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

At the edge of the cliff, Xingmo stared at the golden light pouring out of the crack, squinting his eyes slightly.

Even at such a distance, she could still feel the spiritual pressure and warmth emanating from the sun.

There was no doubt that it was the real sun.

It’s the one in the sky.

"It is an eight-string magic," Aurora whispered softly. "Countless spirits chant its name in the whispers on the wind."

"Eye of Yi."

The "Golden Sun"'s master is "Yi", and is also known as the original "Yi".

The Eye of Yi is the gaze of the fallen god.

He actually used the pure power of the sun... and instantly destroyed that number of evil gods' followers?

For a moment, Xingmo recalled the scene when he was struggling to advance under the attacks of those "Songs of Death" on the night of the October Rain.

Six strings to eight strings...what a leap!

If Xingmo's perception was correct, the "Supreme Praiser" had held back on his attack just now.

If he unleashes the power of the sun with all his strength, how destructive will it be?

"..."

Soon, the golden light of the sun dissipated inch by inch, and the crack merged in the air.

The "Supreme Praiser" hung in the air, overlooking the earth scorched by the sun: glassy substances spread out on the ground, sparks remained on the charred rocks, and some parts flowed like lava.

He looked into the deep well—lava was flowing on the walls of the well, and all the blasphemous things had been burned to ashes.

"You are not the Lord," he whispered. "The Lord has fallen."

The jackal's figure burned fiercely in mid-air and then disappeared completely.

......

10) Stranded Fish (Part 5) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

Sky Garden.

Ahmed paced back and forth in the office with a solemn expression.

After a long time, the office door was pushed open and his adjutant rushed in:

"Report... Report..." The adjutant's voice trembled. "The crisis has been resolved..."

Hearing this, Ahmed heaved a sigh of relief and looked out the window.

Just half an hour ago, black water gushed out from the deep well in the desert camp and shot straight into the sky.

Almost half of the people in Singara saw this scene, including Ahmed who was in the Hanging Garden.

He rarely felt nervous, but in this short half hour, he found it difficult to even sit behind his desk.

He paced back and forth like an ant running on a hot pan.

Fortunately, the matter was finally resolved.

"Report the entire process of resolving the issue." Ahmed said in a low voice.

"I...our soldiers are unable to resist..." The adjutant's voice gradually became weaker. "Finally, Lord Praiser..."

When Ahmed heard the word "praiser", his eyes widened with anger and veins popped out on his arms.

He came to the adjutant like a shadow, grabbed his throat, and pushed him hard against the wall—

"What!" Ahmed roared. "You let that jackal get involved? Do you know what this means?"

Whether it is the 'Supreme Praiser' or the 'Great Sage', they are essentially the same faction.

Ahmed did not know what they were doing, he only knew that it involved a very high degree of secrecy.

Ahmed's purpose in seizing the deep well was simple, which was to master the power of the curse and thus gain more bargaining chips for himself in the "God's Chosen Meeting".

But now, these chips have been destroyed by the "Supreme Praiser".

Ahmed knew the purpose of that guy's visit to the scene: it was not to protect the city of Garo, but to destroy the deep well.

He was hindering Ahmed.

"Damn you bastards!" Ahmed looked at his adjutant's face, which was gradually turning pale. "Is this how you solve problems? You were so foolish as to let that deep well erupt!"

"I...we...don't know...why it erupted..." the adjutant's voice was intermittent, "We...haven't...started yet..."

"Don't make excuses for your incompetence!" Ahmed roared. "Those curses should have been cast over the Citadel! Not over Singara! We nearly killed everyone in the city!"

He roared, then let go and let the adjutant's body slide down.

The adjutant clutched his throat and coughed desperately, his dry lungs straining for air.

When he came to his senses, he found Ahmed standing by the window, looking out.

"Do you think we have crossed the line?" Ahmed's voice suddenly dropped several degrees.

The adjutant raised his head and saw that Ahmed's profile was still as solemn as before, but for some reason, his eyes were no longer so firm.

"Ahem...you...you did what was necessary..." he said.

"Yes, I fight for the golden doctrine," Ahmed whispered. "Any infidel across the sea will be slain."

He turned his head and looked at his adjutant, his eyes seemed to flicker with fire again.

"Any sacrifice is necessary...any means are necessary...the great emperor said...the means must be used...all methods must be exhausted to achieve the goal..."

The more he spoke, the louder his voice became, as if he was confiding in his adjutant, or trying to convince himself.

"...I will walk on their land...slay their children...and break the necks of their women..."

"...I sucked the blood of their men...I hung the bitches of the Decep family on the mast...I burned the goddess's church to ashes..."

Ahmed took a deep breath and his tone turned cold.

"Gather all remaining curse fluid... and transport it to the 'Voice of the Returning Soul'."

"...You can go now."

The adjutant quickly stood up and ran out of the office as if escaping.

Ahmed stood alone by the window, looking out at Singara and the peaceful scenery.

He actually felt fortunate.

......

Xiao Huang pulled the camel cart across the fields, away from Isis's castle.

A few minutes ago, Xingmo sent Elsie to Isis and asked her to stay in the castle to avoid the limelight.

By the way, I found her a job.

"Do you think Ahmed will be furious this time?" Aurora looked out the window.

"Given that guy's personality, he's probably already beating up his soldiers to vent his anger," Xingmo replied to Aurora with a smile. "I wonder which poor guy will have this blessing."

It is undeniable that even though Xingmo was somewhat shocked by the display of power by the "Supreme Praiser", the destruction of the Deep Well Camp still had more benefits overall.

First, Ahmed will not have the opportunity to extract more black water from deep wells, and the scale of weaponization will be much smaller.

Secondly, the deep well eruption was seen by half of New Garo and almost endangered the residents of the city.

Think about it, after something like this happens, how many people in the public will support the "Ocean Archon"?

It can be considered an unexpected gain. If it weren't for Ahmed's trouble, Xingmo would not have had this great opportunity to weaken his influence.

"So, what should we do next?" Aurora asked. "Shouldn't we go eat?"

"Why is eating all the time on your mind..." Xing Mo smiled helplessly, "Well, it's time to go eat. We'll go deliver the meal after we finish eating."

"Delivering food?" Aurora tilted her head. "Who are you delivering food to?"

"Remember the Garo slums that Elsie mentioned?" Xingmo blinked. "Aren't you going to preach?"

Hearing the word "missionary," Aurora's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Okay, missionary work is good! We love missionary work the most!"

"Puff..." Xing Mo was amused by the little ancestor's excitement. "But, just preaching is not enough. We also have to lay the groundwork for the 'God's Chosen Meeting'."

"bedding?"

"That's right," Xing Mo nodded. "If we want to prevent the identity of 'Dr. Jie Deti' from being discovered, then we need to leave enough foreshadowing."

"For example... we have to let them invite us, instead of us volunteering..."

As they were talking, the camel cart stopped at the checkpoint of Singara near the ring road, near the slums.

After getting off the bus, what greets you is the tall city wall.

It blocks out the sky and the sun, like a mountain.

And at the foot of the high mountain, low slums are lined up, presenting a dilapidated scene.

"Hmm... Let's go to the nearby market to buy some bread and then send it over to them," Xingmo thought for a moment, "I'm not very good at missionary work. Will you come over later?"

"Of course I'll do it myself!" Aurora put her hands on her hips. "I'm the prophet of the Tree of Life!"

The two bought some bread at a nearby market, packed it in bags, and then entered the slum.

The slum is located near the entrance to the ring road. Standing at the entrance and looking back, you can see the busy checkpoint not far away.

"Then I'll leave the task of distributing bread to the children to you," Xingmo patted Aurora's shoulder, "I'll go find some new friends."

"New friend?" Aurora turned her head and glanced at where Xingmo was looking.

Guards were stationed in front of the pass, checking carriages entering the city.

"Oh~" Aurora's smile gradually brightened. "Do you need our help?"

"No need, I can do it myself." Xingmo smiled.

"Okay, we'll meet up later. Let's go over first."

After saying this, Aurora skipped into the slums to look for Elsie's companions.

Xing Mo stopped at the intersection and looked into the distance.

Xing Mo’s idea was very simple, which was to make the guards around the city familiar to him.

Although she had been in and out of the Ring City as a doctor, and there was probably a reputation in the Ring City about "Dr. Jie Deti" treating nightmares, this did not mean that her motivation for entering the Ring City was sufficient.

If I want to enter the Hanging Gardens legitimately on the day of the God's Chosen Meeting and assassinate Ahmed without arousing suspicion...

...She needs to be motivated.

Xingmo slowly walked to the vicinity of the checkpoint, activated the "Tree Vision", and swept his eyes over the stationed soldiers.

As expected, they were all covered with a faint black aura.

That's a mild form of "Curse" contamination.

According to Xingmo's feeling, after the spring erupted in the desert camp, some curses spread to the territory of Xinjialuo.

These curses are not strong enough to cause nightmares, but they are strong enough to affect people's mental state.

Perhaps these soldiers have a high mobility, or perhaps there are survivors of the desert camp incident among them. In short, they all carry more or less curses.

This is Xingmo's chance to shine.

"..."

Xing Mo stood at the corner of the street, turned his arm, and stabbed out with the "Rib of Saint Nero".

She plunged the blade into the spirit world, her eyes gradually turning dark.

This holy object is perfectly compatible with Xingmo's ability to resonate with the "Dark String", allowing her to go deeper into this field.

As the blade entered the spirit world, Xing Mo felt the black energy from those soldiers and gained control over it.

She concentrated her mind and focused all the curses on the man who looked like an officer.

Then...

"Ahem... I feel a little dizzy..."