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

　She raised her lead-filled hands with difficulty and began to play—

　"Ding--"

　"clang--"

　"Boom-"

　Every time a string was played, colorful light spread out from the altar, causing ripples on the sea of ​​sand.

　Even the skeletons of the gods were stained with a faint colorful light.

　Demigod no longer divides the instrument by seven or eight strings, but plays all eight strings at once.

　There is no extraordinary elixir in this world that is exactly at the seventh string. It is either not enough or too much, so the demigod must appear in the form of an eighth string.

　And from six strings to eight strings, it is a huge

　Leaping, like a goral flying across the river, under your feet is the bottomless abyss called "madness".

　This is why it is extremely difficult to advance to the demigod level, and failure even symbolizes madness.

　""

　Xing Mo played the strings that crisscrossed his body without changing his expression. Every time he played a string, part of the shattered spirits would return to his body and be coated with golden light.

　At the same time, every time she plucked a string, the spirit would be under a powerful pressure.

　This pressure increased exponentially, with each swing being infinitely more difficult than the last.

　When Xingmo played the seventh string, she felt like her heart was about to break.

　It was an indescribable pain - not physical pain, but a sense of incompleteness and brokenness that overwhelmed the spirit.

　She looked at the eighth string and tried hard to start, but her arms felt as if they were bound by countless silk threads.

　At this moment, a small hand grabbed her wrist:

　"Come, let's go together."

　Xingmo knew who the little hand belonged to, and she did not gain any extra strength from the contact with that hand.

　You can only rely on yourself for the upgrading ceremony.

　But when that little hand grasped Xingmo's wrist, the determination in her heart burst out like a flood that broke through a dam——

　——At this moment, facing the abyss of madness.

　"Ding--"

　The eight-string symphony resounded in the deepest part of the Erulu Desert. The colorful spiritual power danced like musical notes, playing a symphony of divinity and madness.

　Xing Mo's spirit body quickly pieced together in this spiritual power. The colorful light submerged her. The boundless spiritual power was absorbed by her, reconstructing the world in her eyes.

　She felt herself slowly floating up under the support of colorful notes, and eight strings wrapped around her body, demonstrating her power.

　When Xingmo opened her eyes again, she looked at the world in front of her with pure golden pupils.

　That was the gaze of a newly born demigod.

　Maple Leaf Palace - Academy City

　The blue crescent moon rose into the sky, and the palace gate was crowded with people.

　One after another, luxuriously decorated carriages stopped on the mainland, and gentlemen and ladies in formal attire got off the carriages and walked towards the Maple Leaf Palace under the guidance of the receptionists.

　The roads on both sides of the palace gate had already been crowded with reporters, who set up cameras and filmed every dignitary who walked into the palace on the red carpet.

　Most of the dignitaries had smiles on their faces and waved slowly to both sides as they walked across the carpet, their manners quite elegant.

　This was a banquet destined to go down in history: in early 3155, the war between the Empire and the Citadel ended in its brewing stage, and a peace agreement was signed.

　On the surface, this was a diplomatic banquet funded by the empire to ease relations between the two countries, but in fact, everyone knew the true significance of this event.

　This means that the Academy is now powerful enough to compete with the Empire.

　Each party has its own interpretation of this banquet.

　Some people believed that the Imperials were bluffing and that the banquet was just a cover for their subsequent actions and a pretext to divert attention.

　Some also believe that the Empire will not be able to reorganize the Golden Fleet in a short period of time after losing the Marine Archon Ahmed Tut, and the Faroese have recently launched a full-scale counterattack, so they intend to please the Citadel, at least to stabilize the situation during this period.

　But no matter what, everyone who appears at the banquet tonight is destined to become the focus.

　""

　In the distance, beside the eaves of the townhouses, Alice was gazing at the bustling Maple Leaf Palace.

　She saw her mother, Diana Puxte, get out of the carriage and walk across the red carpet with her three sisters, chatting and laughing. Tailor Rose and the housekeepers followed beside them, ready to touch up the makeup of the hostess and the young mistresses.

　"Auntie is so amazing, and you're still worried?" Vivian said from the side, "You even came over to take a look."

　"I'm always worried," Alice sighed. "Just what kind of wine is brewed in the bottle of the Imperial Ambassador..."

　"Auntie is a good drinker, who can drink more than her~"

　Vivian patted Alice's shoulder gently with a slightly silly smile on her face:

　"How long will you keep searching? Could it be that the pendant Bishop Roberts gave you is a fake? Or have the descendants of Frozen already fled the city?"

　"No matter what, there's only half a block left, and I'll know the answer."

　Alice took a deep breath and took out her wand:

　"What about you? Are you coming with me?"

　"Professor Merlin has assigned me to be in charge of the coastline tonight, and it just so happens that Earl has returned from foraging," Vivian winked at Alice. "But the shift will be handed over soon. Then I'll go to the banquet with you."

　"Okay, then go ahead and get busy." Alice smiled.

　"Well, see you later, hey~"

　Although Vivian said this, she did not turn around and leave.

　She leaned her head forward a little, slightly tilting her face.

　Alice chuckled and sighed, then leaned forward and gently kissed Vivian on the cheek:

　"See you later, Xiaolongnu."

　After saying that, Alice jumped down from the edge of the roof and flew away into the distance, trailing a feather of blazing fire.

Chapter 250 You Will Glimpse the Stars (Part 3) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　"This is all serious good wine."

　"That's inevitable. How could the Imperials refuse my request?"

　"After all, it's you. The people of the Empire should have known the depth of the situation long ago.

　The ambassador must be regretting what he did at the port..."

　In the banquet hall of Maple Leaf Palace, Congressman Martin sat at the front row of the long table with a smile on his face.

　The people at the table next to him were basically all members of the White Tower Council, as well as some wealthy businessmen from Messina.

　They had different identities, the only thing they had in common was that they were all toasting Martin.

　"I'll be grateful for your continued support in future business," a wealthy businessman extended his hand respectfully toward Martin. "After the blockade of the coastline is lifted, there will definitely be more business with the Empire. My factory is already operating in three shifts, so we'll have to rely on your guidance..."

　"It's a pleasure working with you." Martin smiled and clinked glasses with the wealthy businessman.

　"Where is Miss Isabella? Why haven't I seen her tonight?" A congressman looked around.

　"The shining star should appear last," Martin said with a slight smile, "Isabella always likes to shine."

　"Your eyes sparkled when you spoke of her," the wealthy businessman laughed heartily. "I've heard the Queen of Maple Leaf Palace is indifferent to the mundane world. Perhaps only someone as outstanding as you could earn her appreciation."

　"I don't deserve it. I'm just her follower," Martin said, gently shaking his glass with an elegant smile. "She always looks at the stars and often forgets the path under her feet. I am willing to be the one to clear the obstacles for her."

　"What a beautiful story..." murmured the congressman beside him.

　At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the venue, and it was obvious that another prominent figure had appeared.

　"Ah... No need to get up, Mr. Gillock, just stop bothering with your old legs and sit still..."

　Martin looked toward the door and saw Bishop Roberts walking through the crowd with his cane and a kind smile on his face.

　He was dressed in a white robe and wore a bracelet that sparkled with stars and was engraved with complex inscriptions, making him look very energetic.

　"Bishop Roberts," Martin stood up and poured a glass of wine, "Your attire today is truly extraordinary."

　"Oh, I'm old. I don't dress up on weekdays, but I can't let the imperial people look down on me."

　Bishop Roberts declined Martin's toast, sat down at the table, and straightened his sleeves.

　He looked around for a while and said:

　"Where's Merlin? Hasn't the old guy arrived yet?"

　"Mr. Merlin always likes to be the last one to arrive, doesn't he?" Martin took a sip of his wine. "He always has that style."

　"Haha, after all, he always has a lot of things to do, although no one knows what he is busy with every day." Roberts smiled.

　"Why hasn't the Imperial Ambassador arrived yet?" the wealthy businessman looked around. "I thought he was going to toast us? Didn't he say he wanted to discuss business? Where's the business?"

　"Don't be impatient, my friend." Martin smiled faintly.

　He held the cup between his middle and ring fingers, raised it in front of his eyes, and used the wine in the cup to catch the light from the crystal chandelier.

　"Be patient. What is meant to come will not run away."

　""

　The atmosphere in the banquet hall became more and more lively as one dignitary after another entered. Everyone wanted to leave their own place in this banquet that was destined to be recorded in history and to carve their own name on the monument of history.

　At this time, in a corner of the terrace on the second floor of the banquet hall, a girl with pure white long hair was sitting alone at the table, shaking a wine glass in her hand.

　She stared at the wine in the glass with her blood-red eyes for a long time, and finally chose to put the glass down.

　Perlis looked at the moonlight outside the window, her eyes lazy and indifferent.

　She was wondering what kind of story would unfold tonight.

　On the edge of Baita District and Dongcheng District, Alice walked on the dark street with a lantern.

　At this moment, most people in the White Tower District ran to the Maple Leaf Palace to watch the excitement. There were basically no pedestrians on the streets, and there were few lights in the windows along the road.

　Alice could still hear the sound waves coming from afar, bustling, like the aftermath of a stone stirred up on the water, overlapping wave after wave, reaching every corner of the city.

　People's emotions are always like this. No matter what the matter is, once it is ignited, it will quickly turn into a carnival.

　After living in peace for a long time, people no longer worry too much about their safety, but instead like to pursue excitement.

　Just like the time when the Empire and the Citadel had their showdown, although most people were worried about the possible consequences of war, there were still many voices calling for taking the initiative to fight and using war to maintain the glory of the Goddess.

　As the bell keeper, Alice roughly knew the portraits of these people:

　Most of them are young people who are ignorant of the world. They have not experienced the baptism of war, have little social experience, and are more accustomed to understanding the world through books rather than their eyes.

　Anyone who has truly witnessed blood knows that one should try not to unsheathe the blade.

　Alice has been working hard for this, because she knows that if the sword between countries is unsheathed, blood will be shed.

　Whoever this blood belongs to will start wailing.

　"Buzzing..."

　Finally, when Alice was halfway through her investigation, the Frozen family pendant on her hand began to flicker.

　She turned around and stopped in front of a townhouse.

　""

　Alice drew her wand and knocked gently on the door.

　"Hello, is anyone there?"

　No one responded.

　Alice frowned, then took out a piece of parchment from the scroll and called the messenger.

　She sent the warning letter she had written in advance to the church, then raised her wand and swung it at the door.

　"boom--"

　The door blew open and Alice rushed in.

　After entering the hall, she quickly became alert and scanned the surroundings with her spiritual vision.