and occasionally see particles floating in space.

That is a normal phenomenon in the spiritual world—the flow of spiritual energy and the drifting of impurities.

As a mysterious space that accommodates spiritual power and spiritual bodies, various "spirits" or "fragments of spirits" have always been floating in the spiritual world, which should be very lively.

However, in Guy's vision, the spirit world was dead silent.

The flow of spiritual power was like a dried-up river, and the fragmented black and white light streams were frozen at a certain moment, motionless.

And those impurities floating in the spiritual world seemed to be still.

"The continuous structure of the spiritual world has been destroyed..." Guy muttered, "Unless a being with extraordinary power and beyond standard passed through in a violent manner, otherwise... there would be no such signs."

"what do you mean...?"

"These are the footprints of an angel," Guy's voice trembled. "We have observed... the footprints of an angel!"

Guy stood up and turned to look deeper into the cave. The collapsed Temple of St. Nero lay quietly in the darkness, silent.

Angel...could it be the "Winter Angel"?

Or maybe... someone whose name is not mentioned?

"He... He couldn't be nearby..." The team members' expressions became terrified.

"No, according to the spirit world spectrum, the structural destruction occurred at least several months ago," Guy murmured. "A few months ago, an 'angel' broke through from the spirit world, and..."

Wait a minute...a month ago...?

Guy's pupils trembled slightly, and suddenly, he recalled a secret scroll he had seen in the Hall of Wisdom.

That secret scroll records...an operation conducted by the Immortal Division at the end of August last year.

The name of that event, if Guy remembers correctly...

...It's called "The Advent of the Evil God of Mortiheim."

......

Puxit Mansion-City of Learning

“It’s snowing…”

Vivian was leaning against the window, staring at the snowflakes in the sky in a daze.

It's winter now, and it's time to snow.

I didn't expect the snow to come so suddenly. It caught me off guard, but also made me a little excited.

"..."

On the sofa next to the fireplace, Alice was holding her little sister Mia and reading a fairy tale picture book.

On the side, Sheila and Leah were clinging to their sister, each hugging one arm, their big watery eyes looking at the fairy tale book in their sister's hand.

"The white angel flew and flew, flying across the day, chasing her brother, the night angel, who was hiding in the night."

"But the day follows her closely, and she cannot catch up with the night no matter what she does."

"As the elder sister, the White Angel thinks about her lovely brother day and night. She can't help but wonder if her brother has eaten well, if he has rested well, and if he is afraid of flying in the dark every day..."

When Alice had finished reading this passage, she closed the book and said seriously to her sisters:

"That's why our world has day and night, because the day angel is always chasing her brother."

"Really? Really?" Mia raised her head and reached out to touch her sister's face.

"It's true," Alice smiled, dodging her sister's hand. "It's true for now."