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

　On the side of the road at the crossroads, Xingmo saw a white dove nailed to a cross.

　The white dove didn't seem to have been dead for long. Blood was burning on its white feathers. Its chest was cut open, its internal organs were hollowed out, and stuffed with straw.

　Its eyes had been gouged out, and the two bloody holes were illuminated by the bright morning light, but the darkness inside could not be dispelled.

　On the white dove's chest, Xing Mo saw a wooden plaque. The plaque was driven into the dove's chest by long nails, firmly fixing it to the cross.

　On that wooden sign, written in coagulated blood were words:

　"Goddess followers are forbidden to enter."

　White doves symbolize the goddess's messenger and are generally used by the goddess's believers to deliver letters.

　The white dove nailed to the cross knows its meaning without any words.

　""

　Looking at the line of words, Xing Mo looked indifferent and said nothing.

　On the side, Chloe pursed her lips slightly and said in a low voice:

　"My father was a devoted follower of the goddess. He spread her teachings throughout the entire Faru. From the elderly to children, everyone understood her teachings."

　"During the first border conflict with the Empire, he openly prayed to the goddess, declaring that her watchful eye would bring victory to Falu in his righteous war."

　"The great prayer took the form of a festival that lasted seven days and seven nights in the capital, Massena. Large numbers of poultry were slaughtered, and people used their blood as makeup, praying to the stars under the night sky."

　"The resources expended during that festival were enough to keep the army marching for a month."

　"Later, we suffered repeated defeats in the war with the Empire, and the domestic situation became increasingly unstable. Massena even experienced a severe famine, with hundreds of thousands of people dying from natural and man-made disasters."

　"But my father is still praying. Every night I can hear him pacing back and forth in his study, muttering spells that I don't understand."

　"You all know what happened next. The New Party rebelled, and my father was sent to the guillotine and his head fell to the ground."

　"I would have been liquidated, but in the Faroese belief, a fair duel can determine the direction of fate. So I challenged the rebel general to a duel, and from his hand..."

　Chloe pulled out the harmonica-shaped pistol from her waist, her slender, calloused hands gently brushing the dark copper-colored instrument.

　"...won this pistol."

　The young guerrilla leader raised his head and looked directly at Xingmo, his eyes bloodshot:

　"Ms. Jiedeti, do you think that God's will can really override that of humans?"

　"I don't think so," Xing Mo shook her head. "For believers, gods are mentors and guides. The teachings of the great gods are the path that believers must follow throughout their lives, and they are the beacon that shines in the distance of fate's sea of ​​suffering."

　"So you think Father is wrong," Chloe murmured.

　"Blind faith is always a torrent. Your father misjudged his priorities," Xing Mo said calmly. "He firmly believed that only the gods could lead the world out of its cage, but he forgot the most important thing: success depends on human effort."

　As they were talking, the carriage passed the intersection and went along the road lined with irises.

　No one in the carriage spoke anymore. The group calmly bathed in the spring sunshine, even though this spring sunshine had been tinged with an ominous hue by the sudden blood color.

　""

　"Does that white dove just now mean that the goddess's followers and dogs are not allowed to enter?"

　Aurora's voice rang in Xingmo's mind. She turned around and found that the little guy looked very happy.

　Why...are you so happy to see the goddess being humiliated?

　Xingmo thought Aurora was cute, so she nodded with a smile:

　"Fortunately, the Sacred Tree believers and cats are allowed in."

　"From what the princess said, it seems those New Party members aren't doing anything wrong," Aurora muttered. "Look, they're already at war, yet they're offering chicken, duck, fish, and meat to the goddess, making it seem like she'll actually eat them. If it were a sacrifice to me, I'd eat it all and even lend a hand. Is that okay with the goddess?"

　"Actually, you are just jealous that the goddess has so much flesh sacrificed to her?" Xing Mo revealed the secret.

　"Oh, then...then tell me if what we said is right or not!"

　"That's true, but I think the king's motives are not normal..." Xing Mo whispered, "I don't remember the Xinghai Canon mentioning a blood sacrifice ceremony. Since the Falu rebellion, there has been very little information released to the outside world. I only just learned of this news."

　"what do you mean?"

　"Using blood as a purely spiritual sacrifice is generally a cult practice, as it has no barriers to entry and avoids the symbols of upright angels and gods, lest they be noticed by the righteous gods," Xing Mo's thoughts raced. "Carrying out this kind of large-scale sacrifice across the entire Massena...why do I feel like the Flower Emperor has been bewitched by an evil spirit?"

　"Just say the name of the Invisible Mist. It's the one that does all the bad things anyway." Aurora suppressed a laugh.

　"Well... there is indeed such a possibility," Xing Mo nodded, "Think about it, the Faru people made such a great sacrifice, and as a result, the offensive of the Imperials who used the curse on the front battlefield became more fierce. But even if

　Despite continuous defeats, the king continued to offer sacrifices, even becoming increasingly obsessed... There must be a connection between the two."

　The bewitched king, the imperial people who harnessed the power of the curse, and the dark clouds and haze shrouding Massena.

　The evil god's followers revived in the valley, spreading his scriptures in the mist.

　All signs indicate that this abnormal event is related to misplaced beliefs.

　"Think carefully, if King Falu followed the Goddess's teachings, why would the Citadel allow him to be executed by the New Party?" Xingmo felt a thought gradually taking shape in her mind. "From this perspective... there really is a clue."

　"There's no trace of us. Someone's here to cause trouble." Aurora stretched.

　"It's okay, let Chloe handle it." Xingmo muttered.

　She had sensed it long ago—the road ahead was blocked by a giant fallen tree, and there were dozens of psychic reactions around it.

　There was no doubt that it was a highwayman.

　The next second, the air was torn apart, Xingmo tilted his head, and grabbed a crossbow arrow with his hand.

　“It’s pretty accurate,” she said.

　"Enemy attack!" Chloe yelled, "Guerrillas, capture and interrogate as many as possible, use lethal force if necessary!"

　"Roger that!"

　The two guerrillas immediately jumped out of the car, and Chloe turned around and said to Xingmo:

　"Sorry, Miss Jiedeti, it looks like your leisure time holiday is coming to an end early."

　"You go ahead and do it, I'll cover you." Xing Mo shook his sleeves and held the wand in his hand.

　"Just watch, and you won't have to do anything."

　Chloe said, raised the gun, and pulled the trigger towards the sky——

　"Bam—"

　The next second, a violent wind descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the carriage and deflecting all the rain of bullets that followed the first arrow.

　——The enemy's offensive strategy was very clear. They started with quiet crossbows, and after the assassination failed, they directly used firepower to cover and achieve a balance.

　Chloe obviously anticipated their tactics and launched a precise counterattack.

　The highway robbers were forced to temporarily put down their guns due to the strong wind, but when the wind died down, all the people in the carriage had disappeared.

　"Gone! Boss!"

　"later!"

　The robber turned around and saw a shadow flash through the bushes, accompanied by a whirlwind coming towards him.

　"Oh!"

　Three or four robbers were knocked over by the strong wind and fell to the ground. The rest raised their guns and shot at the afterimage.

　"Clap clap clap-"

　The rain of bullets tore the afterimage apart, and the shadow turned into a whirlwind that spread out in all directions and dissipated.

　A gust of wind blew from behind, and the robbers turned their heads in panic, only to see a heroic girl standing in the middle of the road, spinning the pistol in her hand.

　"That's too slow," Chloe said.

　Before the robbers could react, gunfire suddenly rang out on their left and right sides - two members of the guerrillas had already separated, forming crossfire.

　"Bang bang bang!"

　"what!!"

　The robbers fell down screaming. The leader pulled out his wand and stabbed it into the ground.

　"boom--"

　Dust rose from the ground and swirled around his body, turning into a dust barrier that blocked the bullets for him.

　Through the dust, the leader looked directly at the girl in front of him and finally saw her face clearly.

　"Impossible..." The robber leader's pupils widened slightly, "You are..."

　"Chloe August," Chloe said with a disdainful smile, "You robbed the wrong person."

　The next second, she raised her pistol and pulled the trigger.

　The harmonica structure on the hand cannon blasted out long streams of wind in both directions. At the same time, a gale compressed to the extreme was expelled from the muzzle.

　"boom----"

　In an instant, dust flew, grass rippled, and a violent whirlwind tore through the air, hitting the robber leader accurately.

　At the critical moment, the leader quickly grabbed a follower from the side and stabbed his wand into his chest -

　"Ahhh!"

　The follower's body was covered in mud and rocks. The leader blocked him in front of him and squatted down.

　The next second, the whirlwind hit—

　"Bam—"

　Mud splattered everywhere, dragging flesh and blood that had not yet transformed, and scattering them all over the ground.

　The leader raised his head, ready to strike back at the girl in the distance, but his sight froze at the next moment—

　——He saw the scattered whirlwinds gather together again under the gathering of some force, and then the outline of the wind outlined the figure of the girl.

　Using the wind as a medium, Chloe August moved instantly, with a fierce and murderous look in her eyes.

　She is the wind——

　"do not move."

　The pistol was against the leader's forehead, and the leader could still feel the wind brewing from the muzzle.

　He was stunned for a moment, clenched his teeth, and growled:

　"You have brought the goddess's followers into our land!"

　"So? You want to beat me up?" Chloe smiled. "Come on, beat me up?"

　"The robber clenched his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot.

　Chloe wondered why this guy was so angry, his eyes red with rage. Didn't you guys rob first? And you're refusing to admit defeat?

　Unexpectedly, the next second, cracks like dry rocks suddenly appeared on the face of the robber leader.

　Extraordinary out of control! ?

　Chloe raised her pistol and pulled the trigger suddenly. The strong wind instantly carried her back dozens of meters and knocked the leader away.

　The leader somersaulted twice on the ground and hit the tree stump in the middle of the road hard, causing a burst of gravel.

　Wait for him to lift it again

　At first, the face had turned into a distorted stone face.

　At the same time, his body began to expand, and the dust on the ground was sucked away by him. His rhinoceros-like body was constructed bit by bit, becoming bigger and bigger.

　"Roar...Roar roar roar..." The leader who turned into a stone demon made a strange sound.

　"Cross strike!" Chloe ordered.

　The guerrillas fired from two completely different angles, and the bullets intersected at one point, creating sparks on the stone demon's body.

　But he showed no sign of being hurt at all. His rocky skin was impenetrable, making him look like a piece of rock.

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　Chloe pulled the trigger repeatedly, and the compressed wind kept hitting the stone demon's face, pushing him back step by step.

　We have to think of a way... Chloe began to think about it.

　Unexpectedly, at this moment, a golden starlight lit up from the side:

　"Okay, we're in a hurry."