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

　"The great name should never be known... Its name was inscribed on the monument wantonly, which is blasphemy! It was the robbers who hung the spoils high on the city wall! It was the robbers who blasphemed the gods! Not me... not... no..."

　His voice became low again, as if he was crying.

　Xingmo and Aurora exchanged glances, the same confusion emerging in their minds—

　——Is this guy mentally ill?

　Well, to speculate on the sanity of a man who had clearly been contaminated by the cursed river was a bit far-fetched.

　It would be great if we could get some information from him.

　"What is your job here?" Xing Mo asked.

　"That is a secret... an absolute secret..." Thoth whispered, "Oh, foreign gods and the afterglow of the past, do you want to know the secret?"

　"Oh? You know me?" Aurora raised her eyebrows with a smile.

　"Your radiance is so dazzling..." Thoth murmured, "That light symbolizes life... symbolizes the great resurrection... The Lord will awaken from his eternal slumber through your radiance..."

　As expected... the Imperials' main plan in bringing Aurora to this world was to use the power of life to help the Golden Sun awaken...

　The Song of Sand is also the power of the realm of life. After the death of the Golden Sun, its authority dissipated and was divided into the confused kingdom of the invisible mist and the Song of Sand of the Golden King.

　If these powers were to be combined, they might be able to revive the god.

　"You're dreaming," Aurora smiled. "Why would He be resurrected? He's already dead."

　"That's not up to you... nor is it up to me..." Thoth murmured, "Fate has already drawn a clear line. That line is the path that all living beings must take. There is only one path."

　After saying that, he looked at Xingmo.

　"Ah... so bright..."

　Feeling Toth's gaze, Xingmo frowned.

　There is only one path to destiny...

　Never mind. It's pointless to overthink the words of a madman. Xing Mo shook his head and asked directly:

　"Tell me about your work here."

　"No..." Thoth refused.

　"Then I'll burn this place down."

　Xingmo raised her wand, and flames shot up from the tip of her wand.

　Before the fire grew fierce, Thoth shouted:

　"No! No light! No light!"

　The light illuminated part of his face, vaguely showing green mud-like scars and strange growths.

　"Then tell me." Xing Mo said.

　"I... I used river water to nourish the god's bones..." Thoth said tremblingly, "Then... a heart grew in its chest..."

　Heart... Is this the true appearance of the extraordinary object that was taken away by the steamship? Xing Mo frowned and pressed on:

　"What is the purpose of that heart?"

　"No! I can't tell you... please..." Toth started crying.

　"Then I will burn you." Xingmo let the flames rise.

　"No! No... Great... No...!!"

　Toth's cries became more and more miserable, and there seemed to be a disgusting sound of mucus wriggling coming from the roof.

　Xing Mo didn't waste any more time talking to him. She just waved her wand and played the six strings in succession.

　A golden sun appeared behind her, instantly illuminating the room.

　The next second, Xingmo regretted doing so.

　Because it's just so disgusting.

　Black slime covered the entire ceiling, like the lair of some blasphemous creature, with strange growths and blood vessels tangled on the ceiling.

　Sacs hung from the ceiling, each containing a brain covered in black filaments.

　The brains were connected to the very center through tissue in the ceiling, and then hung down from the ceiling.

　Thoth Ibrahim is the thing that is hung down.

　He had no lower body, and his upper body was stuck together with those disgusting tissue threads, hanging in the air like a hung puppet.

　His face was dotted with three or four eyes, his left arm was broken, and his right had three hands. Those hands looked broken and shabby, like some kind of broken pottery, and they looked extremely hideous.

　If he took off that wide robe, he would probably not even be able to maintain his basic human form.

　"Wuwuwu... Don't look at me..." Toth covered his eyes with one hand, "Don't look at me..."

　This was the price he paid for the truth.

　(Note 1: Adapted from Shelley's poem "Osmanthus")

Chapter 247: The Blasphemers (Part 6) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　The distorted form of the Great Sage was exposed in the firelight.

　When the light shone on him, some black gas seemed to emerge, making a "sizzling" sound.

　"No... please... please..." Thoth Ibrahim pleaded painfully, "I am not worthy... I am not worthy to look directly at that light... I am not worthy..."

　Looking at the half body hanging behind the desk, Xingmo opened her mouth slightly.

　This is really...disgusting enough...

　All those brains on the ceiling...whose are they?

　He was alienated and polluted little by little in this office.

　Became a monster like this...

　Then...it used the brains that grew to complete the plan bit by bit.

　The imperial edict given by the Golden King.

　"Do you want the sun to shine brighter?" Xing Mo said sternly, "Look at your sun!"

　"no no..."

　Thoth howled in agony, his flesh and blood bubbling as if it were boiling.

　The brains hanging from the ceiling also began to shake, emitting some kind of spiritual field resonance, which made Xing Mo feel his scalp tingling.

　"I... I blasphemed... I blasphemed the Lord's corpse..." Thoth's eyes widened, "What did I do... I did... I..."

　Suddenly, he fell into silence, as if the sun in front of him was no longer dazzling to him.

　"what..."

　Thoth slowly raised his head, opened his two eyes that originally belonged to humans, and looked directly at Xingmo.

　"So it's... So it's you..."

　His tone suddenly became pious:

　"You are the key... the chain... and the bound..."

　"What do you mean?" Xingmo frowned.

　"The function of that heart... is to provide spiritual energy for the Hanging Gardens. It is the heart of the garden," Thoth said calmly. "It will power the hand-carved superstring array beneath the garden, and then... execute the nine-string magic..."

　"Nine Strings..." Xing Mo murmured, "What is the function of that magic?"

　Although she didn't know why Toth suddenly became fluent in answering questions, Xingmo knew that this was the only chance to ask questions from him.

　She could feel the spiritual pressure coming from those brains becoming increasingly terrifying, and it wouldn't be long before it exceeded her tolerance threshold.

　At that point, she would either leave or kill Toth Ibrahim.

　""

　Looking at the blurry light and shadow in front of him, Toth's pupils suddenly became cloudy.

　The corners of his mouth trembled... trembled...

　...and then painted a smile:

　"It will pry open the White Tower."

　As Toth spoke, Xingmo's eyes widened slightly:

　"What did you say?" Xingmo raised his wand, "Pry..."

　"The White Tower will be pried open, and when the bell rings, the entire starry sky will tremble..." Thoth whispered, "In that cursed river... I saw... I saw the truth... I witnessed His fall... I witnessed... the rise of the new moon..."

　The next second, all the eyes on Toth's face opened almost at the same time, and mysterious symbols flashed in each of his pupils.

　"Your time is running out, stars...moon...sun..."

　At this moment, the spiritual pressure reached the threshold.

　Xingmo immediately raised his wand, ready to destroy the mad Thoth, and shouted:

　"Tell me, what is the Golden King going to do next!"

　"You will soon...know..."

　Thoth raised one of his three hands and snapped his fingers.

　Xingmo blinked, and the violent wind and sand blew in her face, curling up her long hair.

　She was no longer in the basement, but on a sand dune.

　"That's a terrifying spiritual pressure," Aurora said beside Xingmo. "He seems to have seen something in the Cursed River, and gained extraordinary power from that knowledge."

　"He said... the truth..." Xing Mo murmured, "Knowledge of that level must be a terrifying burden. How did he endure it?"

　"That's why he has so much brain," Aurora said nonchalantly.

　A sudden chill.

　What kind of enlightenment would make him become like this?

　Even if I grow so many brains, even if I am no longer human, I still want to get a glimpse of the truth?

　Xing Mo couldn't help but recall Toth's appearance of madness and piety. He no longer seemed like a complete person, but countless broken slices.

　When he saw Aurora, he respectfully called her "the foreign god", and when he saw Xingmo... he used "the great" as the title.

　"What on earth is this golden full moon..." Xing Mo murmured.

　"It's your little secret~" Aurora patted Xingmo's shoulder. "Well, there's no need to be sad about information you can't get anyway. Just look ahead."

　"I saw it," Xingmo nodded, "sandstorm."

　A huge sandstorm covered the sky and the earth like a high wall, like a barrier across the desert.

　This fortress is so magnificent that it seems like the edge of the world.

　"According to the map, this should be the gate to the Sunrise Land," Aurora said. "Little Saint, are you ready?"

　"Yeah, I'm always ready."

　Xingmo muttered:

　"That great sage actually knew why we came here..."

　Perhaps, he really knew something from that cursed river.

　He considered himself a blasphemer, yet he gave everything for the god he believed in.

　Can I do this too... Xingmo turned her head and looked at Aurora's profile.

　The little girl didn't notice Xing Mo's gaze. She tore a crack open and took out all kinds of strange things from it:

　"Okay... Flower Language Potion... Demigod Elixir... Key... Hmm..."

　Seeing her nonchalant yet slightly nervous expression, Xing Mo guessed what her next words would be -

　"Don't be nervous, little saint, we'll protect you, it's okay."

　"Don't be nervous, don't worry." Xingmo smiled.

　She's so well prepared... It seems like she's really afraid something might happen to me during the ascension ceremony...