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

　Thoth stood up, rubbing his temple with one hand, covering his heart with one hand, and pressing the crystal ball with one hand.

　He opened his mouth and uttered muddy words:

　"O great... Praiser... I have... completed..."

　"The great... sun... will hang... over their heads..."

　"You... hehe... did you hear that... hahahaha!"

　Thoth raised his head, two eyes fixed on the dark ceiling and one on the floor.

　He was laughing and howling like a madman. A black aura, as sticky as some kind of liquid, began to flow on the floor of the room.

　Thoth used one of his brains to recall the days when he was doing odd jobs in the Hall of Wisdom. He was once an ordinary sage, mainly responsible for classifying and arranging different books.

　In this process, he naturally

　I came across many different books, including some that seemed to be marked as "taboo".

　The job was easy enough that Toth didn't have to spend too much time on it.

　So, he would read those mysterious books in his spare time, wanting to take a good look at the knowledge that was not taught in the academy.

　As a result, he was stopped.

　Thoth still can't forget that day when the damned Ruf Shamash snatched the book from his hand and looked at him with a stern look.

　"Don't read these heretical texts! Some knowledge exists only to be sealed. Scholars of the Wisdom Hall should learn how to make the world a better place, not spend their time immersed in forbidden knowledge!"

　Recalling the words of the previous great sage, Thoth's face became even more ferocious...

　"You speak nobly...you speak nobly...!"

　Thoth raised his head and looked at the dark ceiling with his third eye, his gaze seeming to penetrate the darkness.

　The darkness indeed cracked open, and inside, the jackal's whispers, transcending the scale of time, slowly lingered in his ears:

　"...You will hold up the heart of the new empire for us..."

　“Plop…plop…!”

　The sound of the heartbeat became more and more violent, one beat after another, accompanied by the sound of juice splashing.

　"I am the Great Sage..." Thoth laughed, "I... I created..."

　"...the heart of God..."

　"Thump...thump..."

　In the dark room, the whispers became increasingly fragmented, and finally turned into meaningless murmurs.

　Then, the whisper also disappeared in the cracks of time and gradually turned into nothingness.

　The next morning.

　The sun did not shine on this vibrant city as usual. Gray clouds covered the sky, and lightning flashed in the clouds from time to time.

　In the weather station high above the Hanging Gardens, the sages observed the sudden appearance of cumulonimbus clouds and kept recording them.

　Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any precipitation at this time, but the wind from the desert hasn't stopped for a long time, and heat has always been the main tone of New Galo.

　"I have to say, I quite like the rain. It's cool." A sage murmured.

　"If it rains, we'll lose the sun's blessing!" another sage said impatiently. "The great Yi isn't watching over us, and our luck will worsen!"

　"My luck wasn't that great before... Look at all the weird things that have happened recently. Nightmares, haha. The entire Smart Institute has been working on this for so long, and they haven't come up with an effective cure yet."

　"But at least we're all living well, aren't we? We have the backyard of the Hanging Gardens and can drink as much wine as we want. And look at those Garo people who live like ascetics! They can't even get clean water!"

　"What you said makes sense..."

　"Well, my graduation thesis was about 'The Sun's Gift's Interference and Blessing in the Life Trajectory of the Golden People.' At that time, I searched everywhere for similar examples and finally proved that the sun is the source of our luck!"

　"...Indeed, look at Ahmed. He was so glorious on the sunny sea, but once he got into the eye of the storm, he was defeated."

　"It's really like this..."

　""

　As the sages chatted about various things, a drizzle fell from the sky, and the light rain mist cast a hazy veil over the golden city.

　At nine o'clock in the morning, the rain became heavier and gradually developed into a rainstorm.

　"Boom!"

　Silver-white thunder flashed in the sky, and the faint sound of whale songs came from the distant sea, blowing the cold sea breeze towards the city.

　People on the street used cloaks to avoid the rain. Since Xinjialuo rarely encountered such heavy rain, most people on the street did not bring umbrellas, and soon everyone became soaked.

　But even if it rains, it is impossible not to go to work.

　In the magnificent hall of the Treasury Pavilion, the receptionists stood around the round reception desk, their backs straight, like stone statues that could not be moved by thunder.

　The reception desk had a peculiar shape: a hollow round table with an old man in a white cloak standing in the center, and the air around him was flickering with flowing golden light.

　It's like a totem of the sun.

　All around the hall, soldiers in bronze armor stood in battle formation, rows of golden spears pointed toward the ceiling, and the faint golden light looked like chained stars.

　This is the standard of the Treasury: absolute rigor and high defense.

　Even though there are usually few customers entering this fortress-like facility, they have never lowered their defense coefficient.

　""

　“The environment and atmosphere are good.”

　Opposite the Treasury, under the awning on the rooftop, Alia, wearing a black straw raincoat, was squatting on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the pyramid-shaped building opposite with alert eyes.

　Beside her, Isis Elbella was fiddling with a complicated instrument with a focused look on her face.

　The streets were obscured by the increasingly thick rain and fog, blurring the outlines of pedestrians, but also providing perfect cover for Alia.

　"Let's review the plan." Isis looked up.

　"Once we arrive at the designated location, I will send Miss Isis inside," Alia whispered, "Then I will return here to provide cover support."

　"Uh, no problem."

　Isis said as she placed the bronze machine on the rooftop.

　As the complex gears gnashed against each other, the bizarrely shaped antenna unfolded, and faint ripples spread in the air.

　"If extraordinary spiritual energy enters the area, it will sound an alarm," Isis explained. "Generally speaking, only demigod-level beings will trigger the alarm, so if you observe an alarm, report it immediately and flee."

　"Don't worry, I will be cautious." Alia nodded.

　The two of them looked towards the street outside the rooftop. In the hazy rain and fog, a camel cart slowly drove over and stopped at the main entrance of the Gold Pavilion.

　A pair of hands wrapped in armor pushed open the car door, and Ahmed Tut walked into the rain.

　He raised his head in the rain, looked at the magnificent pyramid-shaped building, and let the rain fall on his face.

　Then, he entered the Treasury under the escort of two soldiers.

Chapter 237: The Great Robbery! (Part 10) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　In the black shadow, Xingmo was floating silently, with silk threads hanging from her open fingers.

　She was in the shadow of Ahmed.

　Xingmo lowered her head and looked towards the end of the dark threads.

　There, she could see Ahmed's gaze and the view of the treasury gradually unfolding.

　it has started.

　Beside Xingmo, Freya and Yuwen were also floating in the air.

　The expressions of the two of them were completely different from Xingmo's calm and composed expression... no, it should be said that the two elves looked calm and composed.

　Freya had never seen such a scene before: the black power was controlled by the saint like a toy, and the forbidden puppet was walking on the earth under her control, but no one could detect it.

　Is this the power of the True God!?

　Not to mention... this black aura... seems to be the same aura that polluted Freya!

　Freya couldn't help but recall the dark dream she had when she was invaded by nightmares. She dreamed that a monster was chasing her, showing its fangs as it chased.

　Then she just ran there saying “Ahhhhhh”.

　Although the monster didn't bite her much, it was still scary enough.

　"Miss Jiedeti..." Freya swallowed, "This... dark power, are you sure it's okay?"

　"Dark power?" Xing Mo didn't even turn around. "No, in our hands, it's the power of light."

　Is it really... bright? Freya and Yuwen stared at the black threads in amazement.

　But now that it has come to this, it is definitely too late to regret.

　It's a scary world out there... but Freya's gotta keep going!

　The Elf Princess clenched her fists and then turned her attention back to the bottom.

　""

　As Ahmed walked into the bank, the receptionist immediately came forward and bowed deeply to him.

　"Mr. Ahmed Tut," he said with a smile. "What a rare visitor."

　"I want to enter my crystal treasury," Ahmed said in a low voice. "Take me in."

　"Have you brought the key?" the receptionist held out his hand.

　Ahmed pulled a sun-shaped pendant from his chest and handed it to the receptionist.

　The receptionist took the pendant and immediately made a "please" gesture:

　"plz follow me."

　The group slowly walked to the counter. The receptionist stopped and handed the pendant to the white-robed old man behind the counter.

　"The Crystal Treasury," he said.

　The old man took the pendant and looked at it in front of his eyes.

　Then, he grabbed a golden rune from the air beside him and pressed it on the pendant.

　As the golden light gradually spread, something seemed to vibrate in the air.

　"What is the state of your spirit? Are you human now?" the receptionist turned around and asked.

　Ahmed was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was actually asking him whether he needed to adjust the purification level of the string array.

　For a being like the Supreme Praiser, who is himself made up of pollution, that kind of string array would be a harm to him.

　"I am human," Ahmed whispered. "Don't waste time. Take me in."

　Everyone in the Sky Garden knew about Ahmed's condition, so Xingmo did not intend to create a condition temporarily.

　Anyway, they also made a plan for the string array control room.

　"Okay, please follow me."

　The receptionist turned and clapped his hands. The sound of gears turning came from under the floorboards.

　At the same time, the white-robed old man in the center of the Sun Totem Table grabbed at the air and waved his hand downwards:

　"Buzzing..."

　The golden symbols in the air quickly fell to the ground, forming a path leading to the end of the hall.

　Led by the receptionist, Ahmed followed the golden passage and soon came to a golden door.

　At this time, the golden symbol extended all the way up along the ground, climbed up to the outline of the gate, and quickly outlined both sides of the gate bit by bit.

　After the symbols covered the entire gate, a faint golden light bloomed, and then endless darkness surged out from the depths of the gate.

　The darkness was like clouds, surging inside the door. Golden symbols quickly climbed up the outline of the black clouds, disintegrating into tiny light patterns on them, like the branches of vines, quickly spreading in all directions.

　So many protective measures... It is indeed the most difficult vault to break into in the world... Xingmo is in my heart

　Muttering at the bottom.

　If you want to use external force to break this door that is protected by multiple layers, it will probably be very difficult.

　"Buzzing..."