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

　The elves are a race born with a natural and sacred temperament, as if they have never been contaminated by the filth of the world, maintaining their innate nobility and beauty.

　The premise is not to speak.

　"Wow, this is your tribe's building? It's so big! It's even bigger than the two thousand year old tree in my house!"

　In the back seat of the camel cart, Freya looked at the walls of the outer city excitedly, her eyes shining.

　"That's a city wall," Xingmo explained patiently, "high-ranking officials and dignitaries live inside."

　"I saw it before entering the city! It's a huge building!" Freya opened her arms. "Can I go in and take a look?"

　She was obviously referring to the Hanging Gardens.

　"I'm afraid not," Xingmo shook her head. "That's... um... how should I describe it... a palace?"

　"Oh, the palace? That's where you human kings, nobles, and generals live." Freya nodded understandingly. "Why, are they so powerful? We can't even go in and visit?"

　Wow...what a cool statement.

　Xing Mo smiled faintly and found that she didn't seem to dislike Miss Freya's straightforward and innocent character.

　She thought for a moment, then asked:

　"You're an elf princess. So, your house... no, that giant tree that's over two thousand years old, does it allow other elves to come and go freely?"

　"Of course it's allowed. I often invite my friends to have parties there!"

　Freya raised her fist, was stunned for a moment, then scratched her face and smiled:

　"Hehe, of course, I'm usually more dignified. Grandpa said a princess should act like a princess. I'm not that lively in front of my tribe."

　At this moment, Aurora suddenly spoke up:

　"Being lively is good. Being too distant can be annoying."

　As she said this, Aurora glanced at Xingmo, pointed upwards and smiled.

　Obviously it is the Yin Yang Star Sea Goddess.

　In the past, Xingmo would have definitely explained the teachings of the Star Sea Goddess to Aurora, but now, she just smiled faintly:

　"Yes, if you feel too distant, you will become alienated, and if you are too far away from the masses, you will not know what the masses really want."

　"Oh! I know that!" Freya smiled. "Our Silver Blade Tribe is very small! We are all neighbors and very familiar with each other! Even the royal family is only responsible for some decision-making matters and has no special privileges!"

　It sounds quite harmonious... an isolated tribe... a harmonious environment...

　Perhaps, the birth of the elves really seems to have brought them some temperament different from that of humans. This temperament is like the sunshine on the sea of ​​clouds, which can be seen from afar but cannot be reached.

　At this time, the camel cart arrived at the gate around the city and passed by the sentries' checkpoint.

　When they saw Xingmo, the guards on the roadside all raised their hands and waved:

　"Miss Jiedeti, are you going into the city to get busy again?"

　They didn't even ask Xingmo for her ID, acting like they knew her very well.

　It is indeed very familiar. The pollution on those people was basically removed by Xingmo. It would be strange if he was not familiar with them.

　"Yes, today is also a busy day," Xingmo smiled and waved to the soldiers, "Thank you for your hard work."

　"It's not hard. You are the one who contributes to New Galo. May the original Yi bless you with health!"

　The soldiers waved at Xingmo.

　Xing Mo also waved to the soldiers, and the smile on her face felt a little weak.

　Contributing to New Galo...means scouting the bank and preparing for the robbery...

　Yes, Xingmo brought the two elves into the ring city for the purpose of letting them observe the location where they needed to take action next.

　Treasure House.

　She and Aurora had already roughly formulated a robbery plan, but the details still needed to be handled by the elves who had mastered space technology.

　If you have any questions, ask the experts. The main goal is to rob a person's network.

　""

　The camel cart slowly passed the checkpoint and entered the inner part of the ring city.

　Looking at the magnificent building, Freya started to fuss again, while Yuwen stared blankly at the outline of the hanging garden, his pupils somewhat frozen.

　"Great Saint Rune... How many years have passed..." he murmured in a low voice.

　The Silver Blade Tribe has not walked in the civilized world for a long time. What kind of sparks will be created when they come to the civilized world again?

　Looking at Juventus's flickering eyes, Xingmo fell into deep thought.

　While they were thinking, the group arrived not far from the Gold Storage Pavilion.

　The huge pyramid-like ground structure stands in the shadow of the Hanging Gardens, as solemn as a mausoleum.

　"This is it," Xingmo pointed to the huge pyramid, "How is it?"

　"Let me see, let me see."

　Freya stood up from the back of the camel, raised her head, and swept her eyes from the top to the tail of the pyramid.

　"We have the structural drawings of the building," Xingmo said, "and then we can..."

　"No, I'll find out soon enough."

　Freya said, rubbing her hands and then closing her eyes.

　When she opened her eyes again, a faint green light flickered in her pupils.

　Aurora seemed to know what Freya was about to do. She snapped her fingers, and a faint green light spread out. The pedestrians around her paused, and their steps became more mechanical, as if they were avoiding something.

　This is a cognitive barrier that allows people in a small area to "ignore" the existence of camel carts for a short period of time.

　Then, Freya, with a dignified face, began to sing:

　“Through me, enter the city of pain;”

　"Through me, into the pit of everlasting misery;"

　"Through me, enter the people who are doomed to eternal damnation." (Note 1)

　As she sang, a gentle breeze blew across the outline of Xin Jialuo and flowed around the elf princess.

　The wind rushed into the Gold Storage Pavilion like flowing water, accompanied by a faint green light.

　No one noticed the impact of her chanting. Even Xing Mo didn't feel the vibration of the strings. She could only vaguely sense that something had changed.

　Is this the power possessed by the elven poet?

　""

　After just a few seconds, Freya stopped singing and turned to look at Xingmo:

　"This building is like a mausoleum. The space is blocked. Even I can't go in directly. Otherwise, I would have taken the things out and given them to you."

　Wow... so this is what chanting does?

　"It's okay. We've made preparations. It's certainly not that easy to get into this vault."

　Xing Mo said, and suddenly changed the subject:

　"Excuse me, Miss Freya, what did that chant just now mean?"

　"Oh, these three sentences are the inscriptions carved on the gates of hell," Freya explained without reservation. "If you pass through the gates of hell, you will fall into a hopeless pit, from which there will be no return."

　"The effect of this psalm during singing changes depending on the mood at the time of singing. In the melody I just sang, the effect of this psalm is interpreted as an entry full of determination."

　"If it succeeds, I can directly enter any corner of this building."

　After listening to Freya's explanation, Xingmo felt extremely shocked.

　This is a completely different system from string magic, and is more similar to Mantra and Sand Song.

　Compared to string magic, which "uses spiritual energy to vibrate and resonate with the strings", this form of magic is more like "communicating with nature through words".

　"What's the reason for being unable to enter?" Aurora asked.

　"It's a matter of distance," Freya shook her head. "Well... my poem's target is this mausoleum. The area is too large, so I have to be more precise."

　"That's easy. Our plan is to go inside and then bring you to the front of the treasure house." Xing Mo nodded.

　The elves have not been born for such a long time that humans have extremely limited knowledge of their magic and are unable to form a system at all.

　The inability to form a system means it is difficult to create countermeasures.

　Therefore, as long as Freya is brought to the crystal treasury, the last problem will be solved.

　"Then let's go home first," Xing Mo nodded, "It's time to discuss the big plan together!"

　Xingmo took Freya and Yuwen home and settled down in the living room.

　"Wait a moment, our companions are on the way."

　Xingmo said as she served a cup of hot cocoa to Freya and Yuwen respectively.

　The two elves sat upright, and Freya held the cup, looking at the liquid in the cup with curiosity and a little fear.

　"Like a poison developed by a witch doctor," she commented.

　"It's delicious. Everything the little saint makes tastes delicious." Aurora had already finished a glass.

　"Since God...the Prophet

　If the adults say so..." Yuwen said tremblingly.

　Then, both elves took a sip of their hot cocoa at the same time.

　"Wow! It's delicious!" Freya's eyes suddenly lit up.

　"It tastes good..." Yuwen murmured, "Is this drink... an offering from the gods?"

　"You can buy the raw materials in the store..." Xingmo smiled bitterly.

　At this moment, the shadow at the door of the room suddenly trembled, and the next second, Alia and Bianca emerged from the shadow, and the dark shadow rolled to both sides like waves.

　"Miss Saint, I'm here..."

　Before Alia could finish her words, she felt a powerful pressure burst out.

　She focused her gaze and saw a white-haired elf next to the sofa had already drawn his bow and loaded an arrow, with bright green light flashing in his eyes.

　"Bianca, be careful!"

　Alia pulled out a dagger that was trailing black light, and spun quickly, protecting Bianca behind her.

　At this moment, a loud shout stopped the two of them:

　"Stop! One of our own!"

　Xingmo raised her wand and pointed it, and golden light appeared between the two of them, separating them.

　"Ms. Freya?" Xing Mo looked at Freya, who was still holding the bow, in confusion. "You..."

　"Your Highness!" Freya shouted, "She... has the aura of the Dark Elf King!"

　The elf princess seemed to have completely lost her former lively temperament. Her natural and easy-going appearance seemed to be torn apart in an instant, and the eyes of a hunter from the jungle peeked out from her back.

　Dark Elf King...? Xingmo's eyes narrowed.

　She didn't think much about it, but continued:

　"Anyway, put down your bow first. Arya is one of us."

　Freya's pupils narrowed slightly, and the green light flashing in them made Alia feel a strong pressure again, and the hand holding the dagger even trembled a little.

　But she stood there fearlessly, protecting Bianca behind her.

　Freya's eyes fell on Bianca. She silently opened her spiritual vision and immediately saw Bianca's spirit body that was unique to the light elves.

　"Oh..."

　Freya lowered the bow inch by inch, and with a wave of her hand, the bow woven from grass vines turned into green light leaves and spread out.

　Seeing this, Xingmo removed the barrier and sighed.

　We just met and we almost got into a fight... What's going on?

　Xingmo walked to Alia's side, patted the elf that looked like a furry kitten, and whispered:

　"Take a deep breath. We are friends. We are friends."