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

　Ugaen smiled faintly, turned around and climbed the steps to the top of the garden.

　Looking at his receding figure, Isabella hesitated for a moment, then shouted:

　"Where is your jackal? The praiser? Was he killed?"

　Ugaen paused briefly, then waved his hand without even turning back.

　"The Supreme Being lives forever in the depths of the soul of every Golden Citizen, and the sound of praise will never fade away."

　"Gold is immortal, and the black beast will always return."

　Golden stars, twinkling.

　It was as if there was a continuous whisper deep in my mind, one after another, but it didn't sound very clear.

　A number appeared before my eyes and began to slowly grow larger as time went by.

　At the beginning, it was at a constant speed, like a slowly turning clock.

　But at some point, that number suddenly began to expand—tenfold! A hundredfold! Ten million times! A quadrillion times!

　At the moment when the numbers expanded, consciousness also exploded, and every fragment was wailing and screaming.

　The screams echoed in the abyss of nothingness, distorted and empty.

　until--

　"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

　Xingmo suddenly opened his eyes, sweating profusely, and his eyes were sore.

　In front of her was a thin fabric, with softness between the faintly visible curves, gently pressing against her forehead.

　She had another nightmare.

　Xingmo raised her head and saw Aurora's little face - the little girl was looking at her with concern and holding her in her arms.

　"Your fever hasn't subsided yet," Aurora gently touched Xingmo's forehead. "What nightmare did you have?"

　"Nothing specific," Xingmo squinted her eyes and leaned gently against Aurora's chest. "If I must say anything...it's chaos...a mess..."

　"The wontons are messy? Are you hungry?" Aurora blinked.

　The excellent comprehension ability unique to foodies...

　Xing Mo rubbed his temples again, roughly assessed himself, and found that he was indeed still running a high fever.

　She had slept for three days since the battle at the top of the Hanging Garden.

　She spent most of these three days in nightmares. The high fever tormented her and made it difficult for her to carry out normal activities.

　This should be a side effect of embracing madness, her spirit body and the excessive extraordinary essence are repelled.

　In other words, "madness" is fighting with her consciousness for this body.

　"I really can't do this next time," Aurora rubbed Xingmo's head distressedly, "It's so uncomfortable..."

　"I have to adapt," Xingmo whispered, "You saw it too, after embracing the madness... I'm pretty awesome."

　If you are very powerful, you can do things that the bell protector Xingmo cannot do.

　Can protect more people.

　As Xing Mo was thinking this, she was lightly tapped on the forehead.

　"Ouch."

　"If you keep doing this, I'll be angry," Aurora puffed out her cheeks. "Little Saint, it's not your fault that the Citadel fell."

　"Hmm..." Xing Mo didn't have the strength to speak, so she just nodded slightly.

　"It's morning now. Let's make you some porridge," Aurora climbed out of bed. "There's hot water by the bed. It's always warm. Drink some yourself."

　"it is good."

　"I might have to tinker with this for a while. Call me if you need anything."

　"Ah."

　Xingmo had no strength left, and her chest was rising and falling slowly under her nightgown.

　Aurora pursed her lips, rubbed Xingmo's head, got out of bed, stepped into her cotton slippers, and walked away with a clattering sound.

　So, Xingmo was the only one left in the bedroom.

　She turned over in bed, facing the ceiling, and took deep breaths in and out.

　I finally got home, but it didn't feel like home at all.

　At this moment, Xing Mo was in the Holy Tree Church, where there were currently about two thousand people living. Apart from the nuns who originally lived in the church, most of them were civilians from the North City.

　On the night of the Garden Advent incident, Sisters Lilitz and Alia guarded the church and activated the advanced string array that Aurora had set up there in advance.

　It is said that the string array was created by Aurora by imitating Merlin's super string array. It has only one function, which is to split the space near the church.

　In this way, people outside cannot come in, and people inside find it difficult to go out.

　Thus, within the now occupied Citadel, a safe haven still stood.

　Xing Mo didn't know what the current situation was outside, and she had no way to know, after all, she was suffering from a high fever.

　Even without the high fever, she wouldn't be much better.

　Three days ago, when I jumped from the edge of the Hanging Gardens, the burning Citadel was still vivid in my mind.

　In just one night, the Golden King turned everything around.

　He manipulated everything in secret, like a poisonous scorpion lurking in the sand, ready to strike with one fatal blow.

　""

　The more Xing Mo lay down, the more she felt that she couldn't lie down anymore.

　She struggled to her feet, smoothed her messy hair, and then perfunctorily braided it.

　I have to ask Alia what the situation is like now...

　Thinking so, she stood up and put her white feet into the slippers, but found that they seemed... a little tight.

　When she looked, she found that it was Aurora who had taken her slippers.

　The little girl's feet are one size smaller than Xingmo's, and Xingmo can't wear her size.

　This little guy is really confused...

　No... maybe not confused.

　She was surprisingly attentive.

　Xingmo sighed, then leaned obediently against the bed and waited.

　Ten minutes later, Aurora came into the room carrying a bowl of porridge and placed it on the bedside table.

　"Lean meat porridge, I made it myself!" Aurora put her hands on her hips. "How is it?"

　Xingmo picked up the porridge, took a sniff, and a faint aroma of meat came to her.

　She took a small sip with a spoon, feeling the aroma of rice porridge and meat blooming on her tongue.

　"It's delicious." Xingmo smiled at Aurora.

　"Feeling better?" Aurora felt Xingmo's forehead again. "Hmm... That's really troublesome. Your illness is hard to treat. If it were just a common cold, it would be cured in no time."

　"Now I can be considered a doctor who can't heal himself." Xing Mo smiled self-deprecatingly.

　She lowered her head and silently ate two mouthfuls of porridge, then said:

　"Any news about Alice-senpai?"

　"Alia just returned from scouting, and there's no news," Aurora shook her head. "But we can sense the mark on the back of her hand, so she's definitely alive."

　Alive...what a disturbing way to describe it.

　Xing Mo slowly finished the meat porridge in the bowl and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

　"I'm going to see Alia and want to hear her report."

　"Can Alya come over?"

　"No, from now on, I have to get back to work."

　Xingmo got up and quickly changed her clothes.

　After eating something, she felt that her limbs were not so cold anymore, and there was a slight sign of sweating on her back, but her feet were still a little weak.

　Seeing her trying so hard, Aurora sighed softly:

　"Okay, then I'll go with you."

　"Let's go."

　Xing Mo picked up the shawl hanging at the door, put it on herself, and pushed open the door.

　A long time ago, Xingmo complained that the Cathedral of St. Auros was too fancy and big, which was a waste of resources.

　Now, it is being put to good use.

　Small tents were built everywhere in the church, not only on the ground, but also on many wooden platforms in the air for placing tents.

　The civilians lived in the hall, some lived in the area under the church, and some had to set up tents in the square.

　As she walked through the church, Xing Mo could feel countless gazes on her face. Some of those gazes were hot, some were numb, and most were filled with a hint of expectation.

　She tried not to respond to the gazes and went straight into the confessional in the cafeteria.

　As soon as she entered the door, she saw Alia giving instructions to the young nuns:

　"...Recently, you should reduce your outings and leave it to me. The Immortals have put the surrounding neighborhoods under martial law, and you could easily run into danger."

　Xing Mo did not interrupt her, but listened quietly to her finish assigning the tasks.

　After giving the order, Alia turned around and shuddered slightly when she saw Xingmo, then rushed over:

　"Miss Saint!"

　She threw herself into Xingmo's arms and hugged her tightly.

　"Ouch, be gentle," Xingmo chuckled, "I'm fine."

　"Are you really okay?" Alia was worried. "You stayed indoors for three days, I thought..."

　"How can I die? I'm fine."

　Xingmo sat down on the chair, motioned for Alia to sit opposite him, and then said:

　"Tell me, what's the current situation in the academy?"

　"Ok."

　Alia nodded, pulled a map from her sleeve, and spread it out on the table.

　She gently drew a circle around the White Tower area with a pen and said:

　"In the Baita District and the four surrounding districts, within the two streets close to the Baita District, all residents were transformed into sand and stone statues, connecting to the hanging gardens above the White Pagoda."

　"I brought back some samples of sand and stone statues for the Prophet to examine. Her conclusion was that those people were not dead yet, but there was no way to turn them back."

　"Unless you can control the power of Sand Song." Aurora said lazily.

　Alia nodded and continued:

　"Besides that, other areas of the city have been controlled by the Imperials and are currently occupied. Only parts of the North City and West City remain unoccupied."

　"Why?" Xing Mo blurted out, "Won't the Imperial Army cause them trouble?"

　"The North City District is affected by us. The nuns often sneak out to fight guerrilla warfare. They can't penetrate deeply, nor can they wipe out our church. As for the West City District... Although I haven't had time to explore it yet, I think it's because of the Nefera Beta Magic Academy."

　"Magic Academy..." Xingmo thought thoughtfully.

　Yes, Professor Merlin did not show up on the night of the Garden Advent incident.

　This conclusion was easy to come to. Xingmo had heard about the bloody banquet. If Merlin had attended the banquet, he would not have allowed all the participants to be massacred.

　Merlin neither attended the banquet nor showed up in the Battle of the Garden, so there was only one possibility.

　That is, he was absent on purpose.

　"No need to reason," Aurora said lazily, "Nefera Beta is safe now."