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

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　"How?" Aurora put her hands on her hips. "Of course, we kill them all!"

　After saying that, Aurora jumped off the camel and placed her hand on the sea of sand.

　There was a green light flashing in her eyes, pure, sacred, and with an indelible evil aura.

　Tree-shaped stars were outlined deep in her pupils, strung together to form complex symbols.

　"This is a desert, we don't have to worry about being exposed..."

　Aurora spoke softly, and six illusory wings gradually unfolded behind her, radiating beautiful light in the night sky.

　A butterfly spread its wings under the night sky.

　Xingmo stared blankly at the wings, at the green light swirling around Aurora, and at the tree-shaped stars in her eyes that symbolized authority and divinity.

　So beautiful...

　"Break it," Aurora said, her lips curved. "Dead things."

　The next second, green light bloomed from her palm, and a green star rose in the desert in an instant.

　Xingmo opened the tree vision and saw that the roots of the giant tree quickly penetrated into the desert and spread rapidly in the sea of sand.

　The wild green growth rushed towards the alien species that surfaced from under the sand sea.

　Soon, the root came into contact with the first group of filthy people—

　"Shhh-"

　The sound of spirits breaking could be heard, and those filthy people were destroyed the moment they touched the roots of the giant tree, and then swallowed by the green light.

　The rhizomes used the devoured filthy people as nutrients, growing faster and faster, and then devouring more filthy people.

　In the blink of an eye, hundreds of filthy people from the depths of the sand sea were destroyed.

　The roots of the giant tree have spread to a depth of three or four hundred meters underground!

　Is this the power of an angel? With such a huge range, just one strike...

　"Buzzing..."

　However, the crisis was not over - the spread of the rhizomes was ultimately limited, and on the sand dunes outside the rhizomes, dark figures emerged one by one from the sea of sand.

　As soon as they revealed their ugly bodies, they ran towards Xingmo and Aurora, and soon formed a dark wave on the sand dunes.

　"Let me take this," Xingmo said, pulling out his wand, "you focus on the bottom."

　"No, little saint, I'll give you a day off tonight."

　Aurora stood up, the tree-shaped stars in her blood-red eyes flickering even more fiercely.

　Xing Mo felt the Angel's Tear in her chest vibrating. She knew that half of the divine power sealed inside was being absorbed by Aurora, and the angel was regaining her power.

　"It's just right. It's quite cool at night. Let it rain."

　Aurora said, reaching out and holding Xingmo's hand.

　She snapped her fingers, and with the previous roots as the foundation, the illusory green giant tree carried the two of them up rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was covered with green trees.

　Aurora, perched atop the towering tree, gazed down at the dark sea of alien species—thousands of filthy creatures had almost completely filled the nearby sand dunes, forming a massive encirclement.

　The encirclement is shrinking and will soon reach the roots of the tree.

　Aurora opened her arms, and the six

　The wings suddenly stretched straight, stirring up a wave of light green in the air.

　The girl closed her eyes and sang softly:

　"Eight strings, the sweet rain from the giant tree of rebirth."

　As soon as she finished speaking, she clapped her hands suddenly, and eight strings of life scattered around her body lit up, like an illusory dance dress.

　At the same time, a rainstorm quickly spread out in all directions, centered around the giant tree.

　"Crash-"

　Crystal raindrops outlined with green light fell on the sand dunes within a radius of a hundred miles and on the heads of those filthy people.

　Almost all the filthy people fell silent at this moment. The restless limbs born from the darkness all stopped moving, and their twisted and ominous appearances suddenly became calm, like sleeping babies.

　They are dead.

　The rain from the great tree of life stripped them of their souls in just a moment.

　Their already insignificant and twisted souls had no ability to resist such pure raindrops.

　In the treetops, in front of Aurora, a huge black spirit gradually gathered.

　Those were souls harvested by the rain of the giant tree of rebirth. The black spirits were entangled and burning, like a bonfire under the night sky.

　"rest in peace."

　Aurora snapped her fingers, and the green light instantly shattered the spirits, exploding them into countless black dust.

　In less than five minutes, the battle was over.

　A battle where one is against ten thousand.

　Those filthy people were completely wiped out before they even had the chance to see Aurora.

　The power of the angelic order.

　Xingmo stared at Aurora, watching her long pure white hair dancing in the night wind, watching her body surrounded by streams of green light.

　They had been getting along normally for so long that Xingmo had somewhat forgotten the girl's original identity.

　She is an evil god.

　Even though she is weakened, she still possesses the power of an angel.

　Angels are great creatures that are separate from ordinary beings.

　One against ten thousand, and he can destroy the entire army in the blink of an eye.

　"Little Saint."

　Under Xingmo's gaze, the majestic and sacred Aurora turned her head, and her blood-red eyes looked up at Xingmo.

　Before Xingmo could even speak, Aurora came up and—

　"Ah Qiu~"

　Sneezed.

　Xing Mo: ""

　"So, extracting divine power will cause you to catch a cold?"

　"No... I don't have a cold! I just... feel a little chilly..."

　At the entrance of the small tent on the sand dunes, Aurora was wrapped in a blanket, holding a glass of juice.

　She handed the juice to Xingmo, her hands shaking:

　"Come...have some..."

　Xingmo sighed, tapped the cup with her wand, and the juice immediately became warm.

　"It's going to get cold!" Aurora puffed up her cheeks.

　"If you have a cold, just drink something hot." Xingmo sat down next to Aurora.

　"I already told you it's either a cold or...Aqiu~"

　Sneezed again.

　"It seems like you overexerted yourself at once," Xingmo smiled and rubbed the back of Aurora's head, "you couldn't handle it after just two moves."

　"It's all your fault..." Aurora looked at Xingmo resentfully, "Forget it, I don't blame you..."

　"Next time, take it easy."

　Xingmo rubbed Aurora's head and looked up at the blue crescent moon in the night sky.

　She loves looking at the stars, a habit that has lasted from childhood to the present and has never changed.

　Almost every night she would look up at the stars in the night sky, imagining that one day she could become a star.

　But now, her feelings are different from before.

　"The sky is hell, the stars are prisons that bind souls; the abyss is also hell, the river of damnation flows with dead memories."

　Xing Mo said, looking at the undulating sand dunes in the distance:

　The bodies of those filthy people have completely disintegrated and flowed back into the ground.

　"This world sucks..."

　"That's right, I still catch a cold and can't drink iced juice." Aurora agreed.

　"Didn't you say you didn't have a cold?" Xing Mo smiled.

　"I hate it."

　Aurora stretched out lazily, like a tired little animal, her eyes slightly lazy.

　Seeing this, Xing Mo said:

　"Let's sleep first. We'll continue our journey after the sun rises. It's not far anyway."

　"Okay, let's take a nap then~"

　Aurora finished the juice in the cup, rubbed her eyes, and then crawled back into the tent.

　After Xing Mo confirmed that the protective magic around the camp was in place, he followed Aurora into the tent and lowered the door curtain.

　So, the two of them had a good sleep.

　Well... well, it's not really that beautiful.

　Xingmo was woken up twice in the middle of the night by the strong wind in the desert. The first time, he went out to strengthen the defensive magic, but fortunately, he ignored it the second time and let the tent sway in the strong wind.

　The Golden People have been developing in such an environment for thousands of years, and it's really hard...

　Aurora slept soundly. She didn't seem to be bothered by external noises and turned into a pig when she fell asleep.

　"Well..."

　When she woke up, Xingmo rubbed her eyes and crawled out of the sleeping bag.

　The semi-transparent fabric of the tent was coated with a faint golden sheen, which looked beautiful, but also indicated the heat outside.

　Hmm...it's hot in the desert again.

　Day.

　"Aurora, get up." Xingmo patted the little evil god's sleeping bag.

　A messy little head was carrying Xingmo on its back, with its pure white long hair in disarray, not looking like a lady at all.

　A magical kitten who doesn't care about his image at all when he sleeps.

　Xingmo crawled to Aurora's side and patted her again:

　"Pig, wake up."