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

　A strange totem was flashing on the beak that seemed to be made of bronze, and every turn of the totem seemed to contain deep meaning.

　Xing Mo stretched out his hand, placed it on one of the totems, and then closed his eyes.

　Then, she controlled the spiritual power in her body to surge out and deeply penetrate the totem.

　At the demigod level, extraordinary beings no longer rely on the medium of text to communicate with nature, but can use more ways that are closer to the "essence".

　They can use their own supernatural powers to contact nature and gain a certain "understanding".

　In a sense, this is a means of "talking" with nature.

　For a skeleton that itself has a long history, its existence means "information".

　The wheel of history rolls by, but the world remembers everything.

　""

　As the spiritual power gradually penetrated the god's bones, Xing Mo felt a slight tingling in his palm.

　The stinging pain gradually spread, then transformed into other senses, penetrating deeper and deeper...

　"!"

　Xingmo opened his eyes and found himself hanging in the sky.

　She saw the dark veil gradually covering the clouds, turning them into pure inky black that no light could penetrate.

　And above the sea of ​​clouds, a huge rain of fire was falling from the sky, landing on the dark clouds, igniting the sea of ​​clouds and turning it into a burning sea of ​​fire!

　Night of Fire.

　In the myths of the Golden People, a rain of fire fell from the sky and baptized the earth.

　At the end of that disaster, the Golden Sun sacrificed itself, ended the raging fire, and broke through the golden dawn.

　""

　Xing Mo raised his head and looked towards the source of the rain of fire above the sky.

　She saw wings that covered the sky and the sun!

　Flames stretching like mountain ridges gushed out from the gaps between the wings, pouring down from the sky and falling into the sea of ​​clouds!

　The owner of the wings was a divine bird. Xing Mo could hardly describe the appearance of the divine bird in words. Every feather on its body was made of pure fire. A huge golden sun wheel was rotating behind its head, constantly ejecting solar prominence matter in all directions.

　Countless dancing fiery whiskers of light dangled from both sides of the divine bird's giant beak, tearing out flaming peaks as they dragged over the sea of ​​clouds.

　And in the sun-like pupils of the divine bird, Xingmo saw a frantic and aggressive golden light.

　He is crazy.

　Golden Sun, the original Yi, went crazy.

　The mad god used his wings to blow out a fire storm over the sea of ​​clouds, washing away the sea of ​​clouds shrouded in darkness.

　His light is so bright that even a little bit of it will burn all living things on earth.

　Is this the truth?

　At a certain time during the Age of Gods, the Golden Sun went mad for some reason.

　His madness caused him to rain down fire, baptizing the earth with pure flames and destroying the civilization on the ground.

　The first to be hit was the ancient city of the Golden People.

　Xingmo looked down at the land that had not yet been covered by the dark curtain. She saw a magnificent city burning in flames, and indescribable things were crawling on the streets.

　The magnificent civilization of the Golden People was destroyed by their own gods.

　So, at the place where Yi fell, the ruins of an ancient city remained, but no one has ever returned.

　Perhaps, every Golden Citizen carries a genetic warning in their hearts:

　Stay away from there! Stay away from the rising sun! Stay away from the source of the disaster!

　""

　As the black curtain gradually covered the sky and the earth, the flames finally stopped pouring down from the sea of ​​clouds, and were blocked along with the sun's rays.

　The earth will be plunged into darkness, but civilization will also have a chance to breathe.

　That is the eternal night...

　""

　Xing Mo's spirit was shaking wildly, as if countless hands were reaching out from her chest, trying to tear her apart.

　A glimpse into the truth of Genesis reveals this... The Rain of Fire and Eternal Night are not two versions of the same event... but rather two events that occurred in chronological order...

　The Eternal Night appears to stop the mad gods from destroying the earth with rain of fire...

　But why is He crazy?

　As if in response to Xingmo's thoughts, a hint of crimson appeared from the sky.

　Behind the golden sun, the red moon quietly emerged, and its crimson light softly spread across the burning sea of ​​clouds, dyeing it scarlet.

　The red moon... drives her crazy...

　The surface of the mysterious celestial body was extremely smooth, and it did not have the giant eye that Xing Mo had seen before.

　It just hung in the night sky, illuminating the burning sea with its gentle crimson light.

　Between reality and illusion, it seemed as if countless crimson threads were hanging down from the sky, landing on various parts of the golden sun's body.

　At this moment, even the gods with infinite power are just puppets on the stage.

　""

　The red moon and the body of the divine bird overlapped, and an even more massive rain of fire seemed to be about to come at any time.

　At this moment, a golden light tore through the sky——

　"boom--"

　Xing Mo turned her head and looked to the other side, only to see a huge golden meteor shower falling from the sky!

　The golden tail split the night sky into countless pieces, like a torrential rain!

　A figure with six wings was flying rapidly in front of the golden meteor shower. Xing Mo could not see its shape clearly.

　In this way, one can only vaguely feel the twinkling starlight above His six wings and His pure golden pupils.

　Goddess of the Star Sea.

　Seeing the meteor shower falling from the sky, the golden sun spread its vast wings, and its cry set off another fire storm above the sea of ​​clouds.

　The frenzy of flames spread out in all directions with Him as the center, like a huge stellar explosion!

　When this torrent of fire collided with the meteor shower, brilliant light bloomed on the sea of ​​clouds, instantly obscuring Xingmo's vision.

　The light gradually faded, and finally only darkness remained, endless darkness.

　This reminiscence ends.

　Xing Mo certainly knew the outcome of that war between gods: the Star Sea Goddess lived forever in the world, so she was the winner.

　He personally killed the divine bird, but what happened after that?

　The emergence of Eternal Night is obviously caused by the Dark Moon Dragon Obsgula. The source of all dragons has the ability to control darkness, and such power can only be wielded by Him.

　But from what Xing Mo knew, the Dark Moon Dragon manipulated the Eternal Night obviously to cooperate with the Star Sea Goddess and block the blazing fire of the Golden Sun Disc outside the sky.

　Then why... did the later legendary version become that the Dark Moon Dragon is an evil god roaming in the eternal night?

　Why did the Star Sea Goddess kill him in the end?

　Angels and dragons... and mythical birds...

　As Xingmo was lost in thought, the darkness before her eyes gradually faded.

　She suddenly realized that her hand had unconsciously slid down and landed on a new totem.

　She saw the ancient city of old and a priest wearing a jackal mask kneeling on the altar.

　Before the jackal's eyes, the sky fell and fire rained down.

　"...O All-Knowing and All-Powerful Lord... You are the God of the Sun... the Father of the Day..."

　The priest muttered, his face twisted and the corners of his mouth twitching:

　"You are the original, the immortal, the one clothed in gold..."

　"I beg you...save us...save..."

　The raging fire instantly engulfed the altar, and the extremely high temperature melted the stones, burning them into red lava.

　The priest's body disappeared in an instant, but his spirit fell along the altar to the ground, falling into the endless abyss.

　While falling, the confused soul caught a glimpse of a corner of the sky through the cracks in the spiritual world.

　He saw a six-winged angel embedding thousands of stars into the body of the divine bird. The starlight was as sharp as a blade, piercing out golden blood that looked like continuous mountain ranges.

　"...Lord...the sun...will eventually rise..."

　The nameless soul closed its eyes and fell into the endless abyss.

　He seemed to have fallen into a dark, lingering river, in which countless lost souls flowed with him in the abyss of the earth.

　From some unknown time on, the stars seemed to be calling them - the starry sky called out to the souls buried deep underground, inviting them to go to the paradise and to be guests on the stars.

　But all living beings have their own hell, and even death cannot prevent them from taking a single step out of that door.

　The long time, the entangled resentment, and the cycle of fate.

　After an almost endless eternity, the jackal suddenly opened his eyes.

　He heard the prayers, a man with golden eyes praying before the skeleton of the ancient god.

　That man... is calling...

　He is calling... for salvation...

　""

　The jackal emerged from the shadows, and along the way, countless shadows entangled his body and floated up with him.

　Whispers of pain surrounded him, like a long whip in the sun, like ankles rubbed by shackles, and like bones lying in the sand.

　Those voices transcend the scale of history, entangled into one at this moment, and flowed out from the very center of the altar.

　Then, the black jackal appeared before Ugaan Tukakankion.

　"You cry out for redemption," the Jackal whispered, "but can you bear history?"

　"I am history." Jin from Ugaon flashed.

　The jackal's eyes flickered slightly, and then darkness engulfed everything, melting it.

　When the scene reappeared, Xingmo saw Ugaen and the Jackal stepping onto the sand dunes together, facing the worship of the remnants of the Golden People.

　The man who would later be known as the Golden King was now holding golden sand in his hands, as if the sun's light was gleaming in the depths of his pupils.

　"What should I call you?" Ugaen glanced at the jackal beside him.

　The jackal was silent for a moment, then whispered:

　"He is great, the highest."

　"I am the Supreme Praiser."

　""

　The darkness twisted and dispersed again, gradually transforming into the scene in the palace.

　That day, the Golden King and the Supreme Praiser stayed in the deep palace and did not come out.

　The black string magic circle was repeatedly outlined on the ground, gradually dyeing the air with a faint blue glow.

　Then, a figure with six wings quietly emerged.

　"Great Cain...you are still alive..." murmured the Supreme Praiser.

　"I live by the shadows of the world." The girl's voice was very low.

　"I seek an alliance," the Golden King said. "The Court of Redemption."

　Cain was silent for a while, and then his ethereal voice spoke again: